On the second day of the following month, Huimin College’s admissions ceremony will be held. The location is at the Haibin City Branch. Students taking the exam need to take the exam at the entrance of the college with proof of household registration and a letter of recommendation.
"Son, come on, our Lao Li family depends entirely on you!"
"Brother, you are the best, I want to follow your example!"
"Brother Xiao Lizi, you are my idol, I want to give birth to your child..."
When Lu Changfeng arrived, the place was already crowded. There is a long queue of disciples taking the exam, and they are all eager to take the test. As civilians, this is an important opportunity to change their destiny. Everyone will take it seriously and look forward to a good performance.
As for their parents and family, they all hope that their sons will succeed and their daughters will succeed. At their age, it is definitely impossible to get rid of their civilian status on their own, and they can only place all their hopes on their children. Relatives and friends will naturally come to join in the fun. It doesn't hurt anyway. If the student who is praised really skyrockets from then on, they can also take advantage of it.
There were too many people, so Lu Changfeng queued obediently at the back, waiting for the assessment. Never jump in line in a public place. It will appear that you are of low quality and can easily attract hatred.
"How dare you lie about your age to deceive me? It's really unreasonable. Come on, take me out and break one of my legs."
In front of the entrance examiner, a young man sweating profusely turned pale and trembled: "Sir, this is unfair. I am really seventeen years old."
"You're still quibbling. You're really treating me like a monkey. I'll even break the other leg."
Several guards who maintained order rushed over and lifted the young man out, and then bursts of bone cracking and screams were heard one after another. Lu Changfeng turned his head away, unable to bear to look at the miserable situation outside. Everyone was startled, and several candidates who were muttering just now fell silent. The atmosphere on the scene was heavy and scary.
The examiner patted the table and said coldly: "I would like to say again that this time we will only accept candidates under the age of 18. Those who are over 18 years old, please go out on your own initiative. If you falsely report your age, please don't be smart. I can Use a secret method to find out your bone age, and then break your legs, just like that guy outside."
After entering the venue, the exam began. The exam is divided into four rounds, and each round will receive four grades: A, B, C and D. In any round, if the rating is D, then you will be eliminated on the spot, and the rest will not need to take the test. After completing all exams, you must obtain at least one A, two B and above, otherwise you will be eliminated.
The first round is a physical examination. Mainly, the doctor from Huimin College confirms that the candidate is in good health and has no hidden diseases that are not conducive to cultivation. This test is not difficult. Among the candidates who are not young and have sound limbs, even those who are missing arms or legs will still come to take the exam. The pass rate for this test was 99%. A few of them were diagnosed by the academy's doctors and actually found to have hidden diseases that were not easily discovered at ordinary times, and were eliminated on the spot.
"Lu Changfeng, seventeen years old, male, native of Haibin City." In a straw shed, the expressionless examiner read the information like a zombie. It's nothing. What made Lu Changfeng feel jealous was that an old man with a white beard looked at him maliciously: "Take it off!"
Lu Changfeng was at a loss. What was he going to do? Yaozi?
"What are you doing standing there? Take off your clothes and let me check your body." The old man with a white beard said impatiently: "Let's make a deal first. I don't want anyone with tattoos. They are flashy and look like a second-rate person."
"Oh, so that's it." Lu Changfeng pulled on his clothes and asked, "Um... do you want to take off your pants?"
"What do you think?"
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He didn't take off his pants in the end. This was for recruiting students, not for recruiting father-in-laws. There was no need to see whether Lu Changfeng was serious or not. The old man with a white beard stretched out his hand to check Lu Changfeng's pulse, then circled around him and said jokingly: "Why are you shaking? There is nothing wrong with your health. Although you are thin, you are a bit thin. Come on over!" After that, he was rated at Lu Changfeng's first level. Write the word "B".
After passing, Lu Changfeng put on his clothes and walked out, breathing a sigh of relief.
His Haibin City household registration was bought for twenty taels of silver, and the pig-headed clerk who sold it promised that there would be no problem. He is not very worried about this. After all, people use black money to do things, and they still have basic professional ethics, otherwise they are prone to retaliation. Lu Changfeng's biggest problem is that he has no pulse, and he is afraid of being found out. But strangely, he was safe and sound.
In fact, what Lu Changfeng didn't know was that there were no such cases in the Xingluo Empire at this stage, so the examiner would not pay attention to this matter at all, and it would be a matter of course for him to pass.
The second round of testing was still not very friendly to Lu Changfeng, and it was still about his body. Strength and flexibility training tests, provided no psychic powers are used. Lu Changfeng had a bad life since he was a child, and his health was extremely poor. Although the food got better after arriving at Yunyinmen, and he took the Body Tempering Pill and exercised hard, which resulted in an overall improvement, these could not completely improve his physique. Without the use of spiritual power, his strength is just okay, but his flexibility is far behind.
Lu Changfeng’s rating this round: B.
After getting this result, Lu Changfeng was a little panicked. The subsequent tests would only be more difficult, and he still didn't get a single A. What the hell is this test about flexibility? Men, wouldn't it be better to be tougher?
The third level is comprehension, and this is where the real fun begins. The academy is not a charity, and it cannot recruit everyone. Those who are not savvy enough will naturally be removed. Candidates for this level will be taken into a secret room, which is divided into multiple independent spaces. Each candidate is alone, and the examiner will teach a short section of the practice formula on the spot, and the candidates must annotate the formula.
After finishing, go to the examiner to submit the paper and demonstrate how to practice on the spot. Finally, the examiner will give a grade based on the results of the demonstration. Of course, these formulas are all martial arts entrance formulas and are not difficult. The main test is the candidate's understanding of cultivation.
After understanding the assessment content of the third level, Lu Changfeng was really anxious. To be fair, Lu Changfeng considers himself not stupid, and no one would think that he is. It is not difficult for him to understand this basic cultivation formula. But the problem is that he can't practice this kind of exercises that normal people practice.
"You can't carry it like this," Lu Changfeng thought to himself.
"Number sixty-six, number sixty-six, it's your turn, why are you dazing around, don't waste time, just go home if you don't want to take the exam." Just when Lu Changfeng was distracted, the examiner with a fierce look shouted at him. Lu Changfeng smiled awkwardly: "Please give me your instructions!"
The examiner looked at Lu Changfeng and said, "Martial master realm, it's okay. Come on over!"
"Ah?" Lu Changfeng didn't understand and froze on the spot. Isn't it a test of understanding? Where is the past?
The examiner waved his hand impatiently: "Ah what? Don't you understand? You passed, go to the next level quickly!"
"Examiner, I haven't taken the test yet?"
"What a crap test. You are already at the martial arts master level. Don't you still know how to practice? Hurry up and don't waste my time. Next one."
"Oh, that's it. Thank you, Mr. Examiner!"
That's right. The formulas used for the assessment were originally practiced by warriors in the early stage of martial arts. Lu Changfeng has already reached the martial arts realm, so he can naturally understand the most basic skills. Isn't it a waste of time to assess him! After passing by luck again, Lu Changfeng quickly ran away, fearing that the examiner would regret it.
Rating for this round: A. In this way, Lu Changfeng has already obtained one A and two B. As long as he does not get D in the fourth round, he will be considered qualified. He took a deep breath and walked into the fourth round field.
There was a ring in the center of the field, with several examiners sitting in the stands, and a strong young warrior standing in the center of the ring. This is where the final test of the entrance exam takes place.
This fourth level tests the combat ability, mainly testing the candidate's adaptability to face the enemy on the spot. After cultivating spiritual power, you must be able to apply what you have learned. What is the use of only practicing but not fighting? The young man in the middle of the field is called He Yin. He suppresses his cultivation to the same level as the examinee. The examinee fights against him and only needs to take ten moves. The examiner will then give a rating after discussion. Of course, if you can't catch even two or three moves, you will definitely get Ding.
"Bang", a candidate was kicked off the stage by He Yin and fell heavily to the ground. The examinee got up in disgrace. He Yin's kick had already shown mercy. The examinee was not injured, but it was very unseemly to fall on his nose. The most important thing is that he fell off the ring and was eliminated, so he could only retreat reluctantly.
"Next, Li Qiang, get ready to play." A middle-aged man in robes shouted expressionlessly.
It's too difficult, more than ten people have been eliminated in a row. The pass rate for this level is probably less than 10%. Although He Yin suppressed his cultivation, his physical strength and rich combat experience were beyond the reach of the candidates, so the gap in strength between the two sides was still obvious. Ten moves are really not that easy to pick up.
The candidate named Li Qiang stepped onto the stage tremblingly and whispered to He Yin: "Brother He, please give me some advice." He Yin nodded slightly but said nothing. The two immediately started fighting. In less than three moves, Li Qiang was knocked off the stage and left the examination room filled with regret.
"Next, Lu Changfeng! Come on stage quickly."
It's our turn so soon, Lu Changfeng thought to himself. I originally wanted to take a closer look at what moves He Yin had, so that I could be more defensive when it was my turn. Now it's okay, he went straight up. Lu Changfeng felt like he was going to the execution ground, he didn't want to be eliminated.
"This is too difficult. They deliberately don't want to recruit us!" all the candidates shouted.
"Yeah, I feel like they did it on purpose. He Yin is so strong, how can we take ten moves from him?"
"This is outrageous. In my opinion, Liu Ming is not as good as Li Qiang, but how did he pass? It was obviously He Yin who let it slip."
"That's right, Liu Ming is not as good as me. This must be a shady story."
"Yes, shady, damn, Huimin College is doing something wrong."
The middle-aged man in long robes patted the table: "Quiet, no noise in the examination room. Anyone who yells again will be kicked out!"
"Junior brother, don't be angry!" Another kind-looking old man in green patted him on the shoulder and said kindly to all the candidates: "Please don't argue for now. The college is called 'Benefiting the People', and admissions are of course open, transparent, fair and reasonable. . We, who receive a salary from the imperial court, will naturally fulfill our duties and select talents for the college. How can we bend the law for personal gain?"
"Selecting talents is so difficult, how do you expect us to pass it? Tell me how to take the ten moves? You can tell me why that son of a bitch Liu Ming was able to pass." A bold candidate asked.
The old man in green shirt said: "Haha, don't be impatient. Although the rules are only ten moves, if you handle it properly, even if you are dissatisfied, the judges present will relax the policy and help you get a high rating."
"It's just that if you can't do it yourself, it's up to us. You're knocked off the stage by three punches and two kicks. We can't help you even if we want to!" the middle-aged man in the robe mocked.
So that’s it, Lu Changfeng thought to himself, just stay steady, don’t seek merit, but seek no faults. The words of the old man in blue gave him hope. Stepping onto the ring, he cupped his hands towards He Yin and said, "Senior Brother He, please give me some advice."
The first few people who came on stage were all walking on thin ice and were timid before fighting. Lu Changfeng was neither humble nor arrogant, but He Yingao looked at him a little and returned the favor: "Junior brother, please, I wonder what kind of weapon junior brother uses? Please help yourself."
There are weapon racks next to the ring, holding various weapons. Lu Changfeng picked it up and took a long sword. The sword was heavy and Lu Changfeng was not used to it. He weighed the sword in his hand and found that the weight was just right. Then he nodded to the judges' table to indicate that he had finished selecting the weapon.
