The more Tang Lang listened, the more he felt that something was wrong, why did I come to inquire about the classics, and I became educated by an old man for a long time, and I have nothing to do with you, why listen to your nagging lessons, I couldn't bear the unhappiness in my heart, and said loudly: "You don't need to worry about this, Elder Yan and I will definitely do our best to win glory for the academy, as for the reward or something, I believe the academy has its own saying." ”

"Also, in my opinion, there is no distinction between high and low martial arts and spells, but the way of cultivation is different. I'm a little student, I can learn whatever the tutor teaches, and I don't need so much thought!"

Tang Lang didn't want to offend the other party too much, so he kicked the ball to Ji Fengyu, he didn't want the other party to calm down: "What kind of martial arts and spells are not high or low? That's because you have shallow knowledge and don't understand all kinds of spells at all! Just with you, your cultivation achievements are also limited, hum!"

The dispute between martial arts and spells has been going on for a long time, and the two sides have always insisted on their own words: in general, the threshold for martial arts is low, as long as the body is healthy and enough effort can achieve certain results, while spells have higher requirements for knowing the sea, and only those who are smart and discerning can understand it. Therefore, it creates an illusion among the public: spells are more advanced than martial arts.

Tang Lang didn't want to dwell too much on this issue and cause unnecessary trouble, so he took a deep breath and said, "Elder Yan, this issue has been disputed for many years, why should you be a little student for me. I'm here to find a suitable book, so please make it easy!"

"Forget it, forget it, the old man is not difficult for you, there are times when you regret it. Tell me, what kind of classics are you looking for?" Yan Yuanzheng held his identity, and no longer delved into it, and was ready to go through the borrowing procedures for him.

"I haven't thought about this yet, I want to take a look at all the classics in the academy first, on the one hand, to choose the right ones for the players, and on the other hand, to master as many martial arts and spells as possible, so that I can know myself and my opponent in the competition. ”

Yan Yuanzheng listened to Tang Lang's answer and let out a sneer: "What a big breath! Look at all the classics of the academy? Do you know how many classics the academy has collected? These martial arts and spells have been painstakingly collected by countless lecturers and students in the past hundred years, even if they are open to you, you must maintain enough respect, where can you read them at will?"

"Why is this old man so annoying, grasping some trivial chatter!" Tang Lang's face also began to become unkind, and he replied coldly: "Elder Yan, I naturally remember the efforts of my predecessors! But if no one studies these classics, just put them on the shelf here, it will also be a disappointing effort of my predecessors." I haven't even read it, how do you know I'm flipping through it at random, maybe I can just remember it?"

"Okay!good!good!" Yan Yuanzheng smiled instead of being angry: "Since you are so confident, the old man will let you in and have a look, but I will accompany you all the way, record every classic book you have read, and I will check it when it is over." If you really write it down, the old man will naturally have nothing to say, but if you look at the flowers, the old man will definitely go back to the dean to remove you from the position of captain, even Ji Fengyu can't save you!"

Tang Lang smiled faintly: "Okay, since Elder Yan is so interested, why don't we add another gamble: if I write down all the classics I have read, Elder Yan needs to pay me another ten first-order spars;

After the two of them high-fived and swore an oath, Yan Yuanzheng no longer stopped him, but took the initiative to introduce: "There are four floors in the classic book hall, and the first floor is placed with mortal and beginner classics, the specific number is: two hundred and thirty-six mortal-level martial arts, one hundred and five beginner-level martial arts, three hundred and seventy-eight mortal-level spells, and ninety-two beginner-level spells!"

Tang Lang was calculating with the system the time it would take to look through all the classics, but he didn't react for a while, Yan Yuanzheng thought that he was shocked by such a large number of classics, and his face was proud: "It's no exaggeration to say that except for extremely out-of-the-way martial arts or spells, most of the classics in the entire Tianqing Kingdom have been included! Which of them do you want to see?"

Tang Lang confirmed with the system that as long as you quickly browse all the books, you can record them, a classic book only takes a few breaths, and it is only a day to collect all the classics, just take this opportunity to increase the data reserve of the system: "Oh, it's less than a thousand volumes, it's a day's work to read them all, it's better to read them all!"

"What? You want to see them all, in one day?" The corners of Yan Yuanzheng's mouth couldn't help twitching, and he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart: "Mess around with you, and we'll see how you end up when you're done!"

The two of them walked into the empty inner room together, and the rows of bookcases were densely packed with books, which had been divided into categories: martial arts were divided into fists, palms, fingers, elbows, knees, legs, feet, knives, spears, swords, and sticks...... There are a total of eighteen categories, and spells are divided into wind, fire, wood, water, earth, thunder, light, darkness, and underworld...... There are a total of nine categories, and Tang Lang is dazzled.

Calming down, Tang Lang walked to a row of cabinets on the very edge, took out a classic book "Red Flame Knife" from it, and quickly flipped through it: "Red Flame Knife, Ten Thousand Dao Knife Light Zhen Xuanyu, Thousand Heavy Red Flame Burst Meteor ......"

Yan Yuanzheng saw the other party's ten lines at a glance on the side, hurriedly browsed the classics, closed his eyes a little and took out the next classic book to continue watching, and after more than ten classics, he finally couldn't hold back: "Tang Lang, you are simply chewing peonies like a cow watching the classics like this, the old man has been in charge of the classics library for more than ten years, and he has never seen you like this, it is really ......"

Tang Lang quickly swept the last page of the classics in his hand before he replied slowly: "Elder Yan, don't be angry! I'm not crazy, I deliberately ran here to mess around, and it's not too late for you to take the exam when I finish reading all the classics!"

He no longer paid attention to Yan Yuanzheng's changing face, he just flipped through the classics one by one, and soon finished reading the row of cabinets in front of him, and began to check the next row of bookcases, still maintaining the speed of five to six breaths per classic.

Yan Yuanzheng really couldn't stand it, so he simply brushed his sleeves away, turned around and walked out of the classic library, walked towards a small courtyard in the depths of the academy, stopped in front of the courtyard gate, tidied up his robes neatly, tapped lightly on the door a few times, and asked softly: "Dean Zong, are you empty now?"

"Lao Yan, you can pick the time, I just made a pot of tea, come in and drink tea!" a calm and kind voice responded.

Yan Yuanzheng looked at his appearance again, and then pushed open the courtyard door and walked in lightly.

Entangled with Tang Lang in the classic hall for a long time, when he came to the dean's residence, it was already three poles in the sun, the bright sun slanted into the small courtyard, and the eyes could only be narrowed into a slit, a crane-haired and childish-faced, kind old man was sitting in the courtyard, in front of a delicate copper stove, on which was a fist-sized purple sand teapot, the red charcoal fire boiled the tea in the teapot, and the fragrance of tea came to the nose.

The old man was none other than Zong Bo, the dean of the Canglei Academy who had been in charge for decades, and a nine-rank spell master who enjoyed a reputation throughout the Tianqing Kingdom.

"Dean Zong!" Yan Yuanzheng bowed his hand and prepared to salute.

"Lao Yan, don't be formal! You are an old man in the courtyard, you have been in charge of the classics hall all the time, and you are rarely seen moving around, why do you want to come to me today?" Zong Bo stood up, took the teapot from the stove, poured a stream of clear and turquoise hot tea into the teacup, and handed it to his eyes.

Yan Yuanzheng wanted to speak and stopped, took the dean's fragrant tea with both hands, took a small sip slightly, and wanted to speak again, but was taken over by the dean: "Don't be in a hurry, this rhyme tea is not easy to come by, and after printing, it is even more calm and contemplative, taste the taste......" After speaking, Zong Bo also poured himself a cup of fragrant tea, closed his eyes and tasted it.

After a while, Zong Bo opened his eyes, and the tea set and copper stove disappeared with a wave of his hand, and then he asked, "What are you looking for me?"

Yan Yuanzheng couldn't wait to reply: "Dean, that's ......" He roughly told Tang Lang about it, and finally concluded: "Dean, Xiao Ji is a bit big this time, and the recommended Tang Lang is an impetuous person at first glance, I think it's better to change the candidate!"

Zong Bo's face did not change in the slightest, stroked his beard, nodded and said: "Xiao Ji is a slack person, he has always been able to hide when he encounters major events, and I also wanted him to lead the team in the previous tournament, but every time he was shirked by him for various reasons, this time if it wasn't for an old friend's request, Xiao Ji wouldn't have worked so hard to participate." Presumably, that Tang Lang is really a little outstanding, why don't you and I wait here and go to check the results together!"

Yan Yuanzheng was overjoyed when he heard this: Originally, he just wanted the dean to agree to remove Tang Lang from his position as captain, but now he actually said that the dean would go in person, Tang Lang, you must be completely exposed, see how you explain in front of the dean.

The two began to chat, Yan Yuanzheng took the opportunity to ask the dean for advice on a few difficulties in coming in to practice, and before he knew it, it was already sunset, and the management of the classic library came to report that Tang Lang had read all the classics on the first floor, and was ready to go to the second floor to continue reading the middle-level classics.

Yan Yuanzheng took the opportunity to say: "Dean, you have also heard that in less than a day, browsing nearly a thousand classics, how can this be remembered all, even if I have been in the classics library for more than ten years, I dare not boast that I can write down all the classics, this is simply a mouthful!"

Zong Bo frowned slightly, got up and said, "Don't judge for the time being, and wait for us to make a final conclusion after the teaching test!"

The two returned to the classics hall one after the other, Tang Lang was waiting at the staircase leading to the second floor, his eyes were bloodshot, and his expression was aggrieved, obviously it was not easy to read the classics all day.

Seeing Yan Yuanzheng returning, Tang Lang took a step forward: "Elder Yan, I have already finished reading all the mortal-level and entry-level classics, are you going to check it now or wait for me to finish reading the middle-level classics on the second floor?"