Volume 1 Beginning in the Red Dust Chapter 4 Faculty Admissions

Lingwu Academy is about to enroll!

You have to go to school everywhere, and it is very important to study. He is now equivalent to an illiterate, and the school is very suitable for his illiterate!

It has been said that if you want to integrate into a new place, you must first learn its culture.

At this time, the enrollment is simply tailor-made for him!

It was soon his turn to line up to enter the city, and after entering the city, Fang Tian went straight to the academy.

Walking down Central Street, I looked at both sides of the road. Shops decorated in various styles, tall buildings are scattered, and the delicate and bright signboards are full of dragons and phoenixes......

Belch... Well, he's illiterate.

After some inquiry, I finally found the so-called Lingwu Academy.

It is a very beautiful building with a large area, very beautifully built, surrounded by some well-groomed flowers and trees, very beautiful campus.

The tall arch is made of rock, and there are four large characters in the center of it: Lingwu Academy.

Well, you can't go wrong!

The iron gate below was closed and not opened.

There were a lot of people standing under a sign next to the school gate, and they were discussing, and Fang Tian walked over.

Someone next to me was reading the above content.

Why does the person who reads the notice always read it?

Whatever, he just understands!

Lingwu Academy Freshman Enrollment Notice.

The number of new students enrolled in this year is about 300 students, regardless of geography or status, and the age is 15 to 18 years old. ”

"This admissions exam is divided into a literary examination and a martial arts examination?"

What the hell!

Hearing this, Fang Tian's face was as ugly as Xiang.

Test your face, a martial arts academy wants a literary exam, make a chicken feather!

Is this equivalent to taking the art college and getting a score in the cultural subject?

Someone also read, "The score of the literary examination and the martial arts examination are respectively 3:7, and the results of the martial arts examination are scored by the judges and teachers, and the total score of 70 points can be obtained for admission!"

"Hey, I need 70 points to get in! And the martial arts exam still accounts for 70% of the scores, I'm in danger!"

"That's right, I don't have any problems with the literary exam, but I'm a little uncertain about the martial arts exam, I hope this year's students won't be too good. ”

"It's hard to say, after all, our Qingyun City is also a big city, and Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is not necessarily!"

Hearing that these people started chattering, Fang Tian was dumbfounded!

Keep reading, why did you stop?

No...... Gone!

Isn't that a dead end! Isn't there any plus, and isn't there still a plus for ethnic minorities to go to college?

I thought to myself, a poor student, an orphan and a foreigner, it would not be too much to add sixty or seventy points!

"Hey, this brother, is it gone?" Fang Tian asked as he poked the buddy next to him.

"Let me see, there's a line in parentheses at the end!"

Fang Tian's eyes lit up, "What is it?"

"The top three in the martial arts test can get a full score of 70 points in the martial arts test. ”

What I want for is the top three? He doesn't want .........

Hey, it's exactly 70 points! Isn't that still a chance? Uh-huh...... What a literary examination he has automatically given up.

It's finally a chance, what if these people are all weak!" Fang Tian thought.

For example, a person who has never studied English suddenly asks him to take the TOEFL IELTS test...... Needless to say, draw your sword!

He frowned, and when he learned that he knew the other, he asked the buddy next to him, "Brother, what kind of cultivation do you have?"

"I, the sixth layer of the mortal realm. I think I'm hanging, and many people from the seventh layer of the mortal realm were eliminated last year!What about you?" said the buddy sadly.

Six floors and seven floors? It's so complicated!

"Uh... I... Spiritual realm. Fang Tian thought for a while and said.

"Spirit Realm!!" everyone exclaimed in surprise and looked at Fang Tian in unison.

Fang Tian was taken aback by this movement, and said weakly, "Yes... Yes... Questions?"

"Brother, you're blowing a little big!"

"yes, you think it's so easy to eat!"

"At our age, not to mention the spiritual realm in this Qingyun City, it is rare to see even the ninth layer of the mortal realm! even second-year students, there are still many who have not been able to break through to the spiritual realm. ”

Six layers, seven layers, nine layers, this is a little clear, the system realm of martial arts is divided into: mortal realm, spiritual realm, mortal realm, holy realm, and each realm also has a level of saying, divided into one layer ~ nine layers, it seems that the nine layers of the mortal realm can only break through to the spiritual realm!

Hey, that guy on the road didn't tell me this, it's useless to talk about it!

"Unless it is the genius children of those high-ranking families who have money and resources, or powerful sects, it is possible to be in the spiritual realm. What are you? a poor ghost, still in the spiritual realm, and I am still in the Dao realm!" this is a fat man, and his tone is quite disdainful.

Belch...... It seems that the spirit realm should be very awesome at this age, this is considered a genius!

This is a bit embarrassing, he is not very clear about his own strength, and he guessed blindly. After all, he's illiterate, haha, it's understandable!

But if you want to say that he is not a genius, then he is a little unhappy.

"Hehe, little fat man, it doesn't matter if I brag or not! Fang Tian scoffed.

I just heard that this fat man is also about the seventh layer of the mortal realm, so it should be no problem for him to win by himself, right? I don't know if I can bring weapons to the stage!

"You're fat, I'm just a little strong. ”

"Haha, your stomach is about to fall!"

"You ......" The little fat man began to be a little angry, and then calmly looked at Fang Tian again, disdainful in his heart. Cut! Look poor and sour, how strong can you be, and dare to brag?

"You wait! Crush me, when the time comes, you can choose your opponent when you go to the ring, I must beat you down!

"Then I'll wait for you. Listen, my name is Fang Tian, today's God!"

"I don't care which day you are today, yesterday, I ......"

"Eh, you don't need to say your name, I'll just call you little fatty. Fang Tian interrupted the fat man who wanted to sign up for his own number.

"Hmph, you're not qualified to know my name, I remember you!" said the little fat man with a glare.

"By the way, little fat man, when will you sign up for this?" Fang Tian said with a smile.

"You don't know how to read, don't you know how to read for yourself?"

Fang Tian didn't know how to read? He even said that he didn't know how to read...... Well, he really doesn't recognize the words now.

But can he say that he doesn't know how to read? He can't say it! He doesn't want to lose face!

"Is there one? Where is it? This is dense, I didn't find out where it was written?" he could only pretend to be stupid and grin.

"Isn't it? You're blind, it's due tomorrow!!" said the little fat man, pointing impatiently to the sign.

"You'd better hurry up and sign up, or I'll be missing a sandbag!"

Sandbag, hey, hey, I'm going to make you cry!

Then Fang Tian humbly asked for the place where the little fat man had already killed him several times with his eyes had signed up, and the little fat man pointed to him with an idiot-like gaze.

If you look in the direction he's pointing, oh, it's on the other side.

There was a gazebo with a long table in it, and there were quite a few people around.

On the outside of the gazebo is a large sign that reads 1, 2, 3...... How many words does this come from?

But the big red arrow on the top, he still recognized it at once.

"Hello, my name is Fang Tian!"

"Generous Fang, today's day!"

"Take it, here's your admission ticket!"