The first level of the entrance test is over, and the goodbye Qin Fang and others, as well as Tan Xin, Guo Yingying, and an unknown child, all went to the second level under the leadership of Zhuo Jiuxing. After a few levels of testing, the results were as Su Yiyun expected, the first four people who were familiar with it had no problem, and the last one didn't even have time to let others know his name, so he quit.

As for Su Yiyun himself, he has a letter of recommendation from the City Lord of Water City, and he does not need to take the exam to enter the school directly. And he didn't want to play the role of "although I have a backstage, I just want to prove myself", so he said hello to Zhuo Jiuxing and went directly to the reporting office.

When night fell, Su Yiyun, who had already opened the valley, did not go to the cafeteria of the college, but sat alone on the bed in the single bedroom, closed his eyes, vomited and returned to the yuan, thinking about the future in his mind.

"After a whole year, it will be the triennial Jintian Competition, and students from the first to the third year can participate, and the most qualified person in the entire Star Luo Academy to compete for this place should be the children of the three major martial arts families in Star Luo City-Qin Mengyan is also one of them. But this year, Fang Hao and I came, no matter how prominent and diligent they were, they couldn't escape the fate of failure. ”

Su Yiyun thought silently, although he didn't want to admit it, but compared to those so-called elites who were talented after the age of fourteen, only Fang Hao, a young man with a talent against the sky, could get into his eyes. No matter how much he hated Fang Hao, he had to face him squarely.

Fang Hao is an opponent. At the age of nine, he was born with the first weight, if he was allowed to get the top resources of Star Luo Academy again, I don't know if his cultivation would improve by leaps and bounds. And if you cultivate for one year by yourself, you can only reach the level of the fifth level of innate at most.

That's right! In a year's time, no matter how evil Fang Hao is, it will be impossible to break through the fourfold level in a row, and at that time, his cultivation will not be as good as mine, and his actual combat experience will not be as good as mine, even if he is converted to this world, he will have natural powers, and his Golden Crow Tianlun Gong will not be a vegetarian.

Let's just win without a fight. Su Yiyun opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a hint of joy. Before, he still saw that Fang Hao was too impulsive, and when he calmed down and thought about it, he could find that Fang Hao couldn't get in his way for the time being.

"In this way, the real competitors should still be the children of the family, and the most powerful among them may be hacked against me outside the competition. I must not be harmed by them, if I can't become the first to advance to the Holy Capital Academy next year, my life process will be delayed by four years. That would be all in vain. ”

Be sure to become the first in Xingluo within this year!

Twelve-year-old Su Yiyun secretly swore to the moonlight outside the window that no one knew how much power still existed in his small body.

.......

Star Luo Academy is a high-level martial arts academy in Star Luo City, which offers a number of subjects prepared to bring young girls closer to professional martial artists-

Physical Fitness Section, Martial Arts Section, Internal Strength Cultivation Section, Intelligence Strategy Section. In addition, there are general compulsory subjects such as mathematics and physics, biology, literature, and etiquette. For students who want to learn other vocational skills, the college also offers corresponding subjects, whether it is piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, official and business, or even forging weapons and doctors, the college has first-class teachers to teach them. Star Luo Academy is not only an academy rich in high-level martial artists, but also a place to nurture the pillars of the country.

There is also a grade system. This grade system is not the first level of Su Hao's original world, but is promoted based on the results of each subject, the highest third grade. An outstanding talent like Zhuo Jiuxing, who is excellent in all subjects, even if he can't go to Shengdu Academy, he can stay in this college and be a substitute teaching assistant who enjoys the benefits of senior students, and when he wants to graduate, he can graduate.

There are strong and weak, and if the college is large, there will be the kind of student who has passed all the entrance tests but is injured Zhongyong. There are many people who can't cultivate enough to be innate and will never be able to advance to the third grade, and Su Yiyun, a student who has reached the standard of the third grade just by entering the school, can't be promoted to the second grade if he doesn't take all the other compulsory courses, such a rule. Students who fail to make the cut for three consecutive years will be ordered to withdraw from the course.

There is also Jintian Dabi, which is a stage that only belongs to the hardest-working geniuses. There are hundreds of students, all of them are elites, and among them, one of the strongest people will be promoted to the Holy Capital Academy, and the competition is fierce, and it is not too much to exaggerate what shadow tragedy will appear. Zhuo Jiuxing is not a child of a family, nor is he a perverted genius, with his innate ability at the age of twenty, it is already good to be a veritable elite. Therefore, he would not have any jealousy towards Su Yiyun and Fang Hao for grabbing places, because the quota for ascending to the Cloud Tower did not belong to him in the first place.

But under the cloud tower, there will definitely be a bloody battle.

......

In the morning, Su Yiyun got up on time and practiced on time. Although the academy teaches courses, the management is relaxed, everyone has a separate dormitory, for Su Yiyun, deliberately forming a gang is even more avoidable, and it can also eliminate the possibility of people with bad intentions mixing around him.

But providence seems to have deliberately prevented him from studying alone. When it was time for class on this day, Su Yiyun walked into the exquisitely decorated pure wood school, and the first voice he heard was Tan Xin's voice calling him.

"Su Yiyun, you have also been assigned to this class. Great, come and sit here!" the young man raised his little hand with excitement on his face and waved it vigorously towards Su Yiyun. Su Yiyun saw that all the students in the school looked at him because of this, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.

"Hmm. With a standard smile, he walked to the table near Tan Xin's desk in a few steps and sat down cross-legged.

"Hmph, why did you call him here?" Guo Yingying's voice came out coldly. Su Yiyun looked back and found that Guo Yingying was sitting at Tan Xin's back table.

These two guys are really destined to get close.

He couldn't help but shake his head with true feelings, and Tan Xin was caught in the middle, seeing Su Yiyun with a helpless but profound expression, he could only laugh awkwardly twice, and turned his head to appease Guo Yingying.

After a while, there was the sound of light footsteps outside the door, and Su Yiyun cheered up, intending to listen to what the etiquette class of the simulated world was like. After all, this is the world of the spirit of holiness, and it should be possible to analyze a lot of the understanding of the spirit of holiness from the rituals taught by the teacher.

However, the moment the teacher of the etiquette class walked into the school, Su Yiyun's heart jumped extremely powerfully.

Silver-haired and white-bearded, Wen Zhongdao.

Okay. Su Yiyun covered his eyes, and his heart was a little immune to the extremely familiar people who appeared around him one after another.

Wen Zhongdao looked kind, fairy-eyed, and said gently, "Last year's old students or this year's freshmen, welcome to the old man's lecture hall, the old man's surname is Wen, and he is your etiquette teacher." ”

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In the morning, it is a compulsory course, and in the afternoon, it is time for the martial arts class.

The sky was clear, and Su Yiyun and a group of classmates went to the extremely large martial arts arena. The martial arts teacher surnamed Ouyang slowly walked in front of them in a loose martial robe. He has thick eyebrows and crossed eyes, a square face, and through his robe, you can feel his powerful body and the abundant internal force in it.

His voice was like a huge wave: "Freshmen, today is your first martial arts course when you enter the Star Luo Academy. I don't talk nonsense, because the people who can come to Xingluo are all children with dreams of martial arts. When you step on a large number of people and stand on this martial arts arena, you must have the consciousness to squeeze everything out of yourself in order to chase your dreams. ”

I saw him take out a set of black iron locks from his robe, and smiled slyly at the bewildered young girls and girls.

"Everyone put on four iron locks, and then ran 50,000 meters around this martial arts arena, and it started immediately. Those who don't finish before the sun goes down will double tomorrow. ”

"Ahh

The howls of the students were one after another, and they were instantly suppressed by the stern teacher Ouyang. Su Yiyun didn't speak, just silently stared at the black iron lock in the teacher's hand for a while.

Almost without thinking about it, Su Yiyun saw through the true intention of wearing the iron lock. Sure enough, after everyone reluctantly put on the iron lock and prepared to run laps, their faces all collapsed.

To block internal qi, you can only use the acquired realm of physical training to do physical training. The youngest student here is eleven years old, and the oldest is sixteen years old, not to mention that their physical development is not complete, and they still have to wear heavy iron locks that seal their internal qi. And there are still four or five hours before sunset, and if you calculate accurately, you can't complete this amount of training even if you don't have at least the eighth body of the day after tomorrow.

This teacher's educational style is really like the opening remarks. Su Yiyun thought without any waves in his heart.

"Su Yiyun, you are out of the ranks. Just as Su Yiyun was about to run away with the iron lock with a relaxed attitude, the stern square-faced teacher suddenly stopped him.

"Do you have any orders?" asked Su Yiyun. Everyone's eyes were on him.

"You put on my locks and run 100,000 meters. With that, the square-faced teacher rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs, removed the iron lock he was wearing, and handed it to Su Yiyun.

Su Yiyun's heart moved, and he reached out to pick it up, but the iron lock fell on his hand and fell directly beyond his strength, making his waist bend alive.

The extreme ice is extremely cold, and you can feel a piercing breath of ice just by holding it! After Su Yiyun held it and shivered twice, he found that all the veins on his body were blocked, and this was not all, the cold qi penetrated into the skin, as if he wanted to freeze all the blood vessels and meridians.

"Don't you understand? This is a 'cold and deep iron lock' specifically for innate martial arts prisoners, not a real strong person, the body will collapse in less than two sticks of incense, and then in addition to the luck of death to resist the cold, the whole body will not have the strength to move, and finally close to death. Ouyang said with a smile.

Su Yiyun was stunned when he heard this, he opened his mouth dumbly, and spit out the tone of "You're kidding" for the first time in his life.

"Huh?"

Tan Xin next to him looked at him sympathetically, and then he was also inspired to run hard. Even Guo Yingying, who was not used to looking at Su Yiyun by nature, was surprised, and it was the first time in her history that she had stared at him for so long.

After three incense sticks, Su Yiyun fell on the martial arts arena, and his innate third-weight body only ran less than nine thousand meters, and his fair face was frozen alive into a blue-purple ......

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A year later, Su Yiyun began the long road of conquering the "cold and iron lock" without hindrance. The body goes beyond the limit, falls, and surpasses the limit, and the internal qi fights back under the weight of the master's countless near-death efforts, as strong as scattered weeds in the snow. He studied liberal arts during the day, followed by special training in the afternoon and evening, and meditated late at night. He had forgotten the complicated thoughts he had had when he came to the academy, let down his super vigilance, and even his imaginary enemies had been left behind by him.

There is only one thought in my heart, and that is to become stronger, to become stronger at a rapid pace, to become stronger at a speed that surpasses everyone else.

Finally, the one-year period has arrived. Star Luo City gradually began to boil over a month ago, and Star Luo Academy didn't need to build momentum, a large part of the people in the neighboring cities poured into the city gate, rushing to grab tickets for the Jintian Dabi Star Luo City Field.

The gongs and drums were noisy, and Su Yiyun, who was sitting on the big bed in the bedroom at this moment, slowly exhaled the last breath of cold air that was extinguished, and opened his eyes as deep as a black hole.