Half a month passed in the blink of an eye. In the midst of anxiety, the disciples of the pharmacy academy ushered in the first martial arts exam, that is, the sword exam.

The mystery they had been guessing for a long time was finally revealed. The exam is divided into two levels. The first level is: in front of Master Yuning, show the Ziyun swordsmanship from beginning to end, and the second level, swing the sword and slash the candlelight. The requirement is that the candle is extinguished, the candle cannot be poured, and only after passing the first level can you enter the second level. And only if you pass the second level can you pass the exam.

Seeing the content of the exam, most of the disciples thought that they could easily pass the first level. After all, for three months, they had been practicing their swordsmanship very hard every day. Nowadays, I remember the moves very well, and I dance them from beginning to end.

Soon, however, they discovered that they had guessed wrong.

Exams are held in the morning. The venue for the exam is the Great Hall. The mission office specially issued an announcement, no matter whether or not they received this task, as long as they are disciples of the pharmacy, they can come to watch this exam.

According to the arrangement of the examination, the afternoon before the day, all the disciples who had received the examination task went to the task office to draw the examination number, and the next morning, they rushed to the auditorium a quarter of an hour early to prepare for the examination.

The order of the exams is the exam number they draw.

Shen Yun and Yuan Feng also went to the auditorium. First, both of them wanted to see the martial arts exam and accumulate experience for next month's boxing exam, and second, they were warmly invited by Chen Long and others to cheer them up and cheer them up.

Master Yuning, as usual, was still surrounded by the red-clothed maids, stepping on a little bit and rushing to the auditorium.

After sitting down in the pavilion, she bowed slightly to the task manager in the audience: "Let's start." ”

"Yes. The steward clasped his fists and saluted, turned to face the disciples, and began to chant at the top of his voice, "Number one." ”

According to the requirements of the exam, he can report each test number up to twice. Those who fail to do so twice will be deemed to have abandoned the test and will fail this mission.

Before the words fell, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old male disciple ran to the examination area with a wooden sword in his hand, and saluted the steward with a sword: "No. 1 is here!" This is another rule of the exam: all disciples participate in the exam anonymously. That is, only the test number is reported, not the name.

The examination area is a square area that has been fenced in advance with red silk the day before, facing the pavilion, about twenty steps square.

The steward stepped forward to inspect his number plate and returned to his place: "Begin." ”

So, the disciple turned to face the stage and saluted again with his sword. Then, he was silent and began to perform swordsmanship in earnest.

This disciple's sword moves are very smooth, and his body is also beautiful. After three moves, his friends were about to applaud. I don't want to, at this time, a voice of "Okay, step down" came from the stage.

It was Master Yuning who spoke. She frowned slightly: "This disciple, you are performing a sword dance. ”

Mission Failed!

Disciple No. 1's face turned snow-white, holding a wooden sword, standing in place, his body swaying slightly.

The rest of the disciples were also dumbfounded. The sound of each other's breathing could be heard throughout the auditorium.

The steward came back to his senses, quickly waved his hand to signal No. 1 to leave, and chanted again: "No. 2." ”

No one answered.

"Number two. "The steward sang the second trumpet.

"Hey, here we are. Disciple No. 2 was sweating profusely and ran to the examination area in a panic.

It turned out that he was frightened by the tragic situation of No. 1, and his mind went blank. The first time I sang the trumpet, I didn't react.

After the exam began, he still hadn't entered the state, holding a sword, standing there with a wooden voice, and he was stunned for more than a dozen breaths.

All the disciples secretly sweated for him - this benevolent brother shouldn't be too nervous to remember the sword moves, right?

Sure enough, the second disciple cried and mourned, bowed to the stage, carried the wooden sword, and escaped from the auditorium.

He just gave up!

The disciples were in an uproar.

On the stage, Master Yuning looked at the steward: "Next." ”

"Yes. "The first martial arts exam was like this, the steward's face was a little unsightly, and when he sang the trumpet, his voice also lost its previous strength, "No. 3." ”

Number Three is a female disciple. She shuddered and walked into the exam area. The little pitiful one is no different from a lamb to the slaughter.

No one was optimistic about her.

In fact, this is also true. After two moves, Master Yuning waved his hand: "The sword move is not familiar, retreat." ”

Disciple No. 3 couldn't hold back any longer, threw the wooden sword in his hand, covered his face, and ran out of the auditorium crying.

Seeing this, Master Yuning said angrily: "Abandon the sword, it's disrespectful." "Command the steward," write down the woman's name. She is not allowed to receive any more swordsmanship assignments in the future. ”

The steward stiffened: "Yes." ”

Ah, Master Yuning, who has always been kind and pleasant, is angry! The disciples in the audience grabbed the wooden sword in their hands, and they didn't even dare to let out the atmosphere.

"Number four. ”

The exam continues.

The atmosphere in the auditorium was tense like never before.

Cold sweat began to break out on Long Chen's forehead. He bumped Shen Yun with his elbow, and his voice trembled three times when he was deliberately suppressed: "Brother Yun, should I just give up?"

Woo woo, after the four, it's his turn to be the five.

Shen Yun gave him a reassuring look, and leaned over slightly: "Don't be stupid." No. 1 really seems to be a martial artist on the stage, full of fists and embroidered legs. You are completely different from him. Your sword moves are very powerful, and you can definitely get through it. ”

"I'm afraid I'm like No. 2, standing there and forgetting to ......" Chen Long stared at No. 4 nervously, and the cold sweat was even worse.

Shen Yun thought for a while and came up with an idea for him: "Then, you try to blindfold your eyes with a handkerchief." ”

"Huh?" Chen Long was startled.

Shen Yun said slowly: "Before, when I was in the countryside, I walked the mountain road with Da Hei. Whenever he walks to a dangerous place, Da Hei always dares not pass. I blindfolded it with a veil. It stopped being strong, and let me lead it smoothly. It works every time. ”

At this moment, the number four also failed to leave.

"Five!"

Chen Long stood up "pout", lowered his head and stretched out his hand to Shen Yun: "Quick, give me your handkerchief." ”

Shen Yun had no choice but to take out his handkerchief from his sleeve pocket and hand it to him.

Next, everyone in the auditorium, including Master Yuning, was shocked by the scene in front of them—Disciple No. 5 rushed into the examination area like a whirlwind, covering his eyes with a handkerchief.

The steward was the first to come back to his senses, and in a daze, he stepped forward to check the number and announced the beginning.

There was silence all around, and it was pitch black in front of me. Chen Long felt as if he was standing alone in a black room.

This feeling reminded him of the scene of practicing swords alone in the dark at night.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the tension and panic in his heart, and practiced hundreds or thousands of sword moves like a tide in his heart.

He raised the wooden sword in his hand......

All the disciples present stared nervously at the wooden sword in the hands of disciple No. 5, silently counting the sword moves in their hearts.

One, two, three...... Ah, the sword move is more than halfway through! Master Yuning didn't make a sound!

Ahh

The last two tricks!

Last resort!

It's done!

The disciples immediately looked at Master Yuning in the pavilion.

"Reluctantly, it's still done. Master Yuning's lips opened lightly, "The first level, pass." ”

There is the tragic end of the No. 3 female disciple in front of her, and no one dares to make a mistake in front of her. Therefore, the auditorium was still quiet, no one applauded or cheered. However, everyone felt that the suffocating tension in the auditorium suddenly disappeared with a "pass" sound. The sky is still so blue, the wind is still blowing softly on the cheeks, and from time to time there are a few birds whispering on the surrounding golden laurel trees.

Next, it's the second level. The two miscellaneous servants of the mission department worked together to recruit a long case, and a neat row of white candles was placed on top of the long case. There are 30 sticks in total, and each one is about a fist apart. Finally, the two handymen lit the candles and turned to leave.

Ah, I really passed the first hurdle!

Chen Long ripped off his veil in disbelief.

The steward stepped forward and motioned for him to stand in front of the long case: "Begin." ”

Seeing the candlelight lined up in front of him, Long Chen couldn't help but play that trick of "stepping on the snow to find plum blossoms". At the moment, the left hand is pinched into a sword finger, and the right hand holds the sword and spins lightly, the sword move, out!

The ——, wooden sword floated past the candlelight.

The candlelight flickered and went out one after another.

Three out of ten.

Not a single candle has been emptied.

Master Yuning chuckled: "Yes." ”

"Ah, I succeeded!" Chen Long was so surprised that he actually picked up the wooden sword in his hand, put it to his mouth and kissed it.

The disciples saw it clearly, and their hearts swished up again-shouldn't it be regarded as "great disrespect" again, and all the previous efforts were wasted?

I don't want to, but Master Yuning said with a smile: "Next." ”

Chen Long opened a new mode of swordsmanship exams, and the next two disciples followed his example, blindfolding them with handkerchiefs. They both passed the task exam.

However, the good times were short-lived. Immediately after that, the disciples behind were again in a series of failures......

In the end, out of a hundred disciples who received the task, only seven passed.

Such a low pass rate was completely beyond the expectations of all the disciples. In the pharmacy, there was bitter wind and rain everywhere, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly sluggish.

Chen Hu, Hong Tianbao and Fu Zixing also did not pass. The three of them sat at the dinner table like frosted eggplants, and had no appetite at all.

At the same time, they were extremely puzzled - it was clear that Long Chen was practicing sword with them every time. Everyone works the same, and many sword moves are learned together. Why was he able to get by, but he was kicked out by Master Yuning within five moves?

Chen Hu asked directly.

Chen Long smiled and took out the square handkerchief, put it to his mouth, and kissed it numbly: "Thanks to Brother Yun's handkerchief." Then he said that Dahei covered his eyes with this veil, and he was no longer afraid of the dangerous mountain path, "I was so scared to death that I was scared." After listening to Brother Yun, he decided to learn from Dahei. Sure enough, Brother Yun's handkerchief also gave me magical powers. ”

"So amazing?" Chen Hu and the others snatched this piece of hemp white cotton handkerchief and rushed to see it.

Long Chen turned his head and asked Shen Yun, "Oh, by the way, Brother Yun, who is Da Hei?"

Shen Yun smiled and touched his nose: "Uh, big black, it's a big buffalo I fed before." Hehe, it's very human......"

"Poof-", Yuan Feng was drinking soup. Hearing this, I couldn't hold back, and it all squirted out.