Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Outfit of College Selection Was Forced to Be Struck by Lightning
An hour later, it was finally Zhai Ling's group's turn. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
In the two groups just now, there is still no one who has made the cut.
But the mentors are not completely disappointed, they are still looking forward to the emergence of a genius like Liu Yuwei.
Zhai Ling casually took out two Xuantie Stones, and the Lingzi in his body continuously released energy, fusing with the aura of the outside world to wrap the two Xuantie Stones.
Others need one piece for refining, and he directly uses two pieces, so there are requirements for his speed.
Zhai Ling didn't think about anything else, and began to refine his magic weapon with a calm heart.
This time, he was going to refine a long sword, and at least two pieces of dark iron stone would be enough to satisfy the long sword he wanted to refine.
(For the assessment, the magic weapon refined by the candidate is owned by the candidate)
When the time was twenty minutes old, the breath of the three magic weapons appeared at the same time.
The four mentors, including the ten facilitators, were stunned.
"Three first-grade refiners......! No! Ahhh
"Who did this group! Actually put all three geniuses in one group! Brain cramps, right?"
"Your grandfather's! Don't let me know who's in the group! Or I'll kick you to death!"
"It's so infuriating, why can you only choose two people from each group? The person who made this rule is sick in the head, right?"
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Then, someone whispered: "Everyone, be cautious! This rule was personally approved by the [Imperial Capital Academy]! And this group was divided by Lord Shi himself!"
Suddenly, the air froze for a while.
All the instructors automatically turned their gaze to the candidates, as if nothing had happened just now.
It's just that the thought of eliminating one person makes the hearts of the four seem to be dripping blood.
This refiner is not so easy for people to become!
Without that talent, you can only be trapped in the refining apprentice for the rest of your life.
Among the ten candidates, three were first-grade refiners, and this scene also stunned the candidates.
As for the remaining seven people on the refining platform, they all took the initiative to quit.
There are only two places in total, and now there are three first-grade refiners at the same time, and they are a low-level apprentice, what to fight for!
It's better to let go as soon as possible, and it won't be too embarrassing.
Thirty minutes later, three magic weapons were born.
A hammer, a spear, and a sword.
As for which one to eliminate, the four mentors were also very difficult, and they all looked at the magic weapons of the three of them.
From the point of view of their second-grade refiners, the quality of these three magic weapons was also mid-to-upper among the first-grade magic weapons, especially the long sword.
After a moment's hesitation, the four mentors gathered together and discussed for a while.
In the end, the four of them jointly decided to eliminate the hammer.
"Why? I don't accept it!" Cui Song, the author of the hammer, looked angry, why everyone is a magic weapon, but he is the one who is eliminated.
The tutor of Luohong Academy did not have any dissatisfaction, but said gently: "Classmate Cui Song, although your work has reached the first-grade magic weapon, compared with these two classmates, you lost to this spear in terms of strength, and you lost to this long sword in purity. However, you don't have to worry, there is still the college entrance examination behind, and we welcome talents like you in Luohong Academy. ”
"Yes, and I'm going to pick up the stars! Don't be discouraged, young man! You still have a chance!"
The tutor said that he was on this, and Cui Song didn't dare to be too presumptuous, so he had to grab his magic weapon and turn around and leave.
However, before the instructors could announce the results, Wang Ren, the author of the spear, spoke.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I want to test the strength of my spear with this sword, how about it?"
Originally, as long as the candidates got the quota, they could leave, but Wang Ren was unwilling to have someone to be tied with him, and he heard from the tutor that the hardness of his magic weapon was very strong, so he wanted to improve his status in the hearts of the tutors by destroying the long sword.
"This ......" The mentors did not immediately agree, but looked at the owner of the long sword, Zhai Ling, inquiringly.
Zhai Ling smiled lightly, glanced at Wang Ren, and was a little speechless in his heart, isn't it good to leave in such a low-key manner, do you have to come to this one, is it really good?
It's not that Zhai Ling is cowardly, it's that he wants to end the assessment quickly, and he has always been concerned about Lao Zhai's safety.
Before Zhai Ling could speak, Wang Ren sneered: "I thought that the owner of this long sword was also a very confident person, but I didn't expect it to be a soft egg!
As soon as these words came out, even the famous mentor of the Dusty Academy became a little angry.
directly labeled Wang Ren as "competitive" and "extremely vain".
It can be said that the Dusty Academy no longer intends to choose Wang Ren, and Wang Ren's performance is completely inconsistent with the concept of their academy.
As for Zhai Ling, everyone was looking forward to his performance.
Wang Ren's words did not make Zhai Ling's mood fluctuate in any way, which also disappointed the candidates who watched the play later.
I thought that Zhai Ling would suddenly be furious, and then rushed up and grabbed Wang Ren's hair, and then fell over the shoulder!
However, this is just some people's imagination.
Zhai Ling's face was gentle, as if he hadn't heard Wang Ren's sarcasm at all, and smiled, but if Lao Zhai was here, he would definitely laugh and laugh, this kid is going to trick people again.
I only heard Zhai Ling say gently: "Since Brother Cheap wants to compete, of course I don't object." Please!"
In an instant, Wang Ren roared angrily: "My name is Wang Ren!
It's just that Zhai Ling didn't seem to hear it, so he turned around and walked to the side and picked up his long sword.
"This idiot!" some of the candidates couldn't hold back, but laughed out loud.
A person who angrily shouts that he is not a slut is a strange scene to think about.
Wang Ren, who realized something, scolded angrily in his heart: "Damn! I want you to look good later!"
In principle, the competition works are tested by the helper, but at this moment, Zhai Ling and Wang Ren are each holding their own magic weapons, and they have no intention of handing it over to the helper.
"This ......" The tutor of the Luohong Academy frowned slightly, but was interrupted by the tutor of the Star Picking Academy, "It's okay, with us watching, what will happen?"
Then the mentor of the Star Picking Academy said solemnly to Zhai Ling and the others: "This competition is purely to test the hardness of the magic weapon, you two are not allowed to use aura or martial arts without authorization!"
Zhai Ling nodded.
And the corners of Wang Ren's mouth outlined a sneer.
As soon as he gave the order, he saw Zhai Ling swinging his sword at Wang Ren's spear.
In the blink of an eye, the two magic weapons collided violently.
A crisp sound, more like a wail.
I saw that Zhai Ling's long sword directly cut off the head of the spear.
Unbelievable!
Totally unexpected!
Except for Wang Ren, everyone only had surprised expressions.
The four mentors soon had another wave of excitement.
The four tutors all made up their minds, "Zhai Ling must be pulled into his own academy!
One sword cut off the magic weapon of the same level, which shows that Zhai Ling's alchemy technique is much stronger than Wang Ren.
Zhai Ling didn't speak, nor did he show any sneering, and calmly turned around and walked towards the mentors.
"No way! This is impossible! You must have done something! I won't lose! Never!"
Wang Ren roared loudly, his eyes were red, and he suddenly went crazy and lifted the crippled spear and stabbed Zhai Ling in the back.
"You dare!"
"Stop!"
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Four roars sounded, and the four mentors shot at the same time, with their strength in the foundation building period, it was simply easy to take down Wang Ren.
With a muffled snort, Wang Ren spat out a mouthful of blood and was shocked to the side, and was immediately taken down by the helper and waited for it to fall.
Zhai Ling didn't turn around, not even a trace of emotion was revealed, as if everything behind him had nothing to do with him.
just smiled silently in his heart, coldly, without a trace of hesitation.
This is by no means what Zhai Ling would do before, it seems that Li Ruoxie has indeed affected Zhai Ling's character, not to mention cold-blooded Zhai Ling at this moment, at least he has a cunning side, especially when dealing with enemies!
(Will he be the evil emperor of this generation?)
This Wang Ren wanted to use Zhai Ling as a stepping stone, but unfortunately he found the wrong person!
overestimated himself and underestimated Zhai Ling.
Zhai Ling is not a soft-hearted person, and the turn just now was actually made on purpose, the purpose of which was to leave Wang Ren a chance to make a move.
If Wang Ren doesn't do it, then everyone will be fine, and no one will provoke anyone!
But Wang Ren still couldn't hold back, and the dark side of his heart was completely exposed as Zhai Ling turned around.
Now it's okay, Wang Ren's ending has been fixed, he was escorted to the [Confession Prison] in the name of attacking the students of the Elite Academy, at least this year he will not be able to enter the Elite Academy, as for whether he will be banned for life, it is not certain.
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Two hours later, all the professional assessments were over.
A total of thirty-three people survived, all standing in their own professional areas.
Zhai Ling and Liu Yuwei stood together, and there were three boys beside them, and the five of them were the lucky ones of the refining department.
Coincidentally, Zhai Ling looked casually and saw Mo Wentian, who was standing in the area next to Zhai Ling, and at this moment Mo Wentian was holding a girl with a smile.
Probably feeling Zhai Ling's gaze, Mo Wentian looked up and saw Zhai Ling, stretched out his hand to greet and shouted, "Boss!"
Zhai Ling smiled and said, "You're busy!"
Mo Wentian laughed, and let go of the shy girl.
There are three successful artists in the entire department, one man and two women to be exact.
For a long time, it has been well known that the painter department is usually a department full of beautiful women, so for the only boy at the moment, that is, Mo Wentian, many male compatriots have cold eyes, wishing that they are Na Mo Wentian.