Ye Tian's Thunderbolt Fist didn't carry much Attack Power. It only made a faint sound when it struck the stone pillar.
The screen to the side clearly displayed the number 900. This meant Ye Tian's strike hadn't passed the test. Each disciple had three chances; if this had been his only one, Ye Tian would have been mercilessly eliminated.
Seeing this number, Ye Tian wasn't dejected. In fact, he was quite satisfied. 'This is only thirty percent of my strength,' he thought. 'I wonder what number will appear if I use my full power.'
Ye Tian thought nothing of it, but the family disciples below and the Elders on the stage, including Ye Weitian, were all quite surprised. They couldn't believe Ye Tian would produce such a low number and turned to look at him in unison.
When Ye Weitian saw the number, he assumed Ye Tian's injuries from his fight with Qin Wushuang hadn't yet healed. However, he had checked them himself at the time, and they hadn't seemed that serious.
