"Hello teacher."

"Hello teacher."

Greetings rang out, and students continued to walk into the dojo from the door, and the aura emanating from each of them was quite not weak, at least stronger than Ning Xu's battle qi cultivation at this time.

He looked at the stack of spirit paper in his hand, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but the gaze of the students in the audience became a little dangerous.

"Good morning, teacher."

With another greeting, Ning Xu raised his head and walked into the dojo in the dark night, the mark on his hand that symbolized the simplified spirit array was shining.

At this time, there were already dozens of students in the dojo, Ning Xu picked up his mobile phone and looked at the time, it was only a minute or two before the class bell rang.

"Okay, the squad leader will call the names, and then count the list of those who are late today, those who didn't come, and send me a letter."

After standing up and greeting the podium, Ning Xu took the spirit paper and spread it on the ground one by one, and wrote his name on each spirit paper with a black pen.

Outside of the first time, there are lines intertwined on each piece of paper, forming different spiritual arrays, which stay on the paper.

Offstage, the so-called squad leader was taking the roll call, but offstage, he was familiar with those who answered.

The list Ning Xu didn't look at it, cultivators were already scarce, and it was normal for there to be only a few hundred people in a grade, but the students in the audience would definitely not reach the number they should have.

Suffice it to say, at least half of them didn't come.

Ning Xu sneered, he knew that some people thought that he was unworthy of this formation master, but did he really think that he was easy to bully?

He carefully observed the people in the audience, there were at least a dozen familiar faces, most of them were children of some big families in the capital.

"Huh? Are all these guys here? Those who didn't come seem to be some civilian-born professionals who claim to be geniuses. ”

This situation made Ning Xu a little crying and laughing, and he himself became one of the few gentlemen in the capital, not to be heard of by civilians, but these families are all very honest.

Well, to be honest, since Otan invaded the imperial capital, Ning Lou has been involved in Otan alone.

Whether it is Ning Lou himself or the Ning family in the capital, they are famous for a while, the family is not without a strong person, nor is it without the power of the Duke realm, however.

However, the problem is that there are strong people, but most of those duke-level powers are resident on the border, and besides, none of the duke powerhouses on the border can face the true god alone.

Yes, Ning Lou is only facing a duke-level demon god clone, but after all, it is a demon god, even if he does not have great power, a king's law perception, and combat experience is definitely not comparable to the duke.

The same unit of power may only exert the power of 1 in the hands of ordinary dukes, but in the hands of true gods, it is possible to play the power of two, or even three.

Most of the children of the cultivator family are painstaking in their cultivation, and there are very few behaviors that rob the people's daughters and cause trouble, but the arrogance in their hearts is indispensable.

But these arrogances all come from the extremely powerful elders of their own family, from the resources given by the family, and from the talents given by their parents who are cultivators.

It can be said that under the king, in the capital, Ning Lou can be regarded as invincible, and as the only direct junior of such a strong man, how can a son of a family dare to provoke Ning Xu?

Well, Zheng Han doesn't count.

Jingle bells!

The crisp class bell rang, looking at the dozens of students who hurriedly broke into the classroom, Ning Xu sneered, just waved his hand, motioned for them to come in, and didn't say much.

"Okay, you don't know me, I don't know you, and you don't need to know my name, after all, if you don't pass this exam, you won't see me in class again."

"I've also read your previous homework and the test papers of the previous exams, and each of these spirit papers on the ground has a name written on it, come, the squad leader will send it."

"I have 'tailored' spirit arrays for each person according to your level, and I made it clear in advance that these spirit arrays are lethal."

"When you start to crack it, these spirit arrays will start working, and if they are not completed within ten minutes, you will be attacked."

"The lethality is not high, it will not be fatal, but it will be injured, no matter what method you use, whether you arrange the spirit array to protect yourself, or crack it."

"As long as you rely on the formation method and are not attacked in the end, you will pass the exam."

After saying these words, Ning Xu paused, took out three more pieces of spirit paper, took the magnet and pasted it on the blackboard, and turned around.

"If someone wants to run for the representative of the undergraduate course, after passing the test, they can challenge these spirit arrays, the three spirit arrays, which are the broken spirit arrays drawn by the three methods of rune array, dot matrix, and pattern array."

"The challenger can choose one or more of them, the more powerful the spirit array after completion, the higher the score can get, and the one with the highest score can be elected!"

"In addition, the squad leader comes up, if you want to arrange another formation by yourself, the students who come to pass this exam, two per person, if you don't use up, you need to hand it in at the end, let's start."

Among the more than 100 people, a few people who raised their hands looked lonely, like warriors facing challenges, and like madmen who sent themselves to death.

Mo Qingshan chuckled, closed his eyes, and silently ran the Emperor Decision, he had guessed about the national fortune before, and now he found that it was really good.

These more than 100 people cracked the spirit array made by him himself, which was tantamount to fighting with him in the air, so there were constantly wisps of national fortune pouring into his dantian.

This kind of battle can provide little national luck, but it can't stand the large number of people, hundreds of people continue to provide national luck, and Mo Qingshan must concentrate on refining.

After all, the capacity of the dantian is limited, and if it is not refined, it will soon be filled, and it will be difficult to continue to absorb the national fortune.

In the Endless National Fortune package, the core of the fireball-like fire spiritual power bloomed with bursts of firelight, emptying a small area around him.

Compared to before, the spiritual power core has become much brighter, and although the spiritual power has not yet recovered to the level of cultivation sufficient, it is already comparable to before entering the awakening space.

It can be said that as long as it takes a while, after his spiritual power cultivation is restored to the level of a new knight, he can take the initiative to absorb the spiritual energy and recover quickly.

"Whew!" Mo Qingshan opened his eyes, took out a small test tube, and exhaled a breath, and the golden energy spread and then precipitated at the bottom of the test tube, like mercury.

"Well, you can take it back and let my brother use it first, I remember that he still needs to refine his spiritual power, otherwise, it will be a little difficult to be promoted, ah, it's really not worry-free, obviously I'm the younger brother."