Reborn Genius Doctor Yin

Chapter 155 Unreliable

After Hua Yi heard the sound of the door opening and closing, she turned her eyes, and the corners of her lips curled into a smirk.

The people in the inner square returned to the previous solemn atmosphere after the smear of green disappeared in the opening of the main entrance, and the waiting young men and women showed nervousness on their faces.

The masked boy walked to the left by himself, and stood alone in front of an ashlar table, probably mentally nervous, with one hand unconsciously tightly grasping the cloth wrapped around his left shoulder.

"Son, what do you want to learn?" The old man with white hair intermingled behind the desk asked softly when he saw the boy's expression.

"Martial arts." The young man raised his eyes quickly, then lowered them again.

The voice is very soft, very delicate, like a girl's voice.

"Try him." The academician looked at him, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes, and he turned to a young man standing in the back row.

The young man happily walked around to the front of the table from behind, and almost at the moment of standing still, he reached out and grabbed the young man's throat, and attacked the lower body at the same time with a sweeping leg.

The shot is extremely fast, listening to the speed of the cultivation base of the sky.

As soon as the people behind saw the young man making a move, they immediately waited jokingly to see the masked boy make a fool of himself. Everyone reached a consensus that the masked boy would never be able to escape the attack.

There are sufficient reasons why they believe so. Just imagine, a child from an ordinary family has no one to guide him since he was a child. What kind of practice does he know?
However, because the masked boy came with the sound doctor who even the elder Cha tacitly agreed to act arrogantly, and the obvious behavior towards the masked boy, even if everyone disdains the boy, they dare not show it on their faces , just holding the mentality of watching a movie, waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

Then, the joking smiles of the crowd surfaced, and instantly froze at the corners of their mouths.

There, the masked boy didn't seem to notice the young man's attack. Just when the attack was about to get close to him, he twisted his body and slid sideways like a loach, making all the attacks come to nothing.

That twist made it impossible to see any form of martial arts, but it was just right, and after his person stood still again, it seemed that he hadn't moved at all just now, and he was surprisingly calm.

"Back off, within ten moves, you won't be able to hurt him." The academician smiled slightly, and stopped the young man who was about to make persistent efforts.

The young man's movements froze, his face turned red, he secretly took a hard look at the masked boy who made him feel ashamed, lowered his head and backed away, he didn't even dare to look at his other companions, he didn't even touch the hem of a country boy's clothes, he was overwhelmed feel ashamed.

"Very flexible, as light as a swallow, very good, you have passed, come here to measure your age, and fill in your name." The academician looked at the young man with kindness in his eyes: "Is there anyone who has taught me how to practice the mind?"

Phew... The heartstrings of the people waiting next to him tensed, and they stretched themselves into bowstrings, looking at the young man with jealous eyes, while the young people standing behind understood the meaning of the academician's words, and their eyes immediately became a little unfriendly.

"Returning to the academician, there was an elder who gave some pointers." Hearing the question, the masked boy raised his eyes, with a hint of timidity in his eyes.

The academician chuckled lightly, and was relieved of the young man's cultivation level.

The masked boy moved to the table, let an assistant next to him check his age, took the pen, and filled in the name on the booklet stroke by stroke.

His age line, the academician's assistant filled in "Seventeen", and where the young man put his pen down, there were only two words: Xuelan.

The name is very delicate, and like his voice, it has the gentleness of a woman. The characters, which have no shape, are regular and commonly used characters, but they are neat and neat.

Handwriting is like a person, and sometimes you can see all kinds of people from a single handwriting. After seeing the words on the paper, the academician once again showed a touch of relief in his eyes.

Xuelan returned her pen, took a sign with a number engraved on it, and followed the assistant's instructions, quietly went to the back and sat in the awning and waited. When the number of people reached a certain number, they would be sent to the inner courtyard by a special person to report to their respective residences. .

Xuelan just sat down here, and the other places finally started again.

"Children, are you ready?" An academician looked at the waiting young people with a deep smile on his face.

The youths nodded sweatily in response.

When he got the answer, the academician opened his eyes, locked his eyes on the crowd, and a wave of coercion "whoosh" floated over, covering everyone's head and face.

However, that coercion was meaningful, and it was less than one-tenth of what Elder Cha exerted.

Even so, the crowd shrouded in coercion trembled coldly, and some of their faces turned pale instantly. When the coercion increased again, "bang bang" one after another, some people's feet became weak, and they thumped. Those who were sitting on the ground and still standing couldn't help their legs trembling slightly.

The coercion has increased again, which is equivalent to the momentum of the sky-watching level.

Thump, boom, people fell to the ground again and again.

Add another point, people fall again, add another point, it is another part of the soft plant, and then increase to almost Zhitianjing, where there are hundreds of people, there are only less than 20 people standing, all of them clinging tightly Lips, pale face, sweating profusely, legs, more like being shocked by electric shock, kept trembling.

"The standing children, well done, this test is over, go to their respective places, and wait for the new assessment." The academician waved his hand and passed the test.

Dozens of people swayed, didn't let themselves fall when they were stunned, wiped off their sweat, and moved to the stone table step by step, and several people actually walked to the right side marked with the category of Qin Qi, calligraphy and painting.

From civil to military, willpower is an indispensable part. Those who work as officials need a strong will to resist the aura of people from all sides and maintain the stability of one side.

And the young people in the rear, without ordering, came out, helped the people who had fallen to the ground, and sent them outside the gate. Those people only passed the first trial in the gate square, and did not pass the first pass of the second trial.

"Academician, why didn't that one take the test just now?" Some of the people who were being lifted up asked unwillingly.

"If you are willing, you can also accept the personal assessment by Elder Cha like that child." The academician couldn't help showing his face and chuckling.

Who is Elder Cha?At the peak of Heaven Realm, his coercion can't even be endured by many academicians. Although the young man was under the care of Xiaoyin, he was not substantively oppressed, but he did not become a soft-footed shrimp in the confrontation between the two , with that willpower, there is no need to try this level again.

The unwilling person's face darkened, and he accepted the facts in frustration.

Xue Lan, who watched silently, lowered her head slightly.

Looking at Huayi upstairs, looking thoughtfully at Xuelan below who had passed the examination, she also turned and left the room.

Those who pass the first level will accept the second level again. The martial arts category will answer questions according to the aspects they want to learn, and accept various tests, while the literary category needs to test the relevant basic knowledge of the school.

The other people's assessments are far more detailed than Xue Lan's assessments. They are all so detailed that they are asked about the specific skills of martial arts, and they even have to test swords and fists in related fields, such as chess, piano, calligraphy, painting, etc. Be specific about every detail.

(End of this chapter)