Hundreds of young people stood outside the Qingfeng Temple, standing in front of the Hall of Knowledge, the morning breeze blowing the corners of their clothes, and the morning sun shining on their youthful faces.

The elders of the various houses had left, and the faces of the students were only nervous.

The people who came here for the sake of their careers were even more excited at the moment.

The Hall of Knowing is huge, and the main entrance slowly opens.

Under the gaze of countless Qingfeng Academy teachers and the education officials in charge of the imperial court, hundreds of young people rushed in, and they didn't know who would be the golden scale that passed through the dragon gate in one fell swoop.

The mute array was opened, and the curtain hung down on the screen corridor that came with the Hall of Knowledge, and only Qingguang could enter the hall.

The floor in the hall is extremely wide, and there are hundreds of tables, which are still not crowded, very clear, and each desk is far away from each other, even if you have good eyesight, it is difficult to get a glimpse of the answer on the other side without moving, not to mention that there are several teachers here who are constantly patrolling.

These teachings are also practitioners, and most of them are above the lack of gods, and cheating under their gaze is purely unsightly.

The instructors began to distribute the test papers, and the candidates began to read the test papers, and the sound of cheering and cheering converged in one place, as if it had fallen in a heavy rain.

There are also people who don't go to see the scrolls, but study ink and meditate there, such as Ouyang Luo.

There are also people who close their eyes and start to recuperate, such as the talent of the last session mentioned by Bai Jiu Ouyang Luo, Tang Chun.

There are also observations around, nothing to grind ink, nothing to read the scroll, what to do, such as Bai Jiu, such as the second prince Fang Yu.

The eyes of the two coincided together in the observation, Bai Jiu was taken aback, at this time he found out that His Royal Highness the Second Prince was also here for the exam, and he wanted to bow and salute, only to find that he was already in the exam, and he could only make a slight bowing motion. The second prince nodded, which was understood.

Unintentional calmness is true calm, and such people are the most confident people. Obviously, there are a lot of people here, but it seems that Bai Jiu is the exception.

The bell rang and the candidates began to answer the papers.

Bai Jiu picked up the pen and began to write, and each stroke fell on the volume cleanly, without a trace of dragging. It seems that all of him will, because for him, a lot he understands. After studying for more than ten years, things are not in vain.

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The pen walks on the white paper, exuding a faint scent of ink, like a person walking in the desert, sometimes with a rustling sound, and a kettle with clear water in his arms.

The Hall of Knowing seems to have a lot of mulberry trees and a lot of silkworms for a while.

Bai Jiu's pen is like a wandering dragon and snake, writing quickly but also very seriously, and one stroke looks a little restrained.

In this way, he seemed a little nervous, but in fact he was very relaxed, not because he could answer all the questions in the volume, but because the beginning itself was a stress-free trial for him.

It's not about the future, it's not about the career, it's just about the so-called reputation, and he doesn't care.

There are not many people who can have such a mentality, such as Ouyang Luo, such as the second prince.

However, in private, the teachers of the academy made a bet on Bai Jiu and Tang Chun, as a senior, Tang Chun, no matter how calm his mood is, is only a young student, and such a bet will more or less cause him psychological pressure. Not to mention Zhong Tianming, those Yongan talents who were with him were okay, at least they were not angry, Zhong Tianming was angry at this time, and he wanted to find an opportunity to prove himself every time in the past few months, so this time when the opportunity came, he would attach great importance to it, but this attention would make him very nervous.

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West of the city, Tianchoin Temple.

Unlike Qingfeng Temple, Wenju used formations and some methods to shield all the outside breath other than sunlight in the Hall of Wisdom of Qingfeng Temple. The Tianxuan Courtyard placed Wuju in the backyard, which was a place adjacent to the Yew Annex, with a square high platform, and the center of the platform was the circular field.

There were a few people sitting on the high platform watching, most of them were students of the Heavenly Chosen Academy, and a few were soldiers in the Yew Garden.

This year's martial arts seems to be no different from the next year, but there are more people on the high platform than in previous years, and Liu Fuyao, the president of the Heavenly Selection Academy, is watching there.

The old man who seemed to be drowsy, but in fact, his white eyebrows were flying, and he was paying attention to the students in the room.

The dean came to see it in person, and it must have alarmed a lot of people, so many of the teachers of the Heavenly Chosen Academy also came. Among them, there is a celebrity who has never been in a high position, but he is unanimously favored by the deans of the Tianqi Four Academies.

Everyone seems to be coming in order, and there must be a reason for that. Instructor Zhu is the most incomprehensible, because everyone knows his temper, and there are people who know him, so they take this opportunity to tease him a few words.

"Rarer, rarer! Why did you have Yaxing to see our martial arts this year? Didn't you always say that our martial arts are about to become a selection meeting for all the thugs, and your words are extremely evil? It was a tall, thin teacher who spoke, and his tone was sarcastic, but not annoying.

The person known as Instructor Zhu was a middle-aged man, dressed in a simple military robe, and his bare skin looked hard and cold, as if he had crossed a layer of steel. His surname is Zhu, and his name is Zhu Weak. Under such a name, there is a strong and terrible person. In the early years, he fought with the Xili grassland cavalry on the frontier, and after the death of his horse, he returned to Yong'an City.

In the teaching philosophy of the Heavenly Chosen Academy, almost all the tough and unreasonable things were proposed by him alone.

Hearing the ridicule of the people next to him, Instructor Zhu not only did not change in the slightest, but responded coldly: "If it weren't for the order of His Majesty Emperor Yu and the martial arts of Lord Martial Saint himself, such a trial would not be necessary!" But this time, who would know, there was a piece of treasure! ”

His eyes kept staring at the stage as he spoke, not only him, but also the tall and thin teacher, as well as Dean Liu.

Or it could be said that almost the whole audience was watching that person.

"This kid should have come for the Hidden Dragon Try, so he needs an identity now."

"An idiot can also think of this, I didn't expect that my dignified Heavenly Chosen Court would make a wedding dress for someone else today, and I can't refute it. Having said that, he is still in charge of our Heavenly Chosen Academy! Instructor Zhu continued: "In any case, our Heavenly Selection Academy's hidden dragon test this time will occupy more rankings!" ”

The tall lanky teacher nodded slightly, not denying it.

Once in more than ten years, who doesn't want to win glory for this?

On the high platform stood a young man who was not tall, about twenty years old, with a slightly immature face and very wooden eyebrows. He was wearing a very ordinary cloth coat, tied with a thin rope around his waist very casually, he had no shoes on, and he stepped on the ground barefoot.

From the beginning of the early morning martial arts, from the time he walked up this step, he did not step down again,

Countless contestants in the audience looked at him on the high platform, and their hearts were full of resentment and helplessness. Even if he is responsible for the teaching of discipline and rules in the field, he cannot raise any criticism.

What used to be fair and just martial arts now seems to be less fair. Because it's not a matter of rules, it's a problem of people, and this person is too strong.

His name is Mo Kai, Mo Kai who is not open. Tanhua has his name on the list, he is higher than Ouyang Luo, he has a nickname, called Mangfu.