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Chapter 9 Entering the Academy

"Shopkeeper, how much does a most ordinary room cost per night?" After Qing Nian and Fatty finished eating, Fatty said. It was already dark after the two of them finished eating. They chatted one sentence after another, and the time passed very quickly.

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"One low-grade spiritual stone for one night." The shopkeeper's voice came. Qing Nian threw a low-grade spiritual stone over and then went upstairs with the fat man to find a room.

"Hey, brother, don't worry, although my body shape is a bit...um...that, but it's okay to squeeze in." The fat man said hehey as he leaned next to Qing Nian.

"It's okay, you sleep on the ground and I sleep on the bed." Qing Nian smiled and patted the fat man on the shoulder. The fat man suddenly turned to stone.

"Brother, I can't sleep on the ground! You might catch the cold!" The fat man's face caught up with Qing Nian who entered the room.

The room is very ordinary. There is a table in the middle with a teapot and six cups, three chairs next to it, and a door on the right. After entering, there is a bed, and nothing else.

"I didn't think you, a second-level warrior, would catch the cold." Qing Nian closed the door with a bang, and the fat man had no choice but to connect the benches together and sleep on them.

In the early morning, Qing Nian had already woken up and opened the door to see the fat man sleeping soundly. He kicked him twice and didn't wake up!

"Very good." Qing Nian showed a sly look, then suddenly pulled out a bench, and the fat man's round body rolled down instantly.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch... I mean, brother, what are you doing so early in the morning?" The fat man struggled to get up from the ground, but failed after trying twice, and then used his spiritual power to hold him up.

He got up little by little, and there was no one like him.

"Let's go, take the exam of the Warrior Academy." Qing Nian said, and then walked out first.

"Ahem, haven't you had breakfast yet? You don't want to have breakfast." The fat man followed quickly and said from the side.

"No money." Qing Nian's answer was very clean and neat, and the fat man's small eyes, as big as mung beans, were full of disbelief.

"Brother, if you treat me today, I will pay you back thousands of times tomorrow." Hearing this, Qing Nian couldn't help curling his lips, not believing it at all.

"Brother, don't believe me. My father is the president of the headquarters of one of the three major commercial banks. I can afford to repay it not to mention tens of millions of times, but hundreds of millions of times." The fat man patted his "towering" chest and said.

"If you are really like that, you can't even afford food? My eldest young master?" Qing Nian snorted softly and said.

"Hehe, didn't you forget to bring your money when you ran out? Please understand, hehe." The fat man said with a smile. His eyes narrowed with this smile, and his big mung bean eyes became smaller again.

Qing Nian and Fatty arrived at the gate of the Warrior Academy. There were huge crowds of people and busy traffic. It was difficult to jump in line. This shows how famous the Warrior Academy is, attracting so many people, but the people present were all teenagers and girls.

"Well... Thirteen years old, let's go in."

"Eighteen years old? Why are you here? Go back."

"Uncle, you are already in the same grade as my father, and you are still pretending to be young?"

There are two long tables in front of the gate. There are two people sitting at each table. Everyone is wearing the same clothes. There is a word "武" embroidered on the shoulder in the upper left corner, which means "Martial Arts Academy".

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They use spiritual power to test the lifeline of the person being tested, and they can roughly test the age.

The sun is scorching in the sky, and you can feel the heat under the high sun. Even those who have some cultivation experience don't feel anything, but those warriors at the first and second levels can't stand it for a long time, just like the person next to Qing Nian.

"Qing Nian, I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore."

"Water, water, water! Give me water!"

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

On average, one sentence per second, which was so fast that people around him looked at Qing Nian and Fatty with strange eyes.

"Yeah, can't you be more patient?" Qing Nian lost his spiritual power, and the fat man immediately felt much better. Now Qing Nian couldn't help but use his spiritual power to resist the heat, and he had to lose twice his weight to the heat.

Fat man.

About an hour later, just when Qing Nian was about to collapse when she was about to run out of energy and convert her mental power to the limit, they finally arrived.

"Well, let's go in." The other party simply tested it and put it in after feeling that Qing Nian and Fatty were of the same age.

As soon as he entered, he felt a cool feeling, and Qing Nian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, Qing Nian, you have to thank me, otherwise how could you break through to the first level again?" Fatty said with a sly smile. Qing Nian laughed and cursed, but it was indeed because of Fatty that he broke through to the first level again.

The excessive use of spiritual power in his body and the excessive speed of operation just now caused him to break through two limits, so he broke through another level in his cultivation level.

Qing Nian and Fatty followed the instructions and came to a very open place. There was a platform at the very front with a huge black stone tablet on it, ten meters high! On both sides of the black stone tablet, two elders were sitting.

Keeping order.

Qing Nian and Fatty found a random place to sit down, and then chatted nonsense. After another two hours, almost everyone had arrived. The door of the Warrior Academy was closed, and those who had just arrived were ruthlessly turned away.

"Okay, now that the people are almost here, we will start the test. Let me first talk about the test process. Everyone comes up and punches the seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple.

If you print red, you can go home. If orange and yellow pass the subsequent test, you can enter the outer door. If green and cyan pass the subsequent test, you can enter the inner door. Blue and purple are special. They will definitely enter the inner door, or they may.

There will be powerful elders who will accept you as your true disciples."

"Those who have passed this test should not think that it has just passed. There are three types of tests, the talent test, the mood test, and the strength test. Only those who have passed the three tests can stay. Okay, no more nonsense.

, let’s start! Be the first in line!” Another elder said again, and the people below began to line up hurriedly, everyone wanted to squeeze forward.

"Fat man, let's go to the back." Qing Nian directly pulled Fatty to the back, because he knew very well that showing strength is just a cover, and showing strength is considered talent? Wrong! After you come into contact with the test monument

, he will automatically test your soul to judge your talent.

No matter how poor your talent is, what's the use if your strength is the best among all? If you have excellent talent, you can change the first three colors with just a little movement of your fingers.

Therefore, Qing Nian pulled Fatty to stand at the end because he was afraid that the test monument would explode when it tested his soul. After all, his soul was extremely huge!

If it doesn't explode, Qing Nian chooses to die.

"Why should we be the last one? Wouldn't it be better to get in early?" The fat man couldn't help but ask. This is a waste of time. Wouldn't it be better to get through early?

"Don't ask why, just listen to me." Qing Nian couldn't explain it to Fatty, a person whose brain circuit is like a maze, so he kept it mysterious. Even if he told it, Fatty would probably think of himself as a psychopath.

"Red Talent, go home and come back next year."

"Yellow talent, um... passed."

No one wasted time in this test of talent, almost all of them were punched. But for this test monument, the color emitted for the first time is the talent, and then the second color will be emitted, which is the power of the punch.

Take red as an example, light red is a low-grade red talent, bright red is a mid-grade red talent, and dark red is a high-grade red talent.

As for the strength of the second flash, light red represents the power of one to four hundred, bright red represents the power of four hundred to eight hundred, and dark red represents the power of eight hundred to one thousand.

Those who have just passed by are almost all bright red powers. As for those with bright red talents, they are currently on their way home.

Qing Nian was not in a hurry and waited slowly. At the same time, he also looked to see if there was anyone with better talent in his class.

"Wow! It turns out to be a low-grade green talent!"

"The power of light orange! It's really amazing!"

A young man came off the stage with a smile. Qing Nian curled his lips. It won't be long before someone breaks this record.

Sure enough! Within a few minutes, another talented young man caused controversy.

"Green top-grade talent! Orange power!"

"It seems that our current class is much better than the last one."

The young man who passed the test smiled proudly, like a victorious rooster, and strode forward with his head held high and his chest high.

Qing Nian curled his lips again. He had just looked at everyone here, and there were two of them. Their talents should reach blue.

When there was only half of the team left, a young man in white clothes and holding a folding fan walked up and smiled at the audience, and instantly a girl's scream could be heard.

A pair of eyes looked at the test monument, put away the folding fan with a swipe, then clenched his fist and punched with lightning speed!

Red! Orange! Yellow! Green! Cyan! Stopped when it reached cyan.

When he put away his fist, the test monument flashed again and turned dark orange.

"Hiss...mid-level cyan talent, dark orange power!"

"Monster, this is..."

At this moment, Qing Nian noticed that there seemed to be several phantoms in the sky, and a smile appeared on his lips. It seemed that some elders in the academy had also come to take a look.

"good."

"You can pay attention to it."

Except for the two elders, no one else could hear their conversation, but there was one exception: Qing Nian.

The reason why they can't hear is because their souls are not strong enough to notice the phantom in the sky. Qing Nian's soul is so powerful that it's as if it's in the deep sea. Naturally, they can hear. It's just that they can't hear clearly, but they are confused.

After listening to a few words, you can guess what is being said.

At this time, a strong young man walked up again. His muscles were well-organized. It seemed that he was well trained physically, but he didn't know what his talent and realm were like.

[Author's digression]: Please collect it.


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