When the examiner announced the name list of the first group, the students below couldn't help but burst into an uproar.
"What? The third-year student of the War Theological Seminary, Xia Jun? Is that the genius Xia Jun who swept through the four great academies in the Divine Arena 30 years ago?"
"No way! Didn't he disappear for a long time? Why is he still in the War Theological Seminary and only a third-year student?"
"Is he very powerful? Isn't a third-year divine student only in the same class as me? How powerful can he be? Can he be compared to that God with 598 faith power?"
Many divinity schools were whispering to each other, full of disbelief, while some people were dumbfounded, not knowing what they were surprised about.
Hearing this, one of the seniors took a few steps back, distancing himself from the man who was spouting nonsense as he said mockingly, "Same year as you? Heh! Thirty years ago, he dominated the Divine Arena and single-handedly defeated all the genius students of the other four great seminaries. Can you do such a thing?"
"That's right. I heard that when this fellow was on his trial mission, he even single-handedly killed an enemy god. His power is simply terrifying."
"Not only that, according to the rumors, Xia Jun has an army of legendary creatures and has even nurtured demigod believers. Ordinary people can't even compare to him."
"Then... Then why is he still just a third-year student of the War Theological Seminary? With such power, wouldn't he have long ago become a god or even be on the verge of becoming a High God?"
"Perhaps Xia Jun has been waiting for the Reserve Thunder God trial?"
"Heavens! They are actually stuck at their own level. Not advancing for thirty years, just waiting for the selection of the Reserve Thunder God? This temperament is too terrifying!"
"Alas! Great God Sullo, although I have high hopes for you, you have only become a deity a few years ago. You probably aren't a match for this genius deity from thirty years ago!"
"That's right! If both sides were on the same level, there might be a chance of a battle. But now?"
The group of gods who had just turned into fans and strongly worshipped Sullo had turned their heads away in the blink of an eye, beginning to speak ill of Sullo.
However, it could be seen from this that the preliminary Thunder God selection competition was indeed very popular.
There was actually a genius who was willing to wait 30 years just to obtain the coveted Thunder God position no matter how much time it would take.
The pressure that Sullo was facing was unimaginable.
But at this moment, Sullo didn't appear to be too worried.
Instead, he invited his senior sister Lin Yan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, to stroll around the War Theological Seminary.
Lin Yan blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at Sullo curiously.
"Junior brother, you don't seem to be worried at all!"
Sullo casually used a photographic technique and recorded a beautiful scene of the War Theological Seminary.
He was prepared to return to his divine domain and create such a beautiful scene.
When he heard Lin Yan's words, he could not help but shrug his shoulders and said indifferently, "When the army comes, all we have to do is block. When the water comes, the earth will drown. What do I have to be afraid of?"
Lin Yan could not help but be speechless. She really could not understand this junior.
"Please! He was a genius student from thirty years ago. His talent and training speed aren't the slightest bit slower than yours. He really has experienced quite a few planar wars. His foundation is so strong that he is almost comparable to some old gods.
"Supposedly, thirty years ago, he challenged someone of a higher level and killed a god by himself. Now, so much time has passed. I wonder how much foundation he has accumulated. His power can not be underestimated!
"You're in such a carefree state. Be careful not to be at a disadvantage in the Arena!"
Sullo's expression did not change at all. He only saw a beautiful flower bed made of various immortal plants and demonic plants.
He immediately used another image recording technique and recorded everything.
Although the image recording technique was an ordinary magic skill, when used by a god, its effect was still extraordinary.
There were many immortal plants and magical beasts, such as the Queen Bee and the Destiny Butterfly.
They were clearly engraved by the photographic art. It was as if they were duplicated using 3D printing technology, an exact replica.
Lin Yan pouted angrily when she saw that Sullo was unmoved.
She cared about him so much that she even ran around and asked for all kinds of information for him.
But he didn't seem to care at all. He even pretended to be deaf and dumb to her, which made Lin Yan feel that she had been ignored.
But when Sullo tucked a very beautiful flower that was emitting spiritual energy between her ear, she couldn't help but smile.
Time passed by slowly and soon, it was time for the final battle between the two sides.
Outside the space arena, there were already countless spectators.
Other than the students of the War Theological Seminary, there were also many gods who had come from other regions.
They all wanted to see who was more powerful, a genius contestant from 30 years ago or the most famous rookie of the moment?
As a result, the square, which originally could only accommodate a thousand people, suddenly became somewhat impenetrable due to the crowd's density.
Fortunately, the gods could float in the air and the audience on the upper three levels and lower three levels stacked together. In addition, the gods had good vision, so they could watch the match even if they were far away.
Therefore, even though this square was very narrow, it did not affect the spectators' enthusiasm.
In the spatial arena, Xia Jun, who was dressed in white and holding a divine sword, was already waiting inside.
However, Sullo still had not arrived.
Some people joked that the strongest gods were usually the last to enter the arena.
Time passed bit by bit, and just as the examiner's face turned ashen, wanting to directly announce Xia Jun's victory.
A small crystal door appeared in the spatial arena. A tall and handsome figure stepped out in just the nick of time.
"He's here, he's here, God Sullo is here!"
The Spatial Door was about to become Sullo's signature item.
The surrounding gods cheered.
Such an appearance was too cool.
When Sullo entered the spatial arena, the first thing he did was look at the white-robed man opposite him.
This person's eyes were bright and his entire body emitted a sharp aura that reminded him of a sword.
While Sullo was observing the other party, Xia Jun sneered in disdain.
"Are all students these days so unpunctual? Unable to follow the rules? Summon your followers! Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't have the chance later."
After saying that, Xia Jun waved his sleeve, and a shocking dragon's roar resounded through the space arena.
A 300-meter-long, 80-meter-tall giant black dragon appeared.
"What, it's actually a legendary follower, a black dragon with terrifying demonic resistance?"
"I didn't expect Xia Jun to actually have such a terrifying creature that only exists in legends. Sullo is going to be in danger."
"That's right! Creatures like the black dragon have high magic resistance and strong hand-to-hand combat ability. Unless a god personally makes a move, it's very difficult for believers to be a match for them!"