Chapter 28 Entrance Examination

"Fang Ling, right?"

The male teacher looked at Fang Ling who was following him and noticed the prosthesis on his left leg at a glance.

Can a lame man kill an opponent of a higher level?

I had my doubts in my heart, but I didn't show them.

"It's me." Fang Ling replied quickly.

"My name is Lin Tianyang. I'm a teacher in the college. You can call me Teacher Tianyang." The male teacher introduced himself.

"Teacher Tianyang." Fang Ling immediately changed the address.

Lin Tianyang nodded slightly and pointed at the information on the pale golden certificate:

"When you were level six, did you really kill a fallen soul master by leaps and bounds? Now you are nine years old, what level are you?"

Facing his doubts, Fang Ling took out the Spirit Hall badge as proof, and replied in a neither humble nor arrogant manner:

"I killed him. He's already level 12."

Lin Tianyang warned: "If you dare to cheat, the consequences will be serious."

Fang Ling was not frightened, instead he showed a bit of enthusiasm for fighting:

"I dare not hide it from the teacher, my martial spirit is a sickle, and I like fighting."

"So even though I got a recommendation letter that allowed me to enroll directly in Fasno Province, I chose to cross the Barak Kingdom and come here from Notting College in Fasno Province to take the entrance examination."

"I hope to get the best combat instruction!"

Rapid upgrades are too conspicuous and it is easy to be labeled as a fallen soul master.

Therefore, the character must be built early on, by forcing the potential within the body through battle and death.

That makes sense.

Lin Tianyang punched Fang Ling lightly on the chest and praised: "Good boy, you have a good eye."

"Come, test your soul power."

After a short wait, the yellow crystal ball in Fang Ling's hand emitted a faint hazy glow.

It's not impressive, but it's definitely level twelve.

If one item matches, then there is a high possibility that the others are not lying.

Lin Tianyang was very satisfied. He took the letter of recommendation and returned the light golden Spirit Hall certificate to Fang Ling.

Then he hooked his finger at a student standing next to him:

"Hey, you bring Fang Ling in to take the entrance exam."

"I understand, teacher."

"Remember to have him give the certificate to Director Ou to have a look. If possible, have him take the test first."

"I understand, teacher."

Seeing Fang Ling walk from the back of the team to the front and then enter the academy earlier than them, there was a sudden commotion outside.

If they can do it so easily, what are those of us who are queuing?

Some candidates were not happy and pointed at Fang Ling's back angrily: "Teacher, why can he cut in line?"

"That's right. Whose noble family is he from? Why can he cut in line?"

"We don't accept it!"

…

Lin Tianyang's handsome face flashed with anger, and he resisted the urge to hit someone:

"Get lost if you don't agree!"

"Others can kill a Level 6 Soul Master who is generally stronger than a Level 1 Fallen Soul Master, and they have proof from the Spirit Hall. Can you do it? Ah!"

"Those who can, please step forward. You can also cut in line and go in directly!"

No one dared to reply, their eyes were filled with shock.

Those who can register for the War King Intermediate Soul Master Academy are all one-ring soul masters, and they all know the huge bonus that soul rings bring to combat.

Not to mention that the man just now was a cripple.

A level 6 soul warrior killed a level 1 soul master?

A powerful fallen soul master at that.

This is simply unimaginable!

Fang Ling didn't know about the incident at the entrance of the college.

The students followed the guide and arrived at an arena.

A short, stocky, gray-haired old man was in charge of the assessment.

The attack was so ruthless that Fang Ling had to grimace in dismay.

The student waited for one person to finish the assessment, and immediately rushed up with Fang Ling.

"Director Ou, there is a little genius here with a certificate from the Spirit Hall. Teacher Tianyang asked me to bring it to you to see."

Fang Ling respectfully handed over the certificate at the appropriate time.

The gray-haired Director Ou took it without much concern and glanced at it casually at first.

Then he was attracted by the light golden texture of the handle. He read it carefully, and looked at Fang Ling in disbelief.

The broken leg was particularly eye-catching. "When did it break?" he asked.

"Before awakening my martial soul, I was a beggar." Fang Ling replied.

Director Ou nodded slightly and asked in detail:

"How did you defeat a first-ring fallen soul master?"

"Exploited forest complex environment."

Fang Ling simply said this, and then explained in more detail:

"That fallen soul master is about the same age as me, half a level of innate, but when we meet again he looks like a young man."

"I'm small, quick, I like fighting, I train every day, and I won't be blocked by branches and vines."

"He chased into the woods and had difficulty moving. I found that he was inexperienced and not good at fighting, so I used branches to block my position and then attacked from the bottom three directions and killed him."

Director Ou's short white beard twitched as he praised, "Good, good, good!"

"It's a good idea, and it's really courageous. And it's the first time I hear a cripple say he is agile."

"I'm eager to see it."

He pointed to the table next to the arena, behind which there was a student taking notes.

"Come, you will take the entrance examination now, go and register."

"In fact, logically speaking, you have a certificate issued by the Demon Hunting Battalion of the Angel Legion of the Spirit Hall, which has already proved your combat talent. We should just accept you."

"But who made you arouse my curiosity?"

"Ah?" Fang Ling, who was registering nearby, couldn't help but look up when he heard that.

Director Ou said: "It will be beneficial to fight with me. Fighting is inevitable in the War King Academy, and fighting is inevitable to get hurt."

"I can introduce you to a teacher. The teacher's wife is gentle and beautiful, and she is also a healing soul master."

"Healing Soul Master!" Fang Ling's pupils shrank instantly.

He originally wanted to show off his talent, but he didn't expect this to be a benefit.

It doesn't matter whether the master's wife is beautiful or not, the key is that she is gentle and a healing soul master.

Since he is gentle, it is impossible that he would block him like the healing soul master of Notting College.

"Start now?" Fang Ling was eager to try.

Director Ou waved at him and said, "Come towards me. I am the Soul King. Just attack me boldly."

Without hesitation, a cold light flashed, and a sharp sickle immediately appeared in Fang Ling's hand.

A bright yellow hundred-year soul ring rose from under his feet, swaying lightly up and down.

Light up the soul ring, activate the star mole transformation, and the nerve reflex speed will suddenly increase by 30%.

Fang Ling didn't wait and rushed straight towards Director Ou.

The person opposite me is a Soul King, and there is no way a small soul master like me can hurt him.

He will definitely give me space to perform.

Therefore, what is needed is to display one's own fighting skills and advantages to the greatest extent.

This is Fang Ling's understanding.

What are his advantages?

His fighting skills are of course Scythe Technique Lv1 and Body Technique Lv1, as well as the coordination between the two.

But this is not the main point. The biggest advantage is of course the super fast nerve reflex speed.

Fang Ling rushed towards Director Ou quickly with the knife in his right hand, holding the sickle horizontally.

From left to right, he slashed horizontally at Director Ou's neck.

In an instant, the sickle made a sound of breaking wind.

The air seemed to be cut apart, and the trajectory was sharp and dangerous.

"Good boy, you are so murderous!"

Director Ou's eyelids twitched.

How could an assessment be performed by chopping directly at the neck?

He reacted very quickly, took a step forward, and instantly raised his hand, trying to block Fang Ling's arm.

Unexpectedly, Fang Ling reacted faster and allowed him to block his right arm.

The martial spirit was put away, and then appeared in the left hand in an instant.

With the help of Director Ou's resistance, he raised his left hand diagonally upwards.

Director Ou's eyes widened: "Oh ~ Danger! Danger!"

(End of this chapter)