Sword Master Ling Tian

The above even lists the collection resources of this so-called Flying Commander Academy, as well as the background of the teaching elders in it. They are often second-class masters in the late Dharma Stage Realm, or generals in the army. If they are placed in Yunzhou, then It was absolutely shocking.

Moreover, there are also various treatments after becoming a student in his university, which are very generous.

After reading it, Ling Tian couldn't help sighing. It's no wonder that this Zhongzhou is the ultimate place of Southern Tang martial arts. Not to mention its background, it is such a level of training for the martial arts juniors, which is far less than that of other states.

"Huh, Chen Shida, don't be ashamed and conspicuous, okay, you fly to the top of the school, the second to the bottom! What are you bragging about with outsiders?"

At this time, an academic deacon among the eight jade terraces in the second row sneered.

"What's wrong with the last one? It's not that most of my students have not returned, otherwise, how can you allow you to wait for rampant?" Chen Shida refused to accept it.

"Cut, you will be weird if you believe it."

Chen Shida was ridiculed for a while. Seeing Ling Tian and the others stunned, his face was dull, and he went back.

At this time, everyone looked at the admission office of this palace.

A total of twenty-four jade platforms.

On the first row facing Zhuquemen, there are only four jade platforms, all of which are carved with their own totems, which naturally represent the four top academic palaces in Zhongzhou.

The eight in the second row represent universities.

In the last row, there are a total of twelve, which is naturally the lowest academy level in the palace courtyard.

At this time, there were deacons recruiting students in the Fourth University Palace and the Eight University Palace. Only the twelfth academy was in the position, but few people were seen there. And because it's at the end, it's natural that few people care about it.

Qin Shaoyang stepped forward, stood in front of the Fourth University Palace for a moment, and walked to the first platform in the east. Behind the jade platform, sat a young warrior in a silver-white gown.

The face is like a crown jade, the sword eyebrows are in the sky, and the figure is handsome, but his eyes are slightly closed, and he looks like a mountain.

"Hey! Which school do you have? How many students do you have?"

Qin Shaoyang asked when he saw that there was nothing on the jade platform.

Unexpectedly, the young warrior behind the Yutai was unmoved, as if he hadn't heard Qin Shaoyang speak.

"Hey, Lord, I ask..."

"You guys don't give up your mind. They are the first academy, Kunwu, and the threshold for admission is extremely high. Even if you enter the aristocratic academy, it is just a tail. You will definitely be excluded. "

At this time, Chen Shida, who returned to the second row, said.

"Damn, are you so hanging?"

Qin Shaoyang walked in front of his jade platform several times, but the other party was really indifferent.

"Hey, you tugged like that, does your mother know?"

Unexpectedly, Qin Shaoyang's voice fell, and he saw the young martial artist suddenly opened his eyes.

"Haha, it's finally reflected."

Qin Shaoyang was startled, and just about to step forward, he saw a red shadow on his side, but it was the Nangong Yan who was one step ahead of him.

"Senior Brother Shangguan Lin."

Nangong nodded, and there was no trace of disrespect to this young warrior. There was even a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Although this gaze flashed from a man's eyes, it was weird, but it was true.

"Well, you are here. Three days have passed, have you decided to come to my Kunwu?" the young man surnamed Shangguan asked.

"of course."

Shangguan Lin nodded, palmed his hand, and spread a piece of paper on the jade platform.

"Yanghou has already arranged everything. You don't need any tests, you can directly enter the Kunwu Academy and sign it."

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Seeing that Shangguanlin's answer was because of Nangong Yan, Qin Shaoyang felt the feeling of being underestimated. Although he was very upset, there was no way. Who made the Yangzhou Hou's elder son? Rather than begging to be boring, it's better to look elsewhere.

Except for Qin Shaoyang and Zhang Kaifeng and others, Qin Mingyue and Ji Wuyan were standing there, hesitating.

Selective difficulty is a common problem for almost all girls. What's more, all the deacons behind the Yutai, looking at them, seem to be hungry when they see fresh meat.

"Hehe, how many younger sisters are willing to enter my Ningyou Academy?"

At this moment, behind the third jade platform in the first row, a woman in a pink skirt asked with a smile.

"Ningyou, is one of the four university palaces?" Su Ting was surprised.

"Haha, of course. I am today's deacon disciple of Ningyou Xuegong. My name is Zhao Yiran."

The woman was full of demeanor, without any domineering expression on her face, she handed the women to the stage and said: "My Ningyou Xuegong is one of the four university palaces in Zhongzhou, and is also the only female student in the four university palaces. Occupies the vast majority of academies. In addition, I condensed in alchemy. I am the highest in Zhongzhou. There are many disciples who have been promoted to Imperial College.

Zhao Yiran replied, "I think that several younger sisters are all carrying fire. If you want to come on the alchemy, it is certainly not bad. Our Ningyou Academy gives priority to the admission of the disciples with alchemy talent."

"Oh? Looks really good!"

Qin Mingyue's women glanced at each other, their eyes lit up.

"Of course, I can guarantee that Ningyou is definitely the best choice for my sisters. Do you want to be my junior sister?" Zhao Yiran himself has an inexplicable affinity, which made the women unable to refuse.

"Ahem, um, I and them are together, I don't know how to do alchemy, but I can fight! I protect you!"

Ji Wuyan's face flushed and said.

"Oh, that's not impossible, but sister, you are a seventh-grade martial arts?" Zhao Yiran asked with a turn of his eyes.

"Yes, it's a seventh-grade."

"Then sister, you are going to test it on the energy gathering drum..."

Zhao Yiran pointed to a big drum carved from white jade on the square not far away behind the crowd.

"Energy drum? What is that for testing, how to side it?" Ji Wuyan glanced.

"Hehe, the gathering drum is to test the strength of your physical strength or vitality energy. As long as you hit the drum head with your pure vitality energy or physical strength, you can get a value. Under normal circumstances, sister, you are so early Those who enter the golden body can reach the standard only if they reach the strength of three hundred cattle..."

"Three hundred oxen means the power of three hundred oxen?"

"Hmm."

"Oh, that's okay, it's not difficult, I will try..."

Ji Wuyan became interested at this time, and walked towards the energy-gathering drum. The drum was still not small. The drum surface was about three feet in radius, and there were lines drawn by the formation method on it. There were many circles.

"drink!"

Ji Wuyan took a deep breath, and for a short while, a red vitality rose all over her body, condensing on her right fist.

Because she needs pure vitality energy, she can't use martial arts and martial arts. Ji Wuyan still doesn't have a precise concept of her own energy level.

Now, just take a test.

And Zhang Kaifeng and others also came to watch.

"My dear, push hard!"

Zhang Kaifeng hugged his shoulders and said.

As for that dear, he and Ling Tian also learned it, saying that it can only be used by couples, and Zhang Kaifeng keeps crying every day.

Ji Wuyan's pretty face blushed, almost discouraged, unwilling to wait, and with a thud, directly hit the drumhead with a punch.