The bell rang, indicating the end of the exam. Everyone finished answering questions and put down their papers. Fang Ning did the same, thinking silently:
"For a thirty-point question, I can get about twenty-four points. Although I didn't perform very well, it's not much worse than the previous test. It can be regarded as completing the task."
The written examination ended at noon, and many students began to have lunch, take a short break, and wait for the performance competition in the afternoon.
The so-called performance test requires candidates to perform a set of swordsmanship or boxing skills that they are best at in the crowd. The judges will watch their performance, watch their dance, understand their meaning, and then give scores.
The audition started in the afternoon. Fu Changkong, with a livid face, personally called the names of the candidates, and one by one they came to the stage.
"Candidate No. 254125, Liu Sanming, I performed the Three Talents Swordsmanship."
"Candidate number 254131, Shi Zhengang, I am practicing the Eighteen Arhat Boxing."
In this way, each candidate came on stage one by one to demonstrate the skills they had mastered. Many examiners on the stage were giving scores and judging, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived at Fang Ning's place.
"Next, Fang Ning. The one who is preparing is Liu Ke." Fu Changkong was waiting for this opportunity. When he saw Fang Ning coming on the stage, he secretly cast a spell.
During lunch, he arranged the invisible magic ice rink in the examination room. This is an extremely secret Yuan-condensing technique. Even a strong Yuan-condensing technique like City Lord Murong Bai could not discover Fu Changkong's secret arrangement.
Fang Ning let out a long breath: "It's my turn. After preparing for a long time, it's time to take action. In fact, these examiners on the stage are more powerful than each other, and the weakest one is also an innately strong one.
Those who pursue beauty and are as showy as dancing, swordsmanship, and boxing are just a joke to them, so they need to be serious about it to convince them."
Fang Ning walked slowly into the arena, holding two wooden swords, cupping his fists and saying, "Candidate number 254157, Fang Ning, I am demonstrating basic swordsmanship."
As soon as he said this, all the examiners on the stage were stunned. No one had ever demonstrated basic swordsmanship in this stage before, and it immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Among these people, Murong Bai, Lan Dihao, and Fu Changkong are all strong in condensing energy, and the worst are also innate strong. They all know the true secret of basic swordsmanship, the foundation of the basics. The more refined they are, the higher their achievements will be in the future.
, the stronger the sword skill.
This young man dares to demonstrate basic swordsmanship. Either he is a fool and doesn't understand anything, or he has sharp swordsmanship to be so confident.
Fang Ning held the sword in both hands, drew the sword, and danced with both swords. Basic swordsmanship, the simplest swordsmanship, only has the most basic ten movements: chopping, slashing, breaking, teasing, blocking, intercepting, stabbing, stirring, hanging, and pressing.
But under the swordsmanship, all the examiners were attracted and stared at it, unable to believe their eyes, what a swordsmanship!
Fu Changkong looked at Fang Ning coldly, just waiting for the other party to come on stage to perform sword skills. When Fang Ning moved wrongly and dodged, at the critical moment, Wei Wei activated the invisible magic ice rink and threw him on all fours.
At that time, he was directly judged to have failed and kicked out of the game.
Fang Ning danced with the sword, slashed and stabbed with the sword. He forgot about everything and just danced his long sword here, concentrating on it. At this moment, there was only him and the sword. There was nothing else between heaven and earth, only one person and one person.
Sword, selfless and unified.
When he was forgetfully dancing his swords, Fu Changkong silently activated his invisible magic ice rink. Suddenly, Fang Ning's feet slipped, and the ground turned into the slipperiest ice rink. There was no way to use force at all.
fall.
The ice rink appeared under his feet, but Fang Ning was unaffected. With a flash of magic boots under his feet, he emitted the power of a spell. With this power, the spell of the invisible magic ice rink was immediately dispelled.
This magic circle is cleverly arranged, but it is also designed to avoid ears and eyes, so its power is weak. This is the law of heaven, so it can be dispelled by magic boots!
Fu Changkong smiled coldly and thought to himself: "I'll beat you to death, you little bastard. I'll beat you to death. As long as you fall, I will immediately disqualify you from taking the exam."
But his eyes widened, and Fang Ning didn't fall down. She was still dancing with her swords, not affected at all.
Fu Changkong was stunned immediately and rubbed his eyes in disbelief, but Fang Ning was fine and nothing happened.
"Don't you believe me? I can't knock you to death!" Fu Changkong desperately activated the secret technique, just to knock Fang Ning down, but it was meaningless.
Whenever he activates the secret technique, the ground instantly becomes extremely smooth. There is no way to use any force, and almost a person will fall down. But at this time, Fang Ning's feet flash, and the invisible magic ice rink
The spell was immediately dispelled.
This is the magical effect of the magic boots under Fang Ning's feet, which allows him to walk freely. When he puts on these boots, he can walk freely on all frozen, greasy, spiked, and slimy surfaces. Therefore, Fu Changkong's calculations are in vain, and the money spent on the magic boots is not in vain.
Fang Ning had no idea that someone was secretly causing trouble. During the sword test, he pushed the basic swordsmanship he had mastered to the limit. With smooth flow, the path was perfect, and he finally completed the test with the last sword!
Fang Ning slowly sheathed her sword, put it in her hand, then cupped her fists and saluted towards the stands, marking the end of the performance.
Immediately there was a burst of applause, and the city lord Murong Bai said: "I didn't expect that our Kezhou City would have such a talented person, good swordsmanship, and good swordsmanship!"
Lan Di Mengyin said with a sullen face: "Good swordsmanship, maybe you have reached the realm of swordsmanship and mysticism?"
Fang Ning replied: "Yes, swordsmanship is profound."
Murong Bai said: "Okay, at your age, you are really valuable. I will give you full marks for this acting test, thirty points!"
Lan Dimeng had nothing to say to this and could only agree. In this way, Fang Ning received a perfect score of thirty points and successfully passed the test.
Lan Dimeng looked at Fu Changkong with cold eyes, and Fu Changkong immediately shuddered. Knowing what would happen to him after his failure, he hated Fang Ning even more and began to prepare the next plan.
However, after all the candidates have finished their practice and three rounds of exams, the sun is already in the west. Today's exam is over and the most critical battle test will be held tomorrow.
The candidates went home to rest and prepare for tomorrow's exam. Fang Ning returned home and actively prepared for it. He was very confident about it.
The battle test is to use an elimination system to conduct one-on-one duels among these candidates, and finally determine the winner and loser. However, this ranking is not important. Even if you are first in the game, you may not necessarily get the highest 80 points.
What really tests them is that during their duel, the examiner carefully observes, checks their ability and potential, and scores them. This is the real purpose of the assessment.
That night, Fu Changkong quietly cast a spell. He selected two candidates with ghost bloodlines among the candidates. He bowed down to the two of them. He integrated his cloned demon blood sword soul into their bodies. The two of them were equivalent to each other.
Although his avatar's level is too low, it is only at the normal level of a candidate.
When the time comes, he will go on stage in person, use their bodies, challenge Fang Ning, and humiliate Fang Ning several times in a row. This has become Fu Changkong's own hatred. He vows to completely defeat, cripple, and cripple this arrogant boy.
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