85_85826Sun Ningxuan and Sun Ningwei were taken aback, and hurriedly supported him: "Ang'er, what's wrong with you?!"

This set of martial arts is too high-level, and it is not something that Sun Ang can achieve now. His mental power was greatly depleted, and even the entire sea of consciousness was a little dimmed.

The headache was splitting, but the thirty-six styles were connected together, and the feeling of looking at the world was deeply imprinted in his heart.

"Although I can't do it now, as long as I keep working hard, one day, I can have that momentum!"

Sun Ningxuan hurriedly took out the elixir and fed it to him, the two doors of the Tenglong Martial Academy had already opened violently, and several disciples walked out: "New disciples who want to participate in the assessment, please come in, hold up your waist card to verify your identity." ”

Sun Ningxuan hurriedly helped Sun Ang up: "Come in." ”

Sun Ningwei asked, "How are you?"

Sun Ang shook his head slightly, endured the sharp pain of the alarm clock, and walked towards the door. But in his mind, he kept recalling the feeling of feeling that the thirty-six styles were connected in a line, and one move fell into the sky and changed color.

Unconsciously came to the gate, a student in front of him showed an imperceptible sneer, and suddenly silently stretched out a foot on Sun Ang's leg.

Sun Ang stumbled, looking a little wolf.

"Hahaha!" came a burst of laughter, and the outstretched student sneered.

Sun Ang frowned and looked, where the laughter came, several people were standing, holding a joke. A few acquaintances, standing in the middle is Sun Ke, on one side is Bai Zimao, and on the other side is a young man Sun Ang does not know.

But looking at that demeanor, Bai Zimao also respected him very much.

He snorted coldly, and then looked at the student who deliberately tripped over himself, dressed very plainly, obviously from a poor family. He couldn't help frowning, and asked coldly, "Why?"

The man was extremely arrogant: "Without him, I just don't like your kid!"

The disciple of the Tenglong Martial Academy, who was in charge of enrollment in front, was already urging: "Don't make more trouble, come in quickly!"

Sun Ang went in quietly.

"Boy, you dare to come to the Tenglong Martial Academy, see how I play you to death!" Bai Zimao said viciously as he passed by the three of them.

As soon as Sun Ang turned his head, Sun Ke looked at him with a sneer.

This time, there were more than sixty students who were going to be admitted to the Tenglong Martial Academy, and after they all entered, Sun Ke couldn't help but ask, "Senior Brother Bai, how about the people you arranged?"

Bai Zimao was full of confidence: "Although I can rest assured, Senior Sister, Song Guran is a smart person, and he has the best strength among the disciples of the Hanmen in this session, but he understands very well that martial arts cultivation is not supported by additional resources, and it is not enough to rely on the little things that the Martial Academy sends every month."

If their poor disciples want to get ahead, they must rely on us, otherwise, no matter how good their qualifications are, they will be a life lamp realm at most in their lifetime. So he will definitely work very hard and make Sun Ang wolf unbearable!"

Sun Ke nodded with satisfaction: "Then I'll rest assured, but, don't play to death, and let that kid enter the Tenglong Martial Academy, and we will slowly torture him in the future!"

"Of course!"

The young man beside Sun Ke said lightly: "You guys play and play, don't make it difficult to explain your life." ”

Sun Ang was just a helpless teasing object in his eyes, and the reason why he gave him a warning was just that he was afraid that he would be troublesome in dealing with it in the future.

......

Sun Ang followed behind the disciples of the Tenglong Martial Academy, until he came to a huge hall, where a middle-aged martial artist sat behind the table like an ancient bell, his gaze swept over everyone, like an iron rod full of enemy blood, sweeping from everyone's hearts.

Woo –

Everyone seemed to hear a whistling, and they all lowered their heads in shock from that gaze, and did not dare to look at him.

What a terrible strength!

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, seemingly satisfied with everyone's reactions, and then picked up a stack of papers from the table and threw it to the disciples on the side: "I Tenglong Martial Academy, I never accept waste! Look at the changes you can see in this move.

If you can see more than three, you can pass the test. ”

The test paper was sent down, and Sun Ang saw that this was a punch, and the other disciples immediately got in the way and thought about it, but at this moment, Sun Ang had a headache, and the sequelae left by the perception of the thirty-six martial god statues just now had not yet dissipated. The elixir that Sun Ning chose to take for him was sometimes used to treat meridian injuries, but it was not the right symptom.

He sat down in his seat and rubbed his temples in pain.

This scene fell in the eyes of the tough middle-aged examiner above, but it undoubtedly became Sun Ang's headache in the face of the exam questions.

The middle-aged examiner suddenly didn't like it, snorted coldly, and secretly became angry: "Look at the clothes are children of the family." Those hateful families, every year, they have to find ways to get by, stuff some waste in, and lower the overall quality of our Tenglong Martial Academy, it's really hateful!"

He glared at Sun Ang fiercely again, extremely dissatisfied: he couldn't even see the three changes, he was really a useless fool.

At this moment, his momentum was crushed, and Sun Ang suddenly felt that the air around him had become viscous, and he couldn't breathe well.

He looked up in surprise, just in time to meet the fierce eyes of the middle-aged examiner, and he really didn't understand how he offended this strong man.

It was easy for his head to stop hurting so much, and Sun Ang began to carefully analyze this punch.

But the sequelae are strict, and he still can't really concentrate.

When the bell rang and time ran out, Sun Ang finally managed to make up three changes and hand them in.

The middle-aged examiner checked them one by one, and the disciples on one side reported their results loudly.

"Chen Zan, four changes. ”

"Su Minghai, four changes. ”

"Qiao Lei, five changes!"

Everyone shouted in a low voice, and there was indeed a genius in the cold door.

"Sun Ang ......"

Everyone has seen it, and everyone has heard that Sun Ang is the only child of the family this time.

"Three changes!"

"Woo ......" booed, and the disciples of the poor sect gloated: "It turned out to be a waste, and how good it was to be boasted by the Sun family." ”

"Hmph, aren't all the children of the family like this? a little talent, the family will help and tout, and everything will be said to be ten percent!"

"Yes, we don't have such good luck in the cold door, no one helps to tout, we are clearly talented, and we can only be unknown!"

The results were read out one by one, and the worst ones were, of course, three changes, and Sun Ang was helpless to be at the bottom.

"Song Guran, six changes!"

Everyone exclaimed for a while, but soon calmed down: "Brother Gu Ran is the most talented among us, and it is not surprising to have this achievement." ”

"Yes, Brother Gu Ran, I am convinced, he doesn't have to be poor as those geniuses of the family, it's a pity that he is in a poor family. ”

"Hmph, it's not bad, it's much stronger than that so-called genius Sun Ang, twice as much as Sun Ang!"

The middle-aged examiner snorted coldly, and the voice of discussion disappeared immediately, and he read out the name of the last person: "Long Jianye, five and a half changes." ”

A strong young man sitting at the back scratched his head a little unwillingly, there was not enough time, otherwise he would definitely be able to deduce six changes.

But if you lose, you lose, and he is very calm.

This achievement caused a small exclamation.

Song Guran has already been famous among the disciples of the Hanmen, no matter how good he is, everyone is mentally prepared. But this Long Jianye had never heard of it before, but he didn't expect to have the strength to challenge Song Guran!

The middle-aged examiner waved his hand and said, "It's all passed!" But you all remember to me that in the Tenglong Martial Academy, all disciples are treated equally, don't think that you are so noble that you can't pass the assessment, Lao Tzu will never let you in!"

As he spoke, he glared at Sun Ang viciously.

Sun Ang still had a headache at this moment, and he didn't have the energy to pay attention to the cynicism of these people.

"Alright, let's go to the second exam room. ”

The disciples left with everyone, and as soon as they went out, they saw Sun Ke and the three of them standing outside, looking at Sun Ang with a smile.

Bai Zimao sneered: "Isn't this the super genius of the Anhuai Sun clan, how come the results are counted down? and changed from a genius back to a waste?" hahaha." ”

Sun Ang glanced at the three of them lightly and said, "So, what should it be that even me, a waste, can't defeat?"

"You! presumptuous!" Bai Zimao was furious, and Sun Ke on the side had an extremely ugly face.

Sun Ang smiled, his smile was full of contempt: "Presumptuous, Bai Zimao, your tone of reprimand, you can't help but treat yourself too much." ”

Bai Zimao was about to rush forward on the spot, but was coldly stopped by those disciples: "Senior Brother Bai, the matter is very important! If you disrupt the enrollment of the academy, I'm afraid even Uncle Bai won't be able to protect you!"

Bai Zimao relied on Lao Tzu's support and didn't pay much attention to the warnings of a few ordinary senior brothers, but the majestic middle-aged examiner inside walked out and just glanced at Bai Zimao coldly, and immediately let him hide to the side like a cat.

"Song Guran, come here. ”

After being summoned, a hint of joy flashed in Song Guran's eyes, and he still came to the middle-aged examiner cautiously and politely, and bowed: "Respect the teacher." ”

The middle-aged examiner threw him a jade plaque: "After the exam, take the time to come to Wushan Pavilion to see me." ”

"Obey!" Song Guran won the jade medal, but he still couldn't suppress it, and trembled a little excitedly.

The middle-aged examiner walked away, and the disciples behind him suddenly became excited, and they swarmed in front of Song Guran, constantly congratulating: "Brother Song, it seems that Zeng Xiong's predecessors are going to accept you as a personal disciple!"

"Brother Song ascended to the sky in one step, and he was valued by Master Zeng Xiong, and he will definitely have great ambitions in the future!"

There were bursts of sycophants, and on the way to Sun Ang's arrival, Sun Ningxuan also briefly said something about the Tenglong Martial Academy. These mentors will also compete for disciples with their own vision during the assessment.

Being accepted as a personal disciple will have great benefits in the future.

Therefore, even Song Guran couldn't help but be excited.

Bai Zimao, who was squeezed by Sun Ang for a while just now, and was a little disgraced, looked at Sun Ang with some schadenfreude: "The genius of the Sun family? hey!"

(The third update, ask for support).