When most of the disciples looked desperate, Xiang Nan had already taken out the pen and paper, and began to write little by little.
But the disciple was still a little bit dissatisfied, he said: "I don't believe it! Have all the seniors of the second-rank college passed this test before? We simply don't have enough time to study."
Elder Shi said: "Of course they haven't passed the test. This written test is specially prepared for you. Do you think it is difficult? If it is not difficult, how can it be called a 'special' college test? Ten outstanding students?"
The disciple simply put down the pen and paper, and said: "I can't write it, I'd better wait for the formal college entrance examination, and enter the second-rank college dignifiedly."
Looking at Qi Zong Zhengyang Peak's Feng Advocate Hai Yuan, he glared at the disciple with hatred, and said: "Shut up! Don't you think it's not enough to be ashamed!"
The disciple shrank his neck and dared not speak anymore.
Elder Shi Beihong ignored the talkative disciple, but focused his eyes on Xiang Nan. It didn't matter, and his eyes froze immediately.
The other disciples were all thinking hard, but Xiang Nan had already written a whole paragraph of formulas!
"Huh?" Elder Shi Beihong walked up to Xiang Nan quickly, thinking that Xiang Nan was just looking for quick things and writing nonsense, but after seeing Xiang Nan's specific formulas, Elder Shi stroked his beard and smiled, nodding frequently: " Children can be taught."
"Elder, I'm done." Xiang Nan brushed off the last stroke, and presented a paragraph and a half of simple formulas.
"What?" All the disciples were shocked at the same time, and it was less than five minutes before the start! Just finished writing
Murong Wanqing and the other five descendants of the aristocratic family are also writing. It seems that they have not abandoned their studies, but even if they are as strong as Murong Wanqing, they have just started writing, and they only wrote a few simple words.
In this way, Murong Wanqing and the five of them also looked at Xiang Nan with incredible eyes.
"You have finished writing, but can you practice it?" Elder Shi Beihong asked.
Hearing this sentence, everyone was in despair. Obviously, the formula written by Xiang Nan was correct.
"Yes." Xiang Nan nodded respectfully, stood up, and pointed out under the eyes of everyone.
A burst of vitality flew out, although the speed and strength of this vitality was far from comparable to that of Elder Shi, but it did condense into a snow lotus in the middle, and it was completely outrageous! Not even a single petal was missing.
"Hahahaha, good! good! good!" Elder Shi laughed out loud in a rare way: "He is really a genius without Tao."
"Xiang Nan, you passed the test, go to your master and wait for the next link."
The other four peak masters all looked at Xu Caiyue with envious eyes, thinking to themselves why Xiangnan didn't choose his faction in the first place, what a pity.
Xiang Nan came to Xu Caiyue's side respectfully, and whispered, "Master, how is my performance?"
"What about it?" Xu Caiyue slightly raised her eyelids, and said, "You are my apprentice, so taking the first place is just as it should be."
"Okay." Xiang Nan laughed dryly, and was hit again by his master, but he was used to it.
Xiang Nan went to visit Murong Wanqing and the other five, and found that Murong Wanqing had finished writing the first formula, so he nodded silently.
I was able to finish writing quickly because of the accumulation in my previous life, and Murong Wanqing was able to keep studying martial arts theory in the gaps between doing tasks, which really made Xiang Nan admire him from the bottom of his heart.
And the four of them, Shen Linhai and Jiang Yu, also started writing, which shows that they already have a rudimentary formula in their hearts.
As time passed, Murong Wanqing finished writing the formula in just one hour, and practiced it on the spot, and her performance was perfect.
And Shen Linhai and the others also finished one after another, and the gap between them did not exceed ten minutes.
After the two-hour deadline passed, the number of disciples who were able to write the formulas far exceeded Xiang Nan's expectations. There were more than 400 people who were able to write the formulas.
But among the four hundred people, there are more than two hundred and ninety, all of whom are disciples from Good Fortune Peak.
The martial arts talents of the Fortune Peak disciples are not very good, so they put more attention on their studies.
Among the other hundred people, half were from the air sect, and the rest were divided among several other factions.
"It's time." Elder Shi clapped his hands and said, "The eliminated students can go back, and the winning students will stay."
The disciples who failed left here shaking their heads and sighing, not knowing what mood they were in.
"Next is the martial arts test." Elder Shi said: "Many times, the competition rules chosen in the martial arts test are the group arena, but the group arena has certain limitations."
Although the group arena can measure a disciple's strength, luck also plays a big role.
If the top player and the second player happen to be in a group, then the second player will be eliminated if he fails. This situation is obviously not fair.
Since it is an entrance examination, it is natural to pick out the students with the most potential, not the luckiest ones.
Elder Shi said: "So, the rule of the martial arts test is to release your own martial arts on the spot, and the top ten will win."
"Caohua Peak competes on its own, and can recruit two people exceptionally, not compared with disciples from other factions."
All of a sudden, many disciples released their vitality one after another. In that field, the stellar qi turned three times, the innate stellar qi, and the prehistoric stellar qi surged endlessly.
"You, you, you...you and you, win." Elder Shi walked among the disciples, pointing out disciples one by one.
The first one to win was Murong Wanqing, followed by Shen Linhai and the other four, all advanced without any surprise.
After Elder Shi selected the ninth disciple, he took a look at Xiang Nan, because until now, Xiang Nan hadn't made a move yet.
Sun God Kung Fu is different from other kung fu, it can't run for a long time, Xiang Nan saw that the time was almost up, so he released his own kung fu.
Suddenly, a two-meter-wide beam of sunlight crashed down and hit Xiang Nan hard. He concealed his true strength.
But at this moment, all the disciples in the audience were stunned, and turned to Xiang Nan one by one.
"Oh?" Peak Master Wu Qingfeng stood up and said, "Xiang Nan really learned the sun magic!"
"The last winning disciple is Sun Peak, Xiang Nan." Shi Beihong pointed to Xiang Nan.
"I don't accept it!" A disciple stood up and said: "Everyone knows that the Sun God Kungfu is extremely powerful in the early stage, but this kind of exercise has no late stage, and it is impossible to complete it!"
"Using this kind of skill is opportunistic!"
"Really?" Xu Caiyue opened her eyes, looked at the disciple and said, "Otherwise, you also come to Sun Peak and try to take advantage of it?"
The student didn't expect a peak master to speak suddenly, so he was too frightened to make a sound.
"Caiyue is still so angry." Zhang Haiyuan shook his head helplessly.