Fame is just something external to the body, Bai Li never takes it seriously. She was not a good person to begin with, but being called "devil" sounded more like a compliment.
But the formation academy is different from that group of seniors. They are all top-notch men.
Humiliate them?
Are these sweetbreads good enough?
"Bai Li, what are you doing? Murdering your fellow disciples, stop it!" Mo Muling screamed, "Even if Lei Zhuo has offended you, you shouldn't kill them all! You are so cruel!"
This howl immediately attracted everyone's attention.
The crime of harming a comrade is not a small one, being imprisoned or being imprisoned is a minor crime, and being expelled from the master's sect by having his spiritual veins disabled is a serious crime. She has not yet established her fame and cannot afford this high hat.
Bai Li snorted coldly: "Keep your mouth shut, I won't guarantee your integrity next time."
How could Lei Zhuo dare to refute? The knife was still pressed against his tongue. If he wasn't careful, he would become mute. He hid in the crowd dejectedly, and the only conspicuous person in the crowd was Mo Muling.
Nangong Yan sneered: "You should keep your mouth shut. If I hear you spreading rumors again, I won't guarantee your integrity."
"you!"
Mo Mu's spiritual energy crooked his nose, but the opponent was a half-step yellow-level swordsman master, and ten of them combined couldn't beat him, so he could only endure his bad breath. She cursed: "You traitor from the Spiritual Academy, your elbows are turned outwards."
Nangong Yan said calmly: "I don't mind letting you try turning your elbows outward."
I have long noticed that this little girl named Mo is not feeling well and is looking for trouble every now and then. I heard that during the college auditions, she falsely accused Bai Li of being a dirty trick, which was exposed on the spot. Bai Li has a good temper and doesn't bother to argue with bad people, but she, Nangong Yan, is different.
I'm used to grudges when I'm happy, so I'll do it if I'm not happy.
He walked up to her and patted her on the shoulder. With a little force, Mo Muling screamed like a killing pig. The arm was dislocated.
How dare Nangong Yan take action!
This is a private fight! !
Isn’t she afraid of being whipped by the Discipline Hall?
"The trial wind tunnel has been opened, please enter by yourself."
If you take the first step, you may get one more point. Whether you can stay in Class A and enjoy double the training resources depends on your performance in these few days. What fool would stay and eat?
Everyone dispersed suddenly, leaving only Mo Muling.
She gritted her teeth: "Nangong Yan, Bai Li, you will definitely regret it!"
At the same time, Bai Li and Nangong Yan had already stepped through the cave door. The light passed by slowly, and their eyes were completely changed. Three suns appeared in the sky at the same time, and the flying sand made it difficult to open one's eyes.
The trial begins.
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Outside the trial wind tunnel, several college elders were observing the performance of the disciples through water mirrors.
The monthly exam is a way to test whether they study well, and it is also an important way for the elders to select inner disciples and even direct disciples. The placement test tests their abilities before entering school, looking at their talent and family background, while the monthly test focuses on their diligence. Cultivation is a long and boring road. If you lack perseverance and spend three days fishing and two days drying the net, you will not be able to succeed no matter how talented you are.
In Kongming Academy, the most diligent people are often the most talented.
The discussion was lively, and the old man was sitting alone in the corner drinking. Gan Song stepped forward and grabbed the wine gourd, raising his mustache proudly: "Humph!"
He still remembers his failure in competing for his direct disciples! He didn't expect that he would be tricked by this old drunkard. He would never forgive this old drunkard without giving him a well-behaved little apprentice!
Old man Qing glanced at him. This old man was not shy and thought about his precious girl every day.
Want to abduct a female doll? There are no doors!
Liu Muchi, who was standing next to him, saw the confrontation between the two and said in a strange tone, "Gan Song, you little loser from the martial arts academy is smart and knows how to take sides in advance. Unlike some people and his apprentices who are so annoying no matter where they go."
A real-time broadcast screen appeared on the water mirror. A white figure was surrounded, as if it was being robbed. That unlucky boy was Bai Li.
After entering the trial wind tunnel, everyone has an extra score card. In the end, whoever has more points cards will have higher monthly test scores, and only the top fifty people are eligible to stay in Class A. Therefore, they need to grab points cards from others, the more the better.
Before Bai Li had time to join Nangong Yan, he was surrounded by the disciples of Class B.
Looking at this group of immature little ones, Bai Li raised her eyebrows. She was very brave for daring to rob her "devil".
She pretended to be scared, but in fact she stood still and observed the composition of the team. These nine robbers are mainly physical practitioners, with only one spiritual practitioner, who seems to be the leader of this gang.
The spiritual disciple said arrogantly: "My surname is Bai, I know you only have three stars in the orange rank, the same level as me. No matter how powerful you are, there is only one person. We have nine, and it is more than enough to drag you to death! If you don't want to be eliminated, just be obedient." Hand over your points card!"
Even before entering the examination room, they had agreed that whenever they encountered any lone Class A disciples, they would attack them in groups and defeat them one by one. Let's work together to deal with these people first, and the spot in Class A will be theirs, and then they will use their ability to grab points.
Bai Li saw all these people's little thoughts.
It's a good idea.
But, when does having more people become useful?
In the face of absolute strength, no matter how many people there are, they are all lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Since he takes the initiative to deliver points cards to his door, is there any reason not to accept them?
Bai Li said generously: "If you take the initiative to hand over the points card, I won't beat you."
Class B robber: "?"
This guy is too arrogant. He is at an absolute disadvantage, yet he still dares to talk so fast! He obviously didn't take them Class B seriously!
The leading spiritual disciple said angrily: "Come together! Beat her up!!"
It seems the talks have broken down.
Bai Li shrugged. Originally, she didn't want to bully the children, so she planned to let them go after accepting the points card. However, the naughty child rushed to ask for a beating, and it seemed that it was not convenient for her to refuse.
Then, beat him up.
Before anyone could react, Bai Li teleported to the spiritual disciples. To capture the thief first, capture the king. This brat has the prestige. Use him first to scare the monkeys. After quickly pressing a few acupuncture points, the spiritual disciple cried out in pain and turned to his companions for help with tears in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, seeing his miserable state, the martial arts school disciples all retreated.
Just kidding, even the people from the Spiritual Academy were beaten into pig heads. They, the disciples from the Martial Arts Academy, were no match for Bai Li. They could only serve as sandbags for others if they rushed forward. Brother, I'm really sorry.
"You!" the spiritual disciple yelled angrily, "a bunch of cowards!"
Bai Li agreed. When they united to rob the Class A disciples, she thought they had ideas. Although they were naive, they knew how to fight with their brains and were malleable talents. Unexpectedly, they turned out to be a group of soft-footed shrimps. They shrink back when encountering difficulties. They are simply unable to hold up the wall with mud. Hoping for them to help out...Bai Li rewarded the spiritual disciples with a loving look that cared for the mentally retarded.
"You hand it over yourself, or do you wait for me to search you?"
The spiritual disciple stared at her, his eyes watery, and he bit his lip stubbornly. He looked unwilling, as if he had suffered a great humiliation.
Got it, he likes to be searched.
