The hour of Mao begins, and the hour of Xu ends.

In just a few dozen hours, each person has to cross a distance of 4,500 miles.

Only when you come to the south gate of Qingyang Town and insert the flag with your own name on a specially prepared spiritual pillar will you succeed.

The distance of 4500 miles is not a small number for the monks in the Spiritual Realm.

Only those who are proficient in body skills, who work hard to travel along the way regardless of the cost of spiritual energy, can they arrive at Qingyang Town within this time limit.

But it is obvious that the election cannot be so simple, like a hiking trip.

The most important thing is to be able to reach Qingyang Town in front of others.

Otherwise, even if you arrive, 143 places have been occupied long ago, which would be useless.

"Master Shen, then we are just competing for speed of body skills along the way. Do not interfere with each other and interfere with each other?"

Among the people below, there was a thin Qingyang Gate, who asked Shen Chengsi with a hint of luck.

Shin Chengsi lowered his eyelids and glanced at the person who asked him about it.

He sighed softly, then closed his eyes,

"No, except for not being able to use spiritual weapons and seriously injure other contestants, there will be no restrictions on this election."

After hearing this, the student below turned blue in an instant, but he did not give up and asked again:

"Then how many people will come to the so-called Yongticheng this time to participate in this election."

After hearing this, Shen Chengsi did not open his eyes.

His lips moved slightly up and down, as if he was saying something.

But the people below didn't hear a word.

"Master Shen............"

The thin student below couldn't help but open his mouth to remind him when he saw that Shen Chengsi had not spoken for a long time.

“8…”

His mouth moved slightly and he said it again.

But the sound is still so subtle and vague.

Everyone just heard Shen Chengsi say 8, but the rest didn't hear clearly.

"Master Shen, how many people are there?"

Seeing that Shen Chengsi had not given a definite answer for a long time, more people below were unable to bear it and could not help but urge him.

“8…837 people.”

This time, Shen Chengsi finally opened his mouth and told them the answer.

This...How many Master Shen said just now, 837 people?

"Why don't they do the basic three tests like us? Is it really not fair to do it after competing with us?"

Someone said that he thought this time, Qingyang College was just going to advance the basic three tests.

"837 people are the number of monks who have passed the basic three tests of Yongtiecheng Academy. They are already on the way and will arrive at Qingyang Academy in 4 days."

Shen Chengsi spoke again.

What?

Did I hear it wrong?

The person who asked just now rubbed his ears, then asked the person beside him, confirming that what he had heard was correct.

What city, 837 people really passed the basic three tests of this increased difficulty?

837 people in Yongtiencheng passed the basic three tests, while there were only 66 people in Qingyang.

The number of people who exceed ten times is shocking.

In this open competition, it goes without saying which one is more beneficial to.

Qiao Yuan was also a little surprised when he heard that there were 837 monks coming to Yongtie City.

It’s not that I’m afraid of the number of people on the other side, but mainly because I didn’t expect that the proportion of monks in Yongticheng passed this test was so high.

For the junior college in Xuanguo, no matter how many people sign up for each class, it can only temper the spirit of 1,000 children and help them enter the spiritual realm.

837 people passed the basic three tests, which means that more than 80% of them have met the minimum requirements for entering the academy.

With a series of explosive news, many Qingyang Gate here are already dead.

Some of them have heard of the name of Yongtiecheng before.

Some were shocked by the new system of this election and the hundreds of monks from other places who were about to descend on Qingyang.

The most important thing is that they have learned through confirmation with Master Shen just now.

Except for the only 9 promotion places left for Qingyang College this time.

Even if more Qingyang Gate successfully squeezed into the top 143, putting their own flag on the spirit pillar.

He could not enter the academy either, and the quota would only be postponed, leaving it to the monks of Yongticheng who were ranked behind him.

In this way, the chances of Qingyang Gate's being able to enter the academy are greatly reduced.

Fish leaps through the dragon gate and become dragons.

And this time, the Longmen of the general election is already high and out of reach for the Qingyang people.

Although Qingyang Gate, who can stand here, is already the best among the same people.

But they still couldn't withstand the heavy pressure brought by this news.

Some of them surrounded Shen Chengsi, as if asking him for an explanation.

Some people were silent and stared blankly into the sky.

It seems like I have given up in despair.

What's more, I have already started to discuss with my friends around me, and I can find a good next home to work and practice next time.

It seems that they directly gave up by default, believing that there is no hope of entering the academy.

At this time, there were many different situations in Qingyang College.

Although pessimistic emotions have long been shrouded in everyone's hearts.

But there were a few people present, but from the beginning to now, they remained calm and willing to do so.

For example, Ji Kevin, after hearing a series of words from Shin Seung-si.

Instead, the expression on his face became more determined, and his hands were clenched into fists, as if he couldn't wait to meet the monk Yongticheng.

There was also Zhong Lingxuan who sneered after hearing the election changes, crossed her hands on her chest and said confidently: "More than 800 monks from other places really want to fight with each of them."

She has challenged all the people in Qingyang Academy. There is still fresh blood in this election, which makes her very excited.

Some people next to him heard her words and looked at her heroic and cool posture, and couldn't help but silently complain in their hearts: What a lunatic female.

"We had a strange beast two years ago in Qingyang, and the whole country of Xuan has heard of it. Why dare to choose our place this time? It's so puzzling to conduct such a test."

Tang Zhongkai didn't quite understand this change. He was still a little palpitations about the unknown territory of Qingyang, and he didn't like the test method this time.

"The last time the strange beast attacked, it caused a huge storm. Xuan Guo must have sent experts to carefully investigate the surrounding area of ​​Qingyang to ensure that there are no abnormalities in our area. I believe that this is because they think that our place is a good place to conduct tests and refinement."

Qiao Yuan was obviously thinking further than Tang Zhongkai, and he gave his own opinion.

The matter of the strange beast is very involved, and it is impossible that only Xiding County will send someone to investigate.

The prefectures and even above must have sent people here.

Many people repeatedly explored the Qingyang territory, and the upper layer had already known the landforms of this place.

In this way, it is reasonable to perform this kind of refining.

"Why do I always feel that someone is doing us? His grandmother has only 9 places left, and she still competes with more than 800 people? Who are you bullying?"

Li Lei was also indignant and cursed.
Chapter completed!