Outside the Talent Selection Corridor is a huge square, and in the middle of the square is a huge fountain, and thousands of students of Qianfu Academy sit quietly on the seats around the square. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The statue representing the 12 constellations stands in a pool of white fountains, from which a strong column of water blooms like a blooming lotus flower.

A singer dressed in a white feather woven skirt sits on the high platform of the fountain, holding a harp made of gold in her hand, her slender fingers constantly plucking the strings in her hand, and a melodious song comes from her singing voice.

Lord Lin Shuang changed into a pair of men's clothes at this time, although she was less beautiful than those beautifully dressed girls, but she had a little more masculinity, her face without any cosmetics was naturally pink, and she had a pair of pink lips, even if she was put down among men, she was also a top student.

Countless little girls with spring faces secretly hid behind the folding fan, looking at Lin Shuang, who was sitting on the top spot on behalf of the Tielin Gang, with a shyly face, and said in a chatter:

"Why do I know that she is a woman, but my heart beats so fast!"

The woman bit her lower lip, and a slightly chubby girl next to her also said with an obsessive face: "Yes, if he were a boy, how good it would be!"

In the middle of the square, on the rostrum facing the Talent Selection Corridor, sit hundreds of world-famous professors, and in the middle of these teachers is a headmaster in a crimson teacher's uniform, who rests his hands crossed on the table, quietly looking at a cobblestone path leading to the square.

Along the direction of the cobblestones, there is an irregular arrangement of greenery, which is constantly adjusting its direction.

Countless freshmen who had just entered the school were looking for a way out with their heads covered, including Gu Tianlong, who was tired after walking a few steps, and was sitting on a step leisurely nibbling on chicken legs:

"Anyway, it's okay to go out before the sun goes down, it's better to eat first, so that you have the strength to find it!"

And this constantly changing formation is the first level of new students' admission, but half an hour has passed, and there is not a single figure on the cobblestone path.

An old woman wearing reading glasses next to Professor Luo took out a magic pocket watch in her arms, looked at the maze that was still motionless, and sighed: "Hey, it seems that this year's students can't be compared with the previous one!"

Professor Luo shook his head, and didn't seem to agree with her words: "The last session was the heirs of the four major families, so it seems that the overall strength is a little stronger, but after those demonic geniuses, the first person to walk in through the gate should be time."

Two hours and forty-eight minutes, and the first little guy to walk out of the talent selection corridor took one hour and seventeen minutes!"

"In your opinion, will the children in this class be able to break the record of the previous class?"

The old woman was not angry because of Professor Luo's different opinions, but asked Professor Luo, who was in charge of escorting the students this time, with a serious face.

Professor Luo thought of Cao Batian, who was suspected of being a fitness disciple, Bryant who summoned the seventh-order boxer, and Oreo who summoned the dragon, and others, and sighed: "It's really hard to say, but there is a great possibility of breaking the record of the previous session!"

On the other side of Professor Luo, a professor with a face full of flesh and a Dou Sect level put his head into Professor Luo's ear and asked, "It is rumored that among these little guys you recruited this time is a disciple of the Sword God, I don't know if it's true or not!"

Without waiting for Professor Luo to speak, he heard a burst of exclamations from the crowd, and a circle of expanding ripples flashed on the magic barrier at the exit of the Talent Selection Corridor, and a bare little head was the first to emerge from the barrier.

"Thirty-two minutes and eighteen seconds...... That's too fast, isn't it?"

The old woman looked at the pocket watch in her hand, and then looked in the direction of the Caicai corridor and said with a shocked expression.

With a playful smile on his face, Professor Luo said to the professor beside him who was in charge of teaching fighters: "Professor Wang, this is the rumored disciple of the Sword God, Cao Batian!"

Professor Wang had a hint of shock on his face, as if the sunlight reflected on Cao Batian's bald head had blinded his eyes, and he said with a shocked face: "Yes...... Personality...... It's my dish...... I'm going to decide on this man!"

Cao Batian got out of the magic barrier of the Talent Selection Corridor with a confused face, and when he looked out of the Talent Selection Corridor just now, it was obviously a lush forest outside, how could this become a huge square, and at the same time, there were so many people looking at him with a fiery face?

"Big ...... Hello everyone......"

Cao Batian rubbed his hands in embarrassment, and for a while he didn't know where to go, when a woman in a dress walked up to Cao Batian and made a gesture of invitation to bring Cao Batian to an empty seat that should be prepared for new students.

However, at this time, among the thousands of seats, only the freshmen who had been eliminated by the Talent Selection Corridor sat on it, facing the fiery eyes of everyone, Cao Batian sat on the chair like a pins and needles, and kept twisting his body!

I don't know who first said Cao Batian's identity as a disciple of the Sword God, and at this time, the discussion was loud, and even the teachers sitting on the high platform kept talking: "Professor Luo, is he really a disciple of the Sword God?"

Professor Luo shook his head and signaled that he didn't know much, but he told everyone what happened to Cao Batian and Hua Yunfan on the deck that day.

Everyone couldn't help but let out an exclamation when they heard the phantom who was suspected to be a sword god, and even the headmaster in the crimson teacher's uniform was listening.

Although he had received a report from Professor Luo a few days ago, he couldn't help but turn his head when he heard the news of the suspected sword god again.

"Professor Luo, can you confirm if that phantom belongs to the Sword God!"

These old antiques looked at Professor Luo with an anxious face at this time, if they could find a contemporary sword god, it would also mean that the opportunity to become a god might appear together, how could these old professors who were approaching their twilight years not be excited?

"I'm not sure if that phantom belongs to the Sword God, but Cao Batian's martial arts are in the same vein as the sword qi that cut through the canyon with a single sword!"

As soon as Professor Luo's words fell, there was already an uproar in the teacher's seat: "Since they are from the same lineage, do you need to say this? It must be a disciple of the Sword God!"

The teacher's seat was constantly discussing, and the students were also constantly discussing, Lin Shuang's sword eyebrows were slightly raised, listening to everyone's discussions, and looking at Cao Batian with a trace of curiosity on his face.

The cold sweat on Cao Batian's forehead, who was sitting on pins and needles, seemed to know why everyone kept talking about him.