After Sunai left home, Su Ran began to study the sword talisman.
Looking at the delicate and small bead in the box, his mood was a bit complicated.
"Sister may have some misunderstanding about my strength..."
This is a five-seal golden quality sword talisman! How does he fuse it? Take the head to fuse it?
You know, at his current level, it is already a miracle that he can integrate the "escape" of double-printed bronze for himself.
If it is forcibly fused, the most likely possibility is that this precious sword talisman will be destroyed, and Sunai's efforts will be in vain.
Helpless, Su Ran had to carefully store the sword talisman in the room.
"I appreciate your kindness."
Su Ran thought silently.
"Don't worry, sister."
"Your brother and I are not that weak!"
…
A few days later, the placement test day came as scheduled.
In the early morning, I had breakfast as usual and completed my daily planned morning run.
Su Ran came to school on a battery scooter.
Eight o'clock in the morning.
The swordsmanship hall was already crowded with people.
All the senior high school students in Beijian No. 1 Middle School gathered together on time.
This is probably the most grand assessment ceremony held every year in Beijian No. 1 Middle School, besides the college entrance examination and the freshman entrance test.
This placement test can be said to determine the fate of the senior high school students for the next year.
Sword cultivators who stand out in the test will be able to enter more advanced classes and enjoy better training resources.
Sword cultivators who fail the test will have no choice but to miss out on the senior year of high school and return to the second year of high school with shame.
Not long after entering the swordsmanship hall, Su Ran met an old acquaintance, Du Yuteng.
Su Ran's classmate is a tall, strong boy with extraordinary strength.
"Hey, Xiao Ranran?"
"Are you ready to double over again today?"
Seeing Su Ran coming, Du Yuteng joked half-jokingly.
Several classmates nearby also laughed in agreement.
Because the numbers on Su Ran’s mock test score sheet are a series of 2.
Su Ran's position in the class has been the "class favorite" from a long time ago, and everyone likes to make fun of him.
The main reason is that every time everyone makes fun of Su Ran, Su Ran always blushes and looks very excited and angry.
He looked like a child who had been robbed of a lollipop, very funny.
"What's wrong? Speaking of 2, who dares to do it in front of your second-senior brother?"
Su Ran's reaction was quite exciting, and she responded with a cheerful smile.
He also deliberately made the character "二" in the second senior brother's name very long.
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Du Yuteng was stunned, suddenly speechless, and his face became a little ugly.
This guy didn't get angry, and actually said something back to me?
The most important thing is that he actually touched his pain points clearly!
Du Yuteng hates it when people call him Second Senior Brother.
Because regarding the origin of this nickname, Du Yuteng had a very shameful experience.
That is, he was twice in the second grade of high school when he was tested in the third grade of high school.
Logically speaking, no one should know about this embarrassing incident except the teacher. Unexpectedly, Du Yuteng once let it slip while chatting about spanking, and Su Ran happened to hear it.
The people around him didn't expect Su Ran's response, so they were stunned in unison, and then laughed even more.
It's really interesting to hear these two guys bicker with each other.
It's like listening to cross talk.
"snort……"
"Let's see if you can still be arrogant..."
Du Yuteng snorted coldly in his heart.
This good-for-nothing Su Ran still dares to laugh at him for repeating a grade?
He wants to see who is repeated this year!
A few minutes later.
A slightly fat middle-aged test officer and several young registrars walked into the swordsmanship hall one after another.
Following closely behind were some of the more prestigious leaders in the school, standing beside the crowd, preparing to inspect this year's placement test.
Some teachers who were free also came. Although they could not enter the inner court of the swordsmanship hall, they could only stand outside and chat with their students and encourage them.
Su Ran's class teacher Peng Yan also came.
Du Yuteng, Xia Muxue and other classmates immediately gathered around. Everyone was talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was full of cheers.
However, Su Ran usually would not join in such a scene.
This is a bit like a convention. When the top students are chatting around the teacher, the bad students will usually be self-aware and leave the chatting site voluntarily.
The original owner was not too unpleasant in the class and did not have particularly close friends, so at this time Su Ran also ended up in a clean slate.
In fact, it feels pretty good.
Su Ran is not quite used to the original owner's interpersonal environment yet, so this can just give him a buffering time.
After the test monument is debugged, the test officer officially announces the start of testing.
The senior high school students also gradually became quiet.
Most of the people were standing there silently, breathing out and warming up.
This will help to mobilize the spiritual energy in the body normally when going on stage for testing.
The test officer walked to the test monument and sat down, while the assistant ladies began to read the candidates' names one by one.
"Xiong Zening, accumulated energy for 1.9 seconds, wave energy 42 cards, overall rating 51, failed!"
"Liang Huaming, accumulated energy for 1.3 seconds, wave energy 41 calories, overall score 69, passed!"
"Wu Fengzhen, energy storage for 1.1 seconds, wave energy of 51 cards, overall rating of 84, good!"
"..."
Every sword cultivator who came down from the testing platform had a completely different expression on their face.
Some students who did not have strong psychological endurance immediately cried "Wow" when they learned that they had failed.
Even if others don't say it, everyone knows that being repeated is a very shameful thing.
"The next candidate is Du Yuteng, Class 11, Grade 3!"
The clear and sweet voice of the assistant lady came through the loudspeaker of the sword martial arts hall.
"It's your turn, Second Senior Brother!"
"Come on, Second Senior Brother, you can definitely do it!"
"You are definitely the dark horse this year!"
The classmates cheered Du Yuteng on the sidelines.
Du Yuteng had a smile on his face, but he didn't know whether to say MMP or not...
He knew that his classmates were sincerely encouraging him, but the problem was that he felt very sick when he heard the word "Second Senior Brother".
Humph...that's all.
Today, he can get rid of this damn nickname.
at least……
I won’t be called Third Senior Brother anymore!
Du Yuteng stepped onto the test stand confidently.
Completed the exam steps fluently.
"Du Yuteng, charge for 1.2 seconds, wave energy 50 calories, total rating 80, good!"
