The intense competition is finally about to begin.

The three incense sticks on the high platform had been burned, and the moment the last incense ash fell to the ground, the eight commanders lifted them from different eight directions and landed on the high platform to face everyone.

Each of them is radiant and handsome, although they are of different ages and have different cultivations, but their outstanding temperament is incomparable to the people in the audience.

The commander named Qin Ruyi, who appeared in front of Lin Dong for the first time, was the youngest, and he was almost a fledgling in front of the others.

As soon as these people appeared on the stage, the audience was silent. A man in a dark robe standing in the middle cleared his throat and said loudly, "Welcome to the annual Tianjiao Competition, every year there will be new blood injected into our huge camp of immortal cultivation, and the Tianjiao Championship will be the result of testing your immortal cultivation this year, without further ado, I will explain the rules of this year......"

Lin Dong listened carefully to the blind work of the leaders on the stage, and felt particularly like the long nonsense of the leaders before the company's member meeting.

"Our rules are divided into literary and martial arts."

Before he could finish speaking, there was an uproar below. Someone whispered: "In previous years, there was no literary exam." ”

"That's right, who made this rule?"

"The literary test seems to be a test of those difficult spells and the like."

"But the secret law books of each sect are not the same, how can this be tested?"

"Ahem, I know you have a lot of questions. In the past, we didn't have a literary test, only a martial arts test, so many of us, although they won the competition, but his character quality was very low, and some people couldn't even remember the basic rules and regulations of their sect, not to mention the general regulations of our Star Continent. Is it just to bully the weak and run rampant on this continent? I tell you, everyone who thinks like this will be eliminated! ”

Lin Dong looked at the people on the stage without saying a word, and he suddenly felt that the young man who spoke righteously looked like the principal of his high school days. He remembered that when he was in his third year of high school, the principal of the pledge meeting stood on the stage like that young man and reprimanded them indignantly, telling them what the purpose of learning was.

The audience fell silent again, and the people listening to the lecture bowed their heads obediently like elementary school students who had done something wrong, but in fact they were racking their brains to think about what kind of rules their sect was, as well as those jerky and difficult to understand classics.

Some people are calm and calm, with a confident smile on their faces all the time. And some people are sad, it is obvious that this kind of people are scumbags, and at first glance, they usually do not follow the rules well and do not study well.

And our male protagonist, Mr. Lin Dong, took out his mobile phone from his arms, found the APP that the old man asked him to download, and flipped through all the secret law books of the Xianyun Sect, important regulations, spells and sect regulations, all of which were compiled into writing, and used what he had learned before to imprint them all into his mind.

By the time he had done all this, the talkative young man on the stage had already shut up. Several young men in blue robes were brought to the stage together to participate in the first literary examination competition.

Before the game, Qin Ruyi, the commander of the small order, took out a two-foot-long wooden incense stick and lit it, and the fragrance rose in a curling manner, like a straight line. Xiao Qin Gongzi's voice also floated in the air pleasantly: "The literary test begins, those who have answered all the questions in a stick of incense and have a correct rate of more than 90% can stay and continue to participate in the next round, and those who are eliminated from the literary examination will be exempted from the qualification to participate in the martial arts examination." There are three competitions in total. ”

Lin Dong raised his head and watched quietly.

Several young people stood in a row in front of their eyes, revealing a looming computer-screen answer board similar to that found in a variety show, with different questions on each person's answer board. Although they are next to each other, they can't cheat each other to remind them.

The commander stood in front of each of them, staring at them with fierce eyes. Once it is discovered that someone is talking to each other, they will directly abolish the cultivation on the spot.

Everyone in the audience abandoned and looked at the few people on the stage silently answering the questions, although they couldn't see their faces, and they couldn't see what kind of questions appeared on their question boards, but they all sweated silently for them, and at the same time they were all nervous for themselves.

It's like a big guy coming to take the art exam that he is best at, but in the first two seconds before the exam, the invigilator suddenly tells you that you want to take the written test first, and the level of this written test is more important than the talent show! As a result, those scumbags who usually don't like to study panicked at this moment.

Although they were not so serious when they learned those jerky and old-fashioned laws, and they did not memorize those secret codes one by one, it would be a pity if they were ruined in the literary examination competition.

Lin Dong secretly thought, there are actually rigid times in this competition, such as this so-called literary test that attaches importance to "quality", some people have good memory, but their character is not good, although he can tacitly pass all those rules and even the mainland patriarchy, he is still a scum in the end.

It seems that no matter where or in which world, there are such unfair things, which shows that the so-called fairness and justice are not absolute, and there are no absolute things.

After Mu Qing'er saw him glance at his phone twice, she kept standing there in a daze, and said quietly, "Are you sure about the literary test?" ”

Lin Dong smiled, "Of course I'm sure, it's all here." He pointed to his head, "No matter what he takes, I have a standard answer here." ”

Mu Qing'er nodded, "That's good, then I'll rest assured." ”

The time for a stick of incense passed quickly, and Xiao Qin Gongzi said loudly, "Ladies and gentlemen, please turn your backs first." The people all turned around and faced the crowd in the audience, their faces full of frustration. It seems that none of those questions should have been answered correctly.

Qin Ruyi was the marker of the first literary exam, he quickly reviewed the answers of those people one by one, Yuebai Fengqing's face showed a helpless expression, he turned around and said, "The result of this game is very unsatisfactory, and only Li Gongzi of Zhuyuling has a correct rate of more than 90%, and the rest are all eliminated." ”

The young man in a dark robe standing on the far right, with a faint smile on his face, turned around and thanked Xiao Qin Gongzi, and then stepped off the stage.