Chapter 878 Application of mathematics

The shocking aftermath caused by Mo Gucheng's performance is still spreading throughout the audience.

"Mo Gu City is really powerful. My Tianxiao Pavilion has brought a strong enemy this time." Yan Dong smacked his lips with a sad face, "Brother Yueque, what should we do?"

When the initial selection at Tianxiao Pavilion, Mo Gucheng and the children of the cabinet were separated. From the selection method to the calculation of grades, they were not the same. From the surface comparison alone, there was no way to see much valuable.

Information. Yan Dong and others thought that although he was the best among the candidates in the outer hall, he was still not worth mentioning compared to these prides of heaven.

Until the formal assessment within the Tiangong Gate, all personnel from different forces were gathered together, and the gap in strength between each person was revealed so clearly for the first time.

Several players who are known as the favorite to win the championship are indeed unquestionable excellence. But among them, there is another person who has risen strongly and has achieved the same status as those young masters and ladies in the shortest time. Now

He also became a powerful candidate for the competition championship. He is Mo Gucheng.

At this time, before Yan Yueque could answer, the peerless young master standing alone in front of him, dressed in white, as graceful as jade as jade, Yan Fenglin smiled at the few people comfortingly and spoke first.

"Don't be stressed. It's a good thing to contend with flowers in the spiritual cultivation field. It's really our fate to meet such a powerful opponent."

Although more and more people have begun to talk about Mo Gucheng's strength may not be weaker than Yan Shilin, and will become his strongest competitor on the road to winning the championship. The children of Tianxiao Pavilion were all secretly anxious when they heard it.

, but the young man at the center of hot discussion is always elegant.

Along the way, his white clothes were not stained with dust. What he pursued seemed not to reach the top, but simply enjoying the fun of fighting against powerful enemies. Yan Shilin was also very grateful to have such an extraordinary mentality.

One of the reasons for his pursuit. It seems that he is truly a banished immortal walking in the secular world, noble and unparalleled.

"Brother Shi Lin is right." Yan Yueque nodded in agreement, "Yan Dong, you go to the assessment first."

Brother Shi Lin’s status... there will be no problem. No matter how powerful Mo Gucheng is, he will definitely not be a match for Brother Shi Lin. I believe Brother Shi Lin!

...

The assessment continued, and it was the turn of several students from Tiansheng who came on stage.

Jian Zhiheng looked at several targets in the distance, moved his limbs, and suddenly turned his head, with a bit of teasing in his eyes before reaching for the dart.

"Ah Chi, I expect I can get 80 points."

"If your grade is lower than this score, I'd think you're trying to make me deliberately, then I'm going to be angry."

Guan Zhen's eyes moved. During the assessment, he was always willing to give in to Jian Zhiheng because he wanted to leave the most dazzling position for him. Jian Zhiheng also saw this, and he often said that he hoped he would be with him.

He can show his true strength in front of him. He also hopes that he will be dazzling, just like he should have...

...

After the assessment of Jian Zhiheng and Guan Ti, Tang Mu stood in front of the red line.

Instead of getting the dart immediately, he stood there, with his hands seals and muttered to himself. In his low recitation, everyone could vaguely see a series of invisible fluctuations bursting out of the air, and it looked like,

Like a formula arranged by a large number of numbers.

The transparent formula emerged quickly, and was covered by a new line of code in a blink of an eye. In this repeated deduction, transparent filaments floated one after another in the space in the examination room, like invisible tracks and like continuous spider webs.

, if it weren't for the distortion of the airflow caused by their vibration, perhaps everyone would not have paid attention to it.

When this large invisible wire mesh completely filled the distance between the boundary and the target, Tang Mu held down the seal in his hand again, and the dart in the box rose at the same time, hovering around him.

This is not a random suspension like the previous few people, but every dart is on a stable track, and the spacing between each other, including the frequency of up and down swing, reveals a strong

Regularity. They are scattered and closely connected, like a densely blended concentric circle. This perfect arrangement has vaguely touched the threshold of the "Big Way".

"Swoosh!"

All the darts moved, they were not projected, but were hung on a thin filament pulled by a roller, moving quickly along the established track.

Amid the muffled sounds of continuous sounds, all the darts shot the bull's-eye in different targets. The positioning is so accurate that there is no deviation. Not to mention that many darts are controlled at the same time, even if someone throws them separately, it is most likely that.

Such achievements are not possible.

It took him a while to figure out the principle, and this shocked him even more.

"He has calculated the centripetal force, and the wind resistance, in short, all the displacement data involved... and finally found the best throwing track."

This was a fantasy thing that surprised everyone.

"So it's a good idea to learn, it's still useful!"

If we were purely concerned with the control of spiritual power, Tang Mu might not be able to defeat Yan Fenglin, Mo Gucheng and others. However, mathematics is his weapon, which calculates astronomy and geography, climate and astrology, and even the enemy's fighting style can be passed through

Calculate and draw conclusions. Such ability is even more terrifying than some advanced secret techniques!

Outside the crowd, Wen Zhichen quietly pushed his glasses, staring at Tang Mu's back, with a dark light like an eagle and falcon in his eyes.

...

"Don't care too much."

When Huangfu Li was still immersed in the shock of Mo Gucheng's popularity, Mu Hansha, who was beside him, approached him quietly.

"In this world, there are always some opponents that you can't surpass even if you try your best. Just regard them as the motivation to urge you to move forward. If you lose your heart because you care too much, it will be more than worth the loss."

Just like himself, if he always focuses on the gap in his background, he will not be able to become the Nine Nether Holy Envoy, nor will he achieve what he has today.

All he cares about is the people he is closest to. As for those who have nothing to do, he will never allow them to shake his heart.

"Thank you." Huangfu Li nodded gratefully.

Mu Hansha didn't say much, raised his gaze and looked at a figure standing in front of him, and a strange color flashed through his eyes immediately.

It was Ye Shuo who was assessing this time.

He focused on controlling the darts, and at the same time tried to differentiate more spiritual power lines to deepen his mastery of the darts.

Mo Gucheng's performance is indeed very outstanding. Although it is jealous, he will not imitate blindly like the previous candidate and eventually seek trouble. However, within the scope of his ability, he still needs to control more.

If you get better results, you must not be left too far by the enemy!

Mu Hansha narrowed his eyes slightly, and then, an invisible fluctuation suddenly emanated from his pupils, shaking the space and washing straight towards Ye Shuo's brain!

"Buzz--"

Ye Shuo felt a pain in his mind, as if thousands of steel needles were pierced. Due to the sudden and severe pain, his mind also relaxed. Many darts in the air lost control and fell directly, although the rest were nailed.

It was on the target, but it was also crooked, and most of it was concentrated in the outer ring.

He also suffered such mental attacks during the Fu Master's assessment three years ago! Ye Shuo turned his head in anger and stared at the figure in black who was independent outside the court.

He was the one who once forced himself to break out during the assessment, which left another Tianfu Master’s boy with lifelong disability. The scum of Jiuyou Palace... Mu Hansha!

Leng Qi, who was beside him, saw this scene in his eyes and smiled secretly.

After coming to the Heavenly Palace Gate, he pointed out Ye Shuo to Mu Hansha, that was the real murderer who really killed his cousin Su Yanmo!

There seemed to be some old grudges between Mu Hansha and Ye Shuo. At that time, he heard him muttering to himself: "Is it him?" As for what kind of holidays the two had, Leng Qi was smart enough to ask no questions. Anyway,

As long as Ye Shuo can make his life bad, he will be happy.

It was him... At the Fu Master Union, the boy who dared to covet Xue Meng! He was still alive!

Compared to his cousin Su Yanmo, whom he had never met before, Mu Hansha was naturally more guilty of snatching Xuemeng from him.

Although he cannot be killed directly due to the rules, he can still do it by using the ability of the Tianfu Master to stumbling him during the assessment.

...

"Bang!"

A ball of fire swept through, and several targets hanging on the wall were penetrated by thunder one after another. The cracked fragments were directly burned into ashes by the surging flame tongue.

"Hmph, it's still so vulnerable!" Shi Jiutian snorted coldly, looking at his "masterpiece", with a look of disdain.

Since the assessment, he has been almost a destruction king. I don’t know how many assessment instruments have been directly destroyed by his overly strong attacks. In order to repair the equipment, the assessment often has to stop halfway.

The same is true today.

"Because the target is damaged, I will take a temporary rest for a quarter of an hour." After the examiner made an announcement, he sighed silently.

There are more than one professional sabotage like this. The Shura brothers from Duanhun Ridge have also damaged a lot of equipment. These barbaric candidates seem to be unable to show their strength without destroying anything...

"It's not repairable for a quarter of an hour." On the side, Feng Qiwu held the hourglass and his eyes slowly raised in his two empty eye sockets. "And, it will be damaged again soon."

When the candidates were in a hurry due to the intermission, Feng Boliang was taking out the jade slip from his pocket again.

"Brother Rong Xiao is sorry. I forgot to hang up before, why didn't you hang up first?"

When she went to "teach" Wu Jiyuan before, she remembered that she pressed the "End Communication" button before putting the jade slip into her pocket. Unexpectedly, when the jade slip received a new message and vibrated again, she only then did she

I found that the screen was still maintained on the phone interface. So how long did he have to listen to the noise here just now? Feng Boliang felt a little sorry when he thought about it.

"Then this is the case first, I'll wait for the good news that you passed the assessment!"

On the other end of the communication, in front of a bustling street, Rong Xiao leaned against the wall, still maintaining the posture of holding the jade slip tightly in his ear. He waited until he heard the beeping sound of the end of the signal, and slowly turned the already hot

Move the jade slip away.

He knew that Feng Boliang forgot to turn off the communication, but as long as he could listen to her voice on the other side quietly and feel her breath, he would feel very happy in her life.

When he put down the jade slip, he felt the two gazes coming from the other side of the street, and Rong Xiao subconsciously raised his head.

Shuving through the crowded crowds and Mercedes-Benz vehicles, he clearly saw that at the street intersection opposite, the president of Tianzhen Trading Company, Rong Tianzhen was standing there, staring at him for a long time, with deep eyes.

Rong Xiao also looked at him, and a little turbulence was quietly stirred up in his always calm eyes.
To be continued...