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Yang Ji is like a tireless challenger, constantly charging towards the waterfall. Every time he is almost exhausted and his blood is exhausted. Then he climbs to the edge of the pool and rests for a while, all red. After replenishing his energy, he rushes towards the waterfall again.
Tan.
Under such circumstances, Yang Ji is making progress every day. His skin and muscles are getting tougher, his muscles and bones are getting denser, his resistance to force is getting stronger, and his fists are becoming more powerful.
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Yang Ji practiced "Taihe Demon Tiger Fist" in the pool. At the beginning, it was not natural, and the speed was very slow due to the resistance of the water flow. But later, he was completely unblocked by the water flow. Standing in the pool,
It can hit the iron fist at normal speed, and each blow can set off a thousand waves.
Boom boom boom!
Yang Ji was like a crazy giant beast, exercising ferociously in the pool, forgetting to eat and sleep, day and night...
While Yang Ji was imprisoned in the mountains and training hard, in the 23rd year of Hongyuan of the Han Dynasty, the seventh literary examination in Pingchuan City also ushered in a tense and busy stage.
The "Tongsheng Examination" exam was completely over on the second day. A total of 10,120 exam wooden cards were issued, but the actual test papers collected were only more than 9,800. The rest were
I did not take the exam due to various reasons.
Of the more than 9,800 test papers, nearly 2,700 have not yet been answered, leaving a lot of blank questions. In this situation, it is almost certain that there is no hope of winning the "Golden List".
However, even so, the review of the remaining more than 7,000 test papers is still an arduous task. All civil servants in Pingchuan City are in a hurry.
The gate of the government office in Pingchuan City was closed tightly, with soldiers lined up on both sides, a scene that was more solemn than in previous years. For those who paid attention to the liberal arts examinations in the past, this year's liberal arts examinations were obviously strange. But no one knew what happened.
What, more people are just at a loss.
In the tall and magnificent government hall, the candles were brightly lit at this time and had been burning for sixteen days and nights. The test papers in the hall were piled up like mountains. Next to each pile of test papers, there was a armored soldier guarding them to guard against any danger.
The difference.
And all the officials are busy in this hall, correcting test papers day and night...
Chapter completed!