Demon branches and jade leaves

Chapter 84 Entrance Examination
She knew that in this tyrant's dictionary, the word "communication" did not exist at all.

really--

"I'm not beating him, I'm educating him, he doesn't know how to count, I'm clearly sixteen."

Jianglouyue→_→

Jiang Louyue pondered in her heart, what kind of parents with strange personalities could give birth to such a wonderful son.

"Okay, okay, what my senior brother said is, you are sixteen." Isn't it enough for her to compromise.

"Yes!" Serious face.

"..."

Jiang Louyue followed Di Jiuchen's side in an extremely speechless manner, walking towards the freshman examination hall marked on the admission ticket.

The test hall is a hall with a very wide area, with a total of three floors and an oblate shape.

On the first floor, enter with the admission ticket.

Because there are too many new students for reference, after entering, they will be grouped immediately.

"Jiang Louyue, six groups."

"Emperor Jiuchen, ten groups."

The person who helped the grouping was a senior senior with a chubby face from a distance, who looked good-natured.

"What, my six groups?" Di Jiuchen narrowed his black eyes and stared straight at the fat senior who announced the group.

Fatty didn't realize the danger yet, so he smiled slightly and said, "No, this junior, you heard wrong, your group is tenth..."

In the next instant, the smile on Fatty's face stiffened, and a layer of fine sweat dripped from his forehead.

Under the oppression of those deep black eyes that were even more terrifying than the devil, Senior Fatty indicated that he was under great pressure. He felt that his body was shrinking infinitely, and Junior Brother Devil's body was infinitely enlarged. Come.

This is a form of spiritual oppression.

At this moment, Senior Fat Dun doesn't have the extra brain capacity to think about why this Demon Junior Brother can mentally oppress himself, who is already at the ninth stage of the casting period. ... your group is sixth, junior."

"Ah, very good."

A certain man's black eyes narrowed comfortably, and there was a deep hidden pleasure in the depths.

Everyone: "Who is that man?"

"So arrogant, even the seniors dare to threaten."

"It's so frustrating to see him."

"That's right, I don't know which son it is, so uneducated."

"Certainly not from a particularly noble birth."

"It must be that this son is very social and has never seen such a person before."

……

Di Jiuchen didn't care at all about what everyone was talking about. He dragged Jiang Louyue along and went to the sixth group's compartment.

There are three tests in the freshman assessment.

The first layer is force measurement.This is the hard test force.The absolute standard for the third stage of the casting period is the power of one punch and five thousand pounds.

The second layer is to measure talent attributes.This is the main test that distinguishes genius from mediocrity.A few talents, spiritual root attributes, are very important for the classification.

The third floor, testing the soul.This is the highest-level test, because in the Daqian Dynasty, only after reaching the innate realm can one cultivate the soul.Of course, cultivation is one thing, and testing the potential strength of the soul is another.

The first layer of force measurement is panning.

Within the area of ​​the sixth group, there were about [-] steps.Jiang Louyue and Di Jiuchen stood a little further in the middle.

Slightly sideways, you can see how the test is done.

There was an invigilator, and beside the invigilator was a transparent bluestone that was two meters high.

The ultimate strength of this force-measuring stone is [-] kilograms.That is, the power requirements of the fifth stage of the casting period.

On the force measuring stone, there are twenty lines, and one line represents the strength of one thousand pounds.

The tester slammed it with a punch, and wherever the dark blue line was lit up, the strength was the same.It is very intuitive to reflect the level of performance.

A beautifully dressed girl stepped forward, raised her small fist, and smashed it with all her strength, and the dark blue line of the force measuring stone lit up a little more than three squares.

"Three thousand six hundred pounds, unqualified." The invigilator's voice had no emotion.

The pretty girl's mouth was flat, and she burst into tears immediately.

It's a pity that this is neither the Duke's Mansion nor the Prince's Mansion, no one will treat her like a little princess, and everyone's eyes are indifferent.

Killing Cang Academy is a place where strength speaks.Compete, never need sympathy.

Then came a short, stout boy with very thick arms, who slammed the force measuring stone with a loud roar.

"Five thousand 720 catties, qualified."

The invigilator raised a pen and sketched the file in his hand, and then said, "Go to the second floor for the test."

The chubby boy was so happy that his mouth couldn't close, bowed to the invigilator, and then ran over to the stairs on the second floor without his head.

Everyone cast an envious look at the short and fat young man.

The invigilator raised his head, swept across the faces of the new candidates coldly, and said, "When the third stage of the casting period is not reached, you have a good idea. Those who are in the first and second stages of the casting period, quit automatically, don't waste it. My time, and don't waste the time of other freshmen waiting for their exams."

After speaking, at least more than half of the candidates showed a guilty conscience on their faces. One after another, about one-third of them were listed, and some of them were still gritting their teeth and holding on with the mentality of not shedding tears without seeing the coffin.

The invigilator glanced at his mouth and said nothing.

The exam is still going on, and the team has moved significantly faster since the third left.

Before Jiang Louyue, there was a tall and strong young man with a square face and a handsome face. He was extremely heroic at a young age. When he hit with a punch, the dark blue line of the force measuring stone actually lit up for more than seven squares.

Even the invigilator couldn't help raising his head, looked at the Yingwu boy one more time, and then said, "Seven thousand eight hundred pounds, not bad."

This is the best score since the exam took place for half an hour, and the invigilator gave a "good" comment.

"Hey, who is that?"

"You don't even know this. It's the young master of Prince Jiang's family. I heard that he is born with divine power!"

"Prince Jiang's favorite grandson, Jiang Shiqing."

"I heard that his strength is all because he has been taking precious medicinal pills to strengthen his body and bones all day since he was two years old. Prince Jiang spent thousands of dollars on this grandson, and even frowned."

Hearing these remarks, especially about the word "Prince Jiang", Jiang Louyue couldn't help but care a little.

Prince Jiang, the father of Marquis Wuwen, her grandfather.

Marquis Wuwen was Prince Jiang's third son, and he was also the most unpromising son. No matter in terms of title or wealth, he was the worst among the three brothers.

Prince Jiang didn't like Marquis Wuwen, so he never cared about Marquis Wuwen's descendants. The most important thing was that among Marquis Wuwen's descendants, all talents were mediocre.

(End of this chapter)