The 'shooting' section proceeded extremely fast, and the test firing of 2,000 people was completed in only half a day.

Since ancient times, 'there is no first in literature, and there is no second in martial arts'. It may not be possible to determine who is the first in the two subjects of etiquette and music, but this 'shooting' subject is extremely conspicuous.

The result is undoubted, and the highest score is naturally Ye Junlin.

Huangfu Tenghui stared at Ye Junlin viciously, full of murderous aura. And the purple-clothed gentleman was secretly afraid: fortunately, he didn't make any 'broken arm bet' with Ye Junlin, otherwise, he was afraid that his arm would not be able to be saved.

Ye Junlin only relied on the results of this 'shooting' subject, and he was afraid that he would be sent to the academy.

The exam was over, and everyone was gone.

Huangfu Tenghui walked in front of Ye Junlin and clenched his fists tightly.

"We'll see. Huangfu Tenghui gritted his teeth with hatred.

"Waiting for you at any time. Ye Junlin smiled softly, smiling lightly.

The young man with the scar, after Huangfu Tenghui left, walked straight in front of Ye Junlin.

"Make a friend?" Scar said with a smile.

"Okay!" Ye Junlin nodded.

Since ancient times, heroes have cherished each other. People like Ye Junlin and Scar Youth will naturally only look at the hero differently. And for such a gentleman and such a bear as Huangfu Tenghui, they look down on it from the bottom of their hearts.

"Tonight, 'Qingfeng Building', Wang Bodang is waiting for his brother, and he will not be gone. The young man with the scar arched his hand towards Ye Junlin and said loudly.

"Okay, see you or leave. Ye Junlin replied.

After a hurried lunch, Ye Junlin came to the competition venue of the 'Yu' department.

This site is located on the hill behind the academy and occupies an extremely large area, which is about half the area of the entire college. Thousands of mounts are domesticated here. From ordinary horses, camels, and donkeys, to ferocious wind wolves, fire foxes, and ice tigers, to cherished flying cranes and green oxen on various mounts, there is everything.

Ye Junlin looked at the fence circle like a 'zoo', and couldn't help but sigh secretly, it is worthy of being a academy, but it is rich!

The rules of the 'Royal' department are very similar to those of the 'shooting' department. Candidates can choose to ride the mounts provided by the College or their own mounts. This provides a back door for those candidates who have mediocre skills, but have extremely hard backgrounds.

According to the different levels and varieties of spirit animals, their running speed is also different.

It is common sense that a donkey can't outrun a leopard, and a leopard can't outrun a flying crane. Everything in the world follows one law, but there are always exceptions to these laws.

For example, mythical beasts.

Aside from the choice of rides, the rules are extremely simple.

Starting from the starting point of the field and running to the finish line, it is the end. As for what happened in the middle, whether there was a fight, whether there was a trick, whether someone made a stumbling block, these academies will not care. All they want is a result, a result to see who gets to the finish line first.

Ye Junlin arrived a little late because he went out to eat. Most of the other candidates are with their cooks and can cook anytime and anywhere.

Therefore, when Ye Jun was leaving, the examination room of the 'royal' department was already crowded.

No, not just humans, but thousands of spirit animals, to be exact.

I have to say that these eunuchs of the empire are really rich. None of these great gentlemen rode below the 'Sixth Rank of the Spiritual Rank'.

Huangfu Tenghui's ride is a 'Thunder Dragon Horse', and the grade is 'Spirit Rank Eight Grades'. This is quite outstanding among many candidates.

Ryoma has the blood of a dragon, the 'chief of all beasts', and is naturally extremely noble. There are many types of dragon horses, such as 'Golden Jade Dragon Horse', 'Fire Dragon Horse', 'Ice Dragon Horse', and so on. However, among the many dragon horses, the 'Wind Ryoma', the 'Golden Jade Ryoma' and the 'Thunder Ryoma' are the most precious.

This is the reason why Huangfu Tenghui is extremely proud this time.

Seeing Ye Junlin, Huangfu Tenghui's face was filled with an extremely proud look. He saw that Ye Junlin was not riding a mount, so he walked quickly in front of Ye Junlin, still with the same look that had not changed for ten thousand years, and only heard him taunt: "Ye Junlin, you shouldn't have no mount, right? If not, Young Master Ben can mercifully lend you a horse." ”

Ye Junlin raised his head, glanced at Huangfu Tenghui, and laughed softly: "No need, thank you." ”

Ye Junlin's eyes were filled with a little contempt.

'Thunder Dragon Horse' may be precious, but compared to his 'Xiaobai', it's really not even a scum.

Huangfu Tenghui was extremely unhappy with Ye Junlin. This unhappiness contains every action, every word, and even every look of Ye Junlin.

He didn't believe that Ye Junlin could take out any 'high-grade' spirit beasts, so he began to mock more freely.

"How about we make a bet?" said Huangfu Tenghui with a smile.

Ye Junlin waved his hand and made an extremely disdainful and impatient look.

"I'm not going to bet with you 'boys'. Ye Junlin said, raised his head, seemed to remember something, and then corrected: "Oh, no, it's you 'boys' who don't dare to bet with me." ”

When the purple-clothed boy heard this, his neck quickly shrank inward, like a thousand-year-old king.

Huangfu Tenghui was said by Ye Junlin, and his face was slightly embarrassed. Then he put on an even more lofty and proud look, and shouted: "This time, this son personally bets with you, and everyone present can testify." ”

Huangfu Tenghui's words instantly attracted countless curious eyes.

Ye Junlin's expression suddenly became solemn. I only heard a cold voice say, "How to bet, what to bet?"

Huangfu Tenghui saw that Ye Junlin had taken the bait, and a sunflower-like smile bloomed on his handsome cheeks.

"Just bet, this 'royal' department, see which of the two of us reaches the finish line first. After Huangfu Tenghui finished speaking, he stroked his chin lightly, and then added: "As for the bet, that is the one who loses, and he will withdraw from the preliminary examination of the academy." ”

"King's Landing, don't say yes. Beitang Shiyun, I don't know when she appeared by Ye Junlin's side, she looked at Ye Junlin's brows furrowed, and seemed to be a little worried.

Ye Junlin glanced at Beitang Shiyun, and then smiled softly: "Okay." I promise. ”

As soon as the words came out, everyone secretly laughed at Ye Junlin's recklessness in their hearts. Huangfu Tenghui even took out the 'family heirloom ride' and 'thunder dragon horse', who can still be his opponent.

Huangfu Tenghui saw that Ye Junlin agreed, and secretly rejoiced for a while.

Perhaps because he was afraid that Ye Junlin would regret it, Huangfu Tenghui shouted: "Ye Junlin agreed, please be a witness." ”

This time, the bet between the two is a sure thing.

On the rock in the back mountain, the mysterious old man was still drinking, but beside him, there was another old man in a golden brocade robe.

"Male, do you think which of them will win?" said the old man, smiling, as he drank a full glass.

"I guess that kid from the Huangfu family will win. The golden-clothed old man replied, extremely respectfully.

"It seems that we have different opinions. The old man smiled, "Then let's make a bet on it." Just bet on two altars of 'Zui Lanling'"