Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, an hour has passed.

The cold old man boarded a huge school field, his eyes were as bright as an eagle's falcon, and he shouted coldly:

"The second round of assessments began, and everyone lined up and immediately went to the school grounds. ”

"Don't talk to each other, be fast!"

Suddenly, everyone didn't dare to say more, grabbed their weapons, quickly stood up, and quickly lined up according to the formation they had lined up in the morning.

According to the old man's request, he slowly walked into the school field.

When they gained a firm foothold in the school field, Mo Yuchen found that there were many more figures outside the field unconsciously.

Team after team, neatly and neatly, lined up around the school grounds.

The inner three layers and the outer three layers surrounded Mo Yuchen and the other assessment disciples in the center.

At a cursory glance, there are nearly 5,000 of them.

And each of them was holding a sword, dressed in the uniform white robe of the Imperial Sword Academy, with sharp eyes and a strong aura on their bodies, which made the atmosphere of the entire school field a lot thicker.

In the school field, many of the disciples who participated in the assessment couldn't help but breathe rapidly, and even worse, their faces turned pale and their legs trembled constantly.

"Presumably, these people are the disciples of the Imperial Sword Academy!" Mo Yuchen's eyes froze, and he found that among these people, it turned out to be all the Heavenly Martial Realm: "Sure enough, the Imperial Sword Academy gathers geniuses from different classes across the country. ”

I'm afraid that just by comparing the quality of disciples, the other major forces of the empire will be beyond their reach.

Now Mo Yuchen understands even more that the founding of a great empire is fundamentally what it is!

Isn't the Moon Worship Empire relying on thousands of disciples from the Imperial Sword Academy every year, who have achieved successful cultivation and returned to their hometowns?

These disciples gathered from all over the country, cultivated for a few years, and then returned to their respective families.

As a result, these people reuse the skills they have learned to teach their clansmen, and this is a continuous cycle, and it is difficult for an empire to be strong if it does not want to be strong.

It is no wonder that those kingdoms can only succumb to the snort of these great empires, and survive.

When his thoughts returned, Mo Yuchen threw away some messy thoughts and waited for the assessment.

The entire school yard was very quiet at this time, surrounded by these senior brothers of the Edgeworth Academy.

Except for Mo Yuchen, everyone's faces showed a heavy color, and they didn't even dare to come out.

To Mo Yuchen's surprise, he found the unruly girl in the morning in the crowd assessing the disciples.

At the same time that Mo Yuchen found her, the girl's gaze also met Mo Yuchen.

Then, the girl desperately squeezed through the crowd and stood beside Mo Yuchen with an angry face.

Obviously, he still holds a grudge against Mo Yuchen for ignoring her in the morning.

"Boy, you wait for your aunt and grandmother, wait for the next ranking battle, you have to suffer!" the girl Xue Han raised her little fist and said proudly.

Mo Yuchen had a cold face, still ignoring the girl's threat.

Seeing this, the girl was so angry that her mouth was crooked, she snorted coldly, and no longer paid attention to it.

After a long time, the cold old man coughed lightly and shouted in a high-pitched voice:

"The second round of admissions is about to begin. ”

"You have 8,570 men here, and then you have a free melee. ”

"The ranking starts from the last number, the first to fall is the last place, and so on, the person who stands last is the first place. ”

"Whoever can't hold on will squat down immediately, and the senior brothers around you will take you out safely as soon as possible!"

"Similarly, the rules of the Edgeworth Academy have not changed this year, and they still only admit the top 5,000 people. ”

"So, do it yourself!"

After that, the cold old man shouted coldly: "The second round of assessment begins!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone present looked at each other, not knowing what to do or how to start.

However, this only lasted for a moment.

The next moment, the crowd had already begun to disperse, and screams and angry scolding continued to sound in the school field.

Mo Yuchen still stood still, no matter how fierce the battle around him was, he didn't participate, nor did he take the initiative to attack others, but was secretly vigilant around him.

At the same time, because the Connecting Spirit Tablet was shattered during the test, basically everyone in the school field knew him.

Knowing that this young man who is not very old and closes his eyes and recuperates is a prehistoric tyrannosaurus, he can't hide, how can he provoke him.

"Bastard, you dare to do it with Lao Tzu, and say that you are a brother!"

", whoever is with you is a brother, you!"

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A simple ranking battle made many people in the school turn against each other and raise knives against each other.

Not long after the start of the Great Scuffle Harbor, the senior brothers around the school grounds had already begun to snatch people from the crowd in a steady stream to ensure the safety of the disciples participating in the assessment.

In a quarter of an hour, nearly a thousand people had been eliminated in this big melee......

However, just when Mo Yuchen was curious about why the unruly girl didn't come to trouble him, trouble had already come to his door.

I saw that at the beginning of the girl, everyone avoided her everywhere she went, and she didn't dare to do anything to her, which made her annoyed for a while, and it was very boring when she first arrived.

Therefore, after she turned around, she found that Mo Yuchen was still standing in place, clean and clean, and her heart was immediately unhappy.

"Boy, I almost forgot about you. ”

"If you dare to offend Miss Ben, you won't even be a disciple of the Imperial Sword Academy today. ”

The girl's eyes lit up, and she laughed wildly.

In an instant, the people around Mo Yuchen who were fighting avoided one after another, fearing that the barbarian girl would harm the pond fish.

And the people who followed the girl all stared at Mo Yuchen gloatingly.

After Mo Yuchen heard the girl's words, his face was still natural, but a pair of eyes glanced at her casually, and there was no reply.

"Sister Xuehan, brother go and help you take down the kid!" Zhao Tianyu didn't know when he came out, and said attentively.

"Get out of the way!" the girl glared at him in disgust, and galloped away in the direction of Mo Yuchen.

A pair of small hands made a palm-shaped, waving constantly, and there seemed to be a trace of thunder faintly, and they were extremely domineering towards Mo Yuchen.

In the face of the girl's sudden attack, Mo Yuchen silently faced the battle, and he also used his palm to receive the move, and he was not in a hurry for quick success, but he kept seeing the moves.

The four palms between the two kept fighting, fighting as they walked, and the entire school field was scattered by the two of them.

Everywhere he went, he retreated without stopping.

"Dean, this little guy is not simple!" On the high platform in the distance, the elder group looked at Mo Yuchen's battle and praised it sincerely.

"Hmph, you know it well now, but it's good that the old man insisted. ”

"Otherwise, such a genius will be lost because of your mixture!"

Gongsun Hong stroked his long beard and said triumphantly, feeling extremely happy.

At the beginning, he wanted Mo Yuchen to enter the Imperial Sword Academy to practice, but such an old guy still pushed back.

Now, seeing Mo Yuchen's talent, he finally closed his old mouth and stopped chattering.

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