Zhang Bo looked at the assessment of the venue, his mind was always on Zhang Yi, and he would pay attention to the words of several of them.

is also in another inconspicuous corner, a handsome and ordinary-looking teenager, compared with some girls, it feels very strange, and he is also watching this freshman assessment, he is Zhang Yi's cousin, Wang Hao!

"Brother Hao, look ......" A young man next to him pointed to Zhang Yi.

"Which cousin in your mouth is in the crowd, don't you plan to go over to meet him?" The young man was ordinary, but he was Chu Tian, who was known as the 'Bloody Hand' in the academy.

"Let's not go for the time being, after he competes, it's not too late to go, not to mention where my cousin Zhang Bo is!" Speaking of Zhang Bo, Wang Hao gave a few people from another place to the one next to him.

Chu Tian, known as the 'Bloody Hand', heard Wang Hao say Zhang Bo, his face couldn't help but change, and he secretly glanced at it with some fear in his eyes.

Wang Hao saw it in his eyes, snorted coldly, and muttered in his mouth: "This cousin is too arrogant, thinking that with the support of the dean, he is lawless, and he doesn't take my cousin in his eyes, sooner or later he will suffer!"

Hearing this, Chu Tian just smiled embarrassedly, in the entire academy, there are only a few people who dare to evaluate Zhang Bo behind his back.

Zhang Bo on the other side seemed to notice Wang Hao's gaze, and glanced back with an incomprehensible smile.

"My cousin Wang Hao has a lot of prejudice against me!" Zhang Bo said casually.

A few people felt speechless for a while, how can we intervene in your family's affairs!

......

"Next!" a young woman had just finished speaking, and a human specimen fell from the sky.

"Failed the assessment!"

The young man looked at the older woman on the field, remembered the competition just now, and was afraid for a while, so he didn't say a word, and left quickly with a disgraced face.

At this moment, most of the assessment has been made, and only more than ten people have passed the assessment, among these more than ten people, there is a woman named Ye Yuqing, with the strength of peeping for one day, not only defeated the peeping for two days, but also defeated the strong man who spied for three days, and tied with the peeping for four days, and the potential is extraordinary.

Even the teachers present were also very appreciative, and they all wrote down the name of this girl, Ye Yuqing! If nothing else, the title of the first freshman this time would be hers.

The competition has continued until now, and there are only three people left in the field, Zhang Yi, Wuxie and a young girl.

This girl has a round face, big eyes, and a quirky appearance, which looks very cute.

Zhang Yi has been waiting, losing the latent vein, losing the seven regiments of spirits, the potential and latent sensitivity have been greatly reduced, facing the two days of voyeurism, he is afraid that he will be careless, so he has been observing, observing their latent skills, to see if there is a chance to win with one blow.

For most of the month before the enrollment of the college, Zhang Yi practiced swordsmanship and latent skills hard every day, and his improved strength was also minimal.

Facing a strong man who has been sneaking for two days and is above the third group spirit, Zhang Yi has no certainty of winning.

Now there are only three people left, and the three of them are staring at each other, and they all want to stay in the last assessment.

The female disciples of the academy who have been sneaking for two days are impatient, the so-called persimmon is soft and pinched, among the three, Zhang Yi and Wuxian are relatively taller, and it can be seen from their expressions that they are not afraid of the competition.

The girl was relatively short, and seeing her hesitant and pitiful, somewhat weak appearance, the female disciple stretched out her hand and pointed at the girl among the three of them.

"You, don't look at it, it's you, come out!" The female disciple of the academy pointed to the girl who was looking around, looking left and right.

"Me?" the girl pointed to herself, a little surprised, why did there be three people, but me?

The girl's face was full of grievances, and she reluctantly walked towards the field.

If there is no superfluity, the female disciples of the academy also want to end it quickly so that they can go back to the academy to rest, so they strike preemptively, and the move is also very fierce.

What was surprising was that the girl's face remained unchanged in the face of the female disciple's sharp moves, and everyone present was impressed.

It can be seen from their shots that both of them have potential and latent sensitivity, not only are they fast, but their moves are also simple and rude.

Unconsciously, the ten rounds were over, but the teacher didn't shout to stop, seeing that the girl didn't go all out, and the two of them were still fighting.

The potential cooperates with the latent sensitive, and the increase in strength is very strong, and against the academy disciples who are also potential and latent sensitive, the girl is at ease at the same time, and some are comparable.

Unconsciously, forty rounds passed, and the examiner who watched frowned, seeing that the girl didn't want to win against the female disciple, but was just entangled with her and consumed her physical strength.

"Okay, don't fight, you've passed the exam!" the examiner stood up and stopped him.

Hearing the examiner speak, the two girls immediately stopped, the female disciple of the academy didn't want to fight, she was afraid that she would fail if she continued, and she would lose face at that time, and this girl didn't want to compete at all, from the beginning of the competition, they were all coping, and they didn't do their best.

As soon as the examiner beckoned, the female disciple in the school room withdrew, and another male came on.

Now there are only two people left in the field, Zhang Yi and Wuxie, and they have not yet been assessed and competed.

"Brother?" Wuxian patted Zhang Yi on the shoulder and winked at him, meaning to let Zhang Yi go first.

Zhang Yi turned his head, pinched the innocent sleeve with two fingers, took away the hand on his shoulder with a disgusted face, and patted his shoulder by the way, lest he dirty his clothes.

Only then did he look at some Mu Na, and looked dull and innocent and said, "I don't know you!"

Wuxian coughed twice and didn't get angry, and smiled at Zhang Yi.

It's okay not to laugh, Zhang Yi feels that this innocence is very weird, as if he can see people clearly.

The academy disciples in the field saw that Zhang Yi and Wuxian had no one to compete for a while, and felt that they had been despised by them, and suddenly a wave of anger rose.

"You, come out for you!" The disciple of the academy blushed and pointed innocently, and shouted.

Why don't you refer to Zhang Yi? Maybe it's because this innocent face is dull and looks a little honest, although Zhang Yi looks more honest, but he is dressed in brocade clothes, it can be seen that Zhang Yi is either rich or expensive, rather than choosing Zhang Yi, it is better to choose innocent, the so-called persimmon is soft pinch, this is the truth everywhere.

Seeing the academy disciple pointing at him, Wuxian was stunned for a moment, glanced at Zhang Yi, felt that he couldn't see Zhang Yi's potential, and glanced at the academy disciple again, so he was not in a hurry, with frustration in his eyes, and walked towards the academy disciple.

Innocent came to the disciple of the academy, sighed, and didn't know why he sighed, and then slowly pulled out a sword from his back, a purple sword, which was brilliant and sharp.

This is a 'soldier spirit', and the young people present only know about the soldier's cognition in books, so they think that this sword is a little peculiar, and they have never thought of the soldier's spirit.

If they can't think of it, it doesn't mean that the academy disciples can't think of it.

"That'...... But the soldiers?"

"What a soldier! Whose family is he?"

"There are only a handful of people in the entire academy who have a soldier spirit, and I didn't expect that there are also people in this freshman!"

"I'm afraid this person's background is extraordinary, so it's better for me to fight less of his ideas!"

"The soldier spirit in his hand, after arriving at the academy, it is time to change the master!"

......

When they saw an inconspicuous guy holding a soldier spirit, his eyes were red and his breathing became short, and even the examiner and several teachers present secretly swallowed their saliva.

The soldier spirit is too rare, even Chen Fengren, the city lord of the Hidden Control Three Courts, has never owned it (given it to Zhang Yi), and it is someone else who peeps into the hidden realm, and some of the upper ranking soldier spirits, even the hidden king will be red-eyed.

"Strike!" said Innocent.

"Lao Tzu never beats unknown people, report your name, Lao Tzu is competing with you!" The disciple of the academy asked the name of the innocent without blushing.

Why didn't you ask the names of the people who had competed before? But you only asked when you saw the soldier spirit? Isn't this an obvious report to the forces in those academies!

Hearing this, Wuxian looked up into the distance, an indescribable emotion permeated his heart, and he muttered with an indescribable emotion: "I hope there is no evil in the world!"

"What kind of nonsense, Lao Tzu asked you what is your name?" The academy disciple was a little annoyed, this was despising himself.

"Call your mother's head!" The words fell, and the innocent did not give the academy disciple a chance to speak, only to see the figure flash, like a gust of wind blowing, the speed was extremely fast, and the kick came out, the academy disciple was shocked, and it was too late to make a move, the innocent foot was already attached to the chest of the academy disciple, and suddenly the academy disciple was like a sandbag thrown out by someone, under a beautiful arc, and landed.