The next morning.
Xuanwen Academy, trial and martial arts training ground.
Lin Ming was dressed in white clothes that were not stained by dust. He walked slowly and looked like a master.
However, his mind is still a little wandering now——
The main reason is that I saw my current appearance with my own eyes.
So handsome, almost unprecedented and unprecedented!
He couldn't digest it for a while.
Before the time travel, it was unremarkable, and most passers-by liked it.
Now, he has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, red lips and white teeth, paired with his long flowing hair and a white ancient costume.
This absolutely beautiful young man is absolutely stunning!
And I am only 18 years old this year, which is the prime of my youth.
Standing at the edge of the field, Lin Ming immediately felt what it meant - appearance kills people without a shadow.
All around, the newly admitted school girls looked at him with admiration and curiosity.
"This senior has such a temperamental temperament. He must be very strong. Judging from the way he walks, he seems to be one with the heaven and earth. Maybe he is born with a Taoist body..."
"I have been in Xuanwen Academy for almost three months, and I have never seen a more handsome man than this senior. He is simply unlike any mortal."
Wow, so handsome... The elementary school girl in a plain yellow dress covered her mouth with both hands and remained shy and silent.
Next to her, the woman walking with her laughed and joked:
"You little girl are in love, hehe... If you don't hurry up, you won't have a chance."
The school girls responded deeply, and the juniors also made noises from time to time, trying to become Lin Ming's little followers.
Not long after, more and more people were surrounding Lin Ming.
Lin Ming: ╮(￣▽￣")╭
It turns out that being too handsome is such a troublesome thing.
At this time, a shy girl asked from the crowd:
"May I ask what this senior's name is?"
Lin Ming gently brushed his forehead with his left hand, maintaining the most handsome smile in his memory, "My name is Lin Ming."
As soon as the words came out, a cool breeze blew around.
Huhuhu~~~
There was a moment of silence, and everyone took a step back.
Lin Ming: ⚆_⚆?
This reaction was completely different from what he expected, as if he had heard the name of the God of Plague.
The junior students around him smiled awkwardly and retreated one by one. Soon, a large area of empty space was left around Lin Ming.
Confused, capitalized: Confused!
Lin Ming couldn't figure out the reason for a while.
However, the whispers around him did not avoid him too much, and they reached his ears one after another.
"Don't get close, that's the famous senior Lin Ming."
"It's actually him! This senior Lin Ming escaped seven times from the martial arts test that takes place every three months. He has already broken the Xuanwen Academy's record."
"That's not right, brother, why are you laughing? Last night you made a bet that he would escape for the eighth time. Now that Senior Brother Lin Ming is here, your money has been wasted."
The junior student: "..."
There were also many elementary school girls who couldn't accept the fact, and some even started sobbing quietly.
They were not sad for Lin Ming, but felt that the love they had just released was not worth it.
In fact, there are still some school girls who secretly feel pity——
Lin Ming is the second son of the Lin family, one of the top ten aristocratic families in Qingming Province. His family status, appearance, temperament, talents, and conversation are all among the best in the world.
If he could condense the divine inscriptions, even the most basic human-level divine inscriptions, he would be a good match.
It's a pity that there are not so many ifs in the world.
He was born with a defective soul and could not condense divine texts. There had been no progress in the past three years, and the Lin family had also searched for heavenly materials and earthly treasures for him.
However, after trying dozens of natural and earthly treasures to no avail, Lin Ming was treated coldly by the Lin family.
At this time, Lin Ming understood clearly from the comments of the people around him - he could not condense the divine text, so they disliked him so much.
Lin Ming touched the tip of his eyebrows, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and thought to himself:
"It seems that I still underestimated the importance of divine writing."
After glancing around, Lin Ming didn't bother to argue with them.
Strong people always use practical actions to show themselves.
Two quarters of an hour later, Vice President Zhao Heng and Mr. Bai appeared on the chairman's platform in the trial martial arts arena.
Without saying a word, Zhao Heng slammed himself into the extra-wide rattan chair with a dark face.
Seeing his actions, the students taking the martial arts exam felt half cold.
"Wo Cao, why is the vice-dean here too? He is notoriously strict and loves to find faults!"
"It's over, it's over, I'm afraid the results of this martial arts test will be ugly."
"I'm afraid of nothing. The vice-president sat beside me and didn't say anything. It made it clear that Mr. Bai was in charge of this martial arts exam. Mr. Bai has always been kind."
At this time, Mr. Bai raised his hands and pressed down.
Invisible energy swayed from his sleeves and spread throughout the audience in the blink of an eye.
Everyone fell silent immediately.
Mr. Bai smiled slightly and said, "Today's martial arts test will be hosted by me. The questions are very simple. They only measure three items: strength, speed, and actual combat."
Hearing this topic, Zhao Heng's eyes twitched wildly, and he shouted shamelessly:
"Lin Ming's divine inscriptions are powerful and fast, so testing strength and speed would be too advantageous for him!"
In his opinion, the dean was allowing Mr. Bai to openly open the back door for Lin Ming.
How could Zhao Heng endure it?
He slapped the armrest of the chair, bang!
Everyone focused their attention, and Zhao Heng stood up, his body trembling with fat.
"Mr. Bai's test questions seem inappropriate."
Hearing this, Mr. Bai turned sideways, turned to look at Zhao Heng, Feng Qingyun said calmly:
"What do the vice-presidents think?"
"In my opinion, pure competition of strength is meaningless. We should compete with the power of martial arts." Zhao Heng patted his belly.
What he said was completely aimed at Lin Ming.
Lin Ming concentrated on divine writing last night and had no time to learn martial arts.
This means that if the power of martial arts is tested, everyone else has martial arts, only Lin Ming uses pure spiritual energy.
Very disadvantaged!
Mr. Bai frowned, not wanting to agree.
From the corner of his eye, he saw Lin Ming smiling at him and nodding.
That means asking him to agree.
Mr. Bai frowned and was thinking.
At this time, Lin Ming spoke loudly: "How about changing it like this? The strength test is changed to test the power of attack martial arts, the speed test is changed to test the avoidance of body movements and martial arts, and the actual combat test remains the same, a one-on-one arena match."
Hearing these words, Zhao Heng narrowed his eyes slightly.
What kind of gourd is this kid selling in his heart?
He didn't know, but no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't figure out how a person who had never practiced martial arts could defeat others in martial arts.
Promise, of course you have to agree.
Zhao Heng laughed, "I think it's feasible, what do you think Mr. Bai?"
Mr. Bai did not answer Zhao Heng, but instead sent a message to Lin Ming: "What are you doing? You haven't read any martial arts diagrams yet. Where did you get your martial arts skills?"
At this time, Lin Ming felt a breeze between his lips and teeth. He knew that this was Mr. Bai's method, which could allow him to transmit the sound back in reverse.
Lin Ming's lips and teeth moved, "The student is confident."
Mr. Bai raised his eyebrows and said again: "You don't have any martial arts skills, how can you be sure?"
Lin Ming smiled and replied:
"My 'sword' divine inscription has the special effect of transforming all things into a sword. With the blessing of the two divine inscriptions 'force' and 'speed', the attack power alone has exceeded most offensive martial arts."
"Then, my 'hidden' divine script combined with the 'speed' divine script is also better than most body and martial arts."
Mr. Bai thought about it for a moment, then relaxed his eyebrows and nodded: "Okay, I believe you!"
He exhaled a breath and looked at Zhao Heng, "Okay, just modify it as mentioned, three tests, the power of offensive martial arts, the dodge ability of body and martial arts, and the comprehensive actual combat ability."
"However, you are not allowed to use your own weapons. You must use academy-standard wooden weapons. For the same reason, you must not use any blessed magic weapons. If you are found to be cheating, you will be expelled from the academy."
Zhao Heng tilted his neck and sat back down, not thinking much about the second half of Mr. Bai's words.
Soon, the martial arts test began.
The trial martial arts field covers a large area, at least ten acres of land, and can accommodate hundreds of students to be tested at the same time. However, in order to strictly control the test, the number of people tested at the same time has been reduced to twelve.
Lin Ming happened to be among the first batch of twelve people.
The students around him were all wondering where Lin Ming had the courage to make suggestions during the martial arts exam.
Moreover, neither Mr. Bai nor Vice President Zhao objected.
This is a bit intriguing.
Therefore, their eyes were mainly focused on Lin Ming.
The first assessment—a test of martial arts power!
A wooden figure with the size of an ordinary man stood still, with a circular target painted on its chest and abdomen.
At this time, Lin Ming held up the academy's standard wooden sword and said softly: "Sword rises."
As soon as the word was spoken, the word "sword" flashed into the wooden sword.
Keng~buzz!
The wooden sword actually made a sword whistling sound like the clash of gold and iron.
The next second, Lin Ming boldly drew his sword.
Not a slash, not a vertical chop, but a sword!
The wooden sword turned into a thunderbolt and stabbed straight into the chest and abdomen of the wooden man.
boom!
The sword light flashed away, passed through the wooden man's chest, circled in a large circle, and flew back to Lin Ming's hand.
At this time, the wooden man opened his mouth and made a sound: "The power of martial arts exceeds the testable range."
