Po Tian Xie Zun

The so-called assessment, to put it bluntly, is a kind of entrance test, just like the modern entrance examination, only those who have reached the score line can be admitted to that school. The difference is that the score line in this world is not Arabic numerals, but a natural number. Spiritual power and cultivation talent.

The entrance examination for a summoner is to summon a summoning book within a specified time, while swordsmen and archers gather energy. As long as they meet this standard, they will be able to enroll immediately. Formal summoners or sword masters and archers really stepped into the ranks of practice.

The assessment is very simple. The elders of Tianyu Academy set up a special formation on the ring. All the students who need to be assessed enter the formation in batches. If they meet the requirements within the specified time, they will be considered as passers. Otherwise, they will be eliminated.

As the highest training school in Ziling Country, young and young girls with a little bit of ability from all over the country will come to Tianyu Academy's annual entrance examination without hesitation, so most of the people who can gather here are descendants of major families in various cities. Poor people like Di Zijian, Kong Shaoyang are very rare. Even if they pass the examination, if they don't have super talent to lay the foundation, they can only be reduced to ordinary students from the outer court. The nobles are different. With the support of the family, those elders will more or less give them some face, and those who are talented will directly accept them as closed disciples and teach them their cultivation skills in person.

"Mengli, I'm a little nervous."

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but Xie Wuya and the others got the first round of assessment at the same time. Before the start, Si Yunan pitifully tugged on Han Mengli's sleeve, his chubby face was full of nervousness, When he said that, even Di Zijian and Kong Shaoyang couldn't help becoming nervous. For this assessment, they almost used up all their family savings. If they couldn't pass, what face would they have to go back to meet their family members? ?

"Don't be afraid! I'm here."

Han Mengli, who is naturally reticent, couldn't find any suitable words of comfort for a while, so he could only hold his hand and comfort him wordlessly. Si Yunan not only did not relax, but became even more nervous. Even the breathing gradually became disordered.

"Snapped!"

"Ouch!"

Suddenly, Xie Wuya slapped him, Si Yunan, who was trembling with nervousness, hugged the back of his head exaggeratedly, looked at him with aggrieved eyes, and the other three were also full of doubts.

"Nervous, if you're a man, cheer up labor and management. Don't you want to be ridiculed for the rest of your life?"

"Ah? How do you know?"

Si Yunan's eyes widened fiercely, the tension and pain disappeared in an instant, how did he know that he was being ridiculed by the family all the time?

"Nonsense, you can tell just by looking at your figure. If you don't want to be looked down upon forever, cheer me up. It's not your fault to be fat. Use your strength to tell those ignorant people that fat people have springs too."

With a light chirp, Xie Wuya was serious once in a while. The reason why he can see the facts that others can't see is not that he is smarter than others, but that he who comes from the 21st century understands the sorrow of the fat man better than anyone else. It seems that he is over the minimum age of 14 years old. Let me ask, as the young master of a big family, how can he take part in the assessment after his age?The only explanation is that his heart is not as pure and lovely as it appears on the surface. Combining the above two points, it is easy to guess the root cause.

After his explanation, Si Yunan and Han Mengli finally relaxed. At first they thought he could do some magic tricks.

"I…"

"Isn't that the King of War?"

"There is also Zhongyong Hou..."

"How did they come here?"

"Are they the judges sent by the royal family to the academy to assist in the assessment this year?"

"Ah...they are so handsome, especially the prince, who is so handsome!"

"Yes, yes, Lord Hou looks so safe!"

"I'm going to faint...My lord..."

"Lord Hou..."

Si Yunan's words were instantly overwhelmed by the screams of the nymphomaniacs. Following their eyes, Feng Xingtian in a gold silk robe and Xi Changfeng in a black dress both sat on the judges' seat. A flawless smile, while the latter folded his hands on his chest, with a proud and upright look on his brows.