Holy Lord's Strongest Soldier King System

Chapter 42 Divine Consciousness Transmission
"Brother, what are you thinking in your head, you dare to compare your grades with Zhao Rongrong?"

After school, Zhao Yang complained helplessly.

"He also has two ears and one mouth. Why can't we compare with her?"

Tang Song joked with a smile.

"No, Zhao Rongrong is second in the class, and there are not many people in the entire department who dare to compete with her. It seems that we really have no chance of joining the university!"

Zhao Yang shook his head, looking desperate.

"This is discouraged, what a man, don't worry, we will win, and we have to win beautifully."

Tang Song's eyes showed a trace of evil smile, and he said with confidence.

"Then I can rely on you, but it doesn't matter if you don't pass the university entrance exam, at worst, go home and sell bean sprouts, hehe."

Zhao Yang's family conditions are not very good. Although he lives in Sucheng, his father only sells bean sprouts. The world is hard and he makes a living.

After Tang Song sent Chen Yunxi back, he went home with Su Jingwen to study English. According to the previous agreement with Chen Yunxi, Tang Song did not live at Su Jingwen's house this time, but returned to school early.

Early the next morning, Tang Song and Zhao Yang came to the examination room. Their scores were about the same, so they were basically in the same examination room every time.

"Tang Song, long time no see."

Just after Tang Song sat down, Zhao Wenshan suddenly walked up to him.

He is the leader of the student union, but unfortunately, his grades are worse than those of Tang and Song Dynasty, and he is all about flattering others.

"I wish I never saw you again."

Tang Song rolled his eyes at the other party and said impatiently.

Zhao Wenshan followed Li Chenggong, and he often harmed his classmates, relying on his power, and he was talking about this kind of person.

"Tang Song, I really don't understand what you are dragging. I don't believe that Zhang Hanyun will let you go after he is discharged from the hospital!"

Zhao Wenshan was beaten badly by Tang Song last time, and he was beaten in front of Li Chenggong. He hated Tang Song to the extreme, but he didn't dare to really provoke him, so he could only speak in a sly way.

"Do you believe I will beat you again?"

Tang Song's face was gloomy, and he pretended to be angry.

Hearing this, Zhao Wenshan quickly hid ten meters away.

"Tang Song, you... what do you want to do?"

At this moment, a person suddenly walked in outside the examination room, and he looked intently, this person was Zhang Hanyun!
"Brother Hanyun, are you discharged from the hospital? That's great!"

When Zhao Wenshan saw Zhang Hanyun, he immediately put on a flattering attitude. Apart from flattering Li Chenggong on weekdays, Zhao Wenshan had always followed Zhang Hanyun's side. It can be said that he was a complete follower.

"Go away, I'm not in the mood for you!"

Zhang Hanyun was a little irritable. For someone like Zhao Wenshan, he would call him over when he needed it, and just let him roll away when he didn't need it.

After Zhao Wenshan was shut down, he couldn't lose face, so he simply followed behind Zhang Hanyun and continued, "Brother Hanyun, what do you do with that boy Tang Song? Brothers are waiting for you to come back and take charge of the overall situation!"

"Snapped!"

But Zhao Wenshan never expected that Zhang Hanyun would slap him with a slap.

Zhao Wenshan felt his eyes glisten, and his newly installed dentures fell to the ground.

"Brother Hanyun, why did you hit me?"

Zhao Wenshan asked with tears in his eyes.

"Is that what you should call Tang and Song? Call me Brother Tang!"

Zhang Hanyun stood up and kicked him in the chest again.

"Let me call him Brother Tang? How is this possible? What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Wenshan didn't seem to be able to react yet, with a look of surprise and astonishment on his face.

Everyone else in the examination room also looked at Zhang Hanyun. The video of him being beaten up by Tang and Song Dynasty was widely spread before, and basically the whole school knew about it. Who would have thought that Zhang Hanyun would admit defeat at this time?

"I'll give you 1 minute to apologize to Brother Tang immediately, or I will remove your position as the head of the student union!"

Zhang Hanyun's face was gloomy, and he said in a cold voice.

Although Li Chenggong has the final say on the appointment and removal of the head of the student union, but with Zhang Hanyun's influence, it is easy for him to influence Li Chenggong.

Hearing this, Zhao Wenshan immediately panicked. He could die, but he would never let go of his position as the head of the student union!
"Brother Tang, Brother Tang Song, I know I was wrong, please forgive me for the sake of being classmates!"

Zhao Wenshan trotted up to Tang Song and begged.

"Go away, don't disturb my study."

Tang Song blew about the place Zhao Wenshan touched, showing disgust.

"This……"

Zhao Wenshan had never been so humiliated in front of so many people. His face turned red and he stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

"This student, please go back to your seat quickly. The exam is about to take place. Don't you have any points in mind?"

Suddenly, a teacher in a Chinese tunic suit walked into the classroom and saw Zhao Wenshan standing in the aisle with a warm and angry expression on his face.

The teachers who were assigned to the last few examination rooms basically didn't have a good temper. They knew in their hearts that those who took the exam here were either scumbags or gangsters with no future.

Tang Song took the test paper and filled it out casually.

The first subject is Chinese. For Tang and Song Dynasties, there was basically no difficulty except that there were more characters to write than ordinary subjects.

In less than 15 minutes, Tang Song had written all the test papers, but he was not in a hurry to hand in the papers because there was still one person waiting for him.

"With the current cultivation base, I don't know if I can succeed, so I can only try first."

Tang Song murmured to himself, and then he slightly bent his three fingers, turned his two fingers to the sky, and pinched out a hand gesture.

"Fatty, fatty, can you hear me?"

Tang Song used his mind to speak to Zhao Yang.

"Tang Song? Are you talking to me?"

Zhao Yang, who had been staring at the test paper in a daze, suddenly became energetic.

But when he looked up at Tang Song, he found that Tang Song was not looking at him at all, and there were several people between them, so it was impossible for Tang Song to talk to him like this.

"Could it be that I encountered a ghost, but it's daytime."

Zhao Yang looked around, the word panic was written all over his face.

"Idiot, don't look, I'm talking to you!"

Tang Song continued to use his spiritual consciousness to initiate the chat.

Tang Song didn't say anything, but when he said it, Zhao Yang was completely stunned, his legs were trembling, and his face turned pale with fright.

"From now on, whatever I say, you will write on the test paper, do you hear me clearly?"

Tang Song took a peek at Zhao Yang and said hastily.

Now that he is only in the foundation-building stage, it stands to reason that it is impossible for him to communicate with his spiritual consciousness. However, in his previous life in the Tang and Song Dynasties, he was at the Heavenly Saint level. Although his cultivation has been completely lost, his spiritual consciousness is still much stronger than that in the general foundation-building stage.

Zhao Yang was terrified, but this was an examination room anyway, so he couldn't run away. In desperation, he had no choice but to pick up a pen and fill in the test paper as the voice said.

"The wind is blowing and the water is cold. Once a strong man is gone, he will never return. Here, the water is cold!"

"Thinking about it, thousands of miles of mist, the dusk is sinking in the sky, and the sky is filled with dusk and mist!"

Half an hour later, Tang Song finally told Zhao Yang all the answers. Except for the composition, which he wrote himself, the total score would not be too low.

"This classmate, are you cultivating immortality? Are you going to transcend tribulation?"

The invigilator who was dozing off on the podium suddenly woke up.

When he saw Tang Song pinching his hands and closing his eyes tightly, he stood up and teased Tang Song.

Tang Song put down the hand formula, and since he had passed the answer anyway, he simply smiled awkwardly.

"You still dare to laugh, bring the test paper, you are no longer qualified for the test!"

The invigilator said angrily.

"Give it, it's done anyway."

Tang Song was worried about being bored. Since the invigilator had said so, he would naturally not refuse.

(End of this chapter)