"What is this?" Ge Sheng asked curiously.
"The Heart Sound Wall is usually used by the Feixin Gym to release reward lists and the latest information. During the third test, it is a temporary report card." Zhou Xing pointed to the body of the tower where the handwriting was reflected and said: "Ye Ye got a perfect score for the third test. Thirty-two points, including eight points for each of the first and second tests, eight points for self-scoring and eight points for the third test, and eight points for the elders' meeting. Those with a total score of twenty-two or more will pass."
"But self-rating does not mean that the more the better. If the difference between the self-rating and the negotiated score is within two points, they will be added together. If the difference is more than two points, the self-rated score will be invalid. Only the negotiated score will be calculated, and the negotiated score will be added to the self-rated score. After scoring, your self-rating will interfere with it, so don’t be careless.”
"That is to say, if you narcissistically give yourself full marks, you will probably arouse the resentment of the elders and have your results cancelled?" Ge Shengruo realized something.
"Yes, this is the moment to distinguish between pride and arrogance. Only when you are confident that you will get a perfect score than me, can you dare to write down an eight-point score on it, so in more than three hundred years, Ye Ye has only seven points. A perfect score." Zhou Yan said with sadness in his heart: "I just didn't hold on at the critical moment back then."
"So you are not only the second youngest student to enter the school in history, but also the sixth full-score contender with incredible potential?" Ge Sheng was in awe.
Zhou Yan shook his head: "No, originally I wanted to give it a five-point rating, but in the end I changed it to a four-point rating. Sure enough, my rating was only a two-point rating. If you really stood up, you probably wouldn't be able to see me anymore. And The honor of being the second youngest student admitted to the school in history will not be my turn.”
"I understand, you are the last person with a score of 22." Ge Sheng sighed: "Senior, you have worked really hard."
While the two were talking, dozens more people passed the test, using different methods. Those with the wind element traveled through the air, those with the earth element recast stone bridges, those with the water element condensed water into ice and rode on an ice boat, and those with the fire element passed by on an ice boat. Those who use it compress the flames and use the air to push back and jump across the river. Some are skilled in crossing the river with a reed, and those with strong strength throw it at people. Some people weave cloth into paper kites and ride on the wind, or some use long poles to support them. Jumping, there are all kinds of things, not just one by one.
It is obvious that the candidates here know the rules. Everyone's self-score is measured and the maximum is no more than six points. They are obviously afraid of regrets if they make a mistake.
Mo Xiaojing looked at Ye Qing, who was still holding the white cat and pretending to be dead on the sculpture, showing no sign of wanting to give it a try. "The further back you are, the harder it will be. Are you so confident, Xiaojiu?"
Ye Qing turned around and smiled: "If I told you that I haven't figured out how to cross the lake yet, would you believe it or not?"
"Don't believe what the girl says." Mo Xiaojing also smiled: "Someone told me with practical actions that the more beautiful the girl, the more likely she is to lie."
Ye Qing turned around and looked at the people crossing the lake. With his right hand, he pinched the round flesh ball on the white cat's palm and skillfully pressed out the ice-like claws and scratched it lightly on his fingertips: "Forget it if you don't believe it."
Crossing the lake is still continuing. As mentioned before, this third trial started out easy and became more and more difficult as it went on. When more than twenty people crossed the lake using different methods, the frequency of latecomers crossing the lake became slower and slower. , there are even precedents of failure.
More and more people were sitting by the lake, meditating, and the previously bustling examination room suddenly became deserted.
Ye Qing saw a commotion in the crowd and looked there curiously.
Then the twelve-year-old girl, who was not as tall as Dou Anmei, blushed with embarrassment, turned her head and scratched the white cat's chin: "It's broad daylight, no shame or impatience."
Mo Xiaojing also saw it, and smiled nonchalantly: "Everything can be understood, at least the courage is commendable."
It turned out that after asking Elder Qiu Sheng, a person went around to the side and took off his clothes, then swam naked across the Ye Lake with his clothes. What Ye Qing had seen before was exactly the way the man held up his clothes to cross the lake.
"That's so brave. I bet that Feixin Gym will never let go of this material." Zhou Xuan commented excitedly: "The title is called "A man suddenly appeared in undress before Ye Lake. Is it a love debt or a bad fate? Jump into the lake to find out. Why?"
The news headlines of Team Ge Sheng, the Fei Xin Gym, were already frightening. They couldn't help but shudder. Just when they were about to protest to Zhou Yan, they saw another person. They couldn't help but swallowed what they were about to say and looked at them quietly. he.
This person is very strong.
At least, it was several times stronger than him and Xiaojiu combined.
Of course, this is the prerequisite for not using the Tiandao Sword.
He was a handsome young man with long pale golden hair. His expression was as cold as the ice and snow on the snow-capped mountains that have remained unchanged for thousands of years. He was wearing a plain white mage robe. He was about fifteen or sixteen years old. At this moment, he quietly walked out of the crowd. , like a sword being slowly pulled out of its sheath.
The cold light is dazzling.
Then he came to the lake.
"Who is he?" Ye Qing also noticed him, feeling the dangerous aura on his body, and asked Mo Xiaojing: "Such a cold aura, people have to pay attention."
"Shi Feng, a genius from the Shi clan in the northern Bingfeng County. He is now fifteen years and seven months old. He is a great magician who is at the sixth level of the Zhu level. He has both Feng Shui and Feng Shui skills. However, it is rumored that he has the ability to defeat a magician by transcending levels. Achievements." Mo Xiaojing immediately answered fluently. It was obvious that this person's information was very familiar to him: "In fact, he has been practicing in the Icewind Valley in the Holy Snow Mountain since he was seven years old, alone in that world-famous ice and snow Jedi. The sword that I have lived up to this time was forged by the Shi clan. If you ask me, he can kill all the students here alone, if no elders stop him."
"What about you? I admit that I can't beat him." Ye Qing asked.
"20% sure."
Ye Qing gently covered his mouth - Mo Xiaojing in front of him was already one of the strongest students in the college, and even he gave such a low chance of winning? Then, how strong should the opponent be?
Mo Xiaojing smiled.
"I'm 20% sure that I can defeat him without killing him."
"Please, gasping will kill you." Ye Qing admitted that he was teased by this guy: "You are the second most narcissistic person I have ever seen."
"This is self-confidence." Mo Xiaojing corrected him seriously, with a faint smile: "If the sword holder does not have the will to win, he will definitely lose."
Ye Qing thought again of that blond man who was unparalleled in pride and power. In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he was the former student union president of Ye Ye College, the Prince of Ste, the strongest killer in Dark Star, and the unparalleled most powerful emperor in the world. He couldn't help but He smiled absentmindedly: "Yes."
And by the lake, the young man named Shi Feng silently stretched out a palm and said one word: "Open."
Back then, when Xiao was on the bank of the holy lake, he also stretched out a finger, and then the ice tower rose up, with just one word, and then heavy snow fell from the sky. This is the supreme cultivation of the saint, Ge Sheng Ye Qing Although I was surprised at the time, I was able to accept it.
But what does a hand or a word of the young man in front of me, who is only fifteen or sixteen years old, mean?
There was an invisible wind blade passing through, like a sharp sword slashing down.
The lake in front of him was easily separated, revealing the smooth and clean pebbles at the bottom of the lake.
There was no spell, no seal, just a hand stretched out, and only one word spoken.
There was an eerie silence.
