The freshman test started as scheduled.

The morning sun was rising, the clouds and mist were gradually dissipating, standing in the big empty cliff and looking around, the sight was clear and clear--the freshmen couldn't believe their eyes--the dean of Zhongwu was dressed exactly the same as three days ago, but it was like two people.

Lu Qiming looked at the back hem of Dean Zhang's robe that was dragging the ground and had been stepped on by himself, and said with a secret smile: "Actually, this is right, right?" I wonder which brother sorted out Zhang Dayan's serious appearance at the Cold Festival dinner?

What Lu Qiming didn't know was that although Zhang Dayan was not informal, he would not be chaotic to become what he is now, but since he accepted Zhuge Ke as an apprentice, he was too strict with him all day long, and it directly rebounded into the extreme of meticulous opposition, and only when it was messy, Zhang Dayan's heart was comfortable...... The vicious circle is like this.

The corners of Qin Yuefeng's eyes on the side jumped, and he couldn't help but whisper: "Our Dean Zhang, as a cultivator at the peak of the Great Zhou Tian, isn't it...... It's not like that?"

Lu Qiming's eyebrows were slightly raised -- that's what he said to the outside world. He smiled and nodded, "It's not like that." Then he added in his heart: "But like a small mystery intermediate level." ”

Under the gaze of the young people, Zhang Dayan raised his hand with a smile, and the ground of the big empty cliff suddenly shook, and in an instant, thousands of round stools broke out of the ground together, corresponding to everyone one by one. Zhang Dayan laughed loudly: "Good morning, children! Come, let's sit and talk." ”

The vast majority of people didn't expect that Dean Zhongwu, who should be high, actually opened with this opening, and after being stunned, they shouted "good morning" one after another, and sat on the round stool in surprise, novelty and care.

Zhang Dayan set up round benches according to the position they stood at random, and the big empty cliff at this time looked more like a free spring outing, and it really didn't look like a solemn "five-year freshman test". However, except for a few people with upright personalities who secretly frowned, everyone accepted it from the heart, and even the tension in their hearts faded a little.

Regrettably, the crowd was soon replaced by a serious middle-aged woman, dressed in a long inky dress, with her hair raised high, and her long, upside-down eyebrows, which were the kind of teacher who was extremely serious and strict with her students.

She obviously disagreed with the dean's decision to allow the students to sit casually, but she frowned and didn't say much, but the coldness between her brows increased, and the laughter on the cliff faded with an astonishing speed.

She bowed her head in satisfaction and began her regular and concise speech.

Because people with special talents such as art cultivation, painting, and piano can be directly admitted, in order to prove that there is no greasy among them, the identification of these talents is carried out publicly, and it is also the first thing in the freshman examination.

Lu Qiming noticed that Xia Wu was sweating nervously next to him, and smiled and said with relief: "Don't worry, you are really fine." ”

Xia Wu took a deep breath and took a deep breath, muttering with a white face: "How can this be relieved!" He didn't have hope, so he was very aggressive, but suddenly a pie fell from the sky-Lu Qiming actually said that he could practice martial arts-this shock, but it made Xia Wu's heart worry.

Lu Qiming smiled and said: "It's all here, there is no reason to go back." Lu Qiming wanted to tease him, and said with a half-truthful smile: "I promise you, even if you can't cultivate the arts, I will guarantee that you, and Yao Chengxiang, can enter the Zhongwu." ”

Xia Wu's face changed when he heard "Cultivation is not good", and he was a little relieved when he said the last sentence, and glanced at Lu Qiming with resentment.

And a round-faced young man next to him couldn't listen to it anymore, and sneered: "It's really a big breath, how old are you, and you can guarantee who enters the middle martial arts?" He turned his head to Xia Wu and said: "You are stupid, do you believe such an obvious cowhide? Don't worry, there is no such stupid cultivation as you in the world." ”

Xia Wu's eyes widened, and he raised his voice and said angrily: "Who are you talking about!"

The round-faced young man sneered: "Kindly remind you, believe it or not!"

Before Xia Wu could say anything, he heard the female teacher who was speaking on the stage shouting: "Two over there!

Xia Wu and the round-faced boy shuddered together, and sat down obediently and silently.

Lu Qiming shook his head with a smile on the side, which made the round-faced young man look even more angry, but he really didn't dare to speak. In fact, this round-faced boy really has no bad intentions, but the way of expression is a little rushed - this is also a common problem of many children who have been held up since childhood. But he didn't expect that Lu Qiming really didn't exaggerate. According to Lu Qiming's understanding of the rules of Zhongwu, he now has at least three ways to make Xia Wu and them stay in Zhongwu seriously.

But of course, there is no need to explain this to others.

At this time, Dean Zhang sleepwalked on the stage again, and in the helpless eyes of the middle-aged woman, he smiled and said, "I thought of a faster way." You don't have to test your cultivation talent one by one, I'll tell you directly-"

He snapped his fingers, and in the midst of the exclamation, five round stools suddenly grew three feet tall—five dazed and panicked young men became the center of attention.

The five young men looked at each other, and their expressions gradually turned to excitement and ecstasy—none of them expected that they had a talent for martial arts!

Zhang Dayan raised his hand again, and six round stools were raised—this time two feet taller than the previous five. This time, except for the two people who were surprised, although the other four were smiling, they had obviously decided in advance that they had a talent for cultivation.

The rest of the people gradually realized that the height of the round stool indicated the strength of their cultivation talent. For example, the first five people, although they had talent for cultivation, were not much taller than ordinary people, so they didn't find out; Lu Qiming secretly thought that Lin Youzhi was probably in this situation.

As the round stools rose one by one, those who knew a little about the previous situation were all surprised—why were there so many of them this time?

Xia Wu's face was getting worse and worse - why didn't he have him?! Just thinking about it, the round stool next to him suddenly rushed up, directly making him jump up in fright-it was Mu Yunyi!

This time, Mu Yunyi was alone, and when he stopped, he had risen to a full two feet.

The Great Qi royal family in the distance saw Mu Yunyi, their faces were gloomy and uncertain, Mu Yunyi looked back calmly and smiled slightly.

Next are the two synchronized - both are women, one is the expected Jiang Honeysuckle, and the other is the girl in dark clothes not far from Lu Qiming.

The girl was born extremely thin, her face was abnormally pale, even the red of her lips was extremely light, and the whole person seemed to be blown away by the mountain wind in the next moment. She held the round stool tightly at this time, for fear that her body would fall down with a shake.

Lu Qiming looked at her, and looked at Xia Wu thoughtfully. In fact, it is normal for a girl in a dress to be as thin as this. Unless it is a cultivator like Jiang Honeysuckle, who has cultivated to a high level of self-cultivation, generally speaking, people with too strong mental strength have very poor physical fitness-because ordinary physical bodies cannot withstand strong spiritual power.

While Lu Qiming was thinking about it, the round stool under Xia Wu's seat finally rose to four zhang -- it actually rose directly to four zhang! This time, even Jiang Honeysuckle couldn't help but pay attention to it--Who is this young man? The talent of martial arts cultivation is nearly twice as high as Jiang Honeysuckle's?

As expected, Lu Qiming nodded secretly. But Lu Qiming couldn't find a reason for a while-Xia Wu's mental power was so high, how could he be as lively and unscrupulous as a normal teenager?

While he was thinking about it, he felt Zhang Dayan's ill-intentioned gaze on the stage, and his heart was not good; before he could react, he felt that his body was light, and then the object in front of him fell rapidly, and the big empty cliff quickly shrank in his sight - in the blink of an eye, the rest of the young people were as small as ants - and then in the blink of an eye-

The corners of Lu Qiming's mouth couldn't help twitching—he was actually higher than the clouds......

As for fixing him like this?!Lu Qiming looked around at the sea of clouds in the sky and sighed.

Lu Qiming waited for a long time, but that old Zhang didn't let him down, and only cultivated boringly. But I really didn't expect that the heaven and earth aura in the sky was so abundant.

......

On the big empty cliff, everything is silent. Everyone stared up at the round bench taller than the mountain—they hadn't even had time to see who it was......

The middle-aged female teacher took a deep breath, suppressed her urge to beat people, and said coolly: "Dean, you are playing away again." ”

Zhang Dayan's eyes slipped around, and he whispered, "I really don't care about my business this time...... I was only going to lift a hundred meters, who knows......"

The female teacher broke down and said, "I know! Dean, hurry up and put this classmate down!"

Zhang Dayan tried for a long time, and said with a bitter face: "...... Suddenly it doesn't work!"

As soon as he finished saying this, the round stool that had been uncontrollable before began to descend obediently, and the female teacher breathed a long sigh of relief and glared at Zhang Dayan viciously, convinced that he did it on purpose.

Zhang Dayan slipped off the stage silently, and suddenly thought - it couldn't be the little ancestor who did it, right?