The sword light curtain fell.

The moment Mu Yang's blade pierced Ford's throat, Ford looked straight at Mu Yang and opened his mouth:

“Th……”

He uttered only one syllable, his eyes lost all color, and he slowly half-knelt on the same blood-red earth.

It's over, the battle. Also ending is Ford's life through endless reincarnation.

He still had too many questions to ask him about the Star Saint Civilization.

But Mu Yang didn't have time to ask, and he would never be able to ask. Ford's body was half-kneeling in the center of the museum, and soon turned into countless ashes, which dispersed with the wind.

Mu Yang casually threw the law in his hand aside. He was also seriously injured, and sat on the ground, quietly watching the wound that pierced half of his chest continue to bleed.

He did not take any medical treatment. Five minutes later, he was condemned dead due to blood loss, and he also withdrew from the mock battlefield.

……

"Came out......

"The only student who passed the test in room 3 ......"

"It's still S waiting, it's terrible, S waiting......"

"What is S, etc.? Isn't there only a grade of A at the top? ”

"Oh my God, look at his points, he has more than 1,000 points! How did he do it? How many robots has this killed? ……”

Mu Yang slowly opened his eyes, and he returned to reality.

The crowd was split in two. Most of the students were isolated outside the telekinetic area, they were all students who had been teleported out of the simulated battlefield before, and their points did not meet the requirements and were eliminated; At present, in the area that symbolizes passing the first level of the exam, Mu Yang is the only one.

He saw that in the crowd, Tang Yang, Pan Wei and a few girls he didn't know were all trying to squeeze in front of the crowd, looking at him with resentful eyes, their mouths open and closed, as if they were cursing something loudly to themselves.

Mu Yang didn't know what they were talking about. Anyway, the two areas were isolated by telekinetic barriers, and he couldn't hear what they were saying.

A staff member walked in the direction of Muyang: "You have passed the test of the first level, please follow me and enter the test of the next level." ”

Mu Yang nodded and stood up.

The next moment, he saw the sword law that the Star Saint had given him in the simulated battlefield lying on the ground so calmly, emitting a faint cold light.

Mu Yang's pupils turned into two points:

"This is?!"

Weapons in the simulated battlefield were actually brought out?

It couldn't be, contrary to what he knew so far.

The simulated battlefield is just a repetition of real events in history, and it is just a fixed procedure. Trying to bring something out of a simulated battlefield is as ridiculous as trying to punch a character on TV.

But it did happen.

But if you think about it, even Immortals like Ford who are alive in video and program have appeared, and it doesn't seem surprising that a sword follows from a simulated battlefield to the real world.

Mu Yang bent down and picked up the sword, while turning his head to look at the staff behind him: "It turns out that students of the S rank will receive special rewards after clearing the simulated battlefield?" ”

If that's how it's explained, it's not surprising.

The staff's eyes narrowed dangerously: "What are you talking about?" ”

He looked at Mu Yang's posture holding the sword: "What are you holding in your hands?" There is nothing on the ground at all. ”

Muyang: "......"

He wisely avoided the topic and left the area under the guidance of the staff.

This sword seems to be invisible to anyone but him.

He didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing. Maybe it has something to do with the Star Saint civilization in the simulated battlefield, and perhaps, the physique of the dream realm that he can enter has caused a change in the simulated battlefield.

……

"The exam papers have been distributed, please mark the candidate's name and number in the upper right corner. You have a total of one hour to answer the questions and all the papers will be ......"

Of the 10,000 students, only 500 came to this classroom with less than 500 passing the mock test.

Next, they will be tested in a written test.

Out of 100 points, there is only one question on the exam paper:

Please explain telekinesis. (No more than 3,000 words.) ）

The teacher on the podium was still chattering about the rules of the examination room, and Mu Yang had already written his answer on the exam paper:

There is me, there is no other.

The examinees around him began to stir slightly.

A candidate at the same table squeezed his eyebrows at Mu Yang: "Hey, brother, I see that you are quite familiar, what do you write?" Show me. ”

The teacher on the podium slapped the table angrily: "What are you discussing?" In this test, you will be selected as 'elites'? ”

The next moment, Mu Yang had already stood up: "Can you hand in the papers?" ”

The windswept rolls in his hands, and the large white spaces were particularly dazzling and mocking.

The middle-aged uncle in a suit narrowed his eyes and looked at the student in front of him with majestic eyes: "Which school are you from and are you here to make trouble?" If you don't want to take the test, get out! ”

"I'm not here to make trouble, I'm here to take the exam." Mu Yang stood in the middle of the crowd and said, "Why delay an hour for a roll that can be completed in one minute." Do you seem to be sincere? If you only need students with a sincere attitude, you don't need to do any tests, you just need to have an attitude conference. For the question of the competition, let everyone kneel, and just kneel for a longer time. ”

The examination room, which had been quiet, exploded, and everyone was talking.

The three invigilators stood up at the same time and walked to Mu Yang's side from the front and back corners of the large classroom.

Muyang did not move.

The middle-aged uncle picked up Muyang's exam paper and glanced at it:

"There is me, there is no other."

"Is that your answer?"

Mu Yang nodded: "Yes." ”

The invigilator sneered, "Bullshit. ”

The crowd erupted in a low burst of laughter.

The middle-aged uncle waved his hand: "You can go out." The results came down in two hours, and they just waited in the hall. ”

Mu Yang put down the pen, picked up the sword law, and walked out of the classroom in full view of everyone.

Behind him, the middle-aged uncle crumpled his test paper into a ball of waste paper and threw it into the trash can like garbage.

……

Muyang was the first to leave the examination room. The exam was handed in a minute after it started, and there was no one else but him.

During this waiting time, Mu Yang simply fiddled with the sword that came out of the simulated battlefield, Ritsu.

Ritsu is a magical sword, and no one but himself can see it.

If it is used in actual combat, it may have a miraculous effect such as a surprise attack.

The full weight is less than 0.1 milligram, and it does not feel anything in the hand.

Virtually no air resistance effects.

Toughness and sharpness are strong, and in the course of the fierce battle with Ford, Ford uses his sword to cut off the giant pillar to block his way. With the power of law, he directly split the giant pillar that collapsed from the sky into two.

No other special abilities.

The combat power is about two orders or so.