The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 942 Fatty Jin Dajun

The student was smiling slyly. He had already thought about it, so he had to give Mo Huasong a slap in the face, so that the other party couldn't bear to go around.

Therefore, he didn't want to listen to Mo Huasong's explanation.Let's kill Mo Huasong first, these bumpkins from the cultivation world dare to treat him like this, it seems that they have never died.

But how could Mo Huasong let them come over? With a slight push with his right hand, an invisible qi rushed towards the student, blocking him.

And Mo Huasong also took this opportunity to walk towards the magic weapon for detection. This time, the magic weapon didn't ring.

After Mo Huasong walked over, he turned his head and said to the student, "I've already passed, and there's no sound, so there's no problem?"

"Hey, what's going on here? Why doesn't it ring?" the student said strangely.

But Mo Huasong ignored him and continued walking forward, directly entering the academy.

And the student who was called to help just now found that Mo Huasong was fine, so he couldn't do it anymore.

The student stared at Mo Huasong bitterly, and said to himself, "Boy, I've made a note of you, just wait and see."

After all, these students are all connected to each other. When they came to work as a staff this time, they usually eat and rest together, so they can still find someone to talk to.

Soon, that student made people focus on Mo Huasong. "It's the bird man, help me keep an eye on him, don't let him succeed."

The other students nodded secretly, expressing their understanding.

Mo Huasong didn't care about this, he went directly inside, took the registration card, wrote his name on it, and then went inside to take the exam.

It is said to be an exam, but it is actually an ability test, not sitting on a chair and desk to answer the test paper.

Mo Huasong remembered that there were three tests back then, one was to test attack power, the second was to test endurance, and the third was to test spiritual talent.

The combined scores of these three items are then admitted according to the ranking.If you can't reach [-] points in the first two items, you won't be able to enter Hongling Academy.

As for the third level of the soul test, it is just a bonus point, relatively speaking, it is not very important.

Generally, freshmen will desperately want to show themselves in such an exam, because those with high scores can be assigned to the first few districts, that is, districts one to five, and the places to eat and live will be very good at that time, with eight people in one dormitory.

Those with mediocre strength are in districts [-] to [-]. They don't live well. Twelve people live in a dormitory.And the assigned tutor is also the worst in the academy, which makes the students very unhappy.

But there is no way. It seems to be a matter of course for a good tutor to teach a good student.

If they want to live well and eat well, they have to work hard on their own.

Of course, there are also people who go through the back door in the academy.

People from some sects or families will secretly find the elders of the same line, spend some money secretly, and can also allocate better districts and mentors.

There is no problem with tutors being free to choose students.

Therefore, there is a lot of room for manipulation.

For such a situation, Mo Huasong didn't care, he already had his own plan.

Mo Huasong got the registration card and lined up.

There are a lot of people who came to take the exam this year. Mo Huasong lined up for an hour at the back, and the team didn't seem to have progressed much.

At this time, a fat man in the back said very angrily: "Damn, why are they doing this? Are they going through the back door again?"

"Back door?" Mo Huasong asked strangely.

When he took the exam back then, he entered the academy by virtue of his own ability.And as soon as he entered, he went to the tenth district and studied with a tutor.

There, he continued to practice and study, completely ignoring external things.

Later, in an accidental opportunity, he got a big opportunity, and he went on to be very powerful.

In the end, he became an immortal venerable, a big figure in the Lan Meteor family who made people fearful and was followed by all the immortal kings.

However, that was all in the past. If he didn't find that opportunity, even if he had the knowledge points of his previous life, without those assistances, he still wouldn't be able to quickly become a fairy in a few hundred years.

Since I can be reborn, my destiny is in my hands, and I will not let that great opportunity slip away.

Mo Huasong didn't want to talk to the fat man, so he continued to stand there.

Seeing that Mo Huasong ignored him, the fat man didn't shut up, but continued: "Brother, we are all at the early stage of Jindan, we should stick together well. By the way, my name is Jin Dajun, and I have money. What's your name?" name?"

"My name is Mo Batian." Mo Huasong saw that he kept talking to him, and it seemed impolite if he didn't answer.

"Mo Batian?!" Jin Dajun was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but said, "Brother, your name is very atmospheric, aren't you afraid of being beaten by others?"

Mo Huasong smiled and said, "Your name is also good. You used to be beaten by others?"

This person is called Kim Dae-jun, but he is not handsome at first glance, he looks a bit sorry for the readers.

Hearing what Mo Huasong said, Jin Dajun said angrily: "Brother, it seems that we are in the same boat. Damn, I don't know if my dad's head is full of water, but he actually named me such a name. I grew up , I have been beaten by others many times. Especially when I am beaten by others, I can’t find an enemy, which makes me even more angry.”

The more Jin Dajun talked, the angrier he became, causing the people behind to disagree.

"Hey, you guys are talking, can you use sound transmission? Don't disturb others." An examinee behind said angrily.

"Damn, who is interrupting our conversation?" Jin Dajun turned his head angrily, and saw that the other party was Jindan's late stage strength, he was so frightened that he immediately smiled and said: "Brother, hello. I'm sorry, I was too busy talking No, it's a bit loud, I'll pay attention."

Seeing that Jin Dajun admitted his mistake, that person didn't teach him a lesson, but just gave him a hard look. "Hmph, a person in the early stage of Jindan is still over 400 years old, so I don't think there is anything special."

Jin Dajun seemed to have been stuffed a handful of shit into his mouth by someone else, his face was terribly bitter.

But he is strong, and now it is the exam period, he dare not speak out.

"Since you like to talk, you can talk at the back. I'll go to the front first." After speaking, the man walked directly in front of Mo Huasong with a sneer on his face.

Mo Huasong was angry, and when he was about to make a move, Jin Dajun hurriedly hugged him. "Brother, don't do it. There are rules here. Whoever makes the first move, no matter how talented you are, will be kicked out and will not be admitted again."

Mo Huasong pushed Jin Dajun away and said, "Don't worry, I didn't do anything, I just moved my mouth."

"Move your mouth?" Jin Dajun was stunned for a moment, unable to understand what Mo Huasong meant by this.

(End of this chapter)