Chapter 848 Wait

Chen Antong let everyone make a fuss, and there was always a calm smile on her face. She waited until the atmosphere changed, and then asked Ye Shuo lightly: "Have you seen the senior?"

"He?" Ye Shuo curled his lips as soon as he heard this and glared at the tall earth hall, "That guy is inside."

Chen Antong also looked at the door: "Well... I sent him a text message just now, but he didn't reply to me..." As she spoke, she fiddled with the jade slip again and browsed the latest news.

Ye Shuo noticed that there were many cat stickers on her jade slip, and her five fingers holding the jade slip were painted with black nail polish, which was still a combination of coolness and cuteness. But the more he was attracted to her, the less he wanted her attention to stay on Huangfu Li. He pulled her over with some displeasure and said hurriedly: "Don't worry about him! I haven't seen you for so long, I have a lot to say to you!"

During the waiting period, Dan Tai Jing, Cen Ling, Lei Jiu and others also arrived. Unlike the depression in the training class, they all looked much more handsome. After a long time of separation, there was a lot of greetings.

During the conversation, Ye Shuo also learned that a few of them, including Chen Antong and Li Yue, had signed up for a training institution in Tiansheng Kingdom before and worked as classmates for a while. And that training life seemed quite exciting. I often heard them talk about interesting things in the class, and they laughed so hard that they stood aside. Ye Shuo stood aside like an outsider and could no longer catch up with their "memories".

I had been practicing hard for several months, but now Ye Shuo suddenly regretted it. I always felt that I had missed an interesting life, especially the opportunity to get along with Shen Antong...

Time continues to pass—

"Good guy, please give me some food!" A noise suddenly sounded not far away. Ye Shuo turned his head and saw a thin little beggar who was being rushed to the crowd waiting for the scene.

On this hot day, the little beggar had a thick layer of turban wrapped around his head. His face was dirty, and only his eyes were particularly clear. Although he was repeatedly pushed, he had no intention of leaving. He still stretched out his mud-filled hands and begged to everyone.

"Goun! We still have to prepare for the assessment, we have no time to pay attention to you!" A strong young man swung his fist and waved at him threateningly.

"That's right, why do such beggars come in the assessment venue? It's so dirty!" Another delicate female disciple frowned and snuggled toward her boyfriend, looking disgusted.

The little beggar looked at everyone timidly, lowered his eyebrows and begged with pleading: "Brother, I haven't eaten for a few days, I'm about to starve to death..."

"If you don't get out, believe it or not, we will beat you up!" More people started yelling.

If this were not the assessment site of the Tiangong Gate, perhaps these spirit cultivators who were popular by nature would have already started to drive people away.

Dan Tai Jing, Shen Antong and others were well aware that "it's not your business, you'll be on your own, and you'll be on the verge of being alone." At this time, they just watched indifferently. But Qiao Xiying couldn't stand it anymore.

Although she was a willful person, she was still kind-hearted. Just as she was about to come forward to dissuade her, Ye Shuo stopped her.

"We don't care about things that others don't care about."

Ye Shuo did not have much sympathy for such a person who had good limbs but chose to beg for a living. Moreover, the assessment was imminent, and he did not want to cause trouble. If the other party didn't want money, he would naturally leave and he didn't need to interfere.

Sure enough, the little beggar was pushed out of the crowd, and after wandering aside for a while, he left sadly. However, when he turned his back to everyone, a light flashed slightly under the thick turban.

——Inside the Heavenly Palace.

In front of the monitoring screen, a golden light shone in the sky, gathering in the chair to form a human form again.

"Oh, the young spiritual cultivators are indeed becoming more and more indifferent now." Jiang Jinkong sighed, looked at the crowded crowd on the screen, his eyes flashing with the same light as the little beggar.

As a famous strong man, or even an ordinary king, he will have a kind of pressure accumulated over the years. Wherever he walks, the naturally emitted aura will be daunting.

But for Jiang Jinkong, he was really "like whatever he wanted". The most amazing thing was that even his own temperament could be completely changed and his aura was completely restrained. Even if he pretended to be a little beggar, there would be no flaws.

"Let them wait, wait a few more days before starting." After staring at the screen for a while, Jiang Jinkong spoke lightly.

Feng Mushan, who was standing beside him, said in confusion: "Since they made the adults angry, why not just eliminate them all?" Although he would not care about this matter today, he just couldn't tolerate others ignoring the adults!

Jiang Jinkong was stunned: "Hey, you misunderstood?...I am not holding a grudge, but as a spiritual cultivator, how can I say that, I should have this kind of endurance."

Looking at the screen, he almost thought of what he said, and didn't know whether he was saying it to Feng Mushan or a message to the candidates.

"Because if you always have a three-minute hot work, and give up immediately after hitting a nail, you will never be able to truly achieve something."

"Cultivating requires one to endure loneliness and explore the true meaning of the great way in the midst of loneliness."

"Just like the big waves washing sand, after the impurities are washed, what is left is all fine."

"Since it's an assessment, then use this as the first item of assessment."

"Look, if you wait, the children of the inner hall will perform much better." He gently stroked the screen on the screen and switched the picture to the ground hall.

Those who are waiting here are all the children of aristocratic families who were seriously pushed up by two major forces. At first glance, most of them are practicing quietly, and they are indeed more powerful than passers-by and candidates outside.

Deep in the inner hall, there is another luxurious private room. The ones gathered there are the top young masters and ladies in Tianxiao Pavilion and Jiuyou Palace. Those who can enter that room can be said to have been "internal decision" even on the assessment list of Tiangong Gate.

Although there is nobility and mystery over there, the candidates outside are self-aware, and no one will try to sneak over and peek. Anyway, when the formal assessment is conducted, you can always see the faces of gold and jade leaves. At this time, you risk exploring the secrets at the risk of violating discipline. If you are disqualified, it will be too unpaid.

In the main hall, everyone either closed their eyes to rest or devoted themselves to practicing, neither arrogant nor impatient, and as peaceful as possible.

Of course, there are still some gossipers everywhere.

"Brother, how many places do you rank for this primary election recommendation?"

A tall and thin young man was asking for rankings from strange faces in the hall everywhere.

At this moment, the young man who was asked raised his head and squeezed out with a bitter face: "Sixty-nine."

The tall and thin young man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and immediately sighed exaggeratedly: "Oh, I have only won forty-eighth places, it's so bad!"

The young man with a bitter face looked even more melancholy, while the tall and thin man had already ignored him and continued to talk to the next person.

In fact, except for those genius who are well-known and well-known, it is already quite good to be ranked forty-eighth in the primary election. Because of this, the young man dared to ask everyone in a big way.

If the result is that the other party is ahead of him, he will immediately swallow his rankings quickly and change his attitude to flatter the other party. After all, although he has lost the opportunity to show off, he will not suffer any loss to be able to get in love with a potential strong man.

"This friend, are you from Tiansheng Academy?"

"I have always envied you college students for systematic study. Like me, I only won forty-eight places in this primary election, which is really bad."

In the college, there are often people like this who hold their test papers that are close to full marks and shout in the classroom: "Ah, I failed the exam again!" Of course, they are often the ones that attract the most hatred of others.

The college student was familiar with this routine and did not say much at the moment. He just cooperated to make a worship expression, his face full of: "Wow! You are ranked forty-eighth! So awesome!" Sure enough, the tall and thin young man was satisfied and continued to look for the next prey.

...

"You are really bad."

Just as the young man was clamoring again and shouting how bad his ranking was, sitting not far away, a young man with an ordinary appearance suddenly interrupted coldly.

“I ranked thirty in the primary election.”

The young man's expression froze, and then he quickly laughed dryly, "Hey, you are the one who is referring to Tianxiao Pavilion. The calculation methods of Tianxiao Pavilion and Jiuyou Pavilion are different!"

However, the experience of hitting the iron plate still made him feel aggrieved, and he deliberately avoided the previous person and walked around to the other end of the crowd.

"Brother, how many places do you rank in the primary election?"

Mo Gucheng was practicing with his eyes closed. He heard the endless inquiries beside him, and he turned half of his gaze and glanced away. His eyes were as cold as a knife, full of warning.

The tall and thin young man grinned dryly. He even hit the wall, but he became angry. He didn't believe it. He asked two questions and could he meet a powerful man of all kinds?

"What's so great!" Turning around, the young man muttered contempt all the way, "Anyway, the ranking must be not very good, the preliminary selection will be eliminated, right?"

In the corner, Luo Chenxing raised his head, looked at the noise ahead, and sneered a contemptuous sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph, idiot, underestimating Mo Gucheng will suffer a great loss-"

"Isn't that Mo Gucheng?" Sikong Sheng was attracted by the man's fuss, and he calmly changed his posture and instead made fun of Huangfu Li beside him.

"Your old acquaintance has been thinking about him for so long, why don't you go over and say hello?"

When Huangfu Li first entered the hall to concentrate, he accurately noticed Mo Gucheng among the crowd. The other party was concentrating on his cultivation, so just like a competition, he also devoted himself to the state of cultivation and deliberately competed with him for the best.

“I will go after the pre-select.”

Mo Gucheng received special recommendations in Tianxiao Pavilion, and he had heard of it. But he also got special recommendations in Jiuyou Palace. He is not worse than him. This time, it is hard to say who wins and who loses...!

Sikong Sheng sneered: "Well, wait until the pre-select is over, and I will greet you with the results of heaven and earth. I wish you good luck."

The hall is spacious, and disciples from all sides sit around, but it is not crowded at all. In the other direction opposite the Xueyun Hall, there were several students from Tiansheng Academy sitting. They had never participated in the primary election, and this was the first time they had seen all the strong men who were about to become opponents. They were inevitably nervous and excited.

Jian Zhiheng and Guan Quan were among the students who had dealt with Ye Shuo, Jiang Caini and others at the Time Bell Tower.

"Brother Xiao is not here this time?" Jian Zhiheng observed the crowd enthusiastically, and the vitality of the backbone of the school sports team was once again shown to him. The more crowded the place, the more it could stimulate his competitive spirit!

"He won't come, right? Aren't he most afraid of trouble?" Guan Zhen, who was beside him, had a cold face and his eyelids were always half drooping. Even the tense atmosphere of the pre-select seemed to have failed to arouse any of his emotions.

"And, Tian Sheng couldn't recommend him." Then he added.

"That's true." Jian Zhiheng shook his head and laughed.

Although the legendary school tyrant had excellent combat skills in addition to his homework and was also doing well in the road, it was a college there. Before leaving society, the mentors still valued their grades more. It was impossible to recommend a student who could not even get a graduation certificate.

"Compared with him, don't you think you should pay attention to Tang Mu?" Guan Qing said lightly. He raised his gaze and looked at a figure leaning against the corner of the wall not far away.

The man was wrapped in a wide hood, and the brim was pulled low, covering most of his face, which also added a bit of mystery to him.

Tang Mu is the number one university master since the founding of Tiansheng. His mind can only be described as a genius. He never listens to class and never reviews before the exam, but he still wins first place in every exam, and he easily wins the first prize in various competitions.

Although the tutors in the college appreciate such students, the potential impact he has on those poor students is really not very good. This also leads to the tutors always smile helplessly when they talk about Tang Mu.

As a top academic master, his fame can be regarded as a person who can share half of the country with Brother Xiao. But among the rebellious students, Brother Xiao, who is the school bully, has a greater influence.

Tang Mu is a person who is easy to get along with and has no airs of excellent students. Every time he fills the spaces in three or two, he will lie on the table and sleep, and then you can copy his papers at will. So many people secretly hope to sit next to Tang Mu during the joint exam.

But despite this, he refused to take the exam for the reason that it was too troublesome.

Unlike Jing Chuzhuo, a top student who was bullied at the time, Tang Mu was not only good at homework, but also had the first-class combat class. Although he would not bully others, he also had enough ability to prevent himself from being bullied. Even when Brother Xiao was asked about his opinion of Tang Mu, he also said "mutual respect", which was also regarded by others as the school bully's recognition of his status.

At this time, in the hall, Tang Mu leaned back his head and neck, and the wide brim of his hat slid down. Jian Zhiheng and Guan Qin could see clearly that he was sleeping soundly.

"Hey, I always feel that I am shameless when others see our Heavenly Saint Light!" Jian Zhiheng shook his head helplessly and laughed.

"I think it's not normal for famous alumni who have walked out of our Tiansheng." Guan Zhen said lightly.

"Is there anyone who is so damned by your alma mater?" Jian Zhiheng couldn't help laughing and crying.

(End of this chapter)
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