People were lying haphazardly on the arena floor.
"Wow, that was so satisfying! I haven't had this much fun in ages."
With her face bruised and swollen, Gu Zifang lay sprawled on the ground, then rubbed her chest in frustration. "I'm telling you, Shen Qian, even if I'm flat, I'm still at least a tiny bit. Can't you have a little more restraint?"
Shen Qian, whose face was also bruised and swollen, coughed awkwardly, "I wasn't paying attention, I'll definitely do it next time."
"The person who was chosen by the city lord to replace Wang Shuo must have some skills."
Ouyang Fei's face was relatively unharmed, but his body was covered in footprints. He coughed as he got up and said admiringly, "Your strength should be only one step away from becoming a mid-level martial artist, right?"
"More than that, it's already very close, at most half a step!" Gu Zifang, who felt it most deeply, corrected him.
Before sinking, they had to take on all of them, which they were initially unwilling to do.
In this kind of clichéd plot that often appears in movies and TV dramas, the one who gets beaten up is usually an extra, but they don't think they are extras.
However, when Chen Peng, the first to rush forward, was kicked away by Shen Qian, the second person had no choice but to join in.
When even Ouyang Fei finally made his move, and despite being outnumbered eight to one, Gu Zifang had no choice but to join the fight.
If we were to evaluate the situation before it was resolved, it would be a lose-lose situation.
He actually still had some energy left, but there was no need to fight for victory.
This was originally just a friendly match to test our own strength.
Before sinking, he also drew a meticulous conclusion.
...If I were to use chaotic energy, it would feel like it would only take ten seconds to crush them.
But it was all meaningless.
And who knows if others have any hidden cards up their sleeves?
Ouyang Fei and the others are true geniuses who have experienced countless battles and possess their own shrewdness.
At least in this chaotic battle, Chen Qian gained a lot.
"Shen Qian, let me see your exam admission ticket."
Gu Zifang suddenly sat up and stretched her hand out in front of Shen Qian.
Shen Qian was confused, but he still took out his admission ticket and handed it over.
Gu Zifang wrote down the information on Shen Qian's admission ticket, and then asked Ouyang Fei and the others to bring out all the admission tickets.
After muttering to herself for a moment, Gu Zifang looked directly at Shen Qian, who was full of doubt, and said, "I just checked, and Ouyang Fei, three other people, and I are all ahead of you in the 'willpower' and 'combat' assessments. As long as there's time, we'll try our best to reveal the exam content to you!"
“This…” Shen Qian frowned, “Wouldn’t this be considered cheating?”
“Strictly speaking, it doesn’t count.” Ouyang Fei shook his head. “Most other cities do the same thing, providing the most promising people with the necessary intelligence. After all, in the end, it still comes down to real ability. Knowing some things in advance might just give you a slight advantage.”
“Don’t underestimate this slight advantage before you sink; it might just give you a head start at a crucial moment,” Chen Peng nodded.
Shen Qian glanced at the crowd but didn't directly refuse, because he saw longing in their eyes.
Jingcheng has been weak for too long, and the pressure they bear is too heavy.
If it were only for their own future, geniuses like them wouldn't even need to stand here.
Not to mention the consequences if such suspected cheating is discovered.
At that moment, Shen Qian felt a pang of guilt for no apparent reason.
Yes, even though the city government was supporting him and everyone was looking forward to it, deep down, Shen Qian's original intention for taking the college entrance examination was still for his own selfish interests.
He always considered himself an ordinary person.
If you can't even take care of yourself, how can you expect to take care of others?
But at this moment, looking into the sincere eyes of Gu Zifang and the others, Shen Qian inexplicably wavered.
Or perhaps he was already wavering when he went on stage in the morning, but those emotions only surged up at this moment.
"I'll try."
Shen Qian glanced at everyone before finally uttering only these four words.
...
On June 14, it was sunny all over the country.
On this day, across China, more than half a million teenagers left home with hesitation or trepidation, preparing to face the most important "trial" of their lives.
Whether life is a rise or a fall, the first page begins here.
After lunch, Shen Qian changed into a more streamlined set of training clothes, still in white.
He walked out of the hotel lobby, and his gaze was immediately drawn to a person on the roadside.
He was a tall young man with long hair, wearing a black trench coat, holding a rough wooden sword in his hand, staring at Shen Qian with a smile on his lips.
Shen Qian inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity, while at the same time, there was a faint but familiar aura emanating from the young man that was oppressive to Shen Qian.
Mountains and seas.
"Fifth Senior Brother?" Shen Qian asked, having guessed what was going on.
"It's me." The young man nodded, then smiled and said, "Why didn't you contact me when you came to the provincial capital? Didn't Xiao Liuzi tell you?"
Little Willow...
Shen Qian almost burst out laughing, but quickly composed himself and explained, "I only arrived yesterday. I was planning to visit my senior after the college entrance exam."
"You're very good. Your teacher's judgment is getting better and better."
The young man looked around at Shenqian and sighed.
Although they had never met before, Shen Qian had already memorized the names of all his senior brothers and sisters.
After all, they're all top performers.
The fifth senior brother's name is Lingxiao, which sounds like a very cool name.
While Ling Xiao was sizing up Shen Qian, Shen Qian was also secretly sizing up Ling Xiao. At first glance, the fifth and sixth senior brothers seemed to be the same type of people, both belonging to the image of wandering Jianghu heroes in martial arts novels.
Compared to Liu Changqing, Ling Xiao was more carefree... and also more neat and tidy.
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