Ling Han just smiled faintly. With his current height, would he take a young warrior who had just embarked on the path of immortality to his heart?
If you feel unhappy, just press it to death with one finger.
After the first round of tests, everyone was rated. Qian Bing ranked first, while Ling Han was stuck in the 20s. If he was not careful, he would be eliminated, but if he went further, he could pass the test.
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The second round of testing, comprehension.
The teachers from the academy will teach a sword move on the spot, and whoever can accurately reproduce it will be able to pass the test. Of course, the shorter the time, the better.
With Ling Han's strength and understanding, he could use this kind of sword technique after seeing it once, but he didn't want to show off, he just deduced his martial arts path in his mind.
After a while, Qian Bing stepped forward to practice. Although there were some minor mistakes, he still passed the test.
He was extremely proud. He was ranked first in two consecutive rounds. He should be the well-deserved number one in this region.
Looking at Ling Han again, there was a sneer on his lips. No matter whether Ling Han could be selected by the academy or not, he would make the other party suffer a lot.
The second, the third... people learned the sword moves one after another and passed.
When almost twenty people passed the level, Ling Han stepped forward, picked up the sword with his foot, and used it very casually.
Naturally, this passed smoothly.
He was casual, but the teacher at the college was surprised.
Because he discovered that Ling Han made this sword move so authentic that he was more proficient than him. Moreover, there was a small weakness in the sword move, which was caused by his habits and could not be changed.
Others also imitated this shortcoming, except Ling Han, who corrected it.
Huh?
This was accidental, or he had an amazing talent in martial arts and took the initiative to make up for it.
He couldn't help but become interested in Ling Han and looked at him twice.
Qian Bing also found out and couldn't help but feel angry.
He was the first to pass, and he didn't see the teacher paying any attention to him. Why should he focus on an inconspicuous person?
Naturally, Qian Bing did not dare to hate the teachers at the college, so the debt was once again placed on Ling Han's head.
After two rounds, many people sighed. They fell behind the thirtyth place. Even if they achieved good results in the last round, it would be useless and they would not be able to improve their rankings at all.
The third and final round is actual combat.
"You can choose your own opponents and then fight. I will give you points based on your performance." The teacher from the academy said.
Everyone hurriedly formed their own team and found someone who was equally matched, otherwise they would definitely be asking for trouble.
"You!" Qian Bing pointed his finger at Ling Han, "Be my opponent."
This is really a good opportunity.
Ling Han smiled slightly: "Okay."
Beating the children on this rainy day is nothing but leisure.
"Those who have found an opponent can come over and start first." The college teacher said.
"I'll come first!" Qian Bing said loudly and walked out.
Ling Han was very casual and walked out.
"It's over!"
"This guy was originally ranked around twenty. He had a chance to qualify, but he definitely couldn't beat Qian Bing. If he was defeated miserably, how many points would he get?"
"What a disaster!"
"Shh, keep your voice down."
No one was optimistic about Ling Han, because Qian Bing had already shown his strength in the previous two rounds of tests.
"Boy, do you regret it now?" Qian Bing sneered.
Ling Han shook his head: "If you can do it, just don't do it."
You, where did you get the courage?
Qian Bing was stunned for a moment, and then laughed heartily: "Boy, although you are pitifully stupid, I still have to admire your courage."
He strode towards Ling Han, raising his right hand high. He would definitely let Ling Han know what pain and regret were.
He waved his right palm and struck Ling Han hard.
Ling Han also struck out with one palm, lightly and seemingly without any strength at all.
Snap, but his slap came later and struck Qian Bing's face crisply.
Sure enough, this palm really didn't have much power. It only caused Qian Bing to sway slightly, but with just such a sway, Qian Bing's attack failed.
hiss!
Everyone watching the battle was surprised and even felt horrified.
If Ling Han is so powerful that he can send Qian Bing flying away with a slap, then everyone can still accept it. After all, the realm is dominant. In the world of martial arts, a high realm beats a low realm. This is normal.
But the problem is that the force of Ling Han's palm was too small, so small that it only made Qian Bing shake.
What's even more terrifying is that in just a flash, Qian Bing's attack was in vain.
Is this a coincidence?
If not, then how sophisticated is Ling Han's control of power?
Their scalps all felt numb in waves. The more they thought about it, the more horrifying it became.
Qian Bing was furious. The slap didn't hurt him at all, but he was slapped in the face in front of everyone. How could he swallow such humiliation?
"You deserve to die!" He went crazy and attacked Ling Han with all his strength.
However, not to mention that he had just embarked on the path to immortality, and that he was at the same leader level as Ling Han, so Ling Han could still deal with it however he wanted, no matter how difficult it was.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Ling Han waved his palms casually, but the crisp sound of slaps could be heard repeatedly.
In the eyes of everyone, Ling Han was so relaxed. It was obviously just a light slap and it should be easy to avoid it, but Qian Bing seemed to have made a mistake and actually took the initiative to move forward.
This was so weird that everyone was shocked and could not help but feel chills standing on end.
Qian Bing was unwilling to give in. In his opinion, Ling Han's strength and speed were weaker than his, but the opponent seemed to have some kind of magic, so he couldn't hit him no matter what.
Therefore, he gritted his teeth, thinking that as long as he seizes an opportunity and allows him to successfully counterattack, Ling Han will become a fish on the chopping board and be slaughtered by him.
Unfortunately, such a scene will never happen.
"Okay, stop." Finally, the teacher of the apprentice couldn't stand it any longer and stopped the fighting.
Although Ling Han's blows were not heavy each time, they still had some weight after all. With dozens and hundreds of palms stacked together, both sides of Qian Bing's cheeks were already swollen, making it miserable to look at.
Qian Bing had to stop. He stared at Ling Han, his eyes burning, as if he wanted to eat someone.
He still didn't feel that his strength was weaker than Ling Han's, but that the other party had mastered some evil magic.
"Next pair." The teacher from the college called.
It took half a day for the practical test to finally come to an end, and after three rounds, the top twenty in each district were determined.
In the Linghan region, Qian Bing failed to become number one.
The battle he lost to Ling Han was such a shame, but fortunately it was not because he was weak, but because Ling Han was too strong, so he was still ranked in the top five.
Ling Han was the same. He made it into the top five with his performance in the last round and was directly selected into the academy without having to participate in the play-offs.