Chapter 118: The Small Country of the Elderly

Qin Tian stepped into the door.

In the Martial Academy, there were more than 100 students who were going through the registration procedures, and the students from small countries outside the Longluo Empire had all arrived, and all their burdens were thrown out of the door, and they were staying together helplessly.

There was an old man with bound hair who was scolding like madness:

"Where to go, where to go, I am in the Heavenly Empire, how can you wait for the barbarians to come! If you don't get out, Lao Tzu will punch one by one, and all of them will be beaten out!"

The powerful force and coercion seemed to have the power of ten thousand powers, and the students who were close to it were overwhelmed.

Around, several teachers smiled helplessly: "The three elders have a seizure every three or five times, it's really unbearable, today's new students are registering, and they are making people laugh, why bother?"

"Understand his feelings, the most proud high-ranking disciple became a fugitive, fled to the ancient Han Kingdom and was killed, and I can't accept it if I change you. ”

Qin Tian felt a moment in his heart.

This old man with a bunch of hair is the master of Scarface?

Or the third elder of the Northwest Martial Academy?

Mmmm, something seems wrong.

In Jiangbei Prefecture, he heard Dean Yi and Deacon Bai Mei of the Northwest Martial Academy, who was in charge of admissions, say that there are seven elders in the Northwest Martial Academy, each with a strange temper, but they are all martial artists above the Seven Realms.

Unexpectedly, the scar-faced master is actually the third elder, how terrifying should that strength be?

However, Scarface died by himself, and you poured your anger on the head of the new students of the small country, is it appropriate?

Several teachers looked at more than a dozen frightened students from small countries, but they didn't come forward to persuade them:

"I said, this year, why are you recruiting so many barbarians from a small country? In the past, we recruited five or six a year, which was regarded as a favor given to them by our Heavenly Empire, but this year, we recruited thirty at once, three hundred new students, accounting for one-tenth of the total. ”

"Alas, man, it's not that the Grottoes have driven the upper echelons of the empire crazy. Now the talent reserve of the Longluo Empire is seriously insufficient, so it has to sign a strategic cooperation agreement with small countries to let them replenish fresh blood. ”

A teacher shook his head: "In a small country, what talents can be poached? How many new students have been recruited in the past few years, and how many of them are top-notch? These barbarians have a poor foundation, weak teachers, and talents are not worth mentioning, and they are a waste of the resources of my Northwest Martial Arts Academy, and I think it is best not to recruit one!"

"Brother, you are right, but now the situation is critical, and special circumstances have been dealt with specially. It's good to let the barbarians enter the cave as a cushion. ”

"You're right, these barbarians are of little use other than being backs. In my opinion, among the 30 barbarians recruited this year, among the 300 students, that is, the bottom of the life, if you want to stand out, it's no fun!"

Not far away, the old man with bundled hair became more and more arrogant, and on the other side, more than a hundred new students of the Longluo Empire who were signing up were all giggling and looking at the excitement, and everyone's faces showed disdain and contempt for the new students of the small country.

They are all the best students of the Celestial Empire, and they have the capital to be proud of.

The old man with the bundled hair looked fierce: "Say, which of you barbarian people is from the ancient Han Kingdom?"

The freshmen shook their heads in horror.

Qin Tian stepped forward slowly, staring coldly at the old man with bundled hair: "I." ”

Around, there was an exclamation: "I'll rub, don't you pick a good day for this freshman to seek death?" Now when the third elder was angry, he didn't avoid the limelight, but instead stepped forward?"

"It is estimated that he is a brain-dead, a warrior is unwise, and it is equal to waste. The barbarians from small countries have a very low IQ. ”

The old man with the bundled hair came angrily: "Lao Tzu cripples you! As long as someone from the ancient Han barbarian country steps into the martial arts, Lao Tzu will break all the bones!"

A figure swept by, blocking in front of Qin Tian, with a smile on his face: "Third Elder, stop your anger, don't hurt your body." ”

It was the white-eyed deacon of the Northwest Martial Arts Academy who recruited Qin Tian to enter the Martial Academy.

The old man with the hair was in a majestic voice: "White-eyed eagle, you get out of Lao Tzu!"

The white-eyed old man nodded and begged softly: "Third Elder, this is someone I personally recruited, and today the new students are registering, how much do you have to give me some face?"

The old man with the bundled hair did not relent: "I repeat, white-eyed eagle, you get out, Lao Tzu wants to teach the fart people from the barbarian country a lesson!"

The old man with white eyebrows: "Three elders, the matter of the new life, the high-level of the empire stipulates that several small countries around it must have one person selected, the ancient Han Kingdom and my empire have signed a friendly cooperation agreement, if you cripple him today, our martial arts academy will not be able to explain to the top." ”

He lowered his voice: "Third Elder, please give me a face, and I will invite you to dinner when I turn around." Wait for tomorrow's entrance test to pass, I will file the freshman case, you can be disabled as much as you like, okay? We are also very difficult, please ask the three elders to make it convenient!"

The old man with the bundled hair glared at Qin Tian angrily: "Boy, for the sake of the white-eyed eagle, let you stay here for a day or two, the entrance test is over, and Lao Tzu will come to you again to settle accounts!"

After speaking, he stomped his foot, and the spear on the ground bounced violently.

The figure vanished into thin air.

Rong'er was so angry that her lungs exploded: "You are proud that your protΓ©gΓ© was killed, and your mood is understandable." But why do you want to be angry with innocent people? Besides, if your student kills first, according to the law, everyone will be punished, what are you mad about?"

"Whoosh......"

A figure suddenly reappeared in place, and the spear trembled out of thin air.

The old man's eyes were like copper bells: "I'll rub, little sister, if you say this, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

The freshmen are simply arrogant, this old man has such sharp ears? disappear in place and appear in place, quite fun-loving, isn't it?

Qin Tian took a step forward: "If you want to kill, come and kill me first!"

Deacon Baimei hurriedly pulled the two away: "Okay, okay, three elders, dissipate your anger......"

The third elder looked at Rong'er: "Such a beautiful female doll, is it good to be my granddaughter-in-law?"

"Humph!" Rong'er turned sideways.

"Whoosh......"

Before the white-eyed deacon finished speaking, the old man with the bundled hair disappeared again, only a sentence came from the air: "I never have the same opinion as a woman." ”

Deacon Baimei smiled helplessly: "Classmate Qin, the third elder has such a temper, but please understand, his most proud protΓ©gΓ© died young, and his two years of hard work were in vain, and he felt bitter in his heart." ”

"Let's go, let's go, let's go and report in. ”

Deacon Baimei pointed to the registration desk and turned to go to his own business.

The students of the Longluo Empire and the surrounding small countries shot at Qin Tian with hundreds of identical gazes.

In the registration area for new students in the Longluo Empire, there was a man with dyed hair, who gloated and said:

"This kid is going to be miserable. ”

......

The students of the Northwest Martial Arts Academy live in a single small courtyard, built along the mountains, and the aura is very sufficient.

This is very understandable, the students who are admitted to the Northwest Martial Arts Academy, which family is short of money, and living in a single building can be more unaffected to carry out cultivation.

The martial arts academy is quite large.

After registration, everyone received some information such as admission instructions and entrance tests, and more than 20 students from small countries, holding their burdens, sighed, and each according to the admission instructions, some went to buy pills, and some walked towards the dormitory.

This batch of 300 students who were temporarily recruited were uniformly assigned to the 18th class of the first grade, divided into two classes, A and B, and the outstanding students were admitted to Class A, and only the top 60 were selected.

Compared with the 50 or 60 people in a class, the number of people in Class B is huge, 240 people, but when the time comes, it will teach in small groups, which is actually equivalent to a class.

The students of the small country who left were far away from Qin Tian, as if they were afraid of being infected by the plague.

Rong'er looked at the information as she walked: "Young master, tomorrow is the entrance test all day, from morning test to night, without rest halfway." ”

"In the morning and afternoon, there are three kinds of body testing martial arts, attack martial arts, and observation power, and then I go to test the martial soul, and the mental anti-interference test, and in the evening, test the ability to use weapons. ”

Rong'er tilted her face: "Young master, after the test is completed, it will be divided into two classes, A and B, immediately." You see, the admission instructions say that Class A students also have to compete with the first and second year students in the outer courtyard, and Class B cannot participate in the competition. ”

Qin Tian asked: "Did you write about the rewards for freshmen to enter the top four?"

"No wow. Rong'er turned it over and looked at it a few times, confirmed that she couldn't find it, and gave a definite answer.

Qin Tian hurriedly grabbed the information.

Ever since the mysterious old woman in black sent the letter, he had felt a strong curiosity about why he had to enter Class A and win the top four in the competition.

Now I know that entering the first class is the first condition to participate in the competition.

So, what are the rewards for winning the top four in the admission instructions, and why?

Is the letter sent by the old woman written incorrectly?

Or is there a major secret hidden by the Martial Academy, which is not being released to the public now?

Qin Tian felt that the possibility of the latter was very high.

What will be the big secret?