"Hiss......"

"Someone has handed in the papers, who?"

"It's a fresh face, I've never seen it."

"So fast? How did he do it? ”

After hearing Ling Xia's handover, there was a sudden sound of inhaling cold air in the square, and everyone turned their eyes to Ling Xia in unison, looking at him intently, at this moment, he became the focus of everyone's eyes.

Just when everyone looked at Ling Xia with a shocked face, suddenly, a handsome young man stood up in the middle of the west side, and the man glanced at Ling Xia with a calm face, and then said to the invigilator in a flat tone: "Students also hand in papers." ”

Seeing that someone got up and handed in the paper again, everyone looked at the young man again, even Ling Xia was stunned, the reason why Ling Xia was able to hand in the paper so quickly was because he knew the exam questions in advance, and he had been reciting and writing the answers frantically in recent days, so he was able to write the answers in a short time.

But the young man was second only to himself to complete the answer, if the other party did not know the answer in advance, that is, the other party had real talent and real learning, otherwise it would be impossible to hand in the paper so quickly, and under curiosity, Ling Xia also looked at the other party along everyone's line of sight.

When I looked closely, I saw that it was a young man in his twenties, with a tall figure, a good appearance, starry eyes and sword eyebrows, handsome and chic, this person was wearing a linen shirt and a pair of coarse cloth shoes on his feet, looking shabby and sloppy but calm.

"Autumn falls north."

"The new champion."

"He's here too."

After recognizing the identity of the man, there was a commotion in the crowd, it turned out that this young man's name was Qiu Luobei, and he was the new champion of this year's imperial examination.

This son Wen Taowu is all fine, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are omnipotent, known as the Xia Dynasty 800 years of literary talent first, after winning the first palace test, he was named the champion of today, because there is a "north" in his name, the emperor gave it the title of "North Qilin".

Finding out the origin of the autumn fall, Ling Xia suddenly had a headache, this autumn fall north is magnificent, calm and calm, at first glance it is not a simple person, and this kind of person is trying to compare literary talents, Ling Xia has no confidence in his heart, glanced at him, Ling Xia secretly bitter: "I knew this, it is better to go to the general's side." ”

Ling Xia's thought had just risen, and suddenly, a young man in armor stood up in the back row, this person was carrying a red giant knife, with a heroic and uninhibited personality, a resolute appearance, a heroic posture, and a majestic momentum.

"I thought I would be the first to hand in the papers, but I didn't expect to get a third, it seems that I underestimate the world's talents." With a wild laugh, the man stood up, picked up the exam paper in his hand, and threw it away, and the exam paper floated straight in front of Nangong Xiongba as if someone had entrusted him.

Seeing this kung fu, all the people on the scene showed a trace of shock, the paper of this test paper was as light as a feather, but after the man threw it, it flew towards the target as if it was floating in the air, stable and powerful, with sufficient stamina, and was not affected by external forces at all on the way, which was clearly the cultivation of the realm of true qi.

After throwing out the exam paper, the man no longer paid attention to the exam paper, untied a wine gourd from his waist, drank a few sips, drank the wine, buckled the wine lid, dragged the string and put the wine gourd on his shoulder, hugged Ling Xia and Qiu Luobei, and then walked towards the field with his head held high.

This person's position is almost a hundred meters away from Nangong Xiongba, but the exam paper he threw flew towards Nangong Xiongba without being affected in the slightest, and after a few breaths, the exam paper flew in front of Nangong Xiongba, and when the test paper floated to the front and back, the strength happened to be exhausted, and he fell down.

Looking at the slowly falling exam paper in front of him, Nangong Xiongba gently reached out and grabbed the test paper in his hand, he did not check the content of the test paper, but looked at the direction where the young man left, Nangong Xiongba showed a look of surprise and surprise.

"Is that ----- win ----- win the world?"

"He is the grandson of Zhenguo Gong to win the sky------ win the world."

"Ying Qiankun is twenty-five years old this year, and he has already stepped into the realm of true qi."

The "Furious Battle" division under his command is known as the invincible Iron Cavalry Division. ”

"He came here to participate in the competition to recruit relatives, and it seems that he is determined to win the princess."

"The youngest True Qi realm master, the youngest division commander, no one in the world can compare."

Ling Xia, who originally regretted sneaking into the scholar's position and planned to return to the general's camp, suddenly showed a trace of bitterness on his face after hearing the surrounding discussions, looking at Ying Qiankun's heroic and uninhibited figure, thinking of his terrifying background, Ling Xia sighed, and then obediently sat back in his position.

Looking around at the candidates left and right, looking at the autumn and falling north in the wind, and looking at the dashing and debauched Ying Qiankun, Ling Xia subconsciously shook the folding fan, wiped his nose, and whispered with a depressed face: "It seems that this competition is a little troublesome." ”

The appearance of Qiuluo North and Win Qiankun obviously exceeded everyone's expectations, whether it was Bei Qilin or Win Qiankun, they were all characters from their respective fields, and the competition between the two of them originally made this competition full of unknowns. Now with the addition of a dark horse ---- Ling Xia, the result of this trial is even more confusing.

Time passes minute by minute, see that the incense candle has burned more than half, if you don't answer the question, I'm afraid you won't be able to miss the preliminaries, rather than not writing a word to hand in the blank paper, it is better to write a few words, you can write as much as you want, and it is better to write it than not to write.

Based on the idea that they would rather write less than not write, the candidates began to write the Taizu Ancient Teachings silently, and everyone racked their brains desperately to recall, trying to recall the content of the Taizu Ancient Teachings, and striving to be able to write a few more paragraphs, so that every time they wrote one more word, they could rank first.

"When the time comes, everyone stops writing and submits papers."

After the time of half a pillar of incense, the chief examiner Nangong Xiongba got up and announced that he would stop writing and hand in the papers, and when he heard the order, the officials in charge of the invigilation in the square supervised the candidates to take the stage to hand in the papers, and after everyone handed in the test papers, Nangong Xiongba told everyone that the Hanlin Academy would read the papers in the afternoon, and the list would be announced in the evening, and the qualified ones would enter the forbidden city tomorrow morning to participate in the preliminaries.

This exam is based on the Taizu ancient precepts, where more than half of the content of the Taizu ancient precepts is qualified, the rest are eliminated, the preliminary results and the latter exam are cumulative, and the top five candidates in the total score will be eligible to enter the finals, and the emperor will personally take the exam.

Hearing that only five candidates were selected for the finals, the more than 50,000 candidates on the scene all gasped, and five people were selected out of more than 50,000 people, which is simply a ratio of one in a million, I don't know what kind of people are qualified to enter the finals?