However, after seeing Ji Ming's location, Ji Yuanlong suddenly hesitated. Today is the day for Zhantian College's enrollment, everyone knew it. But his cousin actually came to ask for help at the place where Zhantian College enrolls students.
Signal, this is obviously to give eye drops to Zhantian Academy.
Many times, there is still an inexplicable fear towards the Epoch Dragon of Zhantian Academy. This fear of the Epoch Dragon is unknown, but it seems to be innate. So after seeing where Ji Ming is, especially today,
Ji Yuanlong doesn't want to go through it too much.
But Ji Ming's news came again and again, and he said a lot of unpleasant things. He said that the other party was not afraid of him at all, nor was he afraid of him, and also said that he would settle the score with him. Finally, in the last message from Ji Ming,
Ji Yuanlong saw a reason why he had to go, because the last message from Ji Minglai said that the person who bullied him was called Mo Han.
After seeing Mo Han's name, Ji Yuanlong's nameless fire immediately rose. He forgot all about Zhantian Academy and the days of Zhantian Academy's enrollment, and took his few four or five
Followers, quickly walked towards the square in front of Zhantian Academy.
In front of the square of Zhantian Academy, Mo Han squatted next to Ji Ming, with a joking look on his face: "Why hasn't your cousin come yet? Is it because he is scared? Don't you dare to come?"
After being kicked several times by Mo Han, Ji Ming found it difficult to even make a sound. Now he was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and he no longer had the energy to answer Mo Han's questions.
"Oh, when have you ever been afraid of this young master!" Mo Han's voice had just fallen when it was heard by Ji Yuanlong who happened to be here.
"Hey, Master Ji, are you here?" Mo Han stood up, stepped on Ji Ming with one foot, and said directly: "I remember the bet the two of us made a week ago? You lost the bet,
You haven't fulfilled your bet yet, is it that you, the dignified young master of the Ji family, are so untrustworthy?"
Ji Yuan Long, who was originally angry, came here. After being told by Mo Han, he especially saw the black thunder in Mo Han's hand, and his whole body's aura couldn't help but drop: "This young master is the eldest young master of the Ji Zi Chamber of Commerce.
How could you not admit it?"
Mo Han sneered: "Then you should cash in on your bet now, otherwise don't blame me for not reminding you. Those Yuan stones you owe me are enough for me to wreak havoc on you for a long time. Moreover, my
Patience is limited, give you another week,
If you don't send me the bet, then I will let you know what regret is. Anyway, you should have a lot of Yuanshi. With the Battle Sky Order, I seem to have many privileges in Battle Sky City. I will
Let you know what despair is."
After finishing speaking, Mo Han raised his foot on Ji Ming and kicked Ji Ming directly towards where Ji Yuanlong was: "His ransom is one million high-grade Yuan stones. I will keep it for you.
Don’t forget the one-week deadline.”
Just when Ji Yuanlong wanted to fly again, a person suddenly flew out from the sky above the Zhantian Academy Square and stood in the air: "The annual enrollment of Zhantian Academy has officially begun. Anyone who does not follow the rules of Zhantian Academy will be
They will be directly obliterated by Zhantian Academy; anyone who causes trouble during the enrollment period of Zhantian Academy will be directly obliterated by Zhantian Academy!"
Ji Yuanlong, who was about to speak out, suddenly stopped and covered his mouth with both hands, for fear that he would say something wrong. Others may not know who the person standing above Zhantian Academy is, but Ji Yuanlong
I know. He is the dean of academic affairs of Zhantian College. He is mainly responsible for the rules of Zhantian College. Many people call him Compass because he is selfless and will not tolerate anyone who violates the rules.
Mo Han glanced at Ji Yuanlong provocatively, hoping that Ji Yuanlong would become violent so that he could cheat Jiyuan Dragon again. Unexpectedly, Ji Yuanlong would give in decisively, which made Mo Han feel regretful for a long time.
"Okay, the admissions examination of Zhantian College has now officially begun. All students who come to register should take one step forward, and all parents who come with their children to register should take two steps back." The academic director of Zhantian College, who was standing in the air, said towards him.
He said to the crowd below. His voice was not loud, but everyone heard it clearly and was extremely convinced.
Mo Han and Han Wenqiang looked at each other and didn't understand why the academic director of Zhantian College did this. After all, they were all standing together. Even if the person who signed up took one step forward and the person who accompanied him to sign up took two steps back, there would be no problem.
It is impossible to distinguish which ones are here to sign up and which ones are here to accompany them.
However, although they were full of doubts, Mo Han did not hesitate at all and decisively followed his words and took a step forward.
Step by step, just this gentle step, Mo Han felt his body suddenly shake, and the scene in front of him completely changed.
There are no bustling crowds here, and there is no Zhantian Academy covering an area of 1,000 square kilometers. The only thing that is the same here is that there is still a huge square. On this square, pots made of unknown materials are neatly and regularly placed.
Bells, and all the kettlebells are placed together in five different colors: red, blue, yellow, green and white.
One after another, registered students appeared next to Mo Han, but no one showed up where the kettlebells were placed. Everyone who came here looked confused and didn't know how they got here.
Han Wenqiang and Mo Han came here together, and the teleportation also sent them here: "The first level of the Zhantian Academy entrance test is the kettlebell test. The kettlebells are divided into five colors, namely red, blue and yellow.
Green and white are the five colors on the square. Each color corresponds to a different weight of kettlebells. The red one is the last and the white one is the lightest.
.A red kettlebell is 200,000 kilograms, a blue one is 100,000 kilograms, a yellow one is 60,000 kilograms, a green one is 40,000 kilograms, and a white one is 20,000 kilograms. And different kettlebells correspond to different levels of practice.
Blue corresponds to the warrior stage, yellow corresponds to the warrior stage, green corresponds to the butterfly stage, and white corresponds to body refiners below the butterfly stage."
Mo Han raised his eyebrows, as if he felt that Han Wenqiang knew a little too much. Because no one else around Mo Han spoke, even if they said a few words casually, they were not as detailed as what Han Wenqiang said: "How do you know?
So clear?"
Han Wenqiang gave a wry smile: "Actually, what I was wronged for since childhood was not to be a successful businessman, but to become a great physical practitioner. But my father is a businessman, and I have a strong talent in business.
, so I embarked on this path of doing business. However, I never forgot that I wanted to become a great alchemist.
The idea of a physical scholar, so I know more about the rules here. In fact, as for the admission rules of Zhantian Academy, anyone with a certain background and family background will know it. It’s just that everyone with a certain background and family background will go to Immortal God.
There are very few people who come to Zhantian Academy, so no one knows about it, or they don’t know much about it.”
Mo Han nodded, and when he was about to let Han Wenqiang explain in detail, the academic director who appeared outside appeared in this space again: "Okay, everyone who comes to study at Zhantian College has already come here.
Those who come here can only be asked to wait for a while. The rules just mentioned by this classmate are good, but I would like to add a few more points."
"First, Zhantian College is a college with semi-military management. All students must obey the management of the college, otherwise everything will be determined by school regulations."
"Second, the different colors of the kettlebells here correspond to different levels of cultivation. Each of you must choose the appropriate kettlebell according to your own level of cultivation. Each person only has one chance. Once you choose the wrong one, it will prove that you have failed the first level.
, go back and forth from wherever you are.”
"Third, any guy who can lift the corresponding kettlebell for two hours according to his cultivation level will pass the first level of kettlebell test and can enter the second level."
"Okay, little guys, this is the rule for the first level of kettlebells. If you already understand it clearly, then start the test. If you don't understand the rules clearly, start the test too. I said that everyone only has one chance.
No matter what the circumstances, you only have one chance.
Just like your life. Little guys who didn't hear clearly, you have two choices now, either quit now, or try your luck. Finally, I would like to warn some guys with evil intentions, Zhantian Academy
The school rules are very strict and we don’t like dishonest people.”
After finishing speaking, the academic director turned around and left without supervising them at all.
Mo Han and Han Wenqiang looked at each other and walked forward directly to the area where the red kettlebells were placed at the front and stopped.
"You have such a thin body, do you also want to choose a red kettlebell? You must know that this red kettlebell weighs 200,000 kilograms, and the corresponding cultivation level is at least the Martial Emperor stage. Are you sure you can lift it?
Two hours?" Han Wenqiang looked at Mo Han's frail body and said with great suspicion: "There is really only one chance. If you fail to move, you will be eliminated."
Mo Han raised his brows, as if he was very dissatisfied with Han Wenqiang's suspicion: "Little fat man, you are so fat that you don't look like a body refiner at all. Aren't you looking for death in the Red Realm?"
While Mo Han and Han Wenqiang were bickering, some of the people who came to take the entrance test had already found the corresponding kettlebell according to their own cultivation level, some were still hesitating, and some came to the red* domain.
kettlebell, wondering whether to lift the red one.
At the top of the Zhantian Tower, five old men and the Zhantian Guard Leader were paying close attention to this test, or in other words, to Mo Han.
"Two interesting little guys, one is fat and the other is thin, but their physical training has reached the early stage of warriors." Mr. Qiu took a sip of tea and suddenly said something shocking: "Let's bet once.
Bet on whether these two little guys can lift the red kettlebell!"