In the lightning flash, Yang Ji slapped a disciple of the Jiugong Sect on the shoulder. The latter, as if struck by electricity, flipped upside down with a bang and flew out of the ring.
"0058 Yang Ji wins!..."
Boom!
With a surge of blood, a candidate who defeated several opponents one after another was sent flying out by Yang Jizhen.
"0058 Yang Ji wins!..."
Boom! Yang Ji bumped his shoulder, but another martial arts master couldn't dodge and fell out of the ring.
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On the second and third days, Yang Ji continued to defeat his opponents. His playing time was extremely short, and there was no protracted battle at all.
If your cultivation reaches the level of Yang Ji, unless you encounter a master like the "Seventh Brother" from Mount Paektu, or that dangerous, mysterious and handsome young man in black, there will basically be no protracted war.
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So far, Yang Ji has basically made the final decision and decided the outcome in one battle. He relies on his strong blood and quick reactions. None of the serious "martial arts moves" are useless.
While Yang Ji continued to defeat his opponents, others were not idle either. All the candidates who were not strong enough were eliminated at an extremely fast speed, and the remaining ones were basically the real masters.
Except for the occasional Blood Furnace Realm warriors who sneaked in due to competition system issues, the others were basically at the fifth level of martial arts, Little Zhou Tian.
The fifth day, the sixth day.
The number of candidates continues to decrease and is now less than eighty.
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On the seventh day.
Early in the morning, Yang Ji dressed neatly, changed into the clothes of the Iron Crown Sect, and put on a blue merit uniform. He walked out of the "Martial Saint Inn" and walked along the street to the Martial Palace.
At the end of the long street, the huge martial arts palace stood tall, and Cui Wei remained as usual. The surrounding area was heavily guarded, and the number of patrolling guards doubled.
Different from the bustling situation in the previous few days, on the seventh day, the area around the Martial Palace was deserted, which was in sharp contrast to the previous grand occasion.
"Finally it's time to take the martial arts test."
Ouyang Zushi's excited voice came from the side: "I feel so nervous."
Yang Ji turned his head and took a look, only to see Ouyang Zushi looking up at the direction of Wudian. His face was slightly pale, but his eyes were very lively, looking nervous, excited, and looking forward to it.
"Don't worry, just perform normally."
Yang Ji smiled and reassured.
Ouyang Zushi only has the cultivation level of Blood Furnace Realm. His ability to make the final list of eighty people is not due to the competition system, but entirely because of his family background.
Although Zhao Hua said that Ouyang Zizhi was demoted here, he obviously had a low status in the family and was not popular. But the skinny camel is bigger than a horse, has magic weapons, pets, martial arts... With a background from a noble family, Zhao Hua
These aspects are obviously better than others.
"All the idlers and other people in the weightlifting area should leave!"
A loud shout came from a distance, but a soldier with alert eyes saw Yang Ji and Ouyang Zushi standing there motionless and thought they were other curious candidates.
"Let's go."
Yang Ji laughed out loud, took the test card, and walked over quickly.
Today is the "literary test part" of the martial arts examination. Different from the Tongsheng level, at the Wu scholar level, the weight of "martial arts" is greatly increased, and it is an important reference standard for the final ranking of the martial arts examination.
Sometimes, I win first place in the ring competition, but the final ranking is often not like this. The problem lies in the "martial arts" part.
When recruiting officials in the imperial court, all candidates will eventually lead troops to fight. Therefore, "military strategy" is extremely important.
However, all candidates who are able to take part in the martial arts examination have taken the literary examination at the martial arts examination level. They have already passed the most basic things such as the Four Books and Five Classics, and have already proven their qualifications.
When you reach the level of Wu Xiucai, there is no need to take the same test again. This is why there is no literary test on the first day of the Wu imperial examination.
Those who really need to take the martial arts examination are the last eighty people like Yang Ji and others.
Yang Ji handed in his examination card, passed through the gate of the Martial Arts Hall, climbed up the metal stairs of the outer hall, and climbed to the second floor, where he suddenly saw a bright light.
The entire second floor is separated by examination rooms, which are arranged in the order of "the sky and the earth are black and yellow, the universe is primitive...".
All these examination rooms are made of fine iron, and the metal walls are engraved with flowers, birds, insects, and fish, giving them a simple feel.
In the center of the examination room, there is a fine iron table, which is integrated with the floor. On the table, there are pens, ink, paper, and inkstones. All the things are of good quality and are arranged in order and workmanship.
Work neatly.
Yang Ji came a little late, and many candidates had already arrived in many examination rooms and were preparing. Yang Ji looked around and saw many faces, Sui Yiqiu, Zhang Dang, Zhou Qun..., including the powerful man from Mount Paektu.
"Seven Senior Brothers" are all among them.
Each of these people has a powerful aura, basically all have the cultivation level of Xiao Zhoutian, and have almost reached the peak of the Blood Furnace Realm.
Although they all came from martial arts backgrounds, Yang Ji felt a good level of literary attainments in these people. It was obvious that many of them had put in a lot of effort in private in order to be on the high school gold medal list.
Yang Ji was the last leader of the martial arts students in Pingchuan County. He entered the fifth room of Tianzihao according to the number on the examination card. He took away the wooden block and smoothed the paper. Yang Ji took a look and took out the six or seven inches next to him.
Long ink strips, grind the ink carefully.
The martial arts examination does not test writing skills, but neat writing is a must. This has something to do with ink.
Grind the ink strips evenly and finely, and then check the brush and paper. After about a cup of tea, the bell rang, and the literary examination part of the martial arts examination officially began.
"Blessings are where misfortune lies, and misfortunes are where blessings lie. Whether you can pass the examination as a martial arts scholar or not depends on this level."
Yang Ji hung the brush back on the pen holder, took a deep breath, and thought to himself.
From the beginning of the martial arts examination to the present, apart from making things difficult on the first day of registration, Yang Xuanlan has basically made no big moves.
On the one hand, it is naturally because Yang Ji's strength is too high, and there is a big gap between other candidates and him. On the other hand, it is naturally because there are not many opportunities to start.
But it is different now. The remaining people are basically talented martial arts masters. Whether it is the future competition in the ring or the current martial arts test, they all provide Yang Xuanlan with huge room for maneuver.
"Although I have visited General Wang Tai, there is no guarantee that he will think of Yang Xuanlan. The generals of the imperial court have great credibility. If Yang Xuanlan crosses my ranking, it will be out of trust between the troops.
General Wang might have really accepted it and thought it was my own problem."
Yang Ji tapped the table with one finger, thoughts flashing through his mind one after another:
"No! I have to think of other ways. As for the military strategy, I just can't do it yet. I also have to do it extremely well to attract his attention."
Yang Ji knew very well that there wasn't much he could do to deal with Yang Xuanlan. As the examiner of the martial arts examination, this was his home court, and he was inherently in a defensive position.
If he rashly approached Wang Tai and told the story of his grievances with Yang Xuanlan, Wang Tai might think that he had slandered his superior, and he would not even have a good impression of himself.
Yang Ji couldn't attack Yang Xuanlan. The only thing he could do was to do what he could do well.
It's just that it's not as easy as you think to defeat the others in the military strategy department!
"Da da da!"
There was a crisp sound of footsteps on metal, and a rough-skinned captain walked over holding a stack of ink-scented test papers.
"0058 Yang Ji."
A stack of test papers fell on Yang Ji's desk.
"Everyone, listen up, the time is only three hours at most. Everyone, hurry up."
A captain with black eyebrows and a halberd beard carried a long sword at his waist and had a rough voice as he patrolled back and forth.
Yang Ji picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and opened the test paper with one hand. A white light flashed, and lines of text rushed towards him.
He has read the "Martial Arts" and Wang Tai's "Martial Arts". Although these things are still at the stage of talking about military affairs on paper and have no chance to be put into practice, they are more than enough to cope with the literary test of the martial arts examination.
Yang Ji thought carefully for a moment, then picked up his pen and started answering on the test paper. After a while, he was immersed in it, forgetting both things and me.
The entire examination room was quiet except for the rustling sound of writing.
"That's right. His expression is calm and his writing skills are calm. From the first glance, he is confident. At least he is not an ignorant person. These eighty eliminated students still have some knowledge."
At the south end of the examination room, Wang Tai moved a Taishi mahogany chair, spread his legs, and sat on top with a big horse and a golden sword. His face was meticulous and expressionless. An expert would know if it was there as soon as he took action.
The martial arts examination is heavily guarded, and cheating on the literary examination is completely impossible.
Wang Tai could tell which of these candidates had real money and which ones were superficial and brave.
"...However, everyone can talk about military affairs on paper. This first part is just a theory test. As long as you have read the book and memorized it once, it is no problem at all. You can't tell your level at all. Whether it is good jade or rotten wood depends on the last part.
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Wang Tai said calmly in his heart, pressed Zhenmu back to the rice paper beside him, and slowly closed his eyes.
Time passed slowly. I don’t know how long it took.
There was a swish sound, and in the Dizihao examination room, Sui Yiqiu stretched out his finger and opened the last page of the final test paper.
"Ha! Well done!"
Seeing the content of the final strategy part, Sui Yiqiu's eyes lit up and he laughed. Raising troops for a thousand days can be spent in a short time. If you do well in the martial arts test, you can definitely get extra points and improve your ranking.
There are so many masters in the martial arts examination this time, and even the disciples from holy places such as Baitou Mountain and Heishui Cliff are participating. Sui Yiqiu knows very well that if he compares with the disciples from these five holy places, his chance of winning is not high, and his only hope is
At the joint of Wu Lu.
As long as the article is well done, I can definitely squeeze into the final list of Wu Xiucai. r1152