Besides, even Xiaoluo and Cheng Lang ......" he said, looking in the other direction, his voice suddenly stopped.

"They're gone!!

Fanhua turned her head to look and frowned:

"What's going on?"

The two people who were lying not far away were actually gone, and she subconsciously looked in the direction of Mu Bai and the others, her eyes questioning.

Mu Baiyi also looked confused, saying that he didn't know either.

She scanned the surroundings and saw that the weak woman she had been before was gone.

However, she didn't care, maybe she ran away secretly.

He took the bone stick from the puppet hand again, and pointed it directly at Fan Hua and Erqi, and the posture indicated that he could continue to fight with them.

Fanhua and Erqi looked at her with complicated expressions.

「…… We are already planning to recognize you, and there is no need to continue fighting."

Erqi covered the wound on his arm and spoke indifferently.

"However, it is not enough to have the approval of only two examiners. Under normal circumstances, there is only one way to pass the assessment, and that is to live until tomorrow with a clear consciousness and without completely losing the ability to act."

This may seem simple, but it is very difficult, and less than 30% of the candidates who participate each time will make it to tomorrow.

Because the examiners never show mercy, it is already very good to be able to barely save the lives of the candidates, and almost every candidate who is eliminated basically becomes a waste person after returning.

There are also many cases where the examiner misses and kills the candidate, although the examiner will be punished accordingly, but no one dares to guarantee that this situation will not occur again next time.

Before the end of the world, the entrance examination of the special art school was relatively good, and some examiners with a more 'gentle temperament' would be selected to conduct the assessment.

And the number of examiners will not exceed ten, and the number of examinees will be several times that of examiners.

Today, the number of examiners has inexplicably increased to fifty, and they are all irritable and irritable people, while the number of examinees is less than thirty.

On the whole, this is a complete one-sided strength crush.

If the candidate is lucky, as soon as he enters the assessment base, he will start to flee, hiding in an undetectable place, as long as he is lucky enough not to be discovered by the examiner within a day, and live unharmed until tomorrow, then he will pass the assessment successfully.

Of course, this is the luck that belongs to the possession of the golden fish, and the good luck is bursting.

If you don't have this kind of luck, you can only be scrapped by the examiner, and then thrown out of the examination room, a little less lucky, you may not be able to wait for the rescue personnel outside the field to come to treat in time, and you will die.

Before taking the entrance examination, all candidates have signed a contract of life and death, which cannot be reversed.

Mu Bai and *** Ya also signed, but at that time, I felt that there were too many agreements, and it was difficult to read, so I didn't know very well.

After all, they are not very old, and their understanding of special arts schools is still stuck in the original compulsory education.

I think that since it is also a school, it will naturally not harm the students themselves.

"The other way, one that is extremely rare." Erqi glanced at them indifferently,

"Although there is no clear rule, as long as it is approved by all the examiners, you will survive until tomorrow unharmed, and you will be able to pass the assessment."

Accidentally pulling on the wound, he coughed lightly and continued:

"Although I do not deny that your potential is not small, if you had been in the past, you might have passed the test. But today, you have to face fifty examiners, including the two of us."

Saying this, the depression in his heart inexplicably dissipated a lot. Although he and Fanhua were 'defeated,' he couldn't help but gloat at the thought that they would have to face the remaining forty or so people next.

"No matter how good you are, you can't be their match." He was sure.

Mu Bai was noncommittal.

She stroked her chin and muttered thoughtfully:

"There are more than 40 examiners...... Sure enough, I still have too few puppets." He looked a little annoyed.

(End of chapter)