With countless shocked and angry eyes, Zhang Ping and Chu Yiyi walked into the teaching building, into the classroom, and into the seat.

Liu Shaobing looked at the slim figure in front of him and the slight smile of his deskmate. A little sourness appeared in his heart.

As for Zhang Ping, he looked at Liu Shaobing staring at him blankly and greeted him with a smile: "Good morning."

Liu Shaobingmu was stunned and said nothing, but just turned around silently and stared at the cover of the textbook in a daze.

Zhang Ping's brilliant smile and greeting made Liu Shaojie feel that he had suffered 30,000 points of damage to his soul: he was sprinkled with strong vinegar after being broken, and he could dip in the sauce after roasting it on low heat. It was crispy and the chicken tasted.

After Zhang Ping sat down, the school group became lively.

An anonymous person sent a picture with the text: A flower was placed on cow dung, with the names of Chu Yiyi and Zhang Ping marked on it.

Zhang Ping (anonymous) immediately responded: "Whoever hid his head and exposed his ass and scolded Chu Yiyi for being cow dung, and his eyes were blind!"

Anonymous replied in seconds: "Cow dung is you, you are cow dung."

Zhang Ping (anonymous): "Question: How to put flowers in cow dung?"

"rogue!"

“Dirty!”

"Sincere!"

"mean!"

"vulgar!"

…

Then came the criticism of the tsunami of mountains and tsunamis.

Looking at the infamy that was flooding the screen, Zhang Ping slapped his head: Damn, why are you mentally retarded today? What's the point of being anonymous?

After a while, Chu Yiyi turned her head and scolded her with anger with a sarcasm: "Zhang Ping!"

A whistle sounded in the class.

Zhang Ping lowered his head silently, silently opened his bracelet, and opened a group of two at the middle school. He must have been contaminated by this group.

But at this time, the few serious people in the group were discussing the issue of choosing the direction of practice. The core was the post posted by Zhang Ping in the morning.

After everyone's discussion, the group leader, "Pipi Social Sister, doesn't talk much" personally summarized some things:

The martial arts squad mainly develops in the direction of combat, but there will also be researchers, such as refining weapons, formations, siege lions, etc.

The literary class mainly focuses on research directions, such as medical care, alchemy, formations, magic weapons and weapons, spells, auxiliary means, etc., but some have also developed into combatants.

Moreover, most of the combatants developed by the Wenban have a unique attribute: Gou.

Those who throw the seal when they meet without saying a word are probably the cub of Wenban.

Based on the information provided by Zhang Ping, four additional supplements have been added:

First of all, auxiliary means: such as increasing holdings, or negative means, etc.; top blessings can even promote sudden enlightenment and avoid disasters, etc.

The second one is "supernatural power". Those familiar to everyone include fire-eyed eyes, golden eyes, cliff-eye eyes, wind ears, and body-enlargement methods. There are many types of magical powers, and they are also very diverse. Even mind-reading techniques are included.

The third is: traditional culture, qin, chess, calligraphy and painting. The current idol of Qinhuangxing and the Guzheng fairy Zhao Xueer are the best in the practice of the "qin" path.

The fourth is: sacrificial means, sacrificial means, etc. These means have become more evil, but they have been passed down since ancient times.

Everyone discussed it later. After all, it was very intense. After all, it was related to their future, and everyone was not the second place in a short period of time.

In the first class in the morning, the class teacher came and called again. "There are 34 people in total, all of them are confirmed. Let's go, let's go to the sports center."

The sports center has been closed, and the entire Changping No. 1 Middle School students who signed up for the martial arts class were listed in 10 queues. With teachers on the scene, about 400 people gathered.

The principal and relevant school leaders have arrived. The head teacher came forward to report the situation.

About half an hour later, the principal came to the rostrum and spoke: "Good morning, students, it's the day to register for the annual martial arts class again.

The martial arts ban is to cultivate combat talents for the country and defend the country.

The so-called "martial arts" means stopping the sword and making it a martial arts. It is a battle, and it is also a guardian.

The number of people who signed up for the martial arts class this year is as high as 371. I am very happy to see everyone actively participate and have the ambition to work hard to protect the country and nation.

But our quota is only 80. I believe... everyone is ready for fierce competition."

The atmosphere is a little heavy.

There are 80 candidates for 371 people, and the competitive pressure is not ordinary.

The cruel smell has already flowed.

The principal continued to nag: "The focus of the selection of martial arts classes is on combat potential. But cultivation itself also requires deep knowledge accumulation. Therefore, the final score is that cultural courses and combat potential tests each account for half of the results.

Cultural courses are the results of previous basic exams.

As for combat potential, considering that everyone's cultivation is different, in order to ensure fairness and justice as much as possible, we have adopted the 'shadow combat space' to evaluate it."

Shadow combat space, this kind of technology is not unfamiliar with, and it is standard in games and movies.

But the shadow combat space in reality is a complex set of magic weapons and equipment that requires more control by Jindan masters and can only be tested for students at the Qi refining level.

Not everyone is qualified to enter the shadow combat space inspection. There are 371 people on the scene, and they must first go through a series of basic tests.

The most basic thing is physical fitness test, simply to put it is running.

45 minutes, 15 kilometers, is the passing line. If you can't even do this, don't waste national resources at all.

Those who have excessive krypton gold, who have no cultivation but no physique, will be eliminated by seventy or eighty of them in this level.

Then there is the ‘pressure test’, which is a test of courage, spirit, and willpower. If you want to become a fighter and want to dance on the tip of a knife, you won’t be able to do without a strong heart.

Compared to physical fitness tests, pressure tests are a bit magical.

It was a large illusion array, arranged by a teacher sent by the Education Bureau.

The teacher threw a "circular mirror" the size of a palm into the air. The circular mirror quickly expanded to one meter in size and just slung in the air.

Then more than a dozen "chopsticks" were thrown out. After the chopsticks fell to the ground, they turned into cylinders with a diameter of about one meter and a diameter of more than ten centimeters.

Whether it is a circular mirror or a cylinder, there are dense array patterns on it, and the light of inspiration is flashing.

Then the light of the cylinder and the mirror are connected into one piece, forming a hemispherical foggy area with a diameter of about 30 meters and a height of about 10 meters. It is hazy inside and cannot be seen in detail.

One class after another, line up to walk in.

The first one is of course Class 1. After a while, I heard a crying sound. Then I saw a fat boy running out of the formation with tears.

Then, he stopped at the periphery of the formation, looked around stupidly, covered his face and ran wildly, but rushed out of the playground and went home to find his mother.

Zhang Hao is very curious.

It was the second shift in class after a while, and Zhang Ping and others lined up to enter.

It was nothing after just two steps, but I felt that the thick fog was a little heavy. But before I knew it, Zhang Ping seemed to have entered a dream, forgetting who he was and why he came.

The mountains are high and dense forests are dense, with huge rocks and cliffs. There is a tiger roaring in front of him, and a wolf howls come from behind him. Only a small path extends to the end of his sight. Next to the small path is a cliff.

Zhang Ping ran wildly without thinking.

As soon as I ran over the cliff, I saw a black dragon blocking the road ahead.

"Roar..." The dragon roared in waves, and the strange dragon power made the heart tremble and the legs and feet became weak.

However, the wolf pack in the rear has already chased. Apart from running forward against the scalp, there is no other choice!

But after running two steps, Zhang Ping suddenly stopped. He had a strange feeling - the dragon roar in front was so fake!

Compared with the dragon roar I remember, it seems to have nothing but soul. This thing is like the real explosion of firecrackers, and like the recordings played in the movie, it is not the same feeling at all.

What is this place?

Am I... dreaming?

Zhang Ping wanted to wake up. But obviously, as a young man who had just refined his energy and did not even have the skills to fight against the formation arranged in the Golden Elixir stage, even if it was just arranged casually.

But at least Zhang Ping began to doubt that this world is not right.

Am I dreaming?

With this idea, Zhang Ping stopped, but found that the wolves behind him were approaching and the storm blew.

Alas, is it true?

No, how dare the wolves continue to sprint in the face of the black dragon?

There is still a problem.

Zhang Ping suddenly used his hands and feet and climbed up the cliff. After getting breathing, Zhang Ping suddenly closed his eyes, ignored the perception of his five senses, silently recited the clear heart mantra, and was calm in his heart.

Closed my eyes and took a few steps forward entirely based on my feelings.

"Huh?" A voice came from the front.

Zhang Ping opened his eyes and happened to meet the teacher who arranged the formation.

The teacher looked at Zhang Ping in surprise: "Have you actually walked out of the illusion array?"

Zhang Ping immediately woke up and felt like he was waking up from the dream. Looking back at the illusion array, then looking at the teacher's surprised expression, and classmate Zhang smiled lightly:

"Accident."
Chapter completed!