This type of assessment with points was simple and brutal. However, it also played well to the curiosity of the people. 

Moreover, it didn't include one's cultivation level for the assessment. It was simply an assessment of the intensity of the attack.

Nonetheless, the points wouldn't necessarily reflect the outcome in a real battle. It was just a preliminary judgement. Historically, there were countless cases where those with lower points defeated the other party with higher points in battle. 

Regardless, when Wu Yu took the first step forward, lots of Yan Huang Immortal Soldiers were staring at him. 

"How many points can he get?" 

"I estimate that he can probably get 80. Or perhaps a little higher." 

"I don't think so. In the battle of the East Sea, those that were there might be guilty of blowing things out of proportion. If Wu Yu could kill those two ghostly cultivators, those ghostly cultivators were likely not as fearsome as one might expect." 

To put it simply, there were all kinds of comments about Wu Yu. 

Qin Fuyao didn't leave. She was standing at the side, throwing flirtatious gazes at Wu Yu as she commented, "Little Brother Wu, put up a good performance for us~" 

Her charm and beauty were probably the most beautiful scene one could see in the Yan Palace.

The attention...