Douluo's Drunk Red Dust

After finishing their lunch, all the talents gathered at the assessment point again.

Everyone needs to take a test, even if they don't practice, the same goes for talents who are not qualified to become soul masters.

I wonder if it is because of the geographical location of the Sun and Moon Empire that it is difficult for citizens to cultivate soul power. Most of them will not be able to reach the heights of soul masters from other countries throughout their lives.

This weak position can only be regained by relying on the soul guide.

In the war between countries, the emergence of soul guides is like an epoch-making invention, which to some extent changes the original concept of battlefield.

"Hongchen, what is your martial spirit?"

Song Ziqing stood beside Zui Hongchen and asked.

"Similar to the Hongchen family's martial spirit, its full name is Yin Yang Holy Toad." Zui Hongchen told the truth, there was nothing to hide, "I may become a control soul master in the future."

"Hey, my martial spirit is the Iron King Spear."

Song Ziqing smiled and gestured with his hands, "It can be regarded as the Song family's martial spirit."

"A gun? It seems like you want to become a general, Ziqing."

"Becoming a soul master general is my goal."

Song Ziqing clenched his fists and smiled.

While the two were chatting and laughing, the officials responsible for testing the soul power and martial arts walked into the hall and sat down behind the tables at the front.

When the talented person whose name is reported comes forward, whether he is practicing or not, he needs to be tested again.

Soon, Zui Hongchen heard his name. He nodded to Song Ziqing who was not far away, and then took a step forward.

The person responsible for testing the soul power was an old man, and behind him was a soul guide of the same height.

"Hand out."

The old man held the soul guide in his hand and pressed it on Zui Hongchen's hand.

"Nine years old... good bones."

"What is your martial spirit?"

"Your Excellency, Yin Yang Holy Toad."

He glanced at Zui Hongchen lightly, pointed at the soul guide behind him, "Stand in."

"Yes."

This instrument was only used to detect the soul power level. It was very accurate and came out with a figure of 25.

Nine years old, level 25.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly and forced out a smile, indicating that Zui Hongchen could leave.

Zui Hongchen didn't expect the steps to be so simple. He quickly met with Song Ziqing, and the two discussed a plan for a night tour of the Sun and Moon Imperial City tonight.

The recommended palace examination that is held every eight years is not as cruel as imagined. The Sun and Moon official will not eliminate the students with lower rankings. Everyone has the opportunity to study in the academy open to the royal family. They are divided into classes according to their performance. Each class is assigned The resources naturally vary according to the ranking.

This is why these talented people are so relaxed.

Seeing the young people leaving after the test, Zui Hongchen and Song Ziqing also left the assessment point.

As the two chatted, they talked about the future college.

"Where do you want to go in Hongchen? Shrek Academy?"

"I don't know. I'm still comparing the pros and cons of different colleges."

"What's wrong with this? Shrek Academy only accepts geniuses. You'll die if you don't go?" Song Ziqing hammered Zui Hongchen's shoulder, "It would be a real waste for such a talent to enter a third-rate academy."

"..."

Zui Hongchen did not respond. In fact, this was not the first time someone recommended him to Shrek Academy.

Seeing Zui Hongchen's thoughtful face, Song Ziqing coughed, "But it's true, it's still a little early for you. Come, let's go to Cuiyu Tower with my brother to drink some wine and listen to some music."

As for a bunch of talented people holding back poems and lyrics in the Cuiyu Tower to make the Oiran smile, that's another thing.

The next day, Zui Hongchen gathered early in front of the bulletin board on the middle floor under Wang Laoshi's service.

Although it was early in the morning, the dignitaries who heard the sound had already surrounded the place with carriages.

Why do the powerful come?Naturally, he came to find Chenglong Kuai's son-in-law.

Which of the young people on this list is not a talented person?Some wealthy families are naturally waiting for such an opportunity to find a good home for their girls and to add an arm to the family.

"I'm coming!"

Someone shouted, and the red cloth on the bulletin board fell down.

"Haha, someone is in Class B!"

"Why is this young master so talented? How is this possible?"

"Huh, level C, not bad."

The talented people immediately started making appearances. At this time, a middle-aged man riding a tall horse suddenly pointed at the young man who had just entered the second level and said, "Catch him."

"Yes!"

The guards came forward laughing and joking, pushed through a path, picked up the joyful young man, and carried him on their shoulders.

"You, what are you going to do?" The young man was startled, but his thin arms could not twist his thigh, so his struggle was useless.

The middle-aged man stroked his beard, laughed, and shouted fiercely, "What are you doing here? Of course you are here to steal your son-in-law."

"Go home!"

When the talented people saw the group of people walking away quickly, they looked at each other and saw a hint of expectation in their eyes, and they all sent their blessings to the lucky young man.

The other dignitaries began to take action, and in an instant everyone was on their backs.

The corner of Zui Hongchen's mouth twitched and he quickly stood aside. There were so many people here that he didn't even see Song Ziqing.

There was no one around, so he took the opportunity to look at the notice board.

More than 200 students participated in this palace examination, divided into six levels according to the heavenly stems, A, B, C, Ding, Wuji.

Zui Hongchen counted down and saw C from level E, and then searched carefully in level B.

"Is it possible..."

"Zui Hongchen? Who is this person?"

"The drunken world of Lingyue Town? What kind of place is Lingyue Town? How can someone born there win the best?"

"Hongchen, wait, is it possible that he is from the Hongchen family?"

Zui Hongchen shrank back and a smile appeared on his face. He himself did not expect that he would be able to get the best result.

At this moment, he felt that his hard study had meaning.

Looking from a distance, Zui Hongchen saw his name appearing at No. 1 below Grade A. Zui Hongchen took a deep breath and turned around to leave.

He doesn't need to share this joy with others.

Returning to the hotel, Wang Laoshi came up to him. Expectation and fear coexisted on his rough face, and he asked softly, "Master, how did you do in the exam?"

He hopes that his son will get satisfactory results in the exam, but he is also afraid that his son will fail.

"Good test, first class."

"Great!" Wang Laoshi's eyes were moist, and he was more excited than Zui Hongchen. He danced for a while. People who didn't know it thought he had been named to the gold list.

Zui Hongchen chuckled and said, "Honestly, there may be many people who want to see me in a while. Tell them that I am not here at the moment."

"Yes!"

"If there is any news about the Hongchen family, just let their people in."

Zui Hongchen watched Wang Laoshi turn around and leave the room and breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at the palace from the window. Originally, he didn't want to get to know his family so quickly, but his plans couldn't keep up with the changes. He didn't expect that there would be no one who could win the palace exam this time.

The talent that Zui Hongchen has shown now is enough for the family to take him seriously.

Next, he just had to wait.