343 Your belt has a little meaning
Some examiners already had a few answers in their hearts, and most of their guesses fell on the border barracks that resisted the demon army.
Ye Haotian didn't know that he had already attracted the attention of many people. He was the fastest to finish the martial arts assessment, and he had to wait for all of the candidates to finish the exam before they could participate in the last Lingyuan test together.
Ye Haotian walked to the rest area on the sidelines, found a random place to sit down, picked up a glass of water and drank it slowly. It didn't take long for candidates to come to the rest area one after another. When they saw Ye Haotian, they were all jealous, and they all kept a distance from Ye Haotian.
After a short time, Long Eighteen actually came over, and then sat down beside Ye Haotian.
"You actually passed it too?" Ye Haotian looked at him and asked with interest.
Long Eighteen's eyes widened, and he said angrily: "What do you mean?! You don't want to see who my Long Eighteen is! I wonder how powerful my Long Family's bloodline battle technique Dragon Elephant Break is, how can I not cope with such a small scene? The so-called Dragon Elephant Break, that is, ......"
Thinking that this was not the first time that Long Eighteen had shown off, he said it quickly and quickly, and it all poured out in a blink of an eye. It wasn't until he finished speaking that he suddenly opened his mouth and stopped talking, and his face was extremely ugly.
Just now in the martial arts arena, Long Eighteen was beaten by Ye Haotian and was powerless, and was even beaten to vomit on the spot. The more he bragged about how badly the dragon elephant was broken now, the more ruthless his face became.
Long Eighteen suddenly remembered the waist and bracelet that he had lost to Ye Haotian, and his face immediately turned blue and black. Just by looking at his face, you can know that his authority position in the family is probably not low.
Staring at Ye Haotian, Long Eighteen really didn't know what to say, but the sullen breath in his heart really couldn't swallow it, and he snorted at the moment and said, "You are nothing great......! If ......"
This phrase was supposed to be how and how if we fought again. But halfway through the words, Long Eighteen remembered, I'm afraid that no matter how many more fights there are, the result will be the same. Ye Haotian's strange body and fierce fist strength, as long as the speed is not as fast as him, there is no solution at all.
After holding it for a long time, seeing that a mouthful of blood was about to spurt out, Long Eighteen took a sip and scolded hatefully, "It's really grandma's!" As for who this sentence is scolding, only he knows.
Long Eighteen is silent, but it doesn't mean that Ye Haotian must also be silent.
Ye Haotian suddenly turned his head and said, "That...... Brother Dragon. ”
Long Eighteen suddenly shuddered, his body straightened up instantly, moved a little to the side, and moved away from Ye Haotian.
Sure enough, Ye Haotian said: "Do you want to bet in the third game? I think you still have a belt on you, which is very interesting." ”
Long Eighteen suddenly had the heart to die, his mouth opened, and he couldn't shout the heroic word "gamble" no matter what.
Fortunately, at this time, all the martial arts exams of their team had been completed, and an examiner hurried over and ordered all the candidates to gather and rush to another examination room for the assessment of the last item.
The final assessment is to test the cultivator's spiritual element control and whether they have special bloodline abilities.
The test venue is in a closed cultivation room, and there are some special magic circles around the cultivation room, which will record all the performance of the candidates.
Ye Haotian walked into the cultivation room, and there was a disc full of runes on the table in the corner of the room, and there was a labyrinth-like spiral groove in the disc, and ten colored beads were placed in the middle of the compass.
This test is a test of intelligence and patience, the colored beads are specially made, and the speed of movement should not be too fast or too slow, otherwise the beads will automatically return to the original point, and the score will be scored according to the number of beads removed.
Ye Haotian held the edge of the disc in his hand, and slowly entered the spirit element, the runes connected to the colored beads on the disc were lit up one by one, and a strange feeling entered his divine soul, and a bead in the middle suddenly moved.
"It turned out to be a pulse shifting array. ”
Feeling the familiar feeling coming from the magic circle in the disc, Ye Haotian smiled faintly, as Zhao Tiangang's apprentice, his familiarity with the formation can be called a master's level, and after a little try, he understood what the rune array that controls the color beads is, and how can the difficulty of the maze above be compared with the rune line of the three-rank emperor's outfit, just for a moment, Ye Haotian moved all the beads out.
According to the rules of the exam, Ye Haotian also needed to practice in this cultivation room for half an hour, and show his best abilities, including spells, so that after being admitted in the future, the temple could conduct some special training according to the characteristics of the candidates.
The cultivation route written by Ye Haotian when he signed up was Wu Nian double cultivation, his thunderstorm technique was too powerful, naturally not suitable for performance, and the mountain and earth division technique also lost its effect in this cultivation room that was surrounded by magic circles, fortunately, the fire soul spell he learned could prove his identity, according to the rules, he casually threw a few fireballs in the designated position and then sat down and began to practice.
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When Ye Haotian was practicing, in a large hall not far from the cultivation room where he was, an elderly priest wearing a divine robe with a thin face was sitting at the table and looking through the files in his hand.
Footsteps sounded outside the door, and a young priest walked in.
"Hall Master, the results of the literary examination are out, and this is the results and rankings. The young priest handed a piece of silk paper with handwriting on the old priest's desk.
The old priest stretched out his hand and took a look, his eyelids lifted slightly, and he said in surprise: "Hey, someone actually got a perfect score, Ye Haotian? Isn't this the student recommended by Dongfang Shuo? He answered all the exam questions correctly?"
The young priest hurriedly replied: "Yes, and he handed in the paper in less than a stick of incense, and now all the halls are scrambling to take him under his door, I heard that he also scored full marks in the first game of the martial arts test, and the martial arts arena has won five consecutive victories, and now the final test is being conducted in the cultivation room, if nothing else, his name will definitely be on the list of the top three and first class in this year's freshmen." ”
"Yes, that's good. ”
The old priest groaned slightly, and said: "It's no wonder that all the halls are optimistic about him, but since Dongfang Shuo has handed him over to me, it's useless for them to fight if they want to, after the exam is over, you can take him directly to the apse to sign up." ”
"The apse?" The young priest paused for a moment, as if he couldn't believe his ears, and hesitated: "Hall Master, did you let him enter the apse?"
"Why, didn't I say it clearly enough?" said the old priest lightly.
"No, no. The young priest hurriedly shook his head and said, "The disciple is just a little surprised...... Since Ye Haotian is allowed to enter the apse, does his score need to be revised? After all, ......"
"No, I don't. ”
Before the young priest could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the old priest.