I have a world of cultivating immortals

The representatives of the four avenues were all silent.

I dare not answer.

"Yiqing, I heard that in the past ten years, the enrollment situation of the Dance Academy has not been ideal."

No one praised him, the real man in red robe could only say that he graduated from the Dance Academy, and he is still a famous teacher there.

As his junior, Bian Yiqing could only nod with a wry smile.

"That's right, not only in the last ten years, but in the past thirty years, the number of new students enrolled in our Dance Academy is at the bottom of the Big Four."

"As a teacher of the Taoist Academy, I am also very worried about this, and I have been thinking about how to improve this situation."

"Oh, what's the real person's opinion?"

Still very good, the real man in red robe glanced around with satisfaction, then pointed to Chen Mobai and Yang Jing on the ring.

"Among the two, if Yang Jing wins, her points are enough to enter the Four Dao Academy. Do you think she will choose the Dance Academy?"

"probably not."

Bian Yiqing frowned and shook his head.

The dark spirit root is extremely rare, and there are not many exercises that can be cultivated, but it is just suitable for practicing one of the "Six Imperial Classics", as well as a mysterious art evolved from "Shan Tong Qi".

But if Yang Jing wins the championship and can freely choose to enter the four Daoyuan, 90% of them will choose Kunpeng Daoyuan.

"Then what if Chen Mobai wins?"

"Didn't the real person ask him before? His first choice was Jumang Daoyuan, and his second choice was Butian Daoyuan."

"But he couldn't get into these two Taoist academies. Jumang already has Tianlinggen, and Butian attaches great importance to liberal arts achievements."

"What instruction does the real person have? I listen to it."

The representatives of the Taoist Academy basically guessed the meaning of the words of the real man in red robe, but no one dared to break through. As a junior, Bian Yiqing could only nod with a wry smile.

"A lot of people can be powerful. Although the Four Great Dao Schools have a profound foundation, the number of freshmen enrolled in the mere 30 years is the least, which will not affect the overall situation of the Wuqi Taoist School. But if the threshold can be slightly lowered, Chen Mobai and other promising students will be recruited." , Maybe you have recruited a True Dao species that will affect the overall situation of Xianmen in the future."

The Chipao Daoist's meaning is very clear. If Chen Mobai wins the championship, the Wuqi Taoist Academy will lower the threshold of the score line and take this fighting skill victory under their door.

"This... is the real person going to use his quota to recommend him?"

Bian Yiqing asked cautiously, if the Chipao real person uses this privilege, let alone him, even the principal of Wuqi Taoist Academy can only nod.

"That's not true. Although I think this kid will be extraordinary in the future, I'm still a bit reluctant to let me use this spot on him."

The real man in red robe shook his head, Bian Yiqing also understood what he meant.

I just wanted to send Chen Mobai to the Dance Academy while standing.

"I think what the real person said makes sense, but I'm afraid that if I open my mouth, it will affect other paradises."

Bian Yiqing spoke politely.

A tacit agreement has been reached under the Four Great Dao Institutes. Although Xianmen requires the door to be opened widely, they still have to strictly implement high-standard entrance examinations to ensure that the students who can enter the Four Great Dao Schools are all extremely talented Dao species.

If Bian Yiqing lowered the score line for admission to the Wuqi Dao Academy in Danxia City, the students in the other Dongtian Paradise could naturally use this to ask the representatives there to lower the threshold.

Bian Yiqing could not bear such consequences.

"Didn't the Immortal Sect ask you to lower the threshold this year, at least to admit one from each of the Paradise? You can completely push the blame to the three great halls of the Immortal Sect."

Bian Yiqing didn't dare to answer the words of the Chipao Daoist, but not everyone would dare to make Xianmen take the blame.

"Let me ask for instructions."

In the end, Bian Yiqing was moved by the red-robed real person.

Originally, he planned that Chen Mobai would not be admitted even if he won the championship, but now, for this matter, he edited the entrance examination situation of Danxia City into a document on the spot and sent it to the admissions director of this year's Dance Academy.

"I also think the real person's words are very reasonable. If Brother Bian is in trouble, why not give this child to our Kunpeng Taoist Academy."

At this moment, Lan Haitian, who had been listening all the time, suddenly said something that shocked everyone.

"You...what do you mean?"

The representative of Butian Daoist Academy didn't realize it, didn't you just use this as an excuse not to recruit someone?

"This child has a certain fate with me, and his talent in fighting skills is indeed outstanding. If he develops a little bit, he may become a second me."

Lan Haitian's words are already very high praise.

He is known as the first person to build the foundation of the immortal sect, and the probability of forming alchemy may not be as good as that of Yan Qiongzhi, but in terms of fighting skills, he is the undisputed strongest.

If Chen Mobai can really have his invincible demeanor, an exception can indeed be made.

After all, although Xianmen is peaceful, there will be wars every once in a while. If you want to protect the disciples of the monastery, you must have geniuses who protect and fight.

"this……"

The representative of Butian Daoist School hesitated.

Shang Qing of Jumang Daoist Academy is an old god, she has a heavenly root, and she does not care for fighting geniuses.

"Oh, it's finally started."

At this time, the representative of Chunyang Academy suddenly spoke.

On the ring, after Chen Mobai and Yang Jing agreed to fight purely with spells, they started the last match of the fight.

Breathe out a mouthful of ice.

With a wave of Chen Mobai's long sleeves, drops of clear water splashed out, and then they were frozen into ice needles, like a rain of flowers, and like bullets sweeping across, covering Yang Jing's whole body.

Boom boom boom!

There was a clear sound of rain hitting plantains, and all the ice needles grazed Yang Jing's body within a millimeter, and traced the outline of her body on the ring behind her feet.

"Huh?"

Chen Mobai was surprised. He was sure that he had aimed with his divine sense, and this kind of human body outline shouldn't happen.

And at this moment, Yang Jing also made a move. She raised her five fingers on her right hand, and wisps of black smoke rose from her palms, turning into black knives and shooting towards Chen Mobai. .

Crash!

The water element shield moved in response, blocking the front of the four black knives.

But at this moment, Chen Mobai's consciousness suddenly fluctuated, a vein appeared on his forehead, his complexion changed slightly, and his body moved to the right.

"Wipe" sound!

A small black knife cut across his cheek, cutting a small wound, blood oozing out.

This is the first time Chen Mobai has been injured since participating in the martial arts.

"Is it an illusion? Or have you manipulated the light?"

Stretching out his hand to touch the wound on his cheek, Chen Mobai recalled the situation just now, if it wasn't for his breakthrough in consciousness, he might have lost that moment just now.

But Yang Jing didn't answer at all.

She smiled and held her right hand empty, a puff of black smoke emerged from her palm, condensing into a long black sword nearly two meters long and about two fingers wide.

In an instant, she stretched nearly half of the ring, and straddled in front of Chen Mobai.

"So fast!"

When Chen Mobai saw it, the pitch-black long sword was already on his neck.