undead warrior

Chapter 46
"Old friend, it's almost over!"

The faint words came, and the figure of Patriarch Mo appeared, Situ withdrew his palm in vain, and snorted coldly at Patriarch Mo.

"Hmph! How do you educate the juniors?"

Patriarch Mo smiled wryly in his heart, do I dare to educate him?He educated me almost!
A few people behind him came up to him, it was the young man in white and his four guards, the young man in white was still waving the folding fan, put away the folding fan with a smile on his face and bowed to Situ in vain.

"Meet Dean Situ!"

Situ Wuran regained his kindness again, "So it's you, wanting to spend a few more days in the city?"

"That's not true, I'm here for this guy." He pointed at Mo Wentian.

"Hehe, why are you interested in him?"

Situ Wuran's words had a bit of a pun, and the young man in white blushed unexpectedly, and said respectfully again.

"That's not true. It's just that he was betting with my subordinates, and the saber was knocked into the air and fell into the academy. I have to bear part of the responsibility."

"I'm the one who does things and the other is responsible. It has nothing to do with the young master. I will apologize to you first!"

The boar's loud voice rang out, three slaps at Situ Wuran who knelt down on the ground, turned around and ran to the front of the statue, knelt down and kowtowed again.

The young man in white said again, "How about this, I contribute to repairing the statue of the God of War, which can be regarded as making up for the disrespect to the God of War."

Mo Wentian, who was lying on the ground, rolled his eyes. This young man with thin skin and tender flesh is really a rich man. He got up straight away, patted his butt, turned around and walked away, ignoring all the surprised looks.

Even Patriarch Mo couldn't hold back his face at this time, and with a plea, he led Mo Kuangzi away quickly.

"Little ancestor is mighty..."

When Mo Wentian came out of Zhantian Academy, he was welcomed like a hero. The Mo family cheered in unison, and even brought many residents to join in the fun.

People don't know what happened inside, but the news that Mo Wentian gambled with the soul-condensing expert and won has spread.Although it only allowed the soul condensing expert to move half a step, but which martial artist in the early stage of chemical martial arts can do it, only the little ancestor of the Mo family!

"hold head high……"

Even the Velociraptor seemed to be infected, it raised its head and neighed, looking at Mo Wuwei who was able to stand up with a bruised nose and swollen face, Mo Wentian reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

"I'm not ashamed this time!"

Mo Wuwei's swollen eyes showed firmness, and Mo Wentian smiled, "I know, come on!"

Flying onto the back of the Velociraptor, he pulled Yun'er into his arms, and walked away amidst the excited roar of the Velociraptor.

When Mo Wentian returned home, he didn't feel any sense of excitement. Facing the powerless man who split the air, he felt very uncomfortable, and his desire for strength grew even stronger.

For several days in a row, he was bored at home practicing, and he had to take time to wash Yun'er's scriptures and marrow. If Zhantian Academy was not about to start accepting students, he could not wait to run to the evil beast forest immediately.

On the first night of the opening of the hospital to accept apprentices, a guest came to the house, but it was not actually a guest, but Mo Wentian's first official subordinate, Mo Wuwei.

He didn't come these few days because he was recuperating from his injuries, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, it was really embarrassing to look at others.

"Master, I'm here this time..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Mo Wentian interrupted his words, "Let's call it another, we are all a family, this address is awkward!"

"Little ancestor, I am here this time to explain the rules of Zhantian Academy to you."

Mo Wentian grinned, getting used to being called little ancestor, and Patriarch Mo also made up a story, saying that Mo Wentian was the son of a certain hermit elder of the Mo family who came and sent him back to the family for training.

Although the Mo family is still weak, after all, it has been passed down for thousands of years. It is normal for an elder to live in seclusion and seek to break through to a higher level.

Mo Wentian really doesn't know how Zhantian Academy selects students, so let Mo Wuwei sit down and wait for the answer.

"Zhantian College is the only formal college in our more than a hundred cities in the Western Wilderness. Every year, some big and small families in each city will be given some quotas for registration. But if you have a quota, you may not be able to enter."

Don't ask God to understand this point. Some families have no geniuses, so they will inevitably make up for their numbers and will definitely be eliminated.To his surprise, in his impression, West Wilderness included the vast area of ​​the Endless Swamp.

It was originally a wilderness, but now it has become a swamp and is occupied by demons.As a result, the Western Wilderness, where humans lived, became a long and narrow area between the two lines of defense, and hundreds of cities were crowded in this poor place!
Seeing his frown, Mo Wuwei was very good at observing words and expressions, so he paused on purpose.Seeing that his eyebrows were stretched, he continued, "Zhantian Academy maintains a certain number of students for a long time, only [-]. Survival of the fittest, some enter the Soul Condensation Realm and enter the Imperial College headquarters, and some are expelled for not being able to improve their realm for a long time. , and some became disabled or died for various reasons, leaving some places vacant. Those who have obtained the qualifications for registration are competing for these places."

"How many places are there this year?"

"There are only 27. A few people are missing, but they haven't confirmed their deaths. If they don't come back next year, they will be expelled. By the way, that Zhao Guran is also on the missing list, and the academy has posted a reward for their search."

Mo Wentian laughed, "It's no wonder we found it, it probably turned into the feces of some evil beasts!"

Mo Wuwei blinked his eyes and asked uncertainly, "Did you kill him?"

Mo Wentian smiled without saying a word, but Mo Wuwei understood and immediately extended his thumb in praise.

"As expected of a little ancestor!"

"How many registration qualifications does our Mo family have?"

Speaking of this, Mo Wuwei immediately showed excitement in his eyes, "In the past, there were three every year, and most of the time they were eliminated without entering the academy. The head of the family didn't let the children with excellent aptitude to sign up, so as not to be killed by others. This year is a bit strange. There are ten places, and the Patriarch also agrees that everyone should register enthusiastically, the selection has already started in the family, and the results will be announced tomorrow."

"Does the primary election allow killing?"

Mo Wentian uttered these words out of nowhere, Mo Wuwei's brow was a little sweaty, it was too murderous!
"It's okay in the group arena, the sword has no eyes, and everyone can't keep their hands if they go all out, but if the opponent admits defeat or jumps off the ring, they can't kill again."

"Very good! See you tomorrow!"

Mo Wentian turned around and walked towards the bedroom. Mo Wuwei opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he laughed at himself. Other precautions, this little ancestor doesn't need to worry at all, and it's useless to say it.

When he got up early in the morning, Mo Wuwei had already personally picked him up in a carriage, and Mo Wentian was not riding the Velociraptor, and got into the carriage accompanied by Yun'er and Mo Shibao.

"Little ancestor, Shi Die and I have been selected this time, the three of us will definitely be able to enter Zhantian Academy and beat those guys to pieces."

Mo Wuwei shouted excitedly, now that he has the seventh-grade dragon-slaying sword, he is confident of defeating other competitors, but the silence in the carriage made him feel embarrassed to chatter.

Mo Wentian looked out through the car window, only to realize that Evil Corpse City was much busier after he hadn't been out for a few days, and many strange faces in bright clothes were rushing to Zhantian Academy in the east of the city.

The streets leading to Zhantian Academy were already overcrowded. If the students of the academy hadn't maintained order in front of the gate and made a narrow passage, the registered students would not be able to enter.

The scene was extremely chaotic and lively, and it was only then that Mo Wentian understood why there was so little movement in the Mo family for such an important event.When other people came, they just watched the excitement, which didn't make any sense.

The carriage stopped far away, and a Mo family child came to take care of it. Seeing that only those who signed up were allowed to enter, Yun'er sat on the carriage and waited dissatisfied.

Mo Wuwei gave each of Mo Wentian and Mo Shidie a token, and the three of them came to the busiest gate and lined up to enter. When it was their turn, they showed their tokens to let them in.

As soon as he entered the gate, he found that the people who signed up were crowded together in a mess. There were some tables at the front. The teacher sat behind the table and tested the cultivation level and aptitude one by one, so as to prevent the fake people from getting in.Once found, the registration token will be confiscated and driven out.

The other Mo family members had come earlier, but no one cared about anyone among the crowd, obediently queuing up and waiting for release.

When we got closer and could see more clearly, the thing that worried Mo Wentian the most happened. To pass this first test, not only the cultivation level and aptitude must be tested, but also the bone age. bone.He was a little bit scratching his head, he was sealed for more than 1000 years, the bones will not change for more than 1000 years, right?If it is discovered, it will be lively!

Slowly lined up and arrived at the place where the cultivation level was tested, and handed over the token, the classroom teacher looked at the token and then at Mo Wentian, showing a strange look, and returned the token, but did not test it.

"With special approval from the dean, you can interview for admission."

Mo Wentian was stunned for a moment, but that's good, so as not to expose his bone age, it's a pity that he couldn't make it to the ring.

It was the first time that Mo Wuwei who was beside him showed envious eyes and was interviewed for admission.

"Why does he interview for admission? I protest!"

"That's right, why should I test him based on my identity?"

There were only 27 admission places in total, and Mo Wentian easily took one away. Many people were immediately dissatisfied, and Mo Wuwei directly chose to ignore the chaotic protests.

"My family's little ancestor is a 17-year-old chemical martial artist. It's only natural to have an interview for admission. How can you compare him to him?"

Mo Wuwei shouted loudly, covering up all the protests, and most of the people were honest. The 17-year-old chemical weapon is really incomparable!It is estimated that all the students who want to enroll, except this one, have no one else. If they are geniuses, they have already enrolled.

"Then I protest too!"

Someone still muttered unwillingly, which caused a roar of laughter, and they all forgot that they were one of the protesters just now. The 17-year-old Huawujing does have the qualifications to interview for admission. Apart from envy and jealousy, he can only work hard on himself.

After leaving the crowded crowd, it was much easier to walk in, and the second round of tests had already begun on the martial arts arena.The physical fitness of the applicants is tested here, one by one running around holding a stone mill, to weed out those who are weak and slow.

Mo Wentian had already obtained the qualification for admission without examination, and no one paid any attention to him standing there, so he didn't know what to do.At this time, Governor Wang, who was supervising the test, saw him and walked over.

The two looked at each other, seeing Mo Wentian's fearless eyes and showing no respect, Wang Ducha snorted coldly.

"Hmph! Don't think that you can sit back and relax if you get the qualification for free admission. I will keep an eye on you. If you make a mistake, you will be expelled immediately."

Mo Wentian laughed, "Hehe, if you dare to fire me, I will slaughter your Wang family."

Inspector Wang didn't expect to be beaten to death, but his own warning was met with a threat full of murderous intentions, and his face immediately changed.

"you dare!"

"You can try it, and warn you one last time, don't bother me."

(End of this chapter)