Norman Central College Admissions is an annual event in the City of Norman.
A few days before the enrollment started, people came from all over the principality to enter the city one after another. All the tavern rooms were overcrowded. By the day the enrollment started, the streets near the Central College were even more crowded. In addition to the people participating in the enrollment, there were also
There were many civilians joining in the fun.
However, the street where the Central College is located is in an orderly manner. Under the eyes of the city guards who are fully armed and exude a solemn atmosphere, no one dares to cause trouble or jump in line. Everyone queues up to register, and the queue stretches from the entrance of the college.
When we reach the street entrance, it seems like there is no end.
On the advice of the bartender, Lin Ze rushed to the college before dawn. Even so, there was already a queue of four to five hundred people in front of the college gate.
"It seems that many people have held back their energy." Lin Ze secretly sighed and lined up without saying a word.
The sky is getting brighter, and more and more people are queuing up. As the number of people increases, everyone is no longer as cautious and cautious as they were at the beginning. They start talking in low voices in twos and threes. Gradually, the discussion on the street becomes louder and louder.
It is worth mentioning that while waiting, Lin Ze saw many brightly dressed people skipping the queue and entering the academy gate directly. From the chats of the people around him, he learned that those people were nobles of the Norman Principality.
These noble children come from half-dragon families, and at least three generations of high-level half-dragons have been born. They have a transcendent status in the principality and enjoy many privileges.
Children of this kind of aristocrats have never had to queue up like civilians to enroll in the Central College. This is one of the insignificant privileges among their many privileges.
The common people were both slanderous and envious of this, and some sarcastic remarks were inevitably included in their conversations.
During the boring wait, the sky finally became completely bright, and the enrollment assessment of Central College officially began.
Seven or eight men and women in strange bright red uniforms, about thirty years old, filed out from behind the academy door. They pointed at the queue and let the first thirty people in.
Two minutes later, another thirty people left the team and entered the college gate.
"So fast?" Lin Ze was curious. This scene was obviously what the bartender said, a small test used to screen out a large number of candidates before the official assessment began, but the speed was too fast.
"What exactly is the test?"
More than twenty minutes later, it was Lin Ze's turn. Under the guidance of the college staff, thirty candidates passed through the gate and came to a spacious courtyard to stand in a queue. In front of the queue, there was a straight line.
Standing there was a tall man wearing silver armor and a stiff and cold face.
From the faint dragon scale lines on his face, it is not difficult to guess that this person is a half-dragon.
After watching thirty people lining up expressionlessly, the man in armor said coldly: "Bite your teeth!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he ignored the doubtful looks of many candidates present. His eyes suddenly focused, and in an instant, a terrifying and heart-stopping aura suddenly descended, sweeping across the entire courtyard like a cold wind.
In an instant, all the candidates present felt as if a heavy steel hammer suddenly hit their hearts. Their faces suddenly turned pale. Immediately, seven or eight people groaned, their faces were twisted, and they fell to the ground unconscious.
Although the remaining people did not fall into coma immediately, their bodies were shaking like chaff, and large beads of sweat flowed down their faces. Their faces were bloodless, and they looked as if they might faint at any time.
"I see, it would be a good idea to use Longwei to screen out unqualified candidates."
While everyone in the hospital was gritting their teeth and struggling to support themselves, Lin Ze seemed not to feel the terrifying oppression permeating the air, but was still commenting secretly in his heart.
"The level 1 dragon's power has almost no effect on targets at warrior level and above. It can only show off its power to ordinary people who are not even warrior level."
As time passed, more and more candidates could no longer hold up and passed out. In just half a minute, less than half of the candidates were still standing in the courtyard. Under this situation, Lin Ze, who looked like he was fine, seemed
Especially eye-catching.
The armored man looked at Lin Ze carefully, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised in his heart. Even among the senior students in the Central Academy who had trained for two or three years, few could remain unmoved by his dragon power.
, could this little guy be a descendant of some noble family with a long heritage?
Only those families whose ancestors have given birth to a large number of half-dragons, or even high-level half-dragons, for generations, and whose descendants have meager divine dragon blood since their birth, and whose physical fitness far exceeds that of ordinary people, can it be possible to survive under Longwei's control.
Unaffected under pressure.
"But judging from the way this man is dressed, he doesn't look like a nobleman."
The armored man was confused, but since the assessment was currently in progress, it was hard for him to ask. After thinking about it, he returned his attention to the assessment in front of him.
It lasted for a full minute before the terrifying momentum covering the entire courtyard suddenly dissipated and became invisible. At this time, there were only 7 candidates who were still unconscious, including Lin Ze.
"The elimination rate is nearly 80%. Although it is just a small test, it is quite harsh."
Lin Ze secretly thought, watching the college staff step forward to carry the unconscious person out, and then he followed the college staff together with the candidates who passed the test, twisting and turning to another more spacious room.
There were dozens of people waiting in the open space, and it looked like they were all people who had passed the test.
Lin Ze found a corner in the open space, sat down with his back against the wall, closed his eyes and rested.
However, not long after he sat down, he noticed someone approaching, followed by a slightly hoarse voice.
"Brother, do you need some water?"
Lin Ze opened his eyes and found that the person speaking was a young man about twenty years old, of medium height but extremely strong, who was holding a brown leather water bag and handed it to him.
"No, thank you."
After being rejected, the young man didn't take it seriously. Instead, he smiled and sat down next to him.
"That's right. You looked very relaxed in the test just now, but you are not as tired as I am and sweated a lot."
Hearing this, Lin Ze glanced at the young man, who grinned and said with a gentle smile: "I don't mean any harm, I just want to get to know you. By the way, my name is Yake."
"Lin Ze." Lin Ze paused and said.
"Lin Ze...it's a bit of a strange name, but it doesn't matter. The most important thing for a man is to be strong enough. It really surprises me. You are obviously a commoner like me, but your performance in the test is better than
The noble children are much stronger!"
"Have you ever seen a nobleman's test?"
"I just took a sneak peek." Yake showed a sly look in his eyes, chuckled, and then nodded towards a huge brick and stone house not far away, "Well, the people in that house are all
Children of the nobility are treated much better than us, and their chances of passing the test are much higher than those of us commoners."
"How do you say it?" Lin Ze asked with interest.
Seeing that Lin Ze's interest was finally aroused, Yake perked up and quickly explained: "Let's not talk about the children of the ancient aristocrats who have a meager amount of divine dragon blood in their bodies. They are innately very immune to the dragon's power, just ordinary people.
Children of nobles can also let the half-dragon warriors in their family use dragon power on themselves. After many times, their adaptability will naturally be greatly improved. When encountering dragon power again, the chance of surviving for one minute will naturally be greatly increased."