In the following days, Fang Zhuo lived a very regular life, every day was to attend classes, train, and then practice sigils, without any accidents.

Until the semi-annual assessment begins!

The semi-annual test is different from the entrance test, there is only one directly, and it is in the imitation of the old city that was originally used to teach military strategy, but the original forbidden force of the large array has been removed.

Each student was given an iron medal that symbolized their status, and the ranking was ultimately judged by the number of iron medals in each person's hand.

The rules in the whole process, in addition to not harming people's lives, can be combined vertically and horizontally, ambushes, and blockades. Each person was given a standard firearm, Whisper One, but the bullets were specially made and did not hurt much except for the pain of the blow.

All students, once they don't have iron medals on their bodies, need to quit immediately, otherwise those teachers who are patrolling will not mind helping to throw them out.

All the students were scattered to the various entrances to enter, and the entrance where Fang Zhuo happened to be was not seen by a single familiar person.

Although this city is still a replica, its own area is huge, and it is the largest training ground in the White Deer Academy, Fang Zhuo entered it, first found a two-story small building on the roof, and waited for the whistle to mark the beginning of the test.

About a quarter of an hour, a long whistle sounded, announcing the official start of the entire test.

With the help of the terrain and obstacles, Fang Zhuo was very patient and moved slowly, carefully observing the surrounding environment. His movements were slow, barely making any sound as he walked, which was the result of the wilderness survival course over the years, and it was also the accumulation of Fang Zhuo's experience as a hunter for a long time.

Fang Zhuo's movements are extremely careful, and he keeps his energy charged so that he can always make adjustments according to the actual situation.

While crossing a dilapidated bar, Fang Zhuoyin's body on the pillar of the bar's outer wall suddenly stopped. Dozens of meters away, at the intersection of Kankan, a figure met another student who had turned around, and as soon as the two met, without any hesitation, a fierce battle broke out.

The two of them had never seen each other, their strength was equal, and it took nearly ten minutes to tell the winner, and the winning young man was carrying a small iron medal in his hand, and then grinned.

In fact, the strength of the two is equal, and they are ruthless, but they don't please well, but the winning teenager grabbed the gap and gave the other party a ruthless blow, and the other party could only give up.

It's just that the winning teenager's iron medal has no possibility of putting it in his pocket at all, and the black gun has been put on his vest, and then he is "killed" with one shot.

The young man coughed suddenly, this short distance shot is not comfortable. The figure that suddenly appeared was none other than Murong Qiushui, an existence that had always been in the top ten. glanced at the young man, and with an expressionless face, he reached out and took the two iron medals and stuffed them into his arms.

Murong Qiushui was about to insert the firearm into his waist, when he suddenly realized it, turned his head and stared in the direction where Fang Zhuo was, raised the whispering number one in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Who's coming out!"

Fang Zhuo didn't expect Murong Qiushui's perception to be so keen, it seemed that he had picked up a cheap one in the misty forest before.

"It's me!" Fang Zhuo began, but did not step out from behind the pillar.

Hearing this familiar voice, Murong Qiushui was stunned, and then without saying a word, he stepped out in one step, lightly touched the wall on the side of the street, and then disappeared so quickly.

The two teenagers who were sitting on the ground waiting to finish going out glanced at each other, and then they both stared at the pillar in the distance, who could be so strong, just one sentence, made Murong Qiushui's frightened turn around and flee?

However, the two didn't wait for who it was, Murong Qiushui had already moved together at the moment when Murong Qiushui moved, but they took a shortcut.

Fang Zhuo had a secret, that is, out of the habit of a hunter, he had already memorized the terrain of the entire city clearly in the previous military strategy course, like a living map in his head.

Ten minutes later, Murong Qiushui looked at the bullet fluorescent bullet marked death on his chest, and looked up at Fang Zhuo, who had put away the three iron medals, but he didn't have much resentment, but hesitated before he spoke: "I ask a question, you can not answer." ”

Fang Zhuo thought for a while, nodded, and motioned for Murong Qiushui to speak: "Why can you intercept me so accurately?"

"I have a map of the city in my head. Fang Zhuo said lightly, then turned over the window on the side of the street and disappeared, Murong Qiushui behind him thoughtfully.

After that, Fang Zhuo encountered two more battles, but he didn't intervene, anyway, he already had four iron medals, which was almost there.

However, when Fang Zhuo crossed the roof of a building, he found a siege.

Originally, in the rules, it was allowed to form a team, which was also a test of comprehensive ability, and there was only one person who was besieged, with an extremely fast body and extremely sharp shots, although it was at an absolute disadvantage, but every time it shot, it would bring up a trace of blood, or completely abolish the combat effectiveness of one of them!

Both sides of the battle are still acquaintances.

Wang Lingyun, the son-in-law of the imperial family, his father is the right minister of the empire who is the power of the empire, as for the people around him, except for Nangong Yan, the rest of the people are not very familiar.

The other person, whose face is like dead wood, is also said to be from the imperial capital, Cao Mo.

Bypassing it from the other side, Fang Zhuo first solved a guy hiding on the roof of the building with the Whispering One, also holding the Whispering One, but it was obviously modified, and the barrel was much longer than the one in Fang Zhuo's hand, so it should have been changed to the suggested *.

But he didn't expect to be surrounded by Fang Zhuo at all, so that he was solved by Fang Zhuo with one shot without any remaining strength.

A few people didn't move* to win the iron medal, but just shot, obviously not according to the rules. It's just that this shot also woke up a few people who were besieging it, Wang Lingyun raised his head, and suddenly shot after class, obviously not ready to play!

However, a bullet appeared in an instant, and although Wang Lingyun barely dodged it, it directly "killed" one person behind him!

Wang Lingyun, who stopped, looked at the direction where the bullet was fired, and a group of people quickly retreated to find cover.

"'Let's go!'" Cao Mo, who was barely standing, threw out his iron card and roared suddenly.

The other party has so many guns, and he is already unsustainable, Fang Zhuo will come over again, and he will definitely be sent to death.

When the iron card landed, Fang Zhuo threw out an iron plate, and then with the help of cover, a tactical roll, and then disappeared.

After dozens of breaths, Fang Zhuo showed his figure on the roof of the building, looked at Wang Lingyun with an iron face below, looked at a few people, and then raised his palm, and slowly swiped his thumb across his throat.

Nangong Yan looked at Fang Zhuo, who showed murderous spirit for the first time, and was obviously choked, so he was annoyed and wanted to kick Cao Mo, who was struggling to stand, but was pulled by Wang Lingyun.

Following Wang Lingyun's gaze, Nangong Yan saw a man in white standing in the other direction, who was the previous senior in charge of discipline.

Fang Zhuo saluted the senior who appeared in time, and then the hour.

In the next time, Fang Zhuo wanted to make those people regret it!