Chapter 14 Admission

The crowded team and busy crowd at the gate of the college were not affected by the episode created by the two nobles, Zhan Keli and Sean. And Lance finally captured the front of the team.

"The next group." The staff of the college waved to Lance. Three people, including Lance, came forward and handed over their identity documents first. The staff of the college just glanced at it and nodded. Lance's identity certificate also says Lance, but his identity has changed from a first-class aristocrat of the empire to a civilian in the suburbs.

Next is the focus. After seeing the identity, you will face the first round of assessment. The last three teachers will ask them questions respectively, and those who pass will enter the martial arts test of the next level.

Lance first came forward and handed his identity certificate to the three teachers for a look. After taking it, the three took it and nodded and said, "Well, Lance, let's start. Let me ask the first question. Please briefly describe the races that exist on the mainland today and the relationship between various races.

"Okay." Lance pondered for a while and then said, "Since the cancellation of trade with orc tribes in the eastern continent we live in six years ago, there are only a small number of goblets living in the northern part of the continent. Of course, there are still many monsters living in the whole continent. In the western continent, the north is the high elves and night elves that are allied with us, and the orcs occupy most of the central part of the continent. We once had trade with the war song tribes among the orcs, but since the 'catastrophe' incident, we have completely entered a state of hostility. In the western continent, there is also an evil dark parliament, which is composed of members and complex, composed of a large number of fallen humans, evil elements in the orc tribes and fallen elves. On the huge islands in the northwest of the western continent, it is said that there is the most powerful existence known as Warcraft, the dragon clan...

After listening to Lance's answer to the question, the tutor nodded, and the other continued to ask, "Please talk about the strong man in the Holy Land in the world and who you think is the most powerful."

Lance nodded and smiled after hearing this. In fact, there will never be a real answer to this question, because these strongest people in the world have never gathered together to fight. However, since this question was raised by the college tutor, then... Lance lowered his head and thought about it carefully, and then said, "Our empire There are three strong men in the Holy Land, the Pope of the Temple, the new president of the Wizards Guild, and the seventh dean of our great college. Although there are more strong people in the Holy Land in the Western Continent, they are all independent. The president of the dark council, as well as the dark demon mentor in the dark council; the beast emperor of the orcs; the high priest of the night elves and the queen of the high elves; and the legendary dragon king of the dragon clan, but the dragon clan has not appeared in the world for many years. In my opinion, the most powerful of these is the dean of the college, the god in the minds of all warriors, the seventh generation of adults, Sword Saint Roland! He not only defeated the previous generation of beast emperors in a duel 60 years ago, but also killed the dark demon mentor of the dark council and never lost in his life! Now the seventh generation of adults have not taken action for many years. I think his cultivation has now been fascinated and has reached a point that can't be described in words..."

Several tutors listened to Lance's answer and nodded while listening. The more they listened, the more satisfied they became. The tutors of the college were fair and just, but Lance's answer on this open question did make them deeply convinced. As the samurai tutor of the college, they have long listed the dean, the highest peak of martial arts and the patron saint of the college, as the strongest in the world. At this time, Lance's answer directly raised their affection for the applicant. Well, you're fine, Lance. You've passed. Go in." One of the tutors said with a smile at Lance.

"Well, aren't there three problems?" Lance looked at the talking tutor in surprise.

"Haha, no, your answer is very good. Congratulations on entering the next level of martial arts assessment. Go in quickly."

After listening, Lance did not hesitate. He respectfully saluted the three tutors and then walked into the college.

Looking at the college from the outside, I feel magnificent, huge and spectacular. But after Lance walked into the college, he immediately stopped.

What comes into view is the main building of the college. The yellow bricks and red tiles are simple, stable, tall and heavy. Surrounding the main building is a large area of green grass, which is picturesque. Surrounded by earthy yellow stone walls, stretching deep. The red-roofed building is hidden between the ancient trees in the meadow. The surrounding arcades are connected with brown shackles. There are several powerful characters on the white stone tablet in front of the main building, revealing sword marks: 'Those who are in the depth of martial arts, walk to the moon'---Roland.

These eight words penetrate his understanding of martial arts and are thought-provoking. Lance was silent, looking at the scene in front of him, and the words in front of him were shocked.

Lance looked so attentively at everything in front of him that a college tutor in white and blue appeared in front of him, and he didn't find it in time.

A fake cough sounded, interrupting Lance's thoughts.

"Well, I've met my tutor." Lance found someone coming and bowed quickly.

"Don't be nervous, young man, the first time I saw the scene in front of me, I reacted like you." The college tutor laughed. At this time, several qualified people entered the hospital, and the tutor waved them to come over. Looking at the amazing expressions of the qualified people in front of him, the tutor smiled.

"Well, I know your mood, but you'd better go to the samurai assessment area. If you pass, you will officially become a member of the college. In the future, you can see the scene in the courtyard every day. Now, follow this road to the east from here, and 500 meters later is the venue for martial arts assessment. Go ahead!"

After a student farewell to the tutor, Lance and his party came to the assessment site. At this time, there was already a large crowd here, but Lance noticed that most of them were not queuing up, but just watching. And a small number of people are lined up at the entrance of the assessment site.

Lance looked at the assessment field and couldn't help staring. At this time, there was only one person in white and blue clothes on the assessment field, and ten candidates around him were attacking him. He couldn't help but think of the competition with the martial arts attendants at home yesterday. Unexpectedly, he really encountered the content of the group battle in today's exam. However, it is still different from the melee he thought, because the goal of these candidates seems to be only the tutor.

Lance and others were in the back row of the team, and the battle on the field stopped with a "ding" bell. Ten candidates began to gasp, but the tutor was not red and heartbeat. Then the tutor pulled out a pen he was carrying and drew a tick on the two of them. Lance could see the excited smiles on the faces of the three people, while the others left with depressed faces. After the end, the losers did not leave immediately, and the staff of the college did not say much, but sent one of the passers away. The three lucky people will become members of the college next, and the people around them looked at them with envy.

Because it was a group of ten, the team soon came to Lance's turn, and this time only two people passed. Lance looked at the two people who passed smoothly and thought, 'The fighting spirit and cultivation of these two are junior warriors. Although one of them is not dazzling, he can also see that the clothes and materials are precious. He seems to be an aristocrat. From the battle just now, Lance can see that he must have been trained very systematically. The other is a dark-skinned teenager. Although his use of fighting spirit is not as good as that of aristocratic youth, he has his own unique body and attack methods, which is not gorgeous but extremely practical.

Their performance on the court is the best two of the ten people in this group, but Lan Siyi is not very sure of the judge by the tutor. Although the tutor would say a few words before each assessment, he was too far away to hear what he said.

'Is the assessment a comprehensive strength of fighting spirit and combat skills?'

"The next group" At this time, the staff of the college shouted and interrupted Lance's thinking.

Lance and his party of ten walked to the assessment field and saluted the college tutor in a circle.

"Well, listen, I'll only say it one more time." The tutor of the assessment said, "The assessment time is three minutes. During this period, you need to do your best to me. Don't worry about hurting me. Only those who can touch my body in these three minutes can pass. Even if you touch the corners of your clothes are okay."

Huh? Do you have to pass the test? Judging from the battle just now, this mentor is probably a high-level swordsman, and he has reached the peak. With such strength, some of these junior warriors who are not even junior warriors can't meet him, and the two qualified people who just passed don't seem to have been able to meet this mentor. Is the content of each assessment different?

"Okay, now, let's go!" The tutor didn't give Lance too much time to think about this problem. After he finished speaking, he pulled out the samurai sword and shouted.

With a 'swk', everyone on the field moved. They rushed to the tutor and then made their own moves.

When the teacher blocked the secret of the sword dance in his hand, even if ten people hit it at the same time, but it was perfectly blocked. At the same time, the faint blue light on the sword flashed slightly, shaking the hand out. The blue light attached to the sword marks the level of the tutor of this college, which is the color of fighting spirit that only high-level swordsmen can have, and Lance is sure that he is right.

The first round of attack was easily blocked by the tutor, and ten people attacked him at the same time. He only gave out ten swords and shocked all the attackers, making extremely accurate, and did not waste an extra strength, showing the powerful force of high-level warriors.