After being reborn, she became a pet junior sister in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 23 Cultural Assessment Approaching
In the second half of the swordsmanship, Qin Shu only taught a few lessons, and those who learned it basically put in a lot of effort after class.

Su Ho looked at it, with a fighting spirit in her eyes. She still practiced less, and she had to continue to work hard.

Qin Shu blushed excitedly, tugged at Yu Qing's sleeve and asked, "Did you see that?"

Yu Qing nodded, "I see."

"I only took a few lessons for that complete set of swordsmanship, and few of the new disciples know it, but Xue Jiaojiao is very proficient in using it."

Yu Qing hummed, of course he saw the child's efforts, but he kept silent on weekdays, no wonder Xie Congnan chose her.

"With good luck and hard work, except for the identity of the descendant of the immortal killer, it is really impeccable."

Qin Shu nodded and said, "That's right, there is only one out of [-] monks with luck, and I only know that Pei Nanxun from Dongsheng Shenzhou is that."

"That's right, if she can overcome the influence of her bloodline, then her immortal journey in the future will definitely go a long way."

The curse of the Immortal Killer is hidden in the blood and cannot be removed. It is up to the monks to bear it by themselves.

Zheng Yuanxue ran over and took Xue Jiaojiao's hand, "It's too powerful. I heard from others that you are facing senior senior brother Sun, who is also considered to be the best among the second-level Qi refining monks. In his hands It’s really amazing not to lose.”

After hearing her finish, Xue Jiaojiao smiled a little embarrassedly.

After Xue Jiaojiao came down, Luo Yiming went up.

Zheng Yuanxue dragged Xue Jiaojiao to look at the position.

Luo Yiming went to learn physical training halfway at that time, which surprised many people for a long time, and now he is facing a physical training.

Qu Qingci stood beside Xie Congnan and watched, with a glint in his eyes.

"Are you confident?" Xie Congnan asked Qu Qingci.

Qu Qingci clasped his hands together, raised his chin and said, "It's not that I'm confident, it's Luo Yiming, who seems quite confident."

After becoming a physical trainer, Luo Yiming's cultivation speed also increased, so when Xie Congnan asked him if he wanted to try the step-up challenge, he agreed without hesitation.

The physicist in front of him was a head taller than him, and his fists collided with muffled sounds. Zhang Ruozheng moved his neck, and the bones inside rattled.

"Please." Zhang Ruozheng stretched out his right hand, and then made a defensive posture.

Luo Yiming rushed over with his whole body, a gust of wind was raised, and he punched Zhang Ruozheng with his fist.

Zhang Ruozheng raised his arms, and Luo Yiming punched his arms. Luo Yiming frowned as he punched, feeling as if he had hit a rock.

Realizing this, Luo Yiming hurriedly opened the distance, Zhang Ruozheng turned from defense to offense, and fists the size of sandbags fell like raindrops.

"You, who just started training, are no match for me."

Luo Yiming's arms soon turned red and purple, and he clenched his teeth to resist Zhang Ruozheng's attack.

The dull pain in his body made him very uncomfortable, but he was powerless to fight back.

Physical sparring is so straightforward, punching to the flesh.

Zheng Yuanxue's teeth were sore while watching, and Luo Yiming on the stage didn't know what kind of pain he was suffering.

"Although Luo Yiming's personality is not very good, he was beaten badly today."

Xue Jiaojiao smiled and shook her head, "Although he is at a disadvantage, this is no different from body tempering for physical cultivation. If Luo Yiming can hold on, maybe he can turn defeat into victory."

Hearing what Xue Jiaojiao said, Zheng Yuanxue also became interested and stared at Luo Yiming closely.

Punch after punch, the kid didn't move, and forcefully carried dozens of punches. Zhang Ruozheng's brows were slowly raised, and he met Luo Yiming's stubborn eyes.

"This kid..."

When Zhang Ruozheng knew that his opponent was a new disciple who had just entered body training, he didn't pay much attention to it. This kind of challenge was held every year, but there were very few winners.

However, Luo Yiming was still able to stand after receiving so many punches from him, which really surprised him.

Thinking of this, he wanted to solve it as soon as possible. If it dragged on, he would really help this kid temper his body.

"It's enough." Luo Yiming raised his head suddenly.

"What?" Zhang Ruozheng showed doubts, and the next second the fist wind had already reached his door.

Zhang Ruozheng stretched out one hand to hold his fist, and the other fist followed.

The two of them faced each other like this, relying entirely on strength.

Zhang Ruozheng kept leaning back, the veins on his forehead popped up, and he pushed Luo Yiming forward.

Those two fists seemed to contain countless powers, and they remained motionless.

Luo Yiming's face was flushed, and the atmosphere between the two was stalemate, and it was impossible to tell the winner for a while.

In the end, Yu Qing came forward to call a stop, and it was considered a tie. If it continues, Luo Yiming will inevitably be injured.

Luo Yiming panted, wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked off the stage.

"Senior Sister Qu." He bowed his head in front of Qu Qingci.

"Good performance." Qu Qingci praised him without hesitation.

The leaping challenges of the four new disciples were all remarkable, which also aroused the fighting spirit of many people in the audience.

They also came to the stage to challenge those who were stronger than themselves. After the chief disciple passed the martial arts test, he challenged them even more boldly.

But those who challenged the chief disciple all lost without exception.

With the end of the martial arts test, the cultural test is coming.

A few days before the cultural assessment, Xie Congnan always wanted to run out of the sect, but was locked in the sect by the elder Song Yisheng.

"I want to see when you can come down from the last place."

"Uncle Song, please forgive me." Xie Congnan clasped his hands together and begged.

Song Yisheng pointed at her with a wooden stick, "If you have the time to argue with me, you might as well memorize some books."

"Uncle, I really have something to do when I leave the sect, so please let me go."

Song Yisheng said angrily: "Didn't you say that in the literary test? Don't follow me, I can't pass it in June, I'd better go to Shuge to copy books."

Xie Congnan was not afraid of anything, but he was afraid that Song Yisheng would ask her to copy books in Shuge.

Such a thick book, let her copy it and read it at the same time, if she insisted on it for half a month, it would kill her half of her life.

Seeing Song Yisheng's stern and selfless appearance, Xie Congnan had no choice but to hide in the room and hold Buddha's feet temporarily.

"Yu Qing is right. Cong Nan is really the same as you were back then." Song Yisheng glared at Qin Shu.

Qin Shu, who was frequently called by name, sighed: "Those books are so thick, I feel that I can't open my eyes after reading it, so I can't blame me. Besides, although I can't memorize books, I am still very good at memorizing swordsmanship. Isn’t it the same for Nan.”

Song Yisheng couldn't see him looking like he was trying to make amends for himself, so he threw up his sleeves and left.

It's the beginning of June, and the cultural assessment is coming.

This is the first time for Xue Jiaojiao to take Yunmengze's literary examination. In the place where several main halls are used for the examination, the tables and chairs are all pulled away, far away.

Sitting behind the desk at the front was the elder who was invigilating the examination. He looked familiar. He was Qiu Lingsi, who guarded the bookstore.

(End of this chapter)