After coming to the top floor of the Capsule Department Teaching Building, this X team was inexplicably doing, but it actually occupied the entire top floor, and even the elevator was a separate one.

On other floors, at least thirty classes must be crowded together on one floor. After all, land is scarce in this era, and even if the learning environment of Tianhe College is good, it is still a bit crowded.

In addition to the classroom, there are many mysterious rooms carefully locked with password locks in the corridor. The thick alloy automatic door reminds everyone who comes here to not enter.

In addition, Ye Chuan also saw a series of incredible existences such as restaurants, locker rooms, game rooms, reading rooms, tea rooms, fitness rooms, etc.

"Is this X team prepared for those rich and proud grandsons? I told you in advance that if I have to pay a large amount of tuition, I will have no money." Ye Chuan shrugged and said to Duan Ning.

Duan Ning said laughing and crying: "You don't have money? You guy just got a lot of money, okay, but don't worry, the college does not charge money. As for those who can study here, they are much more expensive than the rich and proud Sun Jin."

"So powerful?"

"That's of course, but unfortunately I don't know if that old guy wants you or not. I think it's quite lingering for your genetic power."

Duan Ning's crow's fault could not be changed no matter what. When he arrived in front of the classroom, Duan Ning asked Ye Chuan to go in by himself. He said he was lazy to say hello to the old guy, but Ye Chuan felt that he was a little afraid of the legendary Master Sanniang.

Ye Chuan opened the door and walked in. He saw that the classroom was very special. There were thirty-six seats in total, each of which was a comfortable sofa seat, and there were trays and tea cup seats on the side of the chair, which was convenient for students to eat and drink during class.

To describe it in a very vulgar sentence, it is high-end, elegant and upscale.

Ye Chuan heard that in the old days, when there was no threat of mutant beasts, the classrooms of many rich children were as magnificent as here, but there are still such advanced classrooms now? It really opened Ye Chuan's eyes.

Nan Lang had already waited here in advance, and sat with a fat old man on the couch in the last row of the classroom, looking cautious.

"Ye Chuan, I'll introduce you to you. This is Master Sanqi. Come and see the teacher." Nan Lang greeted Ye Chuan.

Then Ye Chuan walked in with a smile of unharmed humans and animals. Master Sanchi waved his hand without any appreciation and said, "I'm not your teacher yet. I'll call you when you are really qualified to call."

Nan Lang winked at Ye Chuan, which meant that Ye Chuan respected the old man. He stood up and Nan Lang respectfully said the old man. The three idiots just nodded slightly and did not say even a word to Nan Langdo.

Lifting up his eyelids, the old man Sanqi looked at Ye Chuan and said lightly: "You should already know that I have had three fools in my life, painting, sound, and code. Which one do you take first to take these three subjects?"

Ye Chuan was stunned. This is nonsense. He doesn’t understand painting and music at all. If he wants to take the exam, it is of course the alpha code.

Ye Chuan is still quite confident about his hard work over the past five years of study. Besides, this is Capsule Academy, so how can I take the exam for painting and music?

"I choose the alpha code." Ye Chuan said.

"I think it's so beautiful, I decided to take your music test." The old man from Sanyi said with a blank look at Ye Chuan.

"I'll go!" Ye Chuan cursed this weird old man more than a hundred times in his heart, and asked the capsule students to take the music exam? Can such a crazy thing be done?

The old man Sanniang ignored how ugly Ye Chuan's face was at this moment. He stood up and signaled Ye Chuan to follow him.

Nan Lang and Duan Ning both left in the corridor, and Ye Chuan and San Chi were left on the top floor. The old man San Chi opened a room with no purpose with his password and walked into it with Ye Chuan.

The lighting was adjusted to the appropriate brightness, and the old man Sanyi pointed to the sofa in the center of the room and signaled Ye Chuan to sit down.

Ye Chuan sat down like a big shot with his broken can and saw the old man Sanchi patting his hands twice, and a melodious music came from the room.

The sound is empty and pure, and I am afraid that the world's most brilliant sound system cannot compare to one ten thousandth of the same as here, just like those melodious sounds coming from Ye Chuan's heart. Although Ye Chuan does not understand music, he has to admit that this song has the energy to shock the human soul.

Sanchi sat opposite Ye Chuan, closed his eyes slightly, and devoted himself to the music. As the tune changed, his breathing, heartbeat, and expression also changed.

A very strange feeling began to rise, and Ye Chuan seemed to have returned to taking the eggs of the mutant beast. When his body was controlled by demons, his face became paler and his body temperature became lower and lower.

Although Ye Chuan tried his best to control his thoughts, his spirit went further and further with the changes in music, and there was a kind of pain that the soul was about to leave his body.

The old man Sanniang quietly opened one eye, looked at Ye Chuan, and then shook his head gently. If he continued at this speed, Ye Chuan should soon be defeated by this magical music.

Swish ~

Ye Chuan suddenly stood up from the sofa, his hands were placed in the air, posing in an extremely strange position, like an eagle falling rapidly from the air.

Swish ~

With the flip of the wrist and the change of footsteps, Ye Chuan started to move. This was his physical technique. Ye Chuan has always relied on this physical technique to improve his genetic index and strengthen his body's toughness and strength.

The difficult movements like yoga masters confused Master Sanchi. What was even more confused was that as this strange physical technique began, Ye Chuan's expression became natural, as if the music around him could no longer cause any trouble to him. He had adapted to the existence of these magical sounds.

The selfless physical skills and mysterious music made Ye Chuan feel a sublimation power.

He is like a big tree. When the wind blows, the leaves sway with the wind, but they can always withstand the pressure of the wind again and again.

As the second movement began, the wind stopped and the heavy rain began to fall again.

What a heavy rain, washing away Ye Chuan's body, made him feel extremely comfortable. He was able to even draw the nutrients he needed from this heavy rain.

The current situation is that Ye Chuan practiced his physical skills with the music closed his eyes, completely devoted himself to it, forgetting where he was and what he was doing.

The old man Sanniang opened his eyes wide and looked at Ye Chuan strangely. His master's demeanor just now disappeared completely, and his eyes were full of confusion.

"I don't believe you can survive the third movement? Impossible! Impossible! This is the Eight Sounds of the Demon! I have seen many geniuses in my life, peerless geniuses! No one has ever broken down when he first heard the Eight Sounds of the Demon!" The old man Sanchi snorted coldly, thinking in his heart.

The intense third movement began.

If the first movement is the wind and the second movement is rain, then the third movement is thunder!

Many dull accents are added to the music for no reason. It sounds good, but what is really bad is the impact on Ye Chuan's heart.

Every time I think of the ultra-low stress, it is like someone swinging a huge hammer of ten thousand pounds and hitting it hard at Ye Chuan's soul!

In an instant, Ye Chuan's breathing stagnated and his thinking was impacted outside the galaxy.

Although Ye Chuan's physical skills are extremely mysterious, Ye Chuan's level is not too high after all, and it seems extremely difficult to fight against such mental attacks.

Every time, Ye Chuan had to rely on the slow operation of physical skills to pull his out-of-body soul back to his body, which was simply the mythical cycle of life and death.

Thunder roars, the third movement has the strongest voice!

Ye Chuan's face was pale, his lips were blue, and his expression was extremely painful, but relying on the magical self-protection of physical skills, he was still encouraging and persevering.

Swish ~

The wind and rain were clear, the thunder stopped, and the sudden stop of the demon Bayin made Ye Chuan finally breathe a sigh of relief, and his pale face gradually returned to blood.

Suppose that Ye Chuan opened his eyes and could see the old man San Chi's eyes extremely shocked. His lips trembled slightly, and he kept repeating a sentence, "After passing, he actually passed the third movement!?"

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