Chapter 57 Yang Ji Sword Technique and Silk Condensation Strength
As time passed, more and more candidates left the fog formation and returned to the square.
It had only been about half an hour since the exam started, and the number of candidates in the square was already approaching three hundred.
From the moment these people left the fog formation, their scores were fixed and could no longer increase. They could only watch as the scores of the candidates on the list continued to increase.
Once someone's ranking is kicked out of the top two hundred, that person instantly turns pale and hangs his head slumped.
About four or five minutes later, there was a flash of light and shadow, and Liu Shaoming returned to the square.
He immediately looked at the water curtain, starting from the 200th position and searching upwards, and soon found his name at the 175th position.
Seeing this, Liu Shaoming breathed a long sigh of relief, and an uncontrollable joy appeared on his face.
The scores currently ranked after 190 on the list have basically not changed.
In other words, he has been confirmed to be in the top two hundred!
Once his long-held dream came true, Liu Shaoming felt his heart surge and he wished he could scream loudly on the spot.
"I wonder what happened to the others?"
After calming down, Liu Shaoming looked around and soon found Wang Weichao in the crowd and hurriedly walked over.
"Weichao, how are your grades?"
Wang Weichao turned around and saw Liu Shaoming, with a wry smile on his face.
"I'm ranked over 250, so I will definitely be eliminated."
Seeing Wang Weichao's depressed expression, Liu Shaoming quickly restrained his joy and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.
Suddenly, he suddenly remembered something and asked hurriedly:
"By the way, where are the others? Where is Lin Shen?"
Before the big exam, Liu Shaoming secretly encouraged himself to surpass Lin Shen.
Now that he was sure to be admitted to Jiuyang Taoist Academy, he felt a huge weight drop in his heart, and naturally he immediately became concerned about Lin Shen's condition.
It can be said that he performed extremely well today, with a score of more than 170th place. Looking at the ordinary students of Huailiu Academy who have been admitted to Jiuyang Taoist Academy in the past, they are enough to be ranked in the upper reaches.
Even if Lin Shen is stronger than him, he may not be able to achieve better results than him.
But unexpectedly, when he heard his question, Wang Weichao showed a strange expression.
"What's wrong?" Liu Shaoming looked confused.
"See for yourself." Wang Weichao pointed to the ranking list.
Liu Shaoming wondered, could it be that Lin Shen's grades were very good?
But no matter how good you are, you don't have to show this expression. Damn it!
Liu Shaoming looked at the number one position in the rankings in shock, his eyes almost popping out of his head.
On it, the two characters Lin Shen are extremely conspicuous, surpassing Zhao Xueying, Chong Yanhe, Xue Feng and other proud men of heaven.
Liu Shaoming couldn't help but rub his eyes, almost thinking he was dazzled.
"What, what's going on?"
After confirming again and again that he was not hallucinating, Liu Shaoming looked at Wang Weichao with an astonished look on his face.
Wang Weichao glanced in Yan Xing's direction and explained in a low voice.
After a while.
After learning what had happened, Liu Shaoming looked dazed and felt as absurd as a dream.
Lin Shen defeated Yan Xing, scared off Xue Feng, and got the formation flag?
Why does all this sound like listening to a story?
"Does it feel fantasy?"
Wang Weichao patted Liu Shaoming on the shoulder with emotion and a look of understanding on his face.
Just a few minutes ago, he had a similar expression when he learned what had happened from other people.
Who would have thought that Lin Shen could be so strong?
Yan Xing is a well-known genius among this batch of candidates, and he is also one of the top few among the children of aristocratic families.
But such a person was defeated by Lin Shen with one move. Even though there was an element of Yan Xing underestimating the enemy, there was no doubt about Lin Shen's strength.
After a long silence, Liu Shaoming couldn't help but sigh deeply.
He suddenly felt that it was ridiculous for him to think about surpassing Lin Shen before.
Not to mention surpassing it, it is simply unmatched!
Just as he was drowsing, there was a sudden commotion all around. Liu Shaoming woke up with a start, looked up, and found that everyone around him was staring at the sky with wide eyes, so he also looked up, suddenly showing a look of astonishment.
On the water screen, in the enlarged picture, Zhao Xueying and Chong Yanhe were fighting fiercely, and not far from them, a formation flag was standing on an altar.
"It's Zhao Xueying and Chong Yanhe!"
"The two of them are getting together!"
"I'll go, both of them are so awesome!"
Everyone was staring at the water curtain, fearing to miss any scene.
Strictly speaking, this is the first time that the seed candidates have actually competed against each other.
That time just now, Xue Feng and Yan Xing had no contact. Although Yan Xing fought against Lin Shen, he lost too quickly and had no sense of reality.
It was only then that the contest between Zhao Xueying and Chong Yanhe allowed everyone to truly see the strength of the family's top geniuses for the first time.
Both sides of the battle had obviously practiced some kind of light skill, and were as fast as lightning. When the battle was at its fiercest, most people watching could only see two afterimages colliding with each other, and the muffled sound of palms hitting each other could not be heard.
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"Not bad!" Cai Zhonggu nodded with a smile, "Both of them have reached the mastery level of star movement, and they are not far from the Dacheng level!"
Ke Ya also showed an appreciative smile.
Neither of them commented on the outcome of this battle, because they both knew that neither Zhao Xueying nor Chong Yanhe had clearly shown their true trump card.
As if sensing the thoughts of the two leaders, a flash of red sword light suddenly lit up on the screen, tearing away the heat wave that had been surrounding both combatants, and penetrated the void like lightning and stabbed straight towards Zhao Xueying.
Zhao Xueying retreated sharply, and finally narrowly avoided the sharp sword light at the critical moment.
"It's a sword! Chong Yanhe used weapons!"
"That seems to be Yangji Sword Technique?"
"That's right, it's the Yang Pole Sword Technique! I've seen the elders in the family perform it before!"
"Chong Yanhe actually practiced weapons and martial arts!"
Many people looked shocked.
Even Ke Ya and Cai Zhonggu looked in surprise.
"It seems that Chong Yanhe is bound to win the position of chief in Yangji Sword Jue!" Cai Zhonggu sighed.
The effect of weapon-type martial arts on tempering the body is significantly different from that of fist-type martial arts.
Unless it is to improve their actual combat capabilities, students generally do not practice weapon-related martial arts.
Chong Yanping doesn’t have to fight often on weekdays, so there is obviously only one reason for him to practice weapon martial arts - the big test!
Chong Yanhe was obviously very well prepared for this big exam!
Zhao Xueying in the picture was obviously also taken aback, a flash of surprise flashed across her beautiful face.
However, she did not panic and remained calm from beginning to end.
Facing Chong Yanhe who was attacking with a sword again, Zhao Xueying's eyes suddenly focused and she suddenly drew her fingers in the air in front of her.
A red line appeared in an instant, extending from the void. Wherever it passed, the void made a hissing sound like burning wood. The next second, the sword light shattered. Chong Yanhe's expression changed drastically, and he turned to the side regardless of his appearance.
Lai donkey rolled around, trying to avoid the sweeping red line.
When he stood up again, the long sword in his hand cracked, split into two pieces and fell to the ground. The broken parts melted and turned red, as if they had been burned by high-temperature flames for a long time.
"Ningsi Jin!"
In front of the water curtain, Ke Ya and Cai Zhonggu both looked moved.