"The person you mentioned did study in the academy." Zhou Qian said.
"Okay, it's enough that I have such an answer. If you want to test me, you can start." Zhang Chi's expression seemed to be much better.
"Lei Yuan..." Zhou Qian waved his hand towards Lei Yuan.
"yes……"
After Lei Yuan agreed, he strode towards Zhang Chi, his whole body flashed with stars, and he casually slapped Zhang Chi with his palm.
Lei Yuan is now a demigod in the sixth level, but his palm was just right, using only the third level of Lian Zhen cultivation.
The reason why he uses a skill higher than that of Lian Zhen's first stage is just to give Zhang Chi some color, which is also in line with his character.
At this time, Zhou Qian and Gui Wuji looked forward with wide eyes.
At this time, Zhang Chi sat there without moving. After a moment of silence, he suddenly raised his hand and took the palm from Lei Yuan, but his body was trembling slightly, as if he had reached the ultimate level of his skill.
ah……
Exclaims of exclamation sounded from the mouths of the two Vice-Presidents almost at the same time. They could not believe what they were seeing. A young man who looked like he was only in his teens had actually reached the heaven-defying cultivation level of the third level of Lian Zhen.
At this moment, Zhang Chi had already stood up. He had already thought of something. Someone was controlling another game.
He must find out all this.
With a gentle wave of his hand, everything had changed, but everything was still the same, but he and the clown had disappeared into the room, while the two vice-presidents and the great elder Lei Yuan stood there blankly.
"You guys? When did you come in?" Zhou Qian asked.
"We? Didn't we just come in? Didn't you ask someone to inform us about studying the recruitment of new students and the selection of masters for the general election?" Gui Wuji asked in confusion.
The enrollment for the new semester of Tiangang College and Moruo Valley Main Campus has begun.
One week after the semester starts, that is when the freshman assessment begins.
On this day, all the talented young people from Dongzhou, Zhongzhou and Xizhou of Tiansu Continent gathered in the square, and the assessment of the new college officially began.
Among the nearly 700 freshmen waiting to take the exam, there was a young man holding a small fiery beast and quietly watching the assessment in front of him.
This person is relaxed.
He was completely different from the anxious and nervous faces of other teenagers. Instead, he had a calm face, as calm as the eternal ice.
The room no longer seemed like a torment to him, it was as plain as water and as quiet as the wind.
As nearly fifty assessment venues were conducted simultaneously, more than seven hundred candidates kept showing expressions of ecstasy and despair.
At this moment, a girl wearing Dongzhou Zhang costume came into Zhang Chi's sight.
Zhang Chi was struck by lightning, and his body shook violently: "Zhang...Zhang Yao?"
This girl is about fifteen or sixteen years old, and her cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth level of Qi Shi. Such cultivation is absolutely unparalleled among teenagers.
The girl was extremely beautiful, but she looked very nervous. She kept looking through the crowd of people waiting for the exam and towards the examination venue in front of her. She turned out to be Zhang Yao.
There was a slight fluctuation in the space, and Zhang Chi appeared next to the girl holding the clown, but the boy who was originally beside the girl had already gone to another place.
But this small change did not attract anyone's attention among the chaotic crowd.
The girl seemed to feel something and turned around to see Zhang Chi and the clown sleeping soundly in his arms.
"Ah, what a beautiful little...little...what kind of demon pet is this? So cute!" The girl from the Zhang family seemed to have forgotten her nervousness for an instant, turning her head and exclaiming in a low voice.
"His name is Clown." Zhang Chi smiled and nodded.
"Clown? You are so bad, how could you give the little guy such a name?" The Zhang girl immediately protested against Zhang Chi.
"Are you from Dongzhou? Are you from the Zhang clan?" Zhang Chi asked.
"How do you know?" The girl instantly became alert.
Zhang Chi smiled and pointed at the girl's clothes. They were the clothes of the Zhang family in the Six Great Xiu Xing Family.
The girl's face turned red, she glared at Zhang Chi fiercely, and then her eyes fell on the clown again.
"Where are you from? Can I touch him?" The girl seemed to be very interested in the clown.
"Dongzhou, the Spirit Beast Mountain clan, you can not only touch it, but also hug it." A member of this clan, Zhang Chi was very fond of him.
"Ah! Are you from Lingshou Shanren? Isn't that very close to the Zhang clan?" The girl exclaimed, "We are from the same hometown!"
Zhang Chi smiled silently and sent the clown to the girl. The girl cheered and held the clown in her arms.
The clown turned over and continued to sleep, while the girl buried her little face in the clown's fiery red fur.
Perhaps because of the clown, the girl's vigilance against Zhang Chi was completely lifted. Zhang Chi just asked casually, and the girl completely told the current situation of the Zhang family.
As the girl's words slowly came out, Zhang Chi felt as if he had been hit hard, and his heart was extremely horrified.
The Zhang clan is still the Zhang clan, but the history of their existence has been erased, or they may not have appeared in that history at all.
He has never appeared in the Zhang clan, but the patriarch of the Zhang clan is still his father Zhang Fang.
Not only is his father Zhang Fang still alive, but he also has a happy family life. Not only is his wife still alive, but they also gave birth to a daughter named Zhang Yao.
That is, the girl in front of Zhang Chi, Zhang Yao, the daughter of the third elder Zhang Shun in Zhang Chi's memory.
Zhang Yao's words completely subverted Zhang Chi's ideas and made him breathless.
The rest of the Zhang clan has not changed at all. The first elder is still Zhang Gong, the second elder is still Zhang Qian, and the third elder is Zhang Shun.
However, for the sake of the development of the clan, the three elders did not get married.
"What happened?" Zhang Chi murmured to himself.
More than 700 freshmen were assessed, and in the end only 120 were admitted. Of course, Zhang Yao and Zhang Chi were among them.
Moreover, Zhang Chi's cultivation reached the peak of Wushi, which caused great shock.
After the assessment, Zhang Chi was directly summoned by Vice Dean Zhou Qian.
In the office of the vice president who was familiar with Zhang Chi, Zhou Qian looked excited. He kept looking up and down at Zhang Chi and read and reread a piece of information about Zhang Chi.
"Your name is Zhang Chi? Are you really only fifteen years old? Oh my god, how is this possible? Are you really not a member of the Zhang clan in Dongzhou? It seems that Tiangang Academy is going to have something amazing again..."
"Master Dean, I heard that the youth competition among the three forces is about to be held. Am I qualified to participate?" Zhang Chi asked directly.
"Oh? Have you heard about this? Hehe... Zhang Chi, although you are a genius, even I don't know how you improved your cultivation to such an extent at the age of fifteen, but your cultivation is still
Too low.
If you want to participate in such a competition, I'm afraid your cultivation level is still...
You may not know that those who want to participate in such a three-party power competition are all young and strong men. The youngest ones must be thirty years old. If their cultivation level is not at the level of breaking the army, I am afraid there is no chance..."
"Po Jun? I think I should have such qualifications!" Zhang Chi said.
Stepping on the fallen leaves on the ground, walking through the deep bamboo forest, Zhang Yao hugged the clown, and under the leadership of Zhang Chi, stopped in front of a quiet mountain bamboo forest...
In the middle of the courtyard is a small bamboo building. Surrounding the small bamboo building are more than a dozen houses, as many as hundreds. A bamboo building is located in the center.
It's such a quiet place, but there is no surprise in Zhang Chi's eyes, only the indescribable feeling of vicissitudes of life.
All the past events came back to his mind, and he just stood there quietly, as if he had turned into a stone man.
Zhang Yao was still so well-behaved. She stood quietly beside Zhang Chi, looking at Zhang Chi in confusion. Gradually, her eyes began to blur.
Zhang Chi stood quietly like this for nearly three days, while Zhang Yao stayed with him for three days without disturbing him at all.
Zhang Chi was regarded by Zhou Qian and others as an unparalleled prodigy, an unprecedented prodigy. A fifteen-year-old boy could actually cultivate to the point of breaking an army.
Therefore, Zhang Chi made an exception and became the first player from Tiangang Academy to participate in the tripartite youth competition.
At the same time, they allowed Zhang Chi to practice alone and agreed to Zhang Yao's request to follow him.
Three days later, Zhang Chi took Zhang Yao into the Bamboo Forest Villa.
Everything here is still the same as before, but everything has changed and that period of history no longer exists.
"Zhang Yao, come with me..."
Zhang Chi arranged Zhang Yao in a small independent courtyard, and then spent an afternoon instructing her on the exercises, and then directly taught her the exercises and made her die.
The clown returned to his previous environment, and was very happy for a while. However, there were no familiar people here, so he was just excited for a while, and then went to sleep in the bamboo house where he had relaxed before.
The moonlight is like a wash, and the fingers are stretched and relaxed like a sword, and a bamboo flute is whining.
Look at the king sleeping peacefully in his tent, fully clothed,
I am here to go outside the tent and let go of my sorrow.
Move lightly towards the front wilderness and stand still,
I looked up suddenly and saw the clear moonlight in the blue sky.
…
Under the moon, the dancing elves seemed to be dancing again, and Zhang Chi seemed to have returned to his boyhood again, with tears streaming down his face.
The flute stopped, and a hoarse song sounded:
Fan Zeng was reduced, Yu Ji was lost, the overlord removed his armor, where are the eight thousand descendants now?
Change leads to success, generalization leads to success, strategizing, and one hundred thousand cavalry to destroy the Huns!
Without wise men, the summit is still broken, surrounded by enemies, and the rivers are filled with tears thousands of miles away.
…
The hoarse singing voice is deep and distant, and no one can understand its taste.
After sitting quietly for three days, Zhang Chi's consciousness moved slightly, and the next moment, he had appeared outside the Bamboo Forest Villa.
In the distance, a graceful figure, covered in travel dust, was coming along the road.
Tears suddenly fell from his eyes. For many years, only blood was seen, but no tears. But now, he seems to be a boy again.