Seeing Xiao Xun'er look over, Wang Lulu smiled and said, "Xun'er, this kid is also a new student, do you know him?"
"Yes, what's the matter?" Xiao Xun'er nodded, somewhat curious.
"When this kid first came to our school, he was already on the forums, dang!" Wang Lulu gave a thumbs up.
"Sister Lulu, what is going on in this hell assessment?" Xiao Xun'er frowned and asked.
Although I haven't figured out the ins and outs of the matter yet, as a smart little beauty with ice and snow, Xiao Xun'er immediately felt that something was wrong.
"Students from other schools who are transferred midway, if they want to join the Martial Arts Academy, must participate in the independent admissions assessment."
While blowing her hair, Wang Lulu explained: "Generally, candidates are of ordinary difficulty, while transfer students are of complex difficulty."
"As for the difficulty of hell, it is also my male god, the son of Nanhai, Mo Yu, who successfully passed."
The son of Nanhai Mo Yu, known as the "Little Sword God of Nanhai", is a senior at Nanhai University.
Mo Yu Tianjiao is extraordinary, inheriting the fine blood of his grandfather, the sword god of the South China Sea, and Mo Gucheng.
Such a arrogant person, but there is no dullness in his body, and he has been working hard and practicing continuously.
After entering the senior year, Mo Yu has become increasingly busy, and has rarely appeared in school.
But the legend of Mo Yu taking part in the assessment as a freshman has been talked about so far.
"Our entire Nanhai province has a population of 80 million. It took more than a hundred years for us to have a Mo Yu."
Wang Lulu's lips lightly opened, and her pretty face was full of disdain: "That kid named Deng Jiuling, who is a good Chinese medicine teacher, is inappropriate. He actually wants to go to participate in the hell assessment of some martial arts college. If you don't die, you won't die."
"Lulu, actually Brother Nine is... very powerful, don't underestimate him."
Xiao Xun'er couldn't listen anymore and couldn't help but argue for Deng Jiuling.
Flop!
Upon hearing this, Wang Lulu giggled, her smile fluttered, her tears almost shed.
"Xun'er, I advise you to stay away from that kid. He will definitely not pass the test tomorrow. If you don't believe me, let's go to the theater tomorrow." Wang Lulu said with disdain.
"Brother Nine will definitely pass the assessment, I believe him!" Xiao Xun'er said earnestly with her small fist clenched.
…
The next afternoon, the scorching sun was clear.
After lunch, there was already a rush of people at the entrance of Yanwu Hall, with students from various faculties standing there.
"I'm coming."
"That kid is Deng Jiuling? He's just handsome, isn't it?"
"I heard that this kid has a good level of Chinese medicine, and he is a master at Tunghai University."
"Cut, what's wrong with Xueba again? Xueba from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine went to participate in the martial arts examination, isn't this funny?"
Hahahaha!
Amidst the roar of laughter, Deng Jiuling calmly moved forward.
"Feng Shao is here." Someone suddenly exclaimed.
Wow!
As soon as the voice fell, a spacious road was revealed from the densely congested crowd.
Feng Shao, dressed in a top Armani suit and dangling a Cuban cigar, brought two fat and thin little brothers, coaxing him over.
"Oh, isn't this Donghai Xueba Deng Jiuling?" The fat little brother deliberately said loudly with a drake-like voice.
"Old fat, what you said is wrong, have you heard of the school bully who was immediately expelled from the first day of school transfer?" The thin boy said jokingly.
"Oh, my mother, I almost forgot, this kid will be expelled from school today." The fat boy slapped his head and said loudly.
Hahahaha!
After finishing speaking, the two fat and thin laughed loudly, and they laughed very proudly.
"Deng Jiuling!"
Feng Jing took a step forward, dangling a cigar, with superior eyesight: "When you get out of school, I will host a banquet at Nanhai Hotel and see you off in person."
"South China Sea Hotel, that is a six-star hotel, Feng Shao, you are really kind to this kid."
"Tonight, there will be a few guests, a big banquet with 100 tables, everyone will eat and drink casually, and everyone will have a pack of soft Chinese!"
The fat and thin brother immediately agreed.
Boom!
Hearing this, all the students who came to watch the game brightened their eyes and were extremely excited.
Nanhai Fengjia belongs to the Nanhai family, and Feng Jing has a hundred tables when he makes a shot.
And such a big deal, just to tease Deng Jiuling, is worthy of being a young master of the Feng family!
However, in the face of Feng Jing's provocation, Deng Jiuling just smiled faintly: "Did you finish?"
"Huh?" Feng Jing frowned, somewhat puzzled.
"Now that I'm finished, don't you go away?" Deng Jiuling said disdainfully.
Pouch!
Hearing this, Feng Jing's smile stiffened, almost vomiting blood in anger.
There were many students who came to watch the game today, among them there were many beautiful school girls.
But Nyima Deng Jiuling is so shameless
grass!
In an instant, Feng Shao's eyes were full of anger, and he wanted to punch someone.
"Boss, forget it, old man Qu may just watch it in secret."
"Yes, boss, there are so many people here, and there are monitoring, let's not cause trouble."
Fat and thin brother, quickly persuaded.
Nanhai University is the most powerful university in Nanhai Province, ranked among the top ten universities in the country, and is also the first comprehensive university in the country for the martial arts department.
Nanhai Province is also a major economic province, with many wealthy individuals in the territory.
Since ancient times, "poor culture and wealth", if you want to cultivate to become a powerful warrior in the 21st century when the world is scarce, this requires not only good enough talents, but also you-rich!
Therefore, in the martial arts school, most of the students who have a good level of martial arts cultivation are rich in their families and can support them to purchase training resources.
But no matter how much the student, even the "South Sea Young Master" Mo Yu, he was afraid of being alone.
This person is the old dean of the martial arts college, and the dean of Quba Tianqu, who is affectionately called by the students as "ghosts see sorrow".
Although Feng Jing was awesome, he was still inferior to Mo Yu, the son of Nanhai.
Even Mo Yu is afraid of Qu Batian, Feng Jing is a fart
So after a lot of thoughts, Feng Jing stretched out his middle finger and pointed at Deng Jiuling and shouted: "Shao Ben will spare your life for the time being. When you fail the assessment, Ben Shao won't kill you!"
After speaking, Feng Shao let out a big laugh, took the two younger brothers, hula la la and left.
Among the crowd of spectators, there was a enchanting girl in a red dress, like a group of fiery flames, surrounded by a large group of beautiful beauties.
"Xun'er, the one in the red dress is Quyan from the martial arts college. When you see her in the future, it is best to stay away from her."
In the observation team of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Kao Lulu, a member of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, pointed to the girl in the red dress in the distance, and said solemnly to Xiao Xun'er.
"Sister Lulu, why is this?" Xiao Xun'er was a little curious.
"Although Qu Yan is beautiful, her martial arts is too strong and her temper is too aggressive, and she will break her hands and feet if she doesn't agree, and she is Qu Batian's granddaughter, even Feng Jing is afraid of her."
Having said this, Wang Lulu lowered her voice and said solemnly, "And you know why Nanhai Young Master Mo Yu, why did you leave school early? Did you go for an internship in society as soon as your senior year?"
Mo Yu is the descendant of the South China Sea Sword God Mo Gucheng. He is the son of the South China Sea. He is handsome and rich.
But Mo Yu, who was just in his senior year, chose to go for an internship and left school early.
Even if he returned to school occasionally, Mo Yu was silent, coming and going without a trace.
In this regard, many people have doubts and do not understand why.
But Wang Lulu, as a member of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, naturally knows some inside stories that others do not know.
"Could it be...?" Looking at the enchanting flames in the distance, Xiao Xun'er was a little weird.
"Yes, Mo Yu is just to avoid Qu Yan." Wang Lulu said uncomfortably.
"It turns out that the person Sister Lulu likes is Senior Mo Yu." Xiao Xun'er suddenly realized.
How could a man like Mo Yu be afraid of Qu Yan
Awesome!
At this moment, the beautiful woman of the martial arts academy was looking at Deng Jiuling with interest.
"Senior Sister Qu showed her'devil smile' again. This kid named Deng Jiuling is probably going to be unlucky."
"I remember the last time Sister Qu smiled to a transfer student. The next day, the junior was skinny and limped. He dropped out in less than a week."
"Shhh, keep it quiet, you want to die, if Sister Qu hears this, your kid will at least have short legs."
In an instant, many students from the Martial Arts Academy looked at Deng Jiuling with pity.
Although Qu Yan is the school flower of Nanhai University, it is a rose with thorns, and no one dares to provoke it.
Not to mention that Qu Yan's martial arts is very high, to say that Qu Yan is the granddaughter of Qu Batian is enough to scare people to death.
This scene also made Feng Jing Yile, who was standing behind, his eyes full of abuse.
"This kid today, not only has to be evaluated, he will also be abused by Senior Sister Qu when he leaves school, haha."
"Boss, we don't need to take action this time. Sister Qu's tactics are not ordinary."
The two fat and thin little brothers looked at Deng Jiuling with pity.
"This is called Deng Jiuling's transfer student. Isn't it too sad? Now that he is in danger, is there no way to resolve it?" There was a freshman who couldn't stand it anymore, and said with a sigh.
"In fact, there is a solution. As long as this kid can pass the hell test, that is the arrogant talent of our martial arts academy. Everything is nothing." A senior explained.
It's just that general assessments are difficult, and complex assessments are even more difficult. Who can pass the hell assessment
Could it be that your talent, Deng Jiuling, is really on the same level as Mo Yu, the "Lord of the South Sea"
What an international joke!
"Director Wang is here!" someone said softly.
All martial artists present, shut up instantly after hearing this.
The hustle and bustle around, in an instant, stopped abruptly.
Bathed in the afterglow of the scorching sun, Director Wang, who was recruited by the Martial Arts College, was surrounded by a group of teachers from the Martial Arts College.
"Student Deng, you are really thinking about it. Are you really going to take the Hell Difficulty Test?" Director Wang said with a dry cough and deliberately stern face, pretending to be dignified.
In fact, in Director Wang's heart, he was secretly happy, and his heart blossomed with happiness.
Director Wang used his power to tamper with Deng Jiuling's assessment level to please Feng Jing.
Feng Jing was really happy, and promised that when this matter was over, he would use his relationship to help Director Wang find a beautiful and innocent school girl, Bao Shuang!
As soon as Director Wang said this, all the students looked at Deng Jiuling, wanting to see how he answered.