Mr. Yao Yu took Zhan Changfeng to the referee's office. At this time, the first assessment item had just ended, and the referees were tallying the scores of root and appearance.
A round-faced referee came out and looked at Mr. Yao Yu, "What's the matter, fellow Taoist?"
"In the name of Qingbaishan Social Studies, I request your institute to retest this student's bones."
Social science organizations are unified under the Council of Elders, and words carry some weight. Yao Yu used the name of Qingbai Mountain Social Studies to make it difficult for the referee to refuse. He looked at Zhan Changfeng and said, "What is your original rank? Why do you want to be re-emphasized?" Measurement?"
Mr. Yao Yu did not let Zhan Changfeng speak. At this time, nothing the student said was as good as the teacher's words. Mr. Yao Yu asked the referee, "The bones are the manifestation of innate qualities and acquired physique. From the bones, the speed of cultivation, moral character, and understanding. Luck is reflected in various aspects, right or wrong?"
The round-faced referee nodded, "Yes."
Mr. Yao Yu said, "This student's character and cultivation talent can be guaranteed by Qingbai Mountain Society. Even if he is not a top-grade student, he will definitely not be worse than a middle-grade student."
"I can understand your concern for the students, but if everyone takes the test again, there will be no rules." The round-faced referee declined politely.
Mr. Yao Yu's eyebrows did not move, "What if she discovers her talent at the age of dancing spoons?"
The round-faced referee was silent for a while, looking at Zhan Changfeng in disbelief, "Innate?"
There is a qualitative difference between nature and nurture. If you really reach innateness at the age of twelve or thirteen, then there is no problem in entering the inner courtyard.
The round-faced referee became more solemn and said, "Can you show your true energy?"
Zhan Changfeng released his true energy. When the referee saw it, he was really talented and had a good foundation. Could it be that there was a mistake in measuring the bones and stones?
While he was hesitating, other referees came out to announce the results, so he stated the facts to one of the examiners, Yuan Qiao. After all, the bone test stone was kept by the examiner.
"Oh?" Yuan Qiao looked at Zhan Changfeng, as if recalling her, "I remember you. At that time, you said that the bone and stone test was wrong."
He shook his head, "I'm still saying the same thing. I've tested more than two thousand people. Why are you the only one who says it's wrong? Have you tested it before?"
"Innate qualities, even if they are shown, cannot be fully understood. It is true that your teacher has guaranteed your character and talent. Who knows if there are any omissions in other areas that have not been noticed?" Yuan Qiao said methodically. , "Human eyes and ears may occasionally deviate, but stones will not."
Mr. Yao Yu raised his eyebrows, "Are you saying that I favor students from our club?"
"No, no, no, fellow Taoist, don't be angry, I'm just discussing the matter." Yuan Qiao pointed to himself, "I have to be responsible for the referee. If I give you a retest, others are not allowed to come to you."
"I have heard that your institution promotes talents in an eclectic way, but now you are talking about any rules and turning a blind eye to the people in front of you. Is this the capacity of your institution to accommodate people?"
The round-faced referee also said, "It's better to give her a test. It doesn't cost much, so as not to miss out on someone with potential."
Yuan Qiao's face turned cold, "Martial Arts Academy is not a vegetable market, and the rules must not be broken. But I can't completely refuse your request in the name of social studies. Let's do this. If she can pass the three-level assessment, I will arrange a retest for her. ."
At this point, Mr. Yao Yu could not be overbearing. It was expected that Zhan Changfeng's strength had surpassed that of most people present. Passing the next two levels of strength assessment would not be a big problem. "Thank you to the examiner in advance, but this is the first assessment for my student." How were the results?"
If you pass three levels, take the test again, don't get passed the first level.
Yuan Qiao flipped through the roster, raised his head and said, "Don't worry, she can pass the first level."
"It's best, sorry to bother you." Mr. Yao Yu said goodbye.
Zhan Changfeng, who had been acting as the background, also left, wondering, "I tested the inferior quality the first time, can it still change the second time?"
Mr. Yao Yu wanted to roll his eyes, "Why do you talk so much? You have to fight for it again. I really don't know how you came up with the idea of taking the martial arts exam. Can't you wait half a year and directly participate in the selection of the Sixth Academy? Everyone who will come to monitor by then will He is a master of all fields, and the bone test stones used are more precise, and the test is also about character and morality, which is more rigorous than Shi Laozi Powu test, and there will be no mistakes. "
Zhan Changfeng wisely did not refute. Although Mr. Yao Yu was a bit talkative, he was really good at talking.
In fact, Zhan Changfeng participated in the martial arts examination. Firstly, he wanted to enter the Sixth Academy as soon as possible to avoid the pursuit of the Gongsun family. Secondly, he was a bit arrogant. He felt that there was no difference whether he passed the martial arts examination or the selection.
It never occurred to me that I might not be selected.
Zhan Changfeng reflected in his heart for a while and reminded himself.
Several referees were walking and chatting over there, and one person said, "If we can really find a young Xiantian to go back, the superiors will not give a large reward. Why doesn't Fellow Daoist Yuan help her retake the test? If she missed it..."
Yuan Qiao's face was deep, "Isn't it rare for young people to be congenital? As long as the financial resources are enough, one can be piled up. The best way to judge whether it is true congenital or false is to measure bones and stones."
A referee agreed, "You're right. It's a joke that a low-ranking student can become a genius in his teens. I think they are crazy just wanting to enter the martial arts academy."
Several referees looked at Yuan Qiao's very determined look and were a little doubtful. However, the examiner had already spoken. How could they object? They were just children.
At ten o'clock, the referee holding the roster summoned all the candidates to the ring.
Candidates thought, "In the past, success or failure was judged by martial arts. This time, I don't know how to determine the quota."
"Yes, and relying solely on force, naturally our casual cultivators have more experience. We are also the casual cultivators who often pass the martial arts examinations. But now that we have brought out the basics, I feel that it is more conducive to those fledglings in social studies. ."
"I think so too. After all, when social studies select students, they select them based on their talents."
Yuan Qiao's dazzling eyes looked at the candidates with different expressions, "Quiet!"
The scene fell silent, staring intensely at the referee on the ring.
Yuan Qiao glanced at everyone calmly, "Now I will announce the list of candidates for the re-examination."
The referee did not look at the list, but looked directly at the crowd and said, "Now, those with bad qualities are asked to go to the open space on the right."
The crowd was restless for a while, and one after another people moved to the right. At first glance, more than a thousand people had passed by.
The referee said again, "Those who are inferior should go to the left court."
This time it was great, like a school of fish, they all swam to the left with a splash, leaving only a dozen or so people in place.
The people on the right were suspicious, and the people on the left were looking at each other in disbelief. In the huge middle field, a dozen people were standing scattered in various places.
Here on the left, Zhan Changfeng saw many people who had met before, such as the Leng family brother and sister Cheng Zhigao, and they naturally saw her too.
People who share the same sociology stand together in a subtle way.
Cheng Zhigao looked at the people in the middle field, "We still have Luo Qianshan, Li Baimao, and Xiao Shaobai from Sociology."
Leng Yuzi seemed a little surprised, "Xiao Shaobai is actually a middle-ranker?"
Yuan Qiao spoke again, "Now, come forward when the name is read, Chu Tiankuo. Shen Qing!"
One is a stern young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and the other is a 28-year-old girl with a calm temper. He is also very young, probably below the average age of the candidates.
Yuan Qiao seemed very satisfied, "They are the only top-grade root-bone practitioners in this martial arts test, and they will enter the inner gate directly."
"Okay, you can go aside and rest first." He gave the two of them a few instructions and looked at the candidates on the right. "Everyone, this is the end of the road. I hope you will stick to your heart and continue to work hard in martial arts."
Everyone was in an uproar, were they eliminated?
