Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 112 Grading
"You are like this because you are injured. I think you will definitely get better!" Xue Chengsong said.

"Thank you for your good words. Are you coming to join the Bronze Man Formation?" Zhou Leng asked.

Xue Chengsong asked: "Yes, what about you? You are not injured at all, it doesn't look like a bronze man formation."

"I'm here to take the Intermediate Divine Script Researcher Examination."

"Hmm...hmm?" Xue Chengsong was stunned for a moment, and it took him several seconds to react.

"Have you passed the elementary divine text exam?" Xue Chengsong asked.

"correct."

Xue Chengsong said: "You are usually quiet, but when you speak up, you make a big fuss. Several students in our class who are taking the divine literature route, the real academic masters, took the preliminary examination together, but returned with nothing, and complained about the difficulty of taking the divine literature exam."

"In the end, you passed the exam without making any noise. How did you feel about the intermediate exam?"

Zhou Leng said: "The intermediate level is very difficult, and I estimate it will be around 110 points."

Xue Chengsong was stunned for a moment, and asked in a confused manner: "How many points did you get in the primary exam?"

"135."

Xue Chengsong was even more amused and said, "Fortunately, we are old friends, otherwise I would have thought you were mocking me. It is difficult for Xihai Wuda to pass 100 points in the intermediate exam, let alone freshman, even senior."

"I might have a talent for divine writing," Zhou Leng said after taking a look at the team, "I feel like they are from the main school, not the martial arts school class."

Xue Chengsong coughed lightly and said, "My family used some tricks to transfer me from the martial arts class to the main school."

Zhou Leng suddenly thought of Chang Luan who transferred to the main campus of East China Wuhan University, and nodded slightly. The water is indeed deep here, and it seems that the rumors on the Internet may not be all false.

Xue Chengsong said: "Recently, I occasionally go to the resource area at home to help my father with work, so I really can't spare the time. Let's get together again when I'm not busy for a while."

"it is good."

"Then I'll go first."

The two people waved their hands like students and separated.

As soon as Xue Chengsong returned, his classmates asked about Zhou Leng's situation, and he told them about Zhou Leng's Shenwen test results.

Those students who took the Shenwen route did not doubt Zhou Leng's grades and began to doubt their lives.

While waiting for the bronze man formation, Xue Chengsong sent a message to his father.

"I saw Zhou Leng. He is in good health and will soon become an intermediate researcher of divine texts. Didn't you say that you and your bosses are planning to invest in divine texts? I think we can contact Zhou Leng."

“You didn’t say anything when Zhou Leng was injured a few days ago, and now you’re doubting my decision?”

"Hehe, that's not what I meant. I just think Zhou Leng has potential. Even though he was injured like that, he looks energetic today, even better than before. Such a person will be good at anything."

"Let's talk about it later."

"You are the boss, you have the final say." Xue Chengsong curled his lips.

Xiongcheng, the headquarters of Shenwen.

Zhao Nandi, wearing a white coat and black-framed glasses without lenses, was marking the papers of the intermediate examination with a group of divine text experts.

To prevent cheating, test papers are randomly assigned.

After finishing the review, Zhao Nandi secretly sighed that he did not meet Zhou Leng.

Zhao Nandi looked at the others.

Because there are not many people taking the Intermediate Divine Text Examination, with less than a thousand copies nationwide, a dozen people can easily review and finish the examination.

A group of divine text experts who were at least twenty years older than Zhao Nandi stood up one after another and went to the cafeteria to eat together.

As they walked, everyone talked about the test papers.

"The last big question was really too difficult. No one could answer it."

"I thought at the time that this question was suitable for the advanced exam. Putting it in the intermediate exam would make it too difficult for the candidates."

"Let them exercise. Did anyone score?"

"No, the papers I marked were all written in a mess."

"Don't tell me, I have a student who got 7 points. His thinking is correct and his basic understanding is sufficient, but he obviously hasn't learned the knowledge of the divine text at the end, so he can't answer it."

"7 points? Not bad. He must be an experienced researcher."

"By the way, his score is also very high, 116 points, he is a promising talent."

"116 points? If this paper were to be put forward in the past, we wouldn't have gotten this score, right?"

"There are a few questions that look easy, but they are all completely revised this year. For example, in the first big question, no one got the answer right in the papers I marked. They all wrote the old answers randomly."

"With 116 points, you should be ranked first in this exam. I can't see your name now. I'll wait until the results are announced. If you're really good, you can be transferred to the General Administration."

"Not bad. You got 116 points on this paper. If you work hard, you can pass the advanced exam. In the future, you will be a potential expert."

Zhao Nandi paid attention to the score and suspected that it was the man named Zhou Leng, but in order to avoid suspicion, he did not speak.

The next day, the experts gathered together to officially announce the results.

Zhao Nandi looked at the rankings.

Zhou Leng, 116 points.

Zhao Nandi said slowly, "I was the invigilator for Zhou Leng's elementary exam, and I recommended him to take the intermediate exam. I have already reported it to the teacher."

All the experts turned to look at Zhao Nandi, thoughtfully.

Whether it is Zhao Nandie's family background or her teacher, they are not comparable to those present.

However, this Zhao Nandi is usually quiet, and the fact that he suddenly spoke this time is the key.

This is the first time she wants to take students.

Although everyone understood that Zhao Nandie was selecting students and would not compete with her, they were still very curious.

"Nandi, how did this person perform on the primary exam?"

"135 points."

"Yes. Where does he work?"

"New student at the martial arts school."

All the experts were stunned for several seconds before they reacted, because no one could directly connect the new student in the martial arts school and the intermediate divine text researcher together.

"Congratulations, you got a good harvest."

"In a few years, our Divine Script Bureau will have another great general."

Everyone understood that if a freshman in a martial arts school could achieve this result, his future achievements would definitely far exceed those of everyone present. He might even have a chance to become an academician.

Zhao Nandi’s teacher is a member of the Martial Arts Academy who specializes in the field of Divine Literature.

Budoin, the highest academic institution for martial arts research in the Dragon Kingdom.

"I'll apply for a grant for his divine text research." Zhao Nandi stood up and left.

The other experts took out Zhou Leng's primary and intermediate test papers and commented on them.

Halfway through the review, an expert pushed up his glasses and said, "No, he got the last question of the first test right. How could Zhao Nandi have given it wrong?"

Experts are puzzled.

"Maybe Zhao Nan Di is too strict with the new disciples and wants to avoid suspicion?"

"What do you think? Could it be a problem with the exam time or the correction time of the divine text? This has happened before."

The experts on the divine texts hurriedly searched for relevant divine texts to correct the errors, and then looked for the exam video of that time.

Finally, the truth comes out.

"This Xiao Zhao is also full of tricks."

"Yeah, what 135? It's clearly the full score for the first test. They're just afraid that we'll snatch it away."

"This kid has a talent for finding the correct meaning before correcting the error... To be honest, I'm a little moved."

"Me too……"

"Zhao Nandi started learning divine literature in elementary school. He passed the primary exam at the age of ten, and passed the intermediate exam at the age of fifteen, a gap of five years. As for Zhou Leng, it was a gap of a few months..."

"Rucheng Wuda? Rucheng Wuda seems to be competing with Xihai Wuda and Huadong Wuda for the first Divine Literature College in Rucheng..."

After Zhou Leng finished his class at noon, he walked towards the cafeteria while looking at his magic watch and found that someone had added him as a friend.

When you click on it, a very beautiful female portrait comes into view. She has a cold expression and indifferent eyes, just like a movie star.

"I am Zhao Nandi." There was only one line of messages adding friends.

Zhou Leng had few friends and didn't remember this person. Moreover, this person was too beautiful, and looked too much like a scammer or advertisement with highly retouched photos.

But Zhou Leng felt like he had seen this person somewhere before. Just as he was about to recall, he heard Xu Qingjin's voice.

"Zhou Leng."

Zhou Leng decisively put away the light curtain of the magic watch.

"Xu Qingjin."

"How did you do in the exam yesterday? Intermediate exams are very difficult. Don't worry, you will be fine if you take more attempts. The teaching assistant who taught us the divine text said that she hasn't passed the exam yet, so don't lose heart." Xu Qingjin consoled with a smile.

"116 points."

“???” Xu Qingjin’s eyes were full of question marks.

"Passed." Zhou Leng said.

"Ah? Then you are better than our teaching assistant sister?"

"Maybe it's just luck."

Xu Qingjin understood instantly. No wonder when they were studying the divine text together, Zhou Leng was able to answer every time he asked him.

"It seems that I am lucky..." Xu Qingjin said with a smile.

"I'm luckier than you." Zhou Leng smiled slightly.

"Yes, you are also very lucky..." Xu Qingjin said halfway when he suddenly thought of the possible hidden meaning of this sentence. His face turned red and he hurriedly pretended to look away, but he couldn't suppress the upturned corners of his mouth.

In the cafeteria of the Shenwen General Administration, Zhao Nandi ate while frequently checking Wuxin's information.

After dinner, Zhao Nandie left.

Zhou Leng did not respond until the evening.

For the first time, she felt the need to revise her profile picture.

After work, Zhao Nandi thought about it and added Zhou Leng again.

"I am Zhao Nandi, your divine text examiner."

When Zhou Leng received the news again, he suddenly realized that if he had not met Xu Qingjin at that time, he would definitely have remembered it.

The main thing was that Zhao Nandie was wearing glasses when he was invigilating the exam, the screen was a blurry projection, but his avatar was not wearing glasses.

"Hello, Teacher Zhao!" Zhou Leng took the initiative to add a friend to greet him.

Zhao Nandi didn't care and just thought that Zhou Leng might be busy.

"Your intermediate exam results are out, and they're pretty good. I'm very optimistic about you."

"Thank you, Teacher Zhao." Zhou Lengxin thought that this beautiful teacher was quite direct in her speech.

"Are you interested in coming to the Divine Text Bureau and becoming my student?"

Zhou Leng thought for a long time before saying, "Thank you very much for your appreciation, Mr. Zhao. If I choose the Divine Text route, I will come to see you tonight with my suitcase without hesitation. However, I will follow the Extreme Martial Arts route, so of course, I will continue to study the Divine Text."

Zhao Nandie read it twice, but still couldn't understand it.

How could someone who practices extreme martial arts have such high attainments in divine writings?
After all, even many masters and martial saints feel overwhelmed when seeing the divine text.

"What realm are you in now?" Zhao Nandi asked.

"Mid-stage blood circulation."

"What's your martial arts index?"

"I didn't take the exam this month, so my martial arts index remains the same as last month, 8.32."

Zhao Nandi was stunned for a while, then immediately opened the Martial Arts City and searched on the Rucheng Newcomer List.

Sure enough, he was ranked 107th on the freshman list.

This is not the highest achievement.

"This person..."

Zhao Nandi vaguely realized that he might have discovered a genius who was extraordinary in both martial arts and literature.

As strong as Yunhua Jinjing is, except for those who have learned divine literature since childhood, no one's talent in divine literature can compare to Zhou Leng.

(End of this chapter)