Mock college entrance examination

As a senior high school student preparing for the college entrance exam, all the required courses had already been completed. The last hundred days were mainly for reviewing and taking various exams. Every Monday morning, there was a very important mock exam.

Under the impatient urging of the teacher, Li Yao took a deep breath and stepped into the "exam pod" marked with his student number. The pod door closed, and the world became utterly silent.

"Even without Peng Hai's personal guidance, I will get into the 'Nine Elite Universities.' I will work hard, and I fear no one!" Li Yao clenched his fists tightly.

"Drip! Drip! Drip!" On the side of the exam pod, a light screen displayed numbers counting down. When the numbers turned to "zero," a calm and icy voice announced: "The exam begins, candidates prepare!"

Tens of thousands of spiritual symbols engraved on the inner side of the exam pod flashed simultaneously. Li Yao felt a moment of dizziness, and suddenly he was standing in the middle of a reddish-brown desert.

The ground was scorching hot, as if his feet were being pricked by needles; the air was so thick it was almost solid, like a wet towel wrapped around him, impossible to break free from; occasionally, hot winds carried a strong smell of blood, and ghostly howls could be heard from all directions.

His senses were so vivid, as if he were truly standing on solid ground, in a battlefield of slaughter.

Li Yao knew, however, that this was the "Tai Xu Illusion" created by the exam pod. Time was pressing, and he composed himself, running towards the direction indicated by a transparent arrow in the sky.

A fifty-kilometer long-distance cross-country run was a basic subject of the federal college entrance exam. To select elite teenagers with the potential to become cultivators, the journey was filled with dangers and traps.

Sure enough, as Li Yao passed by a slightly raised mound of earth, it suddenly burst, shooting out countless pebbles. From the pebbles, a yellowish-brown double-headed sand wolf leaped out!

This kind of beast was a variant of the low-level beast "sand wolf," larger than an ordinary wild wolf, with a hunched back and a deformed small head on top. It was not only good at hiding in the sand but also highly intelligent, making it a very troublesome opponent for high school students.

But for Li Yao, who had survived in the magical treasure cemetery for eighteen years as a "vulture," observing every change in the environment had long become an instinct. The double-headed sand wolf's disguise was rather clumsy and had been seen through by him.

"Great Bear Charge!"

Before the double-headed sand wolf could fully leap out, Li Yao's legs sprang, his body curled into a ball, and his shoulder sank, like a furious bear, colliding fiercely!

He chose the timing very cleverly, right at the highest point of the double-headed sand wolf's leap, where the old force was exhausted, with nowhere to borrow strength, and unable to change direction, and he hit it squarely.

"Crack!"

The double-headed sand wolf was cunning and treacherous, but its physique was weak. It preferred to ambush and was not good at direct confrontation. His "Great Bear Charge" broke its spine, and it bounced back into the sand pit.

Li Yao sneered, stepped forward with a snake-like movement, and stretched out his claws like blades, fiercely grabbing at the small head on the double-headed sand wolf's back.

"Iron Eagle Claw!"

The wolf head shattered instantly, and the double-headed sand wolf let out a miserable cry, dead beyond a doubt.

A pleasant "ding ding" sound came from the void, as the exam pod was calculating the points for Li Yao's kill.

Li Yao was secretly delighted. This set of continuous skills derived from the basic martial arts "War Beast Thirteen Forms" could at least add ten points to him.

He didn't rush to continue his journey but dragged the corpse of the double-headed sand wolf out of the sand pit. He found a stone with a relatively sharp edge and gutted the beast.

After a while, four ribs were polished into four bone blades, and the wolf skin was barely made into a water bag, filled with wolf blood.

In the scorching desert, a bag of wolf blood could be life-saving.

Fully armed and after a brief rest, Li Yao continued to move forward. In just an hour, he had survived a black sandstorm and killed four low-level beasts. However, the exam had only just begun. This was just a warm-up. The following part was the most painful for every federal candidate.

Green runes poured down from the sky like rain, forming a question:

"Xiao Ming is a cultivator at the Qi Refining stage, with 5500 crystals of spiritual energy. During a cultivation session, he accidentally contracted the mysterious 'Heart-eating Worm,' which devours 48 crystals of spiritual energy per second. Xiao Ming's master discovered it after 1 minute and 13 seconds. To save him, the master transferred 55 crystals of spiritual energy into his body per second, and after two minutes, increased it to 59 crystals per second. Questions——"

"One, how long will it take for Xiao Ming to return to his normal spiritual energy level?"

"Two, please briefly describe the method of refining 'Heart-eating Worm,' as well as the symptoms and treatment steps after being infected."

"Three, please state which sect first successfully refined 'Heart-eating Worm.' List at least five leaders of the sect and briefly describe the reason for the sect's demise."

Li Yao gently slapped his cheeks, not expecting such a high difficulty "comprehensive question" right at the beginning, integrating knowledge from multiple disciplines such as mathematics, history, pharmacology, and battlefield first aid. It was truly a completely simulated "mock college entrance exam"!

He concentrated, thought carefully, and countless pieces of knowledge accumulated over time surfaced in his mind. Li Yao focused intently and quickly answered, tackling each sub-question one by one. Soon, light blue answers written with divine thoughts appeared below the green questions.

After completing the answer, next question!

"A cultivator from the orthodox 'Spiritual Mountain Sect' is riding a flying sword, flying towards a valley from the east at a speed of 247 meters per second, while a cultivator from the evil 'Blood Killing Fortress' is stepping on black clouds, moving towards him from the west at a speed of 239 meters per second. Currently, the two are 122.5 kilometers apart. When will they meet?"

"Assuming both have similar cultivation levels and use their respective sect's basic techniques and magical treasures, please deduce their combat process—deduce at least seven rounds, not less than five hundred words."

This question was obviously much simpler than the previous one. However, as Li Yao was about to answer, the smell of beasts became unbearable again, and the anxious growls grew closer.

—Calculating and answering questions amidst blood and gore tests the candidates' physical strength, martial skills, willpower, computational ability, and mental agility. Only those who excel in all these abilities can stand out in the federal college entrance exam and embark on the path of cultivation!

Li Yao crossed his hands, drew out two white bone blades, licked his lips, and faced forward, while tens of thousands of thoughts kept rolling in his brain, calculating at high speed...

The vast campus was silent, and every classroom was equipped with dozens of exam pods. In the Tai Xu Illusion, senior high school students were fighting and struggling desperately, killing beasts and solving problems.

Unconsciously, more than four hours had passed in the Tai Xu Illusion, and the exam was nearing its end.

Li Yao's body was covered with dozens of wounds of various sizes. The blood had stopped flowing from many places, especially a broken beast's tooth stuck in his abdomen that he dared not remove, and the bone blades in his hands were almost worn flat.

Only his bright, clear eyes still sparkled, unabashedly radiating a fiery glow.

"It should be the last question..."

When the eight-cornered, golden runes rolled down from the sky, Li Yao judged from his rich exam experience that it was the last big question worth one hundred points, a "summary question."

Indeed, the question was not long but weighed a thousand pounds per word: "Please summarize the 'Great Dark Age.'"