The next day, early in the morning.

When Takekura Moto, Sojiro Kusaka and Hibanya Winter Shiro arrived at the gate of the Ling Court, there were many people gathered in each assessment room.

Since the first assessment, most of the people have been brushed down, and the remaining more than 300 people have only been selected about fifty people in the second assessment, which shows the severity of the assessment of the Zhenyang Spiritual Academy.

Four city gates, each city gate 50 people, a year is about 200 people, missed this year, can only participate in next year's assessment. I heard that some people took seven or eight years to pass the exam in order to enter the Mao Spiritual Academy.

In Wu Cangyuan's eyes, there is nothing good about being a god of death, tired and half dead, with that bit of dead wages, if you are not careful, you will die, it is better to sit at your own home and drink tea, I really don't understand why everyone flocks to it.

Perhaps because of the reason that there was a Wucang Yuan yesterday, the other three city gates did not see the excitement except for those who participated in the assessment, but this city gate, which was crowded with people, all watched the excitement.

"When I first came here the day before yesterday, I had second-class Lingwei, which is really good."

"Cut, just coming to the Corpse Soul Realm doesn't mean that he hasn't cultivated for a few years in this world? What if he had been cultivating over there for more than ten years? Nothing surprising. ”

"Maybe he's a psychic over there, or one of those psychic mediums, and he'll be like this after death, is it worth making a fuss about?"

"No fuss, so what are you going to see?"

Wearing a hat, Wu Cangyuan walked through the crowd, listening to the rumors in his ears, and really wanted to end the assessment early and go home to sleep.

Ten large grids were painted at the gate of the city, each of which was about fifty meters long and wide, which was enough for the Grim Reaper, which could not be used in battle, but for the candidates who wanted to enter the school.

There were also quite a few strange people at the edge of the checkered, these people were dressed in uniform black robes, wearing hats that covered their faces, and holding magic staff in their hands, like mages.

With a casual glance, Wu Cangyuan knew that these people were not the god of death, but the ghost people.

The Ghost Dao Sect is an organization that is good at ghost paths in the Ling Ling Court, responsible for the boundary gate and other ghost path affairs, and is usually managed by the chief captain.

It is estimated that when the assessment begins, these ghost people will open the barrier to prevent accidental injury.

After a while, the assessment officially began. There are two Grim Reaper examiners in each examination room, one holding a wooden knife, standing in the center of the examination room, and the other standing at the edge of the examination room, which should be the referee, and beside the referee, there is also a student wearing a spiritual school uniform as a recorder.

There were more than 300 candidates, and each of them was numbered, so when it was Wucang Yuan's turn, it was almost noon.

"The 247th candidate, Wu Cang Yuan, within thirty seconds, if the candidate does not rush to the examination room to report, it will be regarded as a waiver, and will be punished with contempt for the Ling Ting." The Grim Reaper referee in the eighth examination room shouted loudly.

When the words of the Grim Reaper were just spoken, the scene was in an uproar.

When the previous candidate has just been assessed, the referee will call the next candidate to be ready, and the time is generally five minutes, but Wu Cangyuan is only half a minute, obviously the referee is putting on small shoes for Wu Cangyuan, the purpose is to make him abstain and be punished by the Ling Ting.

Under normal circumstances, the examiner will not embarrass the candidates, there is no injustice or hatred, who will embarrass them, as for why this is so, no one knows.

"I'm here." Takekura Yuan suddenly raised his hands and shouted loudly.

Fortunately, he was in front of Sojiro Kusaoguan, and when Sojiro Kusaka came to the No. 8 examination room, Takekura Yuan realized that the candidates were assigned the examination room according to the number, No. 1 to No. 30 No. 1 examination room, and No. 31 to 60 was No. 2, so he was in the No. 8 examination room like Sojiro Caoguan.

Fortunately, I waited by the side of the examination room in advance, otherwise I would have been cheated by the shameless referee.

Hearing Wu Cangyuan's voice, the lively people were happy, and they all looked at the Death Examiner.

The Grim Reaper examiner's face was slightly angry, obviously disliking seeing this scene, he snorted and said, "You wait, you will be next." ”

On the surface, this is to say that he is the next to be assessed, but Wu Cangyuan heard the implication of this - you wait, the next one will make you look good.

Touching his chin, he thought about it carefully, and made sure that he didn't offend any Grim Reaper, could it be that this Grim Reaper has a leg with the Gao Yuan family or the Koyanagi family? It's possible.

Sojiro Kusakai's battle ended quickly, and in the face of the frantic attack of the Grim Reaper, Sojiro Kusakai only held on for a minute, and was finally knocked out of the field by a wooden knife.

"Both offensive and defensive, orderly, and balanced abilities, but a little impatient between attacks, too impetuous, among all candidates, count it as the best." The referee said to the recorder next to him.

The recorder, who was a student of the Academy of Spiritual Arts, also agreed when he heard this, bowed his head and quickly wrote on the notebook.

"Candidate No. 247, Takekura Moto."

Wu Cangyuan immediately raised his hand, stepped into the examination room, and said with a smile: "I'm here." ”

"I'm a little tired, you come here, I'll rest." The Grim Reaper, who was in charge of the battle, suddenly changed his mind and pointed to a teenager on the edge of the examination room.

The boy was dressed in white at the top and blue at the bottom, with blue stripes on his sleeves, clearly the men's school uniform of the Mao Spiritual Academy. And this man looked a little familiar, and I remember seeing him often next to the girl.

"Teacher, I'm a little unaccustomed to using a wooden knife, can I use my shallow punch?" The boy raised his hand and shouted at the Grim Reaper examiner.

His words seemed to be threatening Takekura Yuan, which made him feel a little uneasy, and he always felt that he was involved in something terrible.

The Grim Reaper examiner didn't think about it, nodded and said, "Allowed, but if it's a real knife, it will injure the candidate by mistake, so it must be clicked." ”

didn't even hesitate at all, obviously they had discussed it before, and now they are just acting for the audience.

Boy: "Yes, Teacher. ”

After speaking, the candidate slowly walked into the examination room, with a sinister smile on his face, staring coldly at Wu Cangyuan.

At this moment, Wu Cangyuan felt that he had the taste of a sheep in the tiger's mouth.

"I'm sorry, as a candidate, you should use a wooden knife in a proper manner." The young man pulled out the shallow punch on his waist, pointed at Wu Cangyuan, and said with a wicked smile.

What the? I use a wooden knife, but you are a real knife and a real gun? Is there still a royal law in this world? Is there a royal law?

However, it doesn't matter, I'm here to lose, try to make myself rank as low as possible, so that I can brush it out and don't have to be a grim reaper.

Takekura Yuan untied the slashing knife at his waist and handed it to Sojiro Grass Crown, anyway, the slashing knife was bound to him, and he was not afraid of being stolen, and it was useless for others to take it. Then, he took the wooden knife handed over by one of the trainees.

Then, the ghost Dao people at the edge of the venue opened their enchantment, enveloping the two of them in the examination room.

"Takekura Moto, is it? Although I don't know what happened to you and Minako the day before yesterday, it doesn't matter, I don't want to know, as long as you know, I'll cut off your hands today. The young man said in a loud voice.

The voice was very small, and because of the enchantment, people outside couldn't hear what the boy said at all. However, everyone is holding grievances for Wucang Yuan, how can a person with a wooden knife be able to beat someone with a slashing knife? This is a conspiracy, and it must be a trick of the Takahara family.

Many people have a hatred of the rich, especially the young master of the plateau family has a particularly bad reputation outside, and seeing him appear at this time, he also used this kind of indiscriminate means, which aroused the anger of the people.

Takekura Yuan was surprised: "Oh! So, are you the young master of the plateau? ”

The young man sneered and said, "So you know? Let me tell you, my name is Takahara Kei, and I am the eldest son of the Takahara family, and the one you met here yesterday is my fiancée Minako Koyanagi. ”

Wu Cangyuan touched the back of his head and said with a smile: "This name is not good." ”

"Huh?" Gao Yuanqing looked puzzled, his name was given to him by his father to celebrate the birth of his first son, there was nothing wrong with naming him.

Takekura Yuan continued: "No wonder it's flat-chested, Minako Koyanagi, Koyanagi is not **, hey, the name is careless." ”

Gao Yuanqing was furious, waved his hand shallowly, rushed towards Wucang Yuan, and shouted loudly: "Look for death." ”