Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger Chapter 71: ? Fanglang, I don’t like to be beaten
In the lobby of the Ministry of Rites, there was a dead silence.
No one spoke, the third prince, Li Puyi, Chao Xiaojian and Zhao Wuji were all silent, they were still digesting the shock.
Being the first in the literary examination does not mean that you are the first in the scientific examination, but being able to win the first place in the literary examination from so many candidates also shows Fang Lang's level.
Moreover, the scientific examinations in the Great Tang Dynasty are divided into two subjects: literary examination and military examination, so they are also divided into civil and military champions. One, that is the well-deserved number one scholar in the scientific examination, the number one scholar in both subjects!
In other words, Fang Lang has already won the title of Wen Zhuangyuan!
Even if the martial arts test is really abnormal, in the name of literary champion, he can still get a place in the court.
The third prince's face gradually turned cold.
Right Prime Minister Li Puyi also frowned.
This situation... is not right!
He specially greeted the chief examiner of the Luojiang Tribute District, and strengthened the review of the examination papers of the candidates in the Luojiang Tribute District. The number one scholar... shouldn't be born from the Luojiang Tribute District!
The dead silence was finally broken by a slight voice of surprise.
"Huh?"
"My family's Linger is third in the literary test?"
Princess Pei's surprised voice sounded in the Tang Dynasty, breaking the silence.
The second place in the essay test was the talented Ximen Xianxian from Chang'an Academy in the Imperial Capital. Chang'an.
I used to linger in Chang'an Jiaofang Division, and wrote a poem for every oiran, one poem a day, which made every oiran fall in love with him, especially the oiran, who even made Ximen envious. Immortals don't need to spend money to enter their small courtyard, and they can go whoring day and night for nothing.
Everyone thought that Ximen Xianxian would become the No. 1 scholar, but in the end, he came in second.
The princess stared at the number one name, her red lips parted slightly, and she chewed on the name: "Fang Lang..."
"Old Zhao, this... is the one Linger often mentions these days?"
The princess turned her head and said.
Hearing the question, Zao Wou-ki suppressed the shock in his heart, and nodded awkwardly and complicatedly.
Yes, it is the end that arched your cabbage...
A strange color flickered in Wang Hao's eyes.
She glanced at the third prince with her beautiful eyes, covered her mouth, and let out an air of no smoke...
"Oh."
Afterwards, with a beautiful smile on his face, he led Old Zhao out of the lobby of the Ministry of Rites.
The third prince and right chancellor Li Pu heard it clearly, and their faces became even more ugly.
The third prince looked at Li Puyi, with a cold face, and sent a voice transmission: "What's going on?"
"Deliberately against me?"
"In the top ten of the literary examination list, one from Luojiang is fine, and there are two... What's the matter with Liu Bubai who is the tenth? Is this what Master Li calls intensified examination?"
Li Pu was helpless, how the **** did he know? !
He did arrange it!
However, he could only continue to remain calm, and said: "There should be some mistakes in the situation of the literary test, but the actual combat assessment of the military test, I also have arrangements, Your Highness, don't worry."
The Minister of Rites seemed to have discovered the voice transmission between the two, and he smiled to explain the confusion for the two of them, saying: "The top of the list is Lu Xiang's personal evaluation, and Lu Xiang has made a final adjustment to the answer to the question. Ten, in fact, in terms of strategic questions, they are all ranked first."
That's it!
Xiang Lu? !
Lu Taixuan!
The third prince's eyes shrank, and then the blunt smile that was overbearing and noble appeared on his face.
Whipped his sleeves, turned and left.
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The face-to-face assessment of the martial arts test is over, and after half an hour of rest, the actual combat assessment in the afternoon half is about to begin.
There are ten actual combat halls in the Tribute Academy, and many candidates go to each actual combat hall in batches to conduct actual combat assessments in accordance with the sequence on the exam stickers.
According to the distribution on the test post, Fang Lang will go to the sixth actual battle hall, and the test number is the 366th.
Led by the court messengers who maintained order, Fang Lang came to the exam preparation rest area of the Sixth Hall of Practical Combat.
Many candidates are sitting cross-legged, adjusting their breath and preparing for the martial arts test.
There are even some candidates who are cramming temporarily, holding their spirit crystals to absorb spiritual energy.
Fang Lang scanned around and happened to meet an acquaintance. Liu Hao looked at Fang Lang who was looking at him with a complicated face.
He and Fang Lang are unfamiliar!
However, he found desperately that he was actually ranked one behind Fang Lang in the order of the random distribution of martial arts exams.
Ever since Fang Lang won the first place in the college entrance examination, Liu Hao understood that Fang Lang's strength might have reached the ninth rank of swordsman, and with the addition of the Yunling Pagoda's party, Fang Lang might have already stepped into the ranks of swordsman.
There is simply a gap between heaven and earth compared to Liu Hao, a sixth-tier swordsman.
Liu Hao ignored Fang Lang, there was no relationship between him and Fang Lang, no classmate love!
Fang Lang smiled, sat down cross-legged, and adjusted his breath.
The rest room is very quiet.
"When——"
The bell rang, and the actual combat assessment began!
Under the arrangement of the examiner, the examinees took off their space rings one after another. Some space rings had defensive formations on them, which were illegal.
Moreover, it is also necessary to prevent some candidates from carrying cheating spells and so on.
Fang Lang also took off his two space rings, waiting for the martial arts exam to start.
However, shortly after the start of the martial arts test, candidates who walked out of the actual combat hall, some had bruised noses and swollen faces, some trembled, and some were even so desperate that they knelt down and cried bitterly.
The expressions of the candidates preparing for the exam in the rest area all changed.
This year's actual combat assessment of the scientific examination... seems to be different from the previous ones. Many candidates performed very poorly, and it can even be said that the results were miserable.
"No. 366."
In the rest area, officials from the Ministry of Rites came with books and shouted indifferently.
Fang Lang got up, followed the officials of the Ministry of Rites, and walked out of the rest area.
"Weapons and staffs can be brought in, but talismans, pills, etc. cannot be brought in, otherwise the actual combat results will be judged to be zero."
Before the officials from the Ministry of Rites entered the palace, Fang Lang said solemnly.
Afterwards, after Fang Lang searched, only two swords were hidden in the box, and stepped into the actual combat hall.
As soon as they entered the actual combat hall, the officials of the Ministry of Rites closed the door of the hall.
Hum——
Inside the palace, the walls, ceiling, and ground shone with lines of magic circles, and the surrounding pictures began to change.
"Please fight against your assessment opponent. The time recording array has been activated and will be scored according to your performance. The longer you persist, the higher the score."
"The actual combat scene will be randomly selected."
"Actual combat scene: Fengxue Temple."
……
Under the guidance of the illusion array, Fang Lang felt his world spinning, and then everything in front of him changed.
White, there is endless snow white in front of my eyes.
There is heavy snow with goose feathers in the sky, and thick slush is accumulated on the ground.
Tens of steps away, the dilapidated mountain temple that was about to collapse was mostly covered by white snow.
Fang Lang looked up, and there was the sound of snow being trampled. In the distance, a figure in clanging armor came walking in the wind and snow.
The actual combat assessment of the military test of the scientific examination is completely different from the actual combat building of the college examination.
The atmosphere alone makes a world of difference.
At a distance of five feet from Fang Lang, the armored figure stopped walking, raised his head, and revealed a face with eagle eyes and a high nose, with a half-smile on his face.
"Being able to beat up all the students who came to the Tang Dynasty for the assessment, it is really enjoyable to be an actual examiner this time."
The figure grinned and said, but the hostility in the words made Fang Lang frown.
"I am the guard under the command of General Asi Luoshan, and I am a third-rank warrior who moves blood."
"Little guy, the longer you hold it in my hands, the higher your score..."
"However, I will beat you so hard that you won't get a single point."
The figure exhaled hot air, said.
"I like to beat you college students until you have black noses and swollen faces. Students from Datang Academy call themselves geniuses, but in my opinion, it's not bullshit. The children of my clan can ride horses and shoot arrows at the age of seven, and they are unparalleled in force. What are you Tang students doing? Are you still playing with mud?!"
The figure twisted its neck coldly, and the bones exploded, with a bit of cynical tone in its tone.
Fang Lang frowned, with a bit of coldness in his eyes.
Aliens!
The actual examiner of the martial arts test this time is actually a foreign soldier!
No wonder the previous candidates were all bruised and swollen, crying in despair.
Let foreign soldiers be the opponents of the actual combat assessment?
The decision was made by someone with a brain.
Really stupid!
Fang Lang didn't know whether the actual combat assessments in the entire Tang Dynasty were like this, or only the Luojiang Tribute Academy area was assessed by soldiers of foreign races.
It should be that only the assessment of the Luojiang Tribute Academy is like this. A flash of understanding flashed in Fang Lang's mind, and he thought of the policy theory of the literary examination.
The arrangement of soldiers of different races in the Luojiang Tribute Academy is likely to be an attempt by those big figures in the imperial court who support the decision to reuse foreign races.
As for why it was the Luojiang Tribute Academy, Fang Lang also had a few guesses in his heart... the third prince? !
But anyway, Fang Lang is in trouble.
The eagle-eyed and high-nosed foreign soldier stared at Fang Lang, as if he was staring at a prey that he could grab with his hands, his eyes flashed with cruelty.
Fang Lang stretched out his hand and slowly pulled out the obsidian sword hidden in the box.
The whitest snow, the blackest sword!
"Ding!"
"The mission of glory is on."
"Glory mission: There should be the glory of the race in the heart of the cultivator, fight for the race, and stain the sky with blood! Defeat the alien examiner in front of you~IndoMTL.com~Defend the glory that belongs to the Tang people! You will be rewarded [Jet Kune (Warrior specialization)]."
A system prompt pops up suddenly.
Fang Lang glanced at it, and there was no wave in the ancient well.
In the distance, the eagle-eyed and high-nosed foreign soldier screamed, and suddenly pulled out the saber at his waist. As blood gushed out, countless blood and mud were rolled up, and afterimages were drawn on the white snow.
Boom!
The slush rolls like a white dragon!
Block Fang Lang's sight.
Suddenly!
The spilled slush was cut open by a long knife!
After the snow curtain, the soldiers of the foreign race approached Fang Lang with cruel and playful smiles on their faces, and the sword in their hands suddenly wrapped in huge force, and slapped Fang Lang's head!
It seems that Fang Lang's head is about to be slapped to pieces like flying slush!
The moment the snow falls, the mud falls, and the knife falls.
Fang Lang coldly swept the foreign soldier with a cruel smile.
Wanna beat me up?
My nose was bruised and my face was swollen, so I can't do anything?
I, Fang Lang, don't like to be beaten.
So, who beats whom...you can't tell!
Clang!
Grabbing the Obsidian Sword, he held it out slowly, and the snow was flying all over the sky with his body as the center, gathering into a snow-colored lotus bud!
At the same time.
Fang Lang's eyes reflected the white snow in the sky, and his mind fluctuated.
"Switch the state of the three bonds."
"Use... the borrowing card, the borrower, Jiang Linglong."
Boom!
In an instant, the sword energy was absorbed into the snowflakes, and they bloomed suddenly!
Instantly exploded the flying snow!
The alien soldier rushed over, his eyes constricted in an instant, his body exploded with blood, and he was sent flying out at a faster speed, pulling out a cliff-like gully in the snow-covered ground.
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