Not long after, the results of the written test came out!
The list was posted on the bulletin board in the square, and it quickly attracted a lot of attention.
"Oh dear! My mom used to tell me to study hard, but I just wouldn't listen. The allure of a beautiful woman can really do you a disservice!"
A man was seen struggling to squeeze through the crowd, gazing at his bottom-ranked score from afar, sighing incessantly.
"I didn't have the chance to go to school when I was a child, and now I can't even recognize all the characters. But I've tried my best! Hehe!"
Another middle-aged man echoed this sentiment, seemingly already aware of his ranking.
"Mo Yan! Mo Yan! Hahaha! Come and see, you're number one!"
Just then, a loud, exaggerated laugh rang out, instantly attracting everyone's attention. Everyone was curious to know who this first-place winner, Mo Yan, really was.
Mo Yan's legs have fully recovered. He was wearing a white T-shirt and black trousers, exuding an extraordinary and refined aura.
At this moment, facing the curious and inquisitive gazes of the crowd, he pursed his lips slightly, a hint of nervousness showing on his face.
Beside him stood the tall Huang Sicong, who was grinning from ear to ear, as if he were the one who had won first place.
Ignoring the probing gazes, Mo Yan asked Huang Sicong in a low voice, "Have you seen your ranking?"
"Not yet, but it's unlikely to be in the top ten anyway!" Huang Sicong replied nonchalantly.
Upon hearing this, Mo Yan quickly scanned the list, then pulled Huang Sicong aside and said, "You're ranked 18th, that's pretty good!"
Huang Sicong grinned and chuckled after receiving Mo Yan's praise, then said, "That's right, I'll definitely do better next time!"
Not far away, Huang Shiyuan, Huang Sicong's grandfather, was holding Mo Yan's father Mo Fei's hand tightly, his face full of gratitude.
He said excitedly, "My son Xiao Cong is really grateful for your Mo Yan's care and guidance! Now he's much more motivated than before, and he no longer spends all his time playing those boring games!"
Mo Fei blushed and said, "Grandpa, your Xiao Cong is a very good person. He is generous, has a good personality, and is also very hardworking in his cultivation."
Huang Shiyuan listened, his smile never fading.
Jiang Wanwan, Elder Xia, Lin Weiguo, and Yan Ziyan were reviewing the exam papers in the main hall.
As he held the test paper, Elder Xia muttered, "This written test method is excellent. It not only allows disciples to master the basic knowledge of cultivation, but also introduces new ideas and, most importantly, regulates their behavior."
Old Master Xia thought about the cultivation practices on his original continent, which were all about "brute force"—as long as you were powerful, that was enough. He didn't care whether his disciples' thoughts had gone astray, let alone anything about scientific cultivation.
Jiang Wanwan carefully reviewed the ten test papers and found that Mo Yan, Jiang Beixing, and Jiang Nanxing had firmly secured the top three positions.
The next seven places were all taken by special forces soldiers, with no other candidates able to break into the top ten. Jiang Qinian, however, managed to squeeze into the top ten with a score of exactly tenth.
The second day of the martial arts test soon arrived, and Jiang Wanwan and Qin Ze's group sat calmly on the high platform. The square was crowded with people, many of whom had brought small stools to watch the excitement.
With the referee's whistle, the melee officially began!
In order to allow more people to see the sect competition, the television station broadcast the martial arts competition live.
On the V Live platform, the top commentator held up his camera and enthusiastically provided commentary on the live match.
In an instant, the entire arena descended into chaos. Various martial arts techniques and skills intertwined in the air, dazzling yet concealing deadly intent.
The contestants displayed their unique skills, some wielding swords, some using their fists, and others manipulating spirit blades. Everyone gave their all, hoping to survive a little longer amidst the chaos.
Huang Sicong pulled Mo Yan, Jiang Beixing, Jiang Nanxing, and Yuanbao into an alliance, and the five of them guarded a corner alone.
Given Jiang Beixing's cultivation level, almost no one dared to step forward, and the group remained seated until the end of the competition.
After a fierce battle, fifty survivors quickly emerged.
"Luckily, I'm smart enough to have built a good relationship with Teacher Beixing beforehand!" Huang Sicong laughed smugly, raising his chin to signal Mo Yan to look ahead.
Following his gaze, one could see a contestant not far away, covered in dirt and bruises, with blood streaming from his nose. Upon closer inspection, his face was bruised and swollen, and his clothes were tattered and torn like rags.
One word: Terrible!
Seeing this, Mo Yan nodded silently. He had to admit that they did benefit from Teacher Bei Xing's help in the first round; otherwise, the two of them would have had to expend a lot of effort in the first round.
"Teacher Beixing, let's team up together later!" Huang Sicong looked at Jiang Beixing expectantly, his eyes sparkling.
"Teacher Beixing, my top-of-the-line gaming setup is perfect for you. I'll send it over to you later, Teacher Beixing!" Huang Sicong seized the opportunity to quickly express his loyalty.
Jiang Nanxing tugged at her brother's sleeve and whispered, "Playing with the top-of-the-line version should be really fun, bro! Say yes!"
Jiang Beixing nodded in agreement.
Not long after Huang Sicong had finalized his team selection, the second group competition began!
The five team captains drew lots, and the team that drew the first lot advanced directly. The remaining four teams competed in pairs, and the two winning teams then decided to determine the winner, who would then face the team that drew the first lot in the final showdown.
Huang Sicong and others were lucky, receiving a bye in the first round.
They stood in the stands watching other teams play, analyzing their opponents' tactics and weaknesses.
The competition was extremely fierce, especially the team of special forces soldiers led by Jiang Qinian. Although their cultivation level was not high, they had excellent teamwork and their moves were fast, ruthless and accurate.
They have won two games in a row, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, Huang Sicong's team will face off against Jiang Qinian's special forces team this afternoon.
"As expected of special forces soldiers, their physical strength, endurance, and teamwork are unmatched by us. The only one we can boast about is Teacher Beixing!" Huang Sicong exclaimed.
Upon hearing this, his teammates all nodded in agreement.
At this moment, Huang Sicong was carefully observing the situation on the field, constantly analyzing the opponent's weaknesses and strengths. The others surrounded him, discussing tactics for the afternoon's match.
Finally, it was Huang Sicong's turn to take the stage.
Upon entering the arena, Jiang Beixing unleashed his spiritual power without restraint, launching a powerful attack to disrupt the connection between the ten opponents.
However, the other side seemed to have been prepared. They did not panic in the face of Jiang Beixing's attack. Jiang Qinian calmly issued the orders.
Five members of the opposing team's ten-man squad immediately stepped forward, tightly holding back Jiang Beixing and preventing him from continuing to exert his influence.
Meanwhile, the other five people quickly formed a formation and attacked one by one, swiftly defeating Huang Sicong and the others and throwing them off the stage.
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