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Chapter 21 Hazy Drizzle

Lei Xia Zeney, the high platform for the general election.

The noisy city in the past is particularly lively today. In addition to the square towers representing the four major factions, there are seats for several other factions around the platform. Although their strength is not as strong as these four, for many ordinary people, they are also

An excellent place to go.

Now there was a buzz of people around the high platform, and young people holding wooden signs climbed up the steps.

These are relatively powerful newcomers who have passed two assessments. The previous two rounds of assessments were one on literacy and reciting and interpreting classics, and the other were tests on arithmetic and calculation.

Although these two items are not difficult, they still exclude most ordinary people. After all, not every young person has the opportunity to receive education.

Currently it is the third item, which is the assessment of physical fitness and combat effectiveness.

Because there were a large number of people, it was not a one-on-one competition at the beginning. Instead, the banner was pulled out directly and the high platform was divided into 4 blocks. Then the newcomers were allowed to enter in batches and fight in a melee with wooden knives and wooden swords. Each group was 10

People, quickly fight and eliminate them.

The top three winners will naturally advance to the next round, but even the losers will stay if the watching masters think the seedlings are good.

There is no so-called talent screening instrument in this world. Even some masters cannot completely determine the future of a certain young person.

How far a person can go in the end, and what level he reaches, there are really too many variables in this. The factors include his own intelligence, spirituality, training qualifications, will, perseverance, opportunities, resources, changes along the way, etc., alone.

Practicing qualifications really can't mean anything. Moreover, after the changes in the world, will, spirituality, and perseverance are all valued more by the major factions.

The purpose of the general election is also to select the better seedlings among them, absorb and cultivate them. If the base is large, there will definitely be a few who can support the family in the future.

"Batch 27, the preliminary round is over." The referee announced loudly, and several senior chefs watching beside him nodded slightly.

Lorraine Hill was wearing a stolen blue dress and standing in a selection field holding a wooden sword. There were two people standing not far away from her, one was a big man holding a wooden hammer, and the other was also a girl. She was holding a wooden hammer.

The sword has a wooden handle, and there are still wisps of green light on the sword that have not dissipated.

Then, under the guidance of the venue staff, the three people came to the side for further registration.

"Hello, write down your name and place of birth here." A piece of pale yellow paper was spread on the table, with a neat long grid outlined in red lines.

"Okay." The three of them walked over.

A few minutes later.

"Tang Nanlian, Kaixiazhou Shuiming Town, age 17." The staff member asked for verification.

"Yeah, that's right." The girl replied briskly, her voice as lively as an oriole.

"Jia Lan, Wuyu Village, Minzezhou, age 17."

"Yes." Lorraine Hill nodded. This is the pseudonym she came up with recently. After all, the four-character Lorraine Hill is too special compared to the common 2-3 character names. It is better to keep it simple.

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"Digu Mountain, Wumeng Mountain in Jilaozhou, age 20."

"Exactly." The sturdy man with the wooden hammer from before responded gruffly.

"Okay, this is the new nameplate. The three of you will wait for a moment. The second round of selection will be held later."

After finishing speaking, the staff member gave three numbered wooden signs to the three people, and then they were the next batch of registered candidates.

After getting the wooden sign, Lorraine Hill waved to Yu Baichou in the distance to express good luck. After seeing the latter's response, she and a few people around her walked to the waiting seats aside and sat down.

After sitting down for a while, the people around me started talking. Because they were all young people of similar age, there were many topics to talk about.

"Wow, I didn't expect that I passed the preliminary round smoothly this time. God bless me."

"Hahaha, let's encourage each other. I wonder where this brother is from. Maybe he will be from the same school in the future."

"My hometown is Kurosawa..."

Several people started talking, exchanging information excitedly.

"What do you think will be assessed next?" asked a young man wearing a blue robe.

"It seems to be a one-on-one competition, because there are not many people, so we have this margin."

"Hey, are we killing one on one? What if it's someone who hasn't practiced martial arts much before?"

"No, no, no, we are sparring with the masters of those sects. The purpose is of course not to defeat the opponent, but to show off our own strengths."

"That's good. After all, I haven't seen much blood before, and my hands are very raw. It's my dad's fault, he's always worried about me having an accident." The young man in blue robe said this, but he smiled widely.

flower.

"Haha, this is also a misunderstanding among ordinary people. In fact, the sects value those geniuses with outstanding specialties rather than mediocre talents who are average in all aspects."

"I see. This dear friend is so well-informed. He must have made a lot of preparations."

"Of course, I have a brother in my family who has experienced general elections before, so he knows more."

"Envy, I wish I had an older brother and sister to take care of me."

"There is nothing to envy. If the general election is passed today, everyone here is of the same age and are good brothers who live and die together."

"Wonderful, wonderful~" Everyone burst into laughter.

"This is easy to say. If I pass it later, I will treat everyone to a big dinner tonight." The young man in blue robes at the head stood up and said high-spirited.

Other young people at the waiting table also smiled and cheered in agreement.

Lorraine Hill was sitting under a bamboo eaves that provided shade, listening to the bustle coming from the side, and couldn't help but feel a burst of laughter. It really felt like youth, so confident and ambitious.

Strange, why do I think this way? Am I getting old? The girl is looking at herself

"Sister Jialan." Just as Lorraine Hill was thinking, a brisk voice sounded from the side.

She turned around and saw that it was the other girl who was on the same stage with her just now, her name seemed to be Tang Nanlian.

"Is Sister Jialan a local?" the girl with a voice like an oriole asked curiously.

"Well, why do you ask this?" Lorraine Hill's face under the gauze blinked.

"Because it doesn't look like him. It feels like he comes from another big family."

Alas, is she so bad at disguise? The girl couldn't help but recall that in the past, when she was the successor of Carites, she was also discovered by Jelinek on the same day.

"Because Sister Jialan is so calm and calm, and her aura is also very subtle. She has the feeling of a master. Yes, that's it, very powerful." The girl clasped her hands together and praised her metaphor.

After hearing this explanation, Lorraine Hill shook his head helplessly, not knowing how to answer this lively girl.

Fortunately, this girl was an acquaintance. After seeing that Lorraine Hill didn't reject her very much, she happily introduced herself.

"My name is Tang Nanlian. I come from Shuiming Town. I will become the most famous doctor in the world in the future." She said as she patted her slightly rising chest.

"My name is Jia Lan, I guess I come from Minzezhou. In fact, I lived in seclusion before and didn't know much about the outside world." Lorraine Hill recalled the way of introduction in the past.

"Why do you want to become the most famous doctor in the world?" she asked curiously.

"Because this is very powerful." The girl clenched her fists.

"Sister Jia Lan, think about it. If a girl is involved in fighting and killing, there may be all kinds of rumors, and there are not many other suitable professions."

"Besides, it's great to be a famous doctor. Not only can you make a lot of money, but you are also very respected. Those masters and nobles don't have to ask for help from you. This is such a happy thing." The girl's eyes seemed to have little stars.

"Giggle, I think this is because I want to be pampered and held up by others." Lorraine Hill said with a smile.

"Of course, isn't this the wish of all girls? I just want to live like this." She said confidently, her pretty face filled with pride and her eyes wide open.

"Maybe, but some things may not last forever." Lorraine Hill looked at the girl.

"Hey, Sister Jialan is wrong in thinking like this~ Why does it have to take a long time to do it? Besides, everything is possible."

"If something is worth trying and doing because it takes a long time, that would be too boring, just like, like, the old gentleman in the town always likes to talk about big things." The girl thought hard about the words.

"Yes, that's it. Just like when I see a red fruit on the roadside, I want to try it, regardless of whether it is sour or not."

"Giggle, yes. In fact, what you said is not wrong." Lorraine Hill saw a special kind of vitality in her. Looking back on himself, sometimes he is too obsessed with the so-called rightness, but ignores the joy of life.

"Yeah, I'm right, hehe." After being praised, the girl laughed happily like a cat being stroked.

After that, the two continued to talk, talking about the screening just now, and the situation of the second round of assessment. As time passed slowly, the preliminary round gradually came to an end.

After this preliminary screening, about 200 people entered the second round.

The high platform was divided into several grids again, and then the newcomers who were called to their numbers walked on the stage one by one to accept the sparring test from the masters of the sect.

"No. 62, Tang Nanlian."

"Here, here." The girl in light green gauze stepped onto the high platform and waved to Lorraine Hill before leaving.

"I'll go up first, Sister Jialan."

"Go ahead and wish you good luck." Lorraine Hill waved his hand in response.

The two of them are similar in height and look about the same age. Why are they called sister? A thought came to the girl's mind, but before she had time to think about it, another voice sounded.

"No. 65, Jialan."

"Okay." She stood up, picked up an iron sword on the shelf beside her, and walked onto the stage.

Compared with the preliminary round, this time it is more serious, and the newcomers participating in the selection can use unopened weapons.

"Hello, my name is Jia Lan, from Minzezhou." Luo Lanxier saluted slightly and looked at the old man in front of him.

He was about forty or fifty years old, wearing a blue and white cloth coat, and a blue cloth turban on his head, with five-color silk threads wrapped around it. His hands were slightly raised behind his back, and a long knife was held in his rough hands, which had not yet been unsheathed.

After seeing Lorraine Hill take the stage, he nodded slightly, as if he felt that the girl in front of him had light and balanced steps, which was very good.

"Attack me with your weapons and use your best skills. Let's get started." He didn't waste any time and spoke directly.

"yes."

Lorraine Hill stood on the stage, looked at the old man in front of him, stood still for a moment, and slowly raised the long sword in his hand from his side.

The ordinary iron sword in his hand was like autumn water, stained with the fog in the mountains and swamps. When the fog was lifted, it also crossed the sword's edge and gathered at the tip of the sword.

The crystal water droplets were cut in half in the cold air, and then the sword edge was like a shadowless cold light, going straight into the face of the old man in front of him.

The short moment seemed as long as a century. When the old man came back to his senses, a long sword was already placed in front of his neck. Although it had not stabbed, the cold air from the tip of the sword still made people dare not move at will.

The hazy water mist dissipated, leaving a cool feeling on the neck, and the figure of the girl in front of him gradually became clear.

Seeing this surprising scene, the referee watching on the side was temporarily distracted. Soon after, the audience understood what happened and let out a cry of amazement.

"It's amazing."

"This kind of talent is really rare..."

"It was so fast. I didn't even realize it, but it was over."

"Can that old guy do it? He was taken down so easily by a girl."

Various comments came from the crowd below, and for a while the factions on the surrounding square towers also noticed the girl.

"It's interesting."

"It looks like another good seed has emerged."

"Let's send someone to contact him next."

....

While others were talking about it, the old man in front of Lorraine Hill on the stage was a little unable to get off the stage. The old man blushed and picked up the scabbard to separate the sword's edge.

"Let's do it again. I was a little negligent just now."

"Yeah." Lorraine Hill didn't argue, took a few steps back, and stood still again.

But this time, the old man held the long knife in his hand, leaned down slightly, and looked at the figure in front of him intently.

Although his current strength is not as good as before, before the world changed, he was also a master of Sequence 6, and he still has good vision.

The girl slowly raised her sword again, as if to demonstrate. She did not change her moves, but remained the same as before.

Looking at the slowly raised sword blade, the old man's pupils shrank, and the long sword in his hand was drawn out like a silver sword, cutting through the cold air and slashing horizontally towards the opposite figure.

clang--

A crisp metallic chirping sound resounded in the air, followed by a long trembling sound. Countless tiny water droplets flew off the blade. Then, the long knife fell from the air and was inserted upside down into the wooden platform.

The iron sword was like an extension of the arm, falling lightly in front of the old man and pointing directly at his neck, just like the reenactment of the scene just now.

The audience once again burst into cheers of amazement.

"This person's talent is beyond measure..."

"Wow, it seems like there will be a big shot in this election."

Amid the commotion around him, the host on stage also announced loudly.

"Jia Lan, advance."

The girl in the blue feather dress stood quietly in the drizzle, her appearance under the veil dreamy and world-famous.


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