Chapter 79 Selection

Yan Song listened to Qin Shou's suggestion and stayed in the inn for another two days. On the fifth day, it was the opening of Panlong Sword Academy. The student team of Haotang poured into the Panlong Sword Academy from the streets in all directions. He took this opportunity to hide into the crowd, hide the sky and the sea, and entered the sword courtyard with a group of students. He originally wanted Qin Shou to come with him, but Qin Shou said that for one reason or another, he had some personal grudges with the dean of the ruffian, and he would not enter the Panlong Sword Academy if he died.

According to the map prepared in advance by Qin Shou, Yan Song turned left and again in the huge college, and finally came to the freshman registration office. According to the rules of the Sword Academy mentioned by Qin Shou, as long as you report here, you can openly take the freshman selection examination. At this time, as long as you fill in the relevant specialties in the registration file and let the elders in charge of enrollment see it, they may be admitted exceptionally.

In this way, the elder of the college cherished the talent and wanted to keep Yan Song, and the ruffian elder also cherished the talent in his heart. He said that he was unwilling, but he must not be able to know in his heart, so the elder of the college wanted to keep Yan Song, so he gave the ruffian dean a step down the chance of entering the Panlong Sword Academy greatly increased.

Through the crowded registration students in front of him, Yan Song could barely see the situation in the registration office. There are two points in it, with two elders making records. Behind them, there are four or five students of the Sword Academy who have not returned home, probably to maintain order. These students all held their heads high. In their eyes, these people in front of them are not at the same level as them at all. If there are really awesome people lurking in it, it is only possible to be one in a hundred miles.

They just stood there, deliberately covering their eyes with long hair and looking out from the seams of their hair. Most of them are as quiet as virgins, but once they see someone jumping in line or spitting or clashing in the crowd, they will not say anything. A mysterious body will knock down the unlucky man to the ground, jump in line alone, and spitting. Eat the phlegm, beat it hard, and then let them roll out of the Panlongjian Courtyard in front of everyone.

The two elders seem to have been used to this kind of thing and do not react. Such things happened one after another, and Yan Song was not concerned about this. He only said that there were no ruffian elders here, and he could successfully sign up and complete the first task.

patiently lined up, half an hour later, he finally came to an elder, followed the example of the student in front of him to say hello to the old elder who was not too old, and then reported his name.

"Where are you from?" The elder didn't lift it up and recorded it on paper.

Yan Song didn't want to tell his true*, so he falsely reported a hometown. The elder continued to record and asked, "Age, cultivation."

"Just turned fifteen, third-order Xuanshi." Yan Song replied.

The elder still didn't look up. He thought that he had seen such a sea of people, so he asked while writing, "Mysterious attributes, specialty, martial soul."

"Wood attributes, no martial soul, spiritual power." Yan Song replied.

"Spiritual power!" The young elder looked up at Yan Song for the first time and said with a puzzled expression, "It's best to have spiritual strength, but as a third-order Xuanshi, he doesn't have a martial soul. I'm afraid... Come to the martial arts arena on time tomorrow morning, next!"

Yan Song returned to the inn with some loss. At this time, Qin Shou was lying on the railing on the second floor to look for new prey. At first sight of Yan Song coming back, he hurriedly greeted him up. The two walked into the room. Qin Shou asked how the matter was going. Yan Song said that he had successfully signed up, and then asked with some doubts, "Do I have to cultivate the martial soul to enter the Dragon Sword Academy?"

"Yes, why is this called Panlong Sword Academy, which is mainly based on martial soul cultivation and sword cultivation. The king of all kinds is a dragon, and the sect of all souls is naturally a dragon soul. Brother, look at your expression, don't tell me that you don't have a martial soul?" Qin Shou looked at Yan Song doubtfully.

Seeing Yan Song nodding, he lowered his head and thought for a moment. Suddenly, he laughed twice and asked Yan Song, "Isn't it, or is it embarrassing to take it out?"

Yan Song said puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"Just like me, I never take out my martial soul," Qin Shou was a little shy when he saw Yan Song looking at himself. "I don't know why, maybe it's a coincidence. When I went to hunt the beast to cultivate the soul, I actually merged with a rotten snake and repaired a possessed martial soul. This is all right, but the blame is that the possessed snake soul is either in the hand or on the head, which is more than several feet long and thick as a python, which is really majestic. But my possessed snake soul actually came from the belly of Dantian, only three feet long, not as thick as my arm, and waved out. It was elegant. Anyone who saw it thought I had practiced what kind of magic whip!"

Yan Song laughed, and he felt more and more that Qin Shou in front of him was really a personal person! But he only laughed twice, and he was lost again: "No matter what, you are still a little bit, I have nothing! Normally, after breaking through the first-order Xuanshi, the first liquefied Xuanzhu in the body will show the corresponding soul baby appearance, but because of some things, I didn't have time to check at all. Later, when I explored, there was nothing, because I had my own set of cultivation skills, and I didn't care much about the martial soul... Now is the time to really consider this problem."

"Don't worry, the ruffian dean has an evil temper. As long as he looks good at something, he doesn't care about the rules!" Qin Shou comforted Yan Song, "Yes, but he doesn't like you! Try it. If he sees you tomorrow, it is unlikely to kill you. I think he will either beat you or take you into Panlongjianyuan. This opportunity must be fought!"

Yan Song felt that the one in front of him was not comforting him, but a little gloating, but now there was no other way but to take it step by step.

In the second morning, Yan Song once again poured into the Panlong Sword Academy with a crowd, and then came to the martial arts arena for the freshman selection. In the center of the martial arts arena is a high platform. The high platform is very wide, with six or seven people sitting on one side, including the elder-looking old man, including the two people Yan Song saw yesterday, and several middle-aged people, who should also be some master-level figures.

What frightened Yan Song most was that among them, there was a ruffian dean sitting. At this moment, the old dean was sitting on his back, with one leg resting on the table in front of him, closing his eyes and pretending. The two elders next to him turned a blind eye to it, although an impatient look flashed from time to time.

On one side of the high platform, there are nearly a thousand people standing. At first glance, it is full of people, like a tide. On the other side, it is blocked by two purple stone doors, which are empty. Yan Song was in the crowd. Although he was a little tired of this kind of crowd, he was also glad that only in this way could he not be caught by the ruffian elder.

When he was young, a middle-aged man sitting on the stage said a few words like a ruffian dean. The old man did not open his eyes and waved his hand directly. The middle-aged man nodded and announced outside the field: "Of your more than 1,000 people, only ten people can be left in the end! Now we will conduct the first round of selection and test Xuanxiu. Now everyone is divided into two groups to touch the test doors on both sides of the high platform. As long as Xuanxiu meets the requirements, he can enter the door. If he can't get in, he can leave directly.

When he finished speaking, these thousands of students walked to the two doors one after another. Yesterday's registration is equivalent to an audition. First, record the basic information, and second, directly eliminate some mediocre people who do not meet the basic conditions. Of course, the most important thing is to know some special geniuses in advance for special treatment.

And now this test is exactly screening. The crowd immediately divided into two teams, sandwiching the high platform in the center and rushing to the test gate on both sides. Yan Song was in the flow of people on the left and kept hearing sighs from the front. On the contrary, there were few excited shouts. Fortunately, when it was his turn, he passed smoothly. After this screening, there were only 300 people left in the end.

After a while, the dark crowd withdrew from the blockbuster. In the end, there were only a few handfuls left. Yan Song found the most people. The cat was in it, afraid of being seen by the ruffian dean. Fortunately, the old man still kept the action of the old man just now and closed his eyes.

The middle-aged man continued: "Those of you who stay are above the first-order Xuanshi. What just tested was Xuanqi cultivation, and now, it begins to test everyone's attack ability. Come with me!" The middle-aged man said, jumped off the high platform and led more than 300 people to the edge of the martial arts arena.

The three sides of the martial arts arena are connected to all parts of the Panlong Sword Courtyard. Only this one is facing a large lake. The lake is wide and the lake is deep. Although it is winter, it is not frozen. In the middle of the lake about 100 meters from the shore of the lake, there is a pavilion that is abrupt in the water. There is no channel around the pavilion to connect to the shore. Inside the pavilion, Hanging a bronze bell.

The middle-aged man pointed to the bell and said, "Now, no matter what other means besides boating and swimming, as long as you can ring the bell, even a slight sound, it will pass the test!" The premise is that you can't use any weapons!"

More than 300 people, look at me and I look at you. You are dumbfounded. They are more than 100 meters away from there and can't use weapons. How many people can do it by relying on mystery alone?

"E Elder, can I stone it?" Suddenly, a voice came from more than 300 people.

"If I can't kill you with a stone and prove that it's not a weapon, you can choose this method." The middle-aged man said calmly, which made the teenagers sigh and dared not ask some idiotic questions. They know that this is the time to really test their strength.

"Fight! I've practiced some light work, and I don't know if it's enough this time!" Suddenly, a teenager came out of the crowd. He looked at the lake without ice, as if he was destined to fall into the water. He suddenly shivered. Then he took off his cotton-padded coat and took two steps back. His luck was mysterious. He ran two steps and pedaled under his feet. His whole body suddenly flew to the lake. He took several steps in the air. After his body gradually fell, his toes hurriedly touched the surface of the water and moved forward, about 30 meters out. When he was about to fall into the water, he suddenly pointed with one arm, a mysterious gas hit out, and the golden light flew towards the bronze bell.

There was a splash of water here, and a faint bell sounded over there. Two or three hundred people on the shore, including Yan Song, couldn't help but feel cold: "This boy, he is really cruel to himself!"

"Pass, the next one!"

With the first leader, others also scrambled to imitate. As a result, not everyone had learned to light work like the previous boy. As a result, they rushed forward less than ten meters. Before they could make a mysterious action, they plunged into the water. The cold and piercing performances made the people of these tests lively.

At this time, another person came out of the crowd. When the people around him were waiting for him to jump amazingly as before, he stood on the shore, with his arms working hard, and his palms out in a blink of an eye. A red light flew out and rushed straight to the bronze bell opposite. A buzzing sound came. The group of people were dumbfounded and looked at the rag with their big mouths. The teenager with a broken jacket was shocked and said, "100 meters, hit it like this? Is it possible to be born with a giant baby?