At the same time, the voices of Yue Chan and Yan Xi sounded in his heart.
"Husband, do you look good?"
The two women's voices were slightly cold, filled with a strong smell of vinegar.
"Xiao Liu, what's wrong with you?"
The senior brother sitting next to Bai Yan noticed his abnormality first and immediately asked nervously.
Bai Yan waved his hand: "No, it's okay."
At the same time, he immediately begged for mercy in his heart: "Madam, I was wrong. I never dare to do it again."
In front of two peerless wives, he actually had sex with another woman. Bai was really lost.
Yan Xi and Yue Chan lightly punished Bai Yan, but they didn't feel too embarrassed after that.
However, Bai Yan became much more honest in the following time. He looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, and suddenly he was like an old monk sitting in meditation, without any ripples in an ancient well.
He didn't even dare to look at Xu Qianqian out of the corner of his eye.
Senior Brother and Xu Qianqian on both sides saw that Bai Yan had returned to normal. Although they were confused, they didn't ask any more questions.
At this time, many freshmen had already begun to enter the school.
The big score for newcomers is two games, civil and military.
The literary test is the theory of cultivation and various basic common sense.
It is said that many powerful figures often have pioneering theories when they are not very knowledgeable about martial arts. This is also a disguised form of understanding assessment.
Whether you have spiritual roots determines whether you can practice cultivation, and your understanding determines how far you can go.
Therefore, the annual newcomer competition focuses more on theory.
In the past few days, the freshmen in the Eighth Campus have been doing nothing else but systematically learning the basic knowledge of various cultivation practices.
Bai Yan was a little confused. He had been making steamed buns these past few days. How was he going to take the exam this time?
"Xiao Liu, this isn't important. Just answer it casually. We don't need to take things like talking on paper too seriously."
Senior Brother said to Bai Yan, his tone was somewhat apologetic.
They had all forgotten about the theory of the rookie competition, otherwise they wouldn't be embarrassed now if they just gave Bai Yan some advice.
"Husband, have you forgotten that there are two of us? What theory can stump us?" At this time, Yuechan's voice sounded again.
Bai Yan's eyes lit up, yes, the two ladies are super bosses, it's just a theory, what's the problem?
"Brothers, I'm going."
Bai Yan smiled confidently at the five fat men and then walked into the examination room calmly.
"How come this kid suddenly..."
The eldest brother, Er Pang and others looked at each other with guilt in their eyes: "If Xiao Liu makes a fool of himself this time, it will be our fault."
...
There were about five hundred short tables placed on the martial arts field, and Bai Yan chose a corner at random.
Five hundred people answered at the same time, which was quite a spectacle.
The test questions have already been placed on the low table, so you can answer them as soon as you sit down.
There was plenty of time, a full hour.
"Haha, Tianhuo Kitchen is very busy these days, why bother humiliating yourself?"
Bai Yan had just picked up a test paper when a familiar voice came from the left side.
He happened to be sitting next to Pan Xinlian.
The latter thought that Bai Yan had sat here on purpose, so he naturally had to make some mocking remarks.
"I know you are already a warrior, but you have not studied these questions systematically. Do you think you can really answer them?"
After finishing her words, seeing that Bai Yan was unmoved, she said viciously: "Bai Yan, what you did in the Pan family, I will never forget. I am a ninth-level spiritual root, and I almost reached the earth-level. I am very sad."
He will pass you soon and you won’t be able to run away.”
Bai Yan raised his eyebrows slightly. He really didn't expect that this woman actually had ninth-grade spiritual roots. After all, there were only a few people in the entire academy who exceeded ninth-grade and reached earth-grade ones, such as Xu Qianqian.
However, if you surpass yourself, I'm afraid it's just cannibalism.
"I am waiting for you."
Bai Yan was too lazy to argue with this scheming bitch Bai Lianhua. He replied lightly and then focused on the test paper.
"Madam, how are you doing?" Bai Yan asked after briefly browsing the test questions.
Yan Xi cursed: "Bah, what bastard guy asked this question? It's so full of loopholes that it's unsightly to look at!"
"Husband, come on, let me tell you now, and you can write it and help these losers improve their theory."
"good."
Bai Yan picked up his pen and was full of energy.
I don't know how many guys are waiting to see themselves make a fool of themselves, but they are destined to be disappointed.
In the eyes of the two ladies, everyone in Qingshan City is just like an ant. They answered the questions in person, and they did not know that they had been blessed by the teachers of Qingshan Academy for many lifetimes.
"Ancient martial arts, spells, talismans and other methods may seem very different, but in fact they are just different manifestations of the power between heaven and earth. Tracing their origins is just a superficial use of rules, and all the rules in the world can be called Tao...
....”
Yan Xi's voice kept ringing, and Bai Yan wrote hard. Under the urging of the old man, the boy became good at writing.
The question he was answering was to explain the differences in ancient martial arts, spells, formations and other power systems represented by the eight campuses of Qingshan Academy.
And Yan Xi has obviously developed it to a higher level. This is no longer an answer to a question, but more like a powerful sermon. The lines of Bai Yan's answer sheet are filled with Yan Xi's Taoist rhyme.
It is no exaggeration to say that those marking teachers have accumulated eight lifetimes of good fortune.
Just in time to burn the incense, Bai Yan put down his pen, left the test paper on the table, stood up and left.
He was not the first to write, but he was the first to finish answering.
"Haha, it's really hard for you to pretend to sit there for a whole stick of incense."
Seeing Bai Yan leaving next to him, Pan Xinlian mocked disdainfully.
She has been working extremely hard these days, and relying on Ximen Qing's relationship, she has already known some of the problems, so she is sure to get the first place among newcomers.
Bai Yan is destined to be just an inconspicuous stepping stone in her life, and in her eyes, Ximen Qing is also just a springboard.
"One stick of incense, this little guy is really fast. I remember that Qianqian holds the record for the shortest time and the highest accuracy rate at Qingshan Academy. I wonder if anyone can break it this time."
"I'm afraid it's going to be difficult. This little guy comes from the Huo Zao Fang. The Huo Zao Fang doesn't have systematic teaching. I'm afraid his answer sheet will be hard to explain."
"Haha, Huo Zaofang, I see that he writes quite seriously. It's really hard for him."
"...."
Many important people on the high platform began to comment on Bai Yan, but many people were still curious about how a Huozao Fang disciple could answer the test paper.
Time passes, and an hour passes quickly.
All candidates' test papers were sealed and collected.
Many public teachers from Qingshan College marked the papers on the spot and announced the results of the theoretical examination in front of everyone.
"Xiao Liu, theory is the least important thing in senior brother's opinion. Don't put a burden on yourself, it will be fine." At this time, the senior brother comforted him.
Bai Yan took so short time to answer the question that even the senior brothers in Huozhaofang didn't believe that he was answering seriously.
Bai Yan smiled and said: "Senior brother, don't worry, it will be no problem."
As soon as he finished speaking, a small-scale commotion began to appear on the high platform where the papers were reviewed...