"Next!Ye Feng!"

Only Ye Feng was left, watching Ye Feng slowly walk into the cylinder, the thin tutor opened the scroll, and prepared Ye Feng to come out to play the results, but ......

"More than 700 strength! I'm going to ...... this person."

"Twenty-five seconds passed! This person who gave me a night dream robbed me and who was in a hurry ......"

has been a mentor for so many years, how could Li Sal misrecognize the handwriting of two friends, flamboyant, graceful and small...... And the two of them are bound to win this young man who has just entered.

Li Sal faintly thought of how simple this young man was, according to what the two of them wrote, this young man was at least a martial artist strength, and he looked so young!

You must know that the freshmen of the Holy Martial Academy recruit those under the age of eighteen, and there are very few who can have martial artists, or they are all sent to the Imperial City Tianwu Academy.

"This student, I want it too!" Li Sal has already decided that no matter what Ye Feng's grades are, he must come to this student.

Born as the new mentor, he is different from Nightdream and Hank to teach a class.

It is expected that there will be four freshman classes this time, with an average of three tutors in each class, "Be sure to grab your own class!"

At this time, the cylinder opened, and I saw Ye Feng come out with both hands full.

"It's really good, it looks like there are more than twenty of them, no wonder Hank and Nightdream are so robbed!" Li Sal nodded, it would be very good to be able to catch more than twenty out of the hundred, because the hand is so big.

And just as he was about to praise Ye Feng is, suddenly the latter spoke,

He spoke helplessly, "Mentor, your design is too unreasonable, your hands are so big, I can only grasp twenty-eight with both hands, and one of you, mentor, projects one hundred and forty-two, and the rest can only watch ......."

Ye Feng was really helpless, the cold leaves fell by cold gravity, and the speed was twice as fast as the speed of dripping, but no matter how fast it was, it was slow in front of Ye Feng, and Ye Feng let the wind condense into a circle, and all the cold leaves that fell in a circle of his body suddenly stopped, and he grabbed it slowly, but his hands only grabbed twenty-eight at most.

"Wait, how do you know there are one hundred and forty-two?" Li Sal was dumbfounded, it was indeed one hundred and forty-two that he had entered just now, because he controlled how many were each time, and all outsiders had no way of knowing how many.

Ye Feng buckled, because he was counted one by one, "I counted ......"

Li Sal kept nodding slightly, he finally understood that it had been four days since the enrollment of students, and there were still those with the strength of martial artists, but Hank and Yemeng were not so excited, and it was written that they wanted this person.

"Ye Feng, right? Not a bad boy, it is your right choice to come to the Holy Martial Academy!" patted Ye Feng's shoulder, still in Ye Feng's confusion, and wrote on the scroll,

"In the third test, I can't use words for him! Yuan San! This person must have dug up our third class! I have dug up Li Sal and ask you to drink Qiongyu Liangzhu wine......

Ye Feng only saw that Li Sal had written a lot, but he didn't read it, and after thanking the latter, he entered the last room.

......

The door opened, and Sun Xiao was already standing straight inside, holding a scroll in his hand, this was the final interview.

Ye Feng smiled timidly later, stood next to Sun Xiao, and looked fixedly, there were three mentors sitting in an arc in front of him.

On the left is an adult handsome man, with sword eyebrows, a high nose bridge, half-inch hair, wheat-colored skin, and strong muscles that are particularly conspicuous, although there is a hint of a smile on his face, but Ye Feng feels not simple when he sees him at first sight, he dares to say that Hank's mentor, who is also the strength of the Martial King, can't walk five moves in his hands.

On the right is a female tutor who looks thirty-five, six, seven or eight years old, wearing a big blue floor hat, and a staff next to the chair, belonging to the attractive adult woman type, Ye Feng can feel the moist water attribute around her.

And the one in the middle, who looked older, looked like he was in his sixties, with a black and white beard that was more than thirty centimeters long, and a brown book in his hand, looking at this side.

"Thank you two students for signing up to our school, this is the final interview session, the first student will hand you your scroll!"

Sun Xiao walked up, put the scroll on the small round table in front of the three of them, and then stepped back and stood back, while Ye Feng stood away smartly.

"Sun Xiao, huh?" the man on the left picked up the scroll, and all three of them could see the assessment on it.

The strength of two hundred and fifty-five ...... "good" ...... "good", the former one is still eye-catching, but the second night dream mentor directly hit the good instead of good, so that the three of them suddenly didn't have much feeling for this Sun Yu.

"Yes, three mentors!" Sun Xiao looked at the three mentors, standing straight, like a gatekeeper, and his so-called aristocratic etiquette may have been forgotten.

"Lifeline grade, and pulse sign...... The academy has to find out!"

"Will you keep it secret?" Sun Yu looked very reluctant, the lifeline does need to be kept secret, but in order to hide the strength, those martial kings and martial emperor masters, the lifeline is not the same as that spread by the "paparazzi".

Sun Xiao's appearance was like three mentors asking for his family heirloom.

"Hehe, let's talk about it!, we'll keep it a secret!" said the old man with the book in the middle, closing the book and smiling.

"Then ......" Sun Xiao looked at Ye Feng, and then said with a very righteous appearance, "My lifeblood is ...... Zhongpin - the system folds the palm!"

"Huh!" the female tutor on the right froze.

"Hmm......" The male tutor on the left almost flashed his ass.

Only the old man in the middle...... He was stunned for two seconds, then nodded with a smile.

Not to mention the three mentors, even Ye Feng was angry, the middle-grade lifeline was still pretending to be so mysterious, Ye Feng thought it was a superb, almost a good product.

Ye Feng is not a person who despises the poor lifeline, but the appearance of this Sun Xiao, the contrast with the last result is too great, it can only be said that his performance makes people think about it.

Even the male tutor Yuan San didn't know what to ask him.

"We already know your situation, we will review it, and the successful admission will be posted in the three rankings of the Imperial City tomorrow, you wait and go with the next classmate. With the voice of fading in, the female tutor Wang Ying directly skipped all the links and let him leave.

"Okay!" Sun Xiao was very happy, in his thoughts, he would definitely be recruited, and then stood again, smiling at Ye Feng.

"Classmates, hand over your scroll!"

Ye Feng's scroll was wrapped, he didn't even open it to look at it, he dragged it with both hands, took it to Yuan San, and then hooked his thumbs with the three martial artists' extremely respectful hands, wrapped his right hand around the palm of his left hand, and returned to his original position.

Yuan San opened the scroll, and the three pairs of eyes looked at the scroll at the same time, because when he opened it, he didn't say words, and the large black characters on the scroll attracted the attention of the three of them, because only in special circumstances could it be possible to write so many words......