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Chapter 27: The Training Room

The illusion disappeared around and an arrow appeared. Zhang Ping walked along the arrow for a while before leaving the shadow combat space.

After leaving the battle space, Zhang Ping touched himself. Well, except for sweating a little, there were no wounds.

"It's amazing!" Zhang Ping couldn't help but exclaim.

The principal next to him smiled and said, "The shadow combat space uses the self-hypnosis effect of the spirit."

Zhang Pingming is here.

There were similar studies long before I traveled through time, but at that time, most of them were unjust research:

For example, cover the death row prisoner with his eyes, use his feathers to scratch the experimenter's wrist, drip water next to it, and tell the other person that he has cut his wrist.

After more than twenty minutes, the sound of dripping water was turned off. The death row prisoner was really dead.

For example, after showing the death row prisoner an oxygen-like flame, blindfolded his eyes, scratched his wrist with ice cream, and said that he burned it with an oxygen-like flame; as a result, burned blisters really appeared on his wrist.

Not to mention whether these studies are moral, but at least one thing is that human mental power is really strange. In very extreme cases, it can really interfere with the material world.

The mental power of ordinary people still has such potential, so there is no need to say anything else that has the foundation of practice.

After a little distracted from his mind, Zhang Ping turned his head to look at the screen in front of the test teacher. The score on it was: 117 points. There are also comments behind it: calm, rational, combat wisdom, and great combat potential.

The standard full score is 100 points. Zhang Ping's score is 117 points because he has exceeded the limit.

When Zhang Ping saw his score, he nodded calmly - not bad. But he was not as good as that, and many of them had combat potential of more than 100 points.

Then, Zhang Ping stood up leisurely and watched the other students line up.

At this time, the teacher lifted the illusion array of the pressure test. The rest of those who failed... had to go home.

There were 172 people who passed the illusion array test.

Seeing many people leaving with envious eyes and staggeringly, Zhang Ping suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart: he can't see the cruel and cruel competition!

Those who failed to enter the martial arts class lost not only the quota of a martial arts class, but also the focus on training and... a brilliant future.

In the world of practice, a brilliant future means...lifetime!

The ultimate life of ordinary people is about 140 years old; but there are only a handful of people who can live to a hundred years of age naturally.

Therefore, it is generally believed that the theoretical lifespan of an ordinary person is 100 years old.

The theoretical life span of the foundation-building period is 200 years old.

The Golden Elixir Stage is about 500 years old, the Nascent Soul Stage is about 1,000 years old, the God Transformation is about 2,000 years old, the Earth Immortal... about 5,000 years old!

Of course, everything is just a ‘theory’.

The 'Martial Class' is just a euphemism. To put it directly, it is the elite class!

It’s just that setting up a ‘literary class’ and ‘martial class’ sounds nice and conforms to the values ​​of a harmonious society.

The tests were conducted one by one. The tests were finally completed until after 2:00 in the afternoon. The results were released, and a total of 80 people were admitted, one was not more or less.

The 81st cried and yelled, but it was useless. The head teacher just advised him with a gentle voice: As long as gold can always shine, the literary class can also make a name for itself.

The head teacher of Class 2 looked serious and called Zhang Ping and others to gather. 34 people were registered, but now there are only 8 people left in Class 2!

Among the top four, Song Heshan, the fourth place, was eliminated.

Song Heshan's grade is 1st level of Qi Refining, 3 stars of ordinary spiritual roots, and 6th level of fit.

However, Song Heshan's Qi refining was entirely from krypton gold, and his foundation was not solid. As a result, he was eliminated in the second level and failed to enter the shadow combat space for testing.

Passed the test:

1 Chu Yiyi, 2 Sun Incheon, 3 Liu Hao, 5 Liu Shaobing, 6 Zhao Xuesong, 14 Zhang Lili, 15 Zhang Ping, 17 Gao Lei.

The 7th to 13th class rankings were all eliminated. On the contrary, Gao Lei, who ranked 17th, was actually selected, just 80th!

After all, cultivation is not krypton gold, and not everyone is suitable for the "martial arts class" - no matter what, the martial arts class always attaches importance to combat potential.

The head teacher walked over with a serious expression, looked at Zhang Ping and eight others, but smiled instantly: "Congratulations, entering the martial arts class is equivalent to entering the foundation-building period with one foot."

Zhang Ping and others all showed smiles on their faces. Although everyone was very confident, they were still very happy to be recognized by the head teacher.

But then, the head teacher sighed slightly: "Let's go and take you to meet the new head teacher."

The atmosphere is a little solemn. From today on, everyone will change shifts, and the current class teacher has finally become the past.

When I arrived at the podium, I saw the principal chatting and laughing with the teacher who was in charge of the shadow combat space before, and there were a few teachers I didn’t know next to me.

Eighty people who passed the test lined up and stood up. The principal smiled and said, "Congratulations to all the students on entering the martial arts class, and I also wish you all to rise up and become pillars of the country from now on.

Now, let me introduce to you our new class teacher, the tutor directly appointed by the Education Bureau, and the teacher Cheng Fengcheng of the Jindan realm."

"Hello everyone." Cheng Feng waved his hand with a smile.

At the Jindan realm, many students muttered. Most people were afraid that it was the first time they saw the Jindan stage in reality. After all, there were a few advanced cultivators.

Then the principal introduced two other mentors: Huo Feifei in the Foundation Establishment Period and Lu Hong in the Foundation Establishment Period.

The three tutors are directly appointed by the Education Bureau to be responsible for everyone's practice. This is a resource that the literary class cannot have.

However, the school teachers are still responsible for each subject, and the principal is personally responsible for everyone's life and other issues.

After a brief introduction, Cheng Feng spoke, "The next step is the most anticipated part of everyone, the space for inheritance of martial arts passed down by word of mouth.

Among you, those who have already cultivated Qi may have been there once. But what you see this time will be very different.

Let me make a draft for you first, don’t be afraid. Everything there is virtual. It’s a virtual world.”

Even though he said so, Cheng Feng's tone and attitude were still a little heavy. This heaviness made Zhang Ping keenly feel - there was something wrong!

Turning his head, Cheng Feng said to the principal: "Let's go to the merits and merits."

The principal took the lead, and everyone followed the principal toward the library. The transmission room of Changping No. 1 Middle School was established in the library.

In fact, everyone knows the location of the Transmission Room and yearns for it. Unfortunately, you can only enter after being "smart".

For example, Zhang Ping can apply to enter the transmission room even on weekends after being lively. But Zhang Ping’s situation is a bit special.

It is a long distance from the playground to the library, almost crossing most of the schools.

Amid the green trees, a group of buildings with a very ancient Chinese appearance appeared, which was the library. The environment here is beautiful and classical.

What the library carries is a silent inheritance. No matter how the world changes, the soul always needs a concern.

The quaintness here allows students to still feel the influence of the ancient Chinese civilization in the distant starry sky and find their own roots and souls.

There are sculptures and pictures around. Ancient civilizations that have been around for five thousand years are flowing here, telling all the latecomers: Our ancestors also started by eating raw meat and drinking blood, drilling wood to make fire, and arduously walking to this day.

The past will be opened.
Chapter completed!
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