Several teachers had gathered around the boy in an instant, and were about to speak, but the boy had re-wrapped his left hand, took down the transcript in his mouth, and said something vaguely, several teachers were stunned and scattered with reluctant faces, only a male teacher with a bear-like face stayed with a happy face, patting the boy's shoulder with his bear-like palm, while laughing as if praising the boy. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wu Fan looked at the scene not far away, and sighed secretly in his heart, but at a distance of more than ten meters, he couldn't hear what the boy and the male teacher said, and with the destruction of the dantian, the six senses also weakened, and now it is not much stronger than ordinary people.

Just when Wu Fan was in a low mood, a discussion around him drew his attention back to the strength test, only to see that in front of a machine, a teenager was actually holding a special gourd and drinking something, looking at its throat that kept rolling up and down and a wisp of water stains flowing from his mouth, and he drank quite quickly.

The machine screen in front of the boy showed the number '412', and the teacher in charge of the invigilator just looked at the boy silently and did not stop him.

"Cool!" the young man finally finished drinking, wiped the water stains on his mouth with his sleeve, and shouted, two red clouds rose on his face, and a star-like light flashed in his eyes.

Seeing this, the teacher standing next to the machine restarted the machine and nodded at the boy.

The young man pinned the gourd in his hand behind his waist, but suddenly stumbled under his feet, and when there was an exclamation in the crowd, the young man's hands rotated alternately in front of him, and his right fist retreated slightly on the target, leaving only a vague black shadow.

"Boom!" the huge machine seemed to tremble, and with a 'ding' sound, the number '1396' was displayed on the screen, and the boy's body shook like a reed.

"Drunken fist!" There was an exclamation from the team, and Wu Fan looked at the young man's feet that seemed to be rooted although his body was swaying, and he nodded in the same way.

The form is not drunk, the body is not drunk, the hands and feet are not drunk, and the eyes and hearts are not drunk. It is the mystery of 'drunken fist', but what he doesn't understand is that since the young man already has a unique skill and can cultivate on his own, why should he apply for the 'Seven Academies'.

You must know that martial arts is not a thing that the more you learn, the better, miscellaneous but not refined is a taboo in martial arts, 'drunken boxing' itself contains a set of internal martial arts, which can use alcohol to accelerate the operation of true qi, so as to achieve the effect of rapid absorption, gathering, and explosion of true qi.

The boy had just walked out of the examination room with his report card, and the encounter of the 'left-handed boy' had just been played out again, and finally the boy left with a woman with a kind face.

The team kept moving, and it was finally Wu Fan's turn to play, and after escorting Wu Fan over, several senior students who had been standing outside the examination room and chatting also stopped talking at this time, staring intently at this side.

The teacher in charge of the invigilation also looked at Wu Fan with anticipation, judging from the clothes worn by those senior students, except for the 'Cihang Zhai' in the 'Seventh Academy', which does not accept boys, they are all here, and the young man in front of him must not be an ordinary person.

Wu Fan walked to the boxing target, looked at the big red dot in the middle of the black round target, and suddenly punched out without warning.

The invigilator's expression moved, and he proved his judgment more and more, the young man in front of him was really not ordinary, ********, the elephant was invisible, and it seemed to be a punch with a clear breeze, but it was exactly ...... As the invigilator turned his head, his mind froze as if he had been frozen, and an astonishing number was clearly displayed on the big screen, '183'!

The number "......" was also seen by the teenagers in the queue, and in an uproar, the teenagers looked at Wu Fan with strange eyes.

Several senior students standing outside the field widened their eyes, looked at the numbers on the screen in disbelief, and invariably jumped out of the same thought, could it be that the machine is out of order?

The same thought came out of the invigilator's head.

"This classmate, you wait a minute. The invigilator smiled apologetically at Wu Fan, began to check the parts of the machine, quickly checked all the parts, and after not finding out where the problem was, she walked to the machine in person and slapped it on the target with her hand.

The number '964' was displayed on the 'ding' screen, and there was an exclamation from the crowd, and it was nearly a thousand catties of force with just a light tap, what would it be like if it hit with all its might? The teenagers looked at the teacher who was still checking the machine, and their eyes were hot.

The inspection results showed that there was nothing wrong with the machine, and in the end, the teacher had to blame the fault on a fortuitous event.

"I have already re-debugged the machine, and the exam results are calculated according to the highest data, so don't care about the results just now, don't have any burden, and come back to ......" The invigilator looked at Wu Fan with encouraging eyes.

As the number of '183' on the screen changed, Wu Fan, who was looking at the screen in a daze, also came back to his senses, although he had already been mentally prepared, he still couldn't accept it for a while after seeing this number, and he also had the idea that it was impossible for the machine to malfunction.

After hearing the teacher's words, Wu Fan looked at the target again, gathered all the few wisps of true qi remaining in the eight veins to his right hand, and punched out.

"Whew!" the black target just trembled slightly, and the invigilator almost subconsciously immediately looked at the screen, '236'!

After a moment of silence in the audience, there were bursts of discussion, although Wu Fan's six senses had degraded to the level of ordinary people, but the harsh words still came into his ears.

"What school is he from, and why is he so bad?"

"I don't think he came out of the martial arts school, I guess he came from a ravine and ravine......"

"Well, you see how well he is dressed and dirty, how did such a person come in?"

Tong Yan is unscrupulous, where would a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy consider whether his words would hurt people, and they who have learned martial arts do not take ordinary people in their eyes, in their eyes, Wu Fan is already an 'outsider'.

"Quiet, don't you all want to take the exam?" said an invigilator with a heavy face after hearing these 'Mowgli' words.

Suddenly, the examination room was quiet, but most of the teenagers looked at each other and looked at Wu Fan with a sneer, waiting for his next ugly appearance.

The teacher who was responsible for invigilating Wu Fan did not show any inappropriate behavior, after all, the quality of a person who can be a teacher will definitely not be inferior, and in her heart, she also expects Wu Fan to be like the 'left-handed boy' in front of her, and burst out with unexpected surprises at the last moment.

After restarting the machine, the teacher didn't say any more words of encouragement, but the expectant look in her eyes was enough to express her wishes.

Several senior students standing outside the arena did not show too surprised looks, it is good that Wu Fan can have a surprise at the last chance, even if he doesn't, it doesn't mean anything, there are still 'speed' and 'body method' exams behind, maybe this teenager is just weak.

"Make a great move!" One of the young people saw that Wu Fan had not moved, and thought that he was hesitating, 'hiding clumsy' is not an uncommon thing among martial artists, except for those who are strong and strong, who doesn't want to leave a few hole cards for themselves?

'Make a great move!' The teenagers in the arena showed a sudden look when they heard these three words, and then thought of the performance of the 'left-handed boy' in front of them, and some of the teenagers even began to regret that they shouldn't have spoken so loudly just now, and would they have formed a demonic 'enemy' because of this......

Wu Fan actually didn't care about the words that came into his ears at all, how could he bother with a group of children, at this moment he was thinking about what was the purpose of the 'God Operator' letting him come here?

The letter left by the 'God Operator' was very vague, only saying that if he came to take the exam, there would be a great opportunity waiting for him, which could make him recover his martial arts.

But judging from the current situation, he is not even qualified to enter the 'Seventh Academy', where is this big opportunity?

Only his own family affairs are known, and where will he have any 'surprises', failing the strength test, and it is impossible to pass the speed and body style.

But judging from the miraculous healing effect of the mysterious pill given to him by the 'God Operator', it is by no means an ordinary thing, this kind of medicine he has never said in his previous life, he has never even heard of it, a person who has never met before, since he is willing to take out such a rare medicine to heal him, it will never be just for entertainment, so this exam must have other arrangements.

No matter what arrangement the other party will have, as long as he does his best, Quan Zuo is a dead horse and a live horse doctor, just like the pill did not disappoint him, he believes that the 'God Operator' will not let him down.

Thinking of this, Wu Fan let go of the distracting thoughts in his heart, his eyes fell on the fist target again, and he suddenly took a deep breath, and with his breath, the originally calm air around him suddenly shook, and under the drive of the true qi mixed in it, it turned into a huge funnel and poured into his body.

Ordinary people naturally couldn't feel all this, but which of the people present was an ordinary person, that is, the teenagers in the queue, they also felt the changes in the air for the first time, and looked at Wu Fan in shock.

The closest invigilator to Wu Fan is the one who feels the deepest, a large amount of true qi is summoned from all directions, driving the nearby air to flow and rotate together, the air that is usually not felt seems to have become a monstrous wave at this moment, the huge whirlpool seems to give these huge waves the power of overwhelming mountains and seas, this power has no real destructive power, but the effect is like a person watching a 5D movie, knowing that everything is fake, but he can't help but fall into it.

Helpless, small, fearful, vulnerable...... All kinds of negative emotions came to my heart, as if I was standing in front of an incomparably tall giant, and it was as if I was floating alone in the vast universe. This is coercion, an invisible but imposing attack with great lethality.

The teenagers in the queue looked at Wu Fan at a loss, their faces were full of confusion, incomprehension, and a trace of instinctive fear, but the teacher standing opposite Wu Fan was pale, beads of sweat covered his forehead, his body was trembling slightly, and the true qi in his body was subconsciously stimulated, wandering on the surface of his body.

Such a big contrast between teachers and teenagers does not mean that teachers are inferior to these teenagers. The newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger because it does not know what it is like to be bitten by a tiger, just as a child of a few years old dares to put his hand into the fire, because he has not been burned and does not know that fire is dangerous.

The same is true of coercion, the more people understand that the disparity in strength crushes, the greater the reaction to coercion! Conversely, the teenagers' reaction is not so strong.

(I wanted to save the manuscript this week, but I was busy for a week or didn't save it, someone in the company made a small report, although the boss was not named, but it has been warned at the regular meeting, alas, the landlord, the housekeeper, the long-term worker just can't have one heart! I wish everyone a happy weekend! ^_^ I will also have a day off tomorrow, okay? Okay!)