In addition, there is common knowledge about martial arts, including basic knowledge of martial arts cultivation, understanding of martial arts levels, details of each stage of a nine-rank martial artist, common situations involving alien races, and common classifications and basic knowledge of rare and precious materials.
The written exam runs from 9 a.m. to 5 p.m., with a break from 12 p.m. to 2 p.m. All exams are conducted in the students' own classrooms, and students are not allowed to leave the exam room.
The written exam score is out of 500, which is not difficult for a top student like Chen Feng who relies on his academic performance to boost his overall score.
However, for those martial arts fanatics who are obsessed with martial arts training and only know how to practice stances and martial arts techniques, they basically sleep through their academic classes.
Therefore, during exams, these students often scratch their heads, look around, and try to gain something by relying on their good eyesight.
However, for the cultural exams, students sat at individual desks, more than two meters apart, and the proctors were constantly patrolling the area, giving them no chance at all.
Finally, at 5 p.m., the exam ended, and the teachers collected the papers. Chen Feng had been resting with his eyes closed for nearly an hour, and just like in the morning, he completed all the questions in about two hours.
"Brother Feng, how did the exam go?" Zhou Ping came over and put his arm around Chen Feng's shoulder to ask.
"Sigh, there's one question I'm not sure about," Chen Feng sighed, causing a student next to him to almost jump off the steps. Fortunately, his stance was solid, and he swayed a few times before swaying back to his original position.
I really want to punch someone! I'm only sure I got a few questions right, but Chen Feng is the only one I'm not sure about at Versailles. How am I supposed to live like this?
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