The Gate Of Good Fortune

Ning Cheng pulled a monk who was surrounded by him. "This friend, I just heard people say that they have been selected to Qingyun College as long as they are seventy-six points?"

The monk stared at Ning Cheng for a while, and said nothing, "You went to Moser City? Do you know what the seventy-six points represent? You go there and look at the six arrays." Looking at the results of the preliminary round, you know what the seventy-six points represent."

Ning Cheng looked at the place where the monk fingered, and a row of six arrays of large screens. He walked to the front of the first big screen and immediately saw what was going on.

These six big screens are the rankings of the preliminary results, and the first big screen shows the first preliminary results. The array method only shows 500 people on the screen. According to the number of people participating in each preliminary round, it is 5,000. This is the ratio of 10 to 1.

The highest score in the first preliminary round was only seventy-one points, and the fifth in the big screen was only a dozen points.

The second big screen is the result of the second preliminary round, but the first score of the second preliminary round is as high as 94 points, and the second place is only 63 points. The same as the fifth hundred is only a dozen points.

Ning Cheng has been seeing the results of the fourth preliminary round, and finally found that the seventy-six points is the third in the four preliminary test results.

The fifth big screen is blank, because the fifth game of the preliminary game has not yet been played, and the sixth big screen is also blank.

Ning Cheng had to find another person to ask, "Is this sixth big screen set up for the final ranking of the preliminary round? Is it 2,500 people on the top five big screens? Rematch?"

"How could it be so simple? This sixth big screen is a good ranking for the final results of the preliminary round, but it is not in accordance with your statement. Finally, one thousand out of the two thousand and five hundred in the first five preliminary rounds. Participate in the rematch. The rules of choice are based on the scores from high to low," the man explained.

"The questions in each preliminary test are different. Isn't this choice unfair?" Ning Cheng didn't know if the questions in several written tests were the same, but he guessed it should be different.

"Where is there absolutely fairness? But no one raises an objection, it means there will be no problem." This person obviously does not know much.

Ning Cheng didn't know what the title of the preliminary test was. He simply didn't think about it. There were still a few days in the fifth preliminary round. He has never known how many times he has tested since he was a child. Can others test, can he fear the exam?

At this time, he is going to Qingyun College. He wants to ask Qingyunling first. If Qingyun is available, he will ask if he can represent the Qingyun College written test. Even if it is not representative of Qingyun College, there are so many Zongmen and colleges in this square. It is always feasible to find a place to take a written test.

Compared to some low-level colleges and Zongmen resident, there are very few people in front of the five major five-star colleges. Everyone knows that if you don't have a good root, don't go to the front of the Five Star Academy.

"Excuse me..."

"What color is the main spiritual root?" Ning Cheng’s words have not been said. A middle-aged man sitting in front of Qingyun College stopped lazily interrupting Ning Cheng’s words.

Ning Cheng had to say, "I don't have the main spiritual root..."

"Hey." The middle-aged man took a picture of the front table. "There is no Lord Lingen who will let you come? Do you think that the Five Star Academy is playing with you? If everyone is like you, how are we still? Do things? Go away."

Ning Cheng almost pulled out the long gun behind him and shot it. The district’s a gas-filled monk also dared to be so arrogant.

"I want to ask if Qingyun is able to join Qingyun College?" Ning Cheng's tone became stiff.

"What? Do you have a Qingyun order?" The middle-aged man who was tempered by the gas was surprised and immediately stood up. The tone immediately eased one hundred and eighty degrees. "Is your Qingyun order not brought? I check a bit."

Ning Cheng took out Qingyun and handed it to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man turned the token over and looked at it for a while, and his face was constantly changing.

After more than a dozen breaths, he asked, "Where did your Qingyun order come from? Is it a Zongmen or a personal accident? Are you a loose?"

Ning Cheng didn't want to hide it, just said, "Yes, I am really a mess. This Qingyun order is what I got in a chance..."

The joy in the eyes of the middle-aged man flashed away, and then he coughed and his expression became dignified and continued. "What are your requirements?"

Ning Cheng looked at the face of this middle-aged man and felt that this Qingyun order was still of some use. He directly said his thoughts. "I have a friend who wants to join Qingyun Academy with this Qingyun. If you can, I also want to ask, can I add a quota for this written test to this token? If the second one doesn't work, then I want to join one..."

"Okay, I know, your request is completely satisfactory. Qingyun has made me close. You fill out the form here, I will apply for a place to participate in the fifth preliminary test." This middle-aged man again Interrupted the words of Ning Cheng.

This time, Ning Cheng felt that it was wrong. He took Qingyun’s order, not to order this preliminary test. His main purpose is to give Jiluo a place to join Qingyun College. Then he himself passed the exam and entered Qingyun College. In this case, both of them joined Qingyun College, and there was also a care.

The man only said that he would give him a quota for the preliminary test, and did not agree to a request to join the Qingyun College.

Ning Cheng did not fill out the form, but only questioned, "My main requirement is not to participate in the written test, but to have a place to join Qingyun College..."

The middle-aged man snorted and interrupted Ning Cheng again. "Every Qingyun can only ask for one request. I have already fulfilled your request. If you dare to make trouble, don't blame me for calling the law enforcer. ""

Ning Cheng realized that this guy was going to lose his Qingyun order. This shameless guy, he saw it for the first time.

"Give me the Qingyun order, I will not mention the request for the time being." Ning Cheng, although he could not immediately teach a middle-aged man, still resisted the anger.

The middle-aged man disdainfully looked at Ning Cheng and said, "Do you think that Qingyun is a child? This is what I sent to Qingyun College. After each request is completed, it will be taken back. Now we have promised you. Fill in the form quickly, otherwise it will be abandoned."

Ningcheng is extremely angry, and this gas-filled monk blinks, obviously not afraid to make things big. He said very simply, "If this is the case, then I will break in and look for someone who can talk. Can you see if a gas monk in your district can be the master?"

This gas-filled monk saw Ning Cheng not being shackled, and there was a fluster in his eyes. At this time, a monk of the Yuan Yuan who wore the costume of Qingyun College came over. The monk of the Yuanyuan swept through the two people, and some unpleasantly asked, "What the **** is going on?"

"Uncle Shi, this person has no main spiritual root..."

The monk’s words were not finished. This is called the uncle’s monk who stared coldly at Ning Cheng. “This is a five-star college. There is no main spiritual root. If you dare to continue to be here, don’t blame me. It is."

Ning Cheng has no intention of continuing to linger, he is ready to return to Qingyun. This monk’s monk did not listen to the words, and he came up with anger. Together with Qingyun College’s use of such people to select the disciples who signed up, it is obvious that Qingyun College is really unsettled.

Just when Ning Cheng wanted to be Qingyun, he suddenly saw Lanyin Yue, and Lan Yinyue followed an old man who was built by Yuan Yuan to go to this side. Ning Cheng did not continue to explain, he turned and left. A Qingyun order is nothing to him. This hate is not in a hurry to report, waiting for a chance, he will definitely want this swallowing his Qingyun commander and the bones of the belt back.

At this time, even if he was allowed to join Qingyun College, he did not have any interest. Qingyun College is nothing more than a five-star college. It is not worth making him.

Lanyin Yue and his enemies, he is not afraid of this woman now, but the built-up monk Ning Cheng around her can not want to contact.

If he didn't feel that this time was a chance for him, he would leave with Ji Luo. As for the promise of Yuhong, he can come back later to find Meng Yu.

The middle-aged man who gathered gas saw Ning Cheng didn’t explain it. He turned and left, and his heart was even more ecstatic~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He has already planned, if Ningcheng really said Qingyunling, he said Ningcheng I got a Qingyun order. He is explaining to Qingcheng that he can only ask for one request.

Qingyun’s role in Qingyun College is far from being as simple as a quota. Not only can you join Qingyun College, but you can also get a good instrument and get a true-level method that everyone envy. Don't look at his selection of disciples outside Qingyun College. He is only a disciple of the Qingyun College's outer court. Once he gets the Qingyun order, he is immediately a disciple of the inner court and can enjoy various treatments.

As for the Ningcheng that took out Qingyun, he has already planned, and as long as he is on time, he will destroy Ningcheng.

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Every time there are 5,000 people in the preliminary round, it looks a lot. In fact, it is really not much. Ningcheng from the four-star college to Samsung College, and then to each Zongmen, asked no less than twenty or thirty, and did not get a place.

He is really a layer of repair, this repair is not as good as gathering nine layers. The title of the condensed and gas-filled monks in the preliminary test is the same, but in the finals, it is to be separated. Once separated, the layer of solidification is undoubtedly the worst of the cure.

"Ning Xiaocheng?" Ning Cheng suddenly heard someone calling him behind him. He didn't have to look back. He also knew that the person who called him was Zhu Muer. This woman is really everywhere, listening to her happy tone, it is estimated that I got the number of places in the game.

Ning Cheng turned his head and saw the Zhu Muer who was waving to him excitedly. He had to walk and smiled. "Good, Zhu Muer."

(The second is sent, today's update is here, good night!)