Let you teach basic spells, you will mass-produce magic gods

Although these participating teachers are the elites of various schools, there is still a gap between them and famous teachers.

With their level, I am afraid that it will be difficult to answer Xu Qingcheng's question.

Still, the five were eager to see their answers.

What if there are one or two reliable ones~.

No matter how imaginative their answers are, they and others may be able to get a ray of inspiration from them.

However, this probability is very low.

The five of them had to have green smoke from their ancestral tombs to encounter this kind of thing.

The five examiners gradually quieted down and quietly looked at the thirty-two teachers in the field.

And the eyes of everyone in the surrounding stands also focused on all the teachers in the examination area.

At the beginning, all the contestants were holding their heads and staring sadly at the picture scroll in front of them.

Gradually, some people began to answer the questions.

And Su Fan is definitely the one who is the most enthusiastic among them.

I saw him lying on the table, his right hand quickly writing on the test paper, and there were hundreds of words spilling out.

"The fusion of high-level skills, just so, so, so..."

His rapid answering speed even attracted the attention of the five examiners.

"Old Xu, that little guy seems to write very quickly, could it be that he has some ideas?"

The purple-robed old man stared at Su Fan, who was writing hard, and his face was a little surprised.

Hearing his words, everyone looked at Su Fan.

The latter's right hand, which wrote quickly, caught their attention.

"Oh? Who is this person? "

Xu Qingcheng was a little interested and pulled out Su Fan's information from the documents in front of the table.

"Su Fan, junior teacher of Lin'an Academy..."

Only after reading the opening, Xu Qingcheng's face collapsed.

"No wonder it was written so quickly, it turned out to be nonsense."

Xu Qingcheng snorted coldly, and the expectation in his heart instantly dissipated.

He thought he had really met a teacher with ideas.

The result is a junior teacher...

These famous teachers also climbed up slowly step by step from trainee teachers.

They are quite clear about the abilities of junior teachers.

On this topic of the paper, the junior teachers are not even qualified to participate in the discussion, which is beyond the scope of their knowledge.

This junior teacher can "walk like a fly" on the answer sheet, what is this not scribbling?

"Hahaha, Lao Xu, weigh it, Lin'an Academy has only experienced a first-level beast tide, and no one can be sent to participate, this junior teacher dares to write so much content on the test paper, it can be regarded as quite courageous." The gray-haired old man laughed.

The purple-robed old man stroked his beard and said with a faint smile: "Yes, when the time comes, give this young man a few points, and also give Lin'an Academy some face, so that the results of this competition are not too ugly." "

When Xu Qingcheng heard this, he didn't say anything, and he thought deeply about it.

Lin'an Academy is indeed not easy.

It's hard for this kid.

......

"Bell—"

As the bell rang, it was time for answers.

All the participating teachers silently put down the pens in their hands, and their faces were ugly.

Obviously, everyone's answers are not very good.

The staff began to collect the examination papers one after another.

Su Fan looked at the content on his test paper and exhaled silently.

Having written so much yourself, there is always something wrong, right?

This theory exam is indeed a little difficult, but I will not get a zero score.

The staff then took away his test papers.

Thirty-two papers were collected in the hands of five examiners.

"Next, the five masters will publicly review the answers and give corresponding scores."

"After the trial, all test papers will be published on the spot!"

The moderator stands in front of him.

Of course, Kyoto Academy arranged this to reflect the fairness of the competition.

Five examiners will mark the content of the test paper, and then the test paper will be published.

If there is anything unreasonable, you can raise it.

However, after so many editions of the competition, there has never been a difference in scores.

The judgment of the famous teacher is still very accurate.

Moreover, the Kyoto Academy took the lead in organizing the competition, so it was naturally impossible to do anything for favoritism.

All eyes were taken away from the examination area and fell on the five examiners in front of them, waiting for their answers.

Everyone in the stands looked at each other expectantly, wanting to know the score of this round.

Although it is only a theory test, you can also see the level of the participating teachers based on this!

Several of Su Fan's students stared ahead, all silently waiting for the scores to come out.

The five examiners started grading as soon as they got the papers. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Xu Qingcheng's gaze quickly swept over the test papers, and his brows gradually tightened.

"What kind of mess is this?"

"Can the Thunder Skill and the Gold Skill be so fused? Who taught it, it's really bullshit! "

“......"

......

Around the stands.

Everyone who came to watch the game looked at the faces of the five examiners, and they all gradually muttered.

"What's the situation, the examiners' faces don't seem to be very good-looking."

"With so many test papers, none of them are satisfied?"

"It should be that the questions are too difficult this time, and when I watch those teachers answering the questions, my eyes are full of confusion, which is the same as when I took the theory test."

"I heard that the chief examiner this time is Xu Lao, and the topic of this theoretical assessment is also from him, heck, these teachers are unlucky."

"I wipe, Xu Lao! He was in charge of the final exam paper of our institute the year before last, and no one passed the damn one! "

“......"

The whispers in the stands became more and more chaotic.

Zhao Yinger, Liu Ping, Wang Zhan and the others listened to the discussions around them, and their faces were a little worried.

"What's the situation, this question is difficult, can he handle it, teacher?"

Wang Zhan frowned tightly, his eyes full of worry.

Liu Ping's gaze was firm, and he looked at Su Fan and said, "If you want to trust the teacher, he will definitely do it!" "

Although the four daughters of Zhao Yinger, Lu Ya, Yan Mengyun and Song Yao did not speak, they could also see from their solemn faces that they were worried about this competition.

I don't know how many points the teacher can get in this round.

There are five rounds of this competition, and points are awarded for each round.

If the score in a certain round is too low, it is difficult to rank high.

At the very least, you can't fall too far behind in each round.

However, with the talent of a teacher, it is impossible to lag too far behind.

In the midst of everyone's concern, several examiners in front of them were still looking at the test paper in their hands.

The purple-robed old man picked up the roll from time to time and quickly put it down, often just glancing at it a few times.

He repeated this action for a dozen times.

When he picked up a test paper again, the expression on his face suddenly changed.

"Hmm?"

The purple-robed old man's eyes suddenly lit up, and his eyes shone brightly as he stared at the test paper factory in his hand.