Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

An examination is a test.

A test of strength, intelligence, courage and mentality.

A truly strong person, as long as he possesses one of these factors, will be able to conquer the exam with a pair of fists, a pair of eyes, a pair of hands, a pen or a fearless heart, making it a willing parent-child entertainment project.

"You mean, you hit the invigilator with your strength, and then used your superior intelligence to put the blame on someone else, and then used your superior courage to go to his office during the exam and steal the next exam paper, and finally finished the next exam paper without making a sound under the nose of the invigilator who woke up?"

Xu Xuan was dumbfounded, "You weren't fired?!"

"Open the chicken feathers."

Zhou Li, who was driving the carriage, said unhappily, "Do you know how difficult our exams were back then? Compared to our exams back then, your exams now are as easy as finding a dung fork in a manure pit."

Is this simple?

"really."

Tang Wan, who was standing by, put down the bag of pancakes in his hand and said with lingering fear: "The history test is too scary. Why do I have to know that 36 people got off a public carriage at one stop, 22 people got on at the next stop, and then there was a fight at the third stop, leaving only 7 people, and finally asked me how many wheels the carriage had? Is this a test for human beings?"

Xu Xuan was confused.

“We were different from you back then.”

Zhou Li waved his hand and said, "Your goal is to use the exam to select qualified candidates."

"correct."

The black cat nodded and asked in confusion, "Isn't this what should be done?"

"We use exams to select survivors."

The lines on Zhou Li's face suddenly hardened, and his expression changed a little. "If you don't pass the test, you will die."

Xu Xuan shuddered, "So scary?"

"The answers on the test paper are all kinds of weird. In fact, it is impossible to get the correct answer using normal thinking."

Tang Wan clasped his hands together, holding the compressed pancake and said, "So stealing the test paper to find the answers and beating the invigilator is also a tacit consent. Otherwise, you can't ask someone like me what to do about the drought in the northwest."

"The answer Tang Wan wrote was to build a Dragon King Temple."

Zhou Li added.

Xu Xuan didn't know what to say. She was suddenly glad that she didn't live in that barbaric and violent era. Beating the invigilator to get the answers would happen openly. It made her feel absurd that playing basketball meant hitting the opponent's basket to get a new ball.

Is this really too academic? Is this really not a professional unlimited fighting competition?
If Xu Xuan knew that the daily holy war session of their Ion Class was just like elementary school students' entertainment of clapping and clapping in the eyes of the real Ion Class, she would definitely think that there was something wrong with her cat life.

A fight for Yun Baibai's attention?

How despicable.

In a true holy war, every reason is holy, great, and magnificent, not something that makes people want to laugh.

The real holy war was to shave Zhou Li's head into a point, to beat Tang Wan's cerebellum until it atrophied, and to fight for the quota for field work next month without a single survivor in the class. Even the old pedants could not stay out of it and had to participate in it. Therefore, it was not unreasonable for Zhou Li to feel that this class of Ion Class had a bad reputation. Just the fact that their exams were conducted in a one-on-one battle according to the rules made Zhou Li feel the discomfort of eating mango dumplings with sesame sauce.

Your rules make me sick.

Of course, Zhou Li had expected the disbanding of the Ion Class. In a sense, the old scholar had asked him to join the Ion Class in order to let Zhou Li think about it. And Zhou Li's answer was not unexpected, it was a pile of shit.

A pure history of sticky hooks.

Although the Ion Class is capable of fighting, Holy Grail War, Berserker Blood, poisoning, traps, sneak attacks, group fights, and duels, they are often so united that it makes people sick. And although Zhou Li is usually attacked by others in fights, Holy Grail War, Berserker Blood, poisoning, traps, sneak attacks, group fights, and duels, he can stand up and make choices with everyone at the critical moment.

He didn't mean that Yun Baibai did a bad job, on the contrary, she did a great job, just like Ye Chong back then. But she couldn't maintain the ion class as well as Ye Chong, because there was no Zhou Li in her ion class.

There is only one reason for a group of chosen ones to unite.

They have a common enemy.

This enemy must be strong enough, insidious enough, and at the same time, fair and aboveboard. This is not an easy task. On the contrary, it is more difficult than what Ye Chong did. Zhou Li can do this because he has extremely high talent in two lives, and his moral bottom line is much more flexible than that of people of this era.

As for the new ion class...
Zhou Li did not deny that the new ion class was also full of geniuses, but they were only geniuses in their own fields. The price of being content with one corner was short-sightedness. Everyone in the old ion class knew the basic 100 poisons very well, and ordinary poisons could not be hidden from them. But the people in the new ion class, except for those who played with poison and studied medicine, had almost no knowledge of poisons. Not to mention a series of seemingly useless knowledge such as survival in the wild, tying ropes, and identifying water sources.

Don't blame them either.

Thinking about how the old Ion Class learned all this, Zhou Li couldn't help but feel nostalgic.

"You did all this."

Tang Wan and Zhou Li at the side instantly understood each other and mercilessly exposed Zhou Li, "Who do you think is the reason why we were forced to survive on the top of the mountain for a month? If you hadn't released the Jungle Spirit to cope with the exam, we would have been so bored that we would have gone to the mountains to be savages."

The black cat was a little afraid of Zhou Li.

This is not a human being, this is a self-propelled disaster.

"Anyway, you just need to understand that it is very difficult for Yun Baibai to reorganize the Ion Class. Of course, if she succeeds, it should be called the Yun Class."

"Can she do it?"

Master Li stood in front of the wooden house, looking at the gentle girl wearing an ancient witch's skirt and holding a bell to summon the gods, his eyes full of heartache, "Although summoning the gods back to the spirit will not cause any harm to her, you know how painful it is, why do you..."

"She chose it."

The old scholar said.

"She is tired enough, and the burden on her shoulders is heavy enough, why does she want to... hurt herself like this?"

Master Li was puzzled.

The old scholar stood side by side with him, his expression calm, but more of a relief, "You don't understand, Lao Li. When she chooses to suffer, it will be the beginning of her transformation."

"Just like Zhou Li back then." (End of this chapter)