Chapter 21 Hazy Drizzle

Lei Xiazene, the election platform.

The city that used to be noisy in the past is more lively today. In addition to the square towers representing the four major factions, there are seats for several other factions around the high platform. Although they are not as strong as these four, they are also an excellent place for many ordinary people.

Now there is a lot of people around the high platform, and young people holding wooden signs climbed the steps.

These are the more powerful newcomers left after passing the two assessments. In the previous two rounds of assessment, one was literacy, reading and interpreting classics, and the other was a test of arithmetic and calculation.

Although these two items are not difficult, they still wipe out most ordinary people. After all, not every young person has the opportunity to receive education.

At present, it is the third item, which is the assessment of physical fitness and combat effectiveness.

Because of the large number of people, it was not a one-on-one test at the beginning, but directly pulled out the banner, divided the high platform into 4 pieces, and then let the newcomers enter it in batches, holding wooden knives and wooden swords for melee, each group of 10 People, quick fight to eliminate.

The top three winners can naturally advance to the next round, but even the losers will stay if the spectators on the side think the seedlings are good.

There is no so-called talent screening instrument in this world, and even some masters cannot fully determine the future of a young person.

How far a person can go in the end, what level can he reach, there are really too many variables, and the factors include their own intelligence, spirituality, training aptitude, will, perseverance, opportunities, resources, accidents in the middle, etc. Training qualifications really don't mean anything. Moreover, after the changes in the world, will, spirituality, perseverance, these aspects are more valued by the major factions.

The purpose of the general election is also to select better seedlings among them, to absorb and cultivate them. The base is large, and there must be a few who can support the family in the future.

"The 27th batch, the preliminary round is over." The referee announced loudly, and several old masters who were watching the game beside him nodded slightly.

Roland Hill was wearing a blue dress, holding a wooden sword and standing in a selection arena, and there were two people standing not far from her, a big man holding a wooden hammer, and the other was a girl, she held a The wooden sword with the handle, and the wisps of green light on the body of the sword have not dissipated.

Afterwards, under the guidance of the staff at the venue, the three came to the side for further registration.

"Hello, write your name and place of origin here." A yellowish sheet of paper was laid out on the table, with a neat long grid drawn with red lines.

"Okay." The three walked over.

After a few minutes.

"Tang Nanlian, Guxiazhou Shuiming Town, age 17." The staff member asked after checking.

"Yeah, that's right." The girl answered briskly, her voice as agile as an oriole.

"Jialan, Minzezhou Wuyu Village, age 17."

"Yes." Roland Hill nodded. This is the pseudonym she came up with recently. After all, the four characters of Roland Hill are still too special compared to the common 2-3 word names. .

"Digu Mountain, Jilaozhou Wumeng Mountain, age 20."

"Exactly." The sturdy man with the wooden hammer responded gruffly.

"Okay, this is the new nameplate, the three of you will wait for a while. There will be a second round of selection later."

After speaking, the staff member gave three numbered wooden plaques to three people, and then the next batch of registered candidates.

After obtaining the wooden sign, Roland Hill waved to Yu Baiqiu who was in the distance, indicating that it was all right. After seeing the latter's response, she also walked to the waiting seat with a few people beside her and sat down.

After sitting down for a while, the people around him started to chat, because they were all young people of the same age, so there were many topics.

"Wow, I didn't expect to pass the preliminaries smoothly this time. God bless me."

"Hahaha, let's encourage each other, I don't know where this brother is from, maybe it will be the same family in the future."

"My hometown is Kurosawa..."

Several people started talking, exchanging information excitedly.

"What do you think will be assessed next?" a young man in a blue robe asked.

"It seems to be a one-on-one test, because there are not many people, so there is room for this."

"Hey, are we fighting one-on-one? What if it's someone who hasn't practiced martial arts much before?"

"No, no, we are training against the masters in those sects. Of course, the purpose is not to defeat each other, but to show our strengths."

"That's good. After all, I haven't seen blood very much before, and my hands are very raw. Hey, I also blame my father. I've always been afraid of my accident." The young man in the blue robe said so, but his face smiled. flower.

"Haha, this is also a misunderstanding by ordinary people. In fact, the major schools value those geniuses with outstanding specialties, rather than mediocre talents who are average in all aspects."

"It turns out that this dear friend is so well-informed, and he must have made a lot of preparations."

"Of course, I have a brother in my family who has gone through the election before, so he knows more."

"Envy, if only I had a brother and sister to take care of."

"What is there to envy? If the general election is passed today, everyone here will be in the same year, and they are all good brothers who lived and died together."

"Wonderful, wonderful~" Everyone burst into laughter.

"This is easy to say. If I pass later, I will immediately invite everyone to a big dinner tonight." The young man in the blue robe stood up and said high.

waiting seat

The other young people also smiled and clapped in agreement.

Roland Hill sat under a shaded bamboo canopy, listening to the lively noise from the side, and unconsciously felt a burst of laughter. It really is the taste of youth, so sworn and ambitious.

Strange, why do I think so, is it because I am old, the girl looks at herself

"Sister Jialan." Just as Roland Hill was thinking, a brisk voice sounded from the side.

She turned her head and saw that it was another girl who was on the same stage with her just now, seemingly named Tang Nanlian.

"Is Sister Jialan a local?" the girl with the oriole-like voice asked curiously.

"Well, why do you ask that?" Roland Hill blinked under the veil.

"Because it doesn't look like it, it feels like it came from another big family."

Alas, are you so bad at disguising yourself? The girl couldn't help but recall that in the past, when she was the successor of Karites, she was also seen by Jelink that day.

"Because Sister Jialan is too calm and calm, and her aura is also very obscure, she has the feeling of a master. Yes, that's it, she looks very powerful." The girl clasped her hands together and praised her metaphor.

Hearing such an explanation, Roland Hill shook his head helplessly, not knowing how to answer this lively girl.

Fortunately, this girl was a familiar one. After seeing that Roland Hill did not reject her very much, she happily introduced herself.

"My name is Tang Nanlian, I come from Shuiming Town, and I will become the number one famous doctor in the world in the future." She patted her slightly undulating chest and said so.

"My name is Jialan, I must be from Min Zezhou. In fact, I lived in seclusion before and didn't know much about the outside world." Roland Hill recalled the way of introduction in the past.

"Why do you want to be the number one famous doctor in the world?" she asked curiously.

"Because it's very powerful." The girl clenched her small fist.

"Sister Jialan think about it, if girls fight and kill, maybe there will be all kinds of rumors, and there are not many other suitable occupations."

"Besides, being a famous doctor is great. Not only can you make a lot of money, but you are also very respected. Those masters and nobles can't ask for themselves. What a happy thing." The girl's eyes seemed to have little stars.

"Giggle, I think this is to be pampered and held by others." Roland Hill said with a smile.

"Of course, isn't this the wish of all girls? I just want to live this kind of life." She said boldly, with a smug look on her tender face and her eyes wide open.

"Maybe, but I'm afraid some things won't last forever." Loren Hill looked at the girl.

"Hey, sister Jialan is wrong to think like this~ Why does it have to take a long time to do it? Besides, anything is possible."

"If something is worth trying and doing because it has to last a long time, that would be too boring, like, like, the old gentleman in town, who always likes to talk big." The girl pondered the words.

"That's right, that's it. Just like when I saw a red fruit on the side of the road, I wanted to taste it, whether it was sour or not."

"Giggle, yes, in fact, what you said is not wrong." Roland Hill saw a special kind of vigor in her. In retrospect, she was sometimes too attached to the so-called correctness, and instead ignored the joy of life.

"Well, I'm right, hehe." After being praised, the girl laughed happily like a cat being stroked.

After that, the two continued to chat, talking about the screening just now, and the situation of the second round of assessment. As time passed, the preliminary round gradually ended.

After such preliminary screening, about 200 people entered the second round.

The high platform was divided into several grids again, and then the numbered newcomers were called to the stage one by one to be tested by the masters of the sect.

"No. 62, Tang Nanlian."

"Here and here." The girl wearing a light green veil stepped onto the high platform and waved to Loren Hill before leaving.

"I'll go up first, Sister Jialan."

"Go, I wish you well." Roland Hill responded with a wave of his hand.

The two are of the same height and the same age in appearance. Why are they called sisters? Thoughts came to the girl's mind, but she didn't have time to think about it, and another voice sounded.

"No. 65, Jialan."

"Okay." She stood up, picked up an iron sword on the shelf, and walked onto the stage.

Compared with the preliminary round, this time, we should be more serious, and the newcomers participating in the selection can use weapons that have not been opened.

"Hello, my name is Jialan and I'm from Min Zezhou." Roland Hill saluted slightly and looked at the old man in front of him.

He is about forty-five years old, wearing a blue and white cloth, with a blue cloth turban on his head, wrapped in five-color silk threads, his hands are slightly behind his back, a long knife is held in his rough hands, not yet unsheathed.

After seeing Lorraine Hill on stage, he nodded slightly, as if the girl in front of him was light and balanced, which was very good.

"Attack me with the weapon in your hand, and use your best skills. Let's start." He didn't waste any time, and spoke directly.

"Yes."

Roland Hill stood on the stage, looked at the old man in front of him, stood still a little, and slowly lifted the long sword from his side.

The ordinary iron sword is like autumn water in his hand, stained with mist in the mountains and rivers, and when these mists are lifted, they also cross the sword's edge and gather at the tip of the sword's edge.

Crystal clear water drops in the cool air

It was cut in half, and then the sword edge was like a shadowless cold light, straight into the face of the old man in front of him.

The brief moment was as long as a century. When the old man came back to his senses, a long sword was placed in front of his neck. Although it had not been stabbed yet, the coldness at the tip of the sword still made people not dare to move at will.

The hazy water mist dissipated, the neck was cool, and the figure of the girl in front of him gradually became clear.

Watching this astonishing scene, the referee on the side of the game was also temporarily absent-minded, and it was not long before the audience under the stage understood what was going on and exclaimed in amazement.

"Amazing."

"This talent is really rare..."

"It's so fast, I haven't reacted yet, and it's over."

"Is that old guy okay? It was taken by a girl so easily."

There were various discussions from the crowd below, and the factions on the square tower all around also noticed the girl.

"interesting."

"It seems that another good seedling has emerged."

"Let's send someone to contact you next."

....

Just as others were talking about it, the old man in front of Loren Hill on the stage couldn't step down. The old man blushed and picked up the scabbard to separate the sword's edge.

"Let's do it again, I was a little negligent just now."

"Yeah." Roland Hill didn't argue, took a few steps back, and stood still again.

But this time, the old man held the long knife in his palm, his body slightly bowed down, and his eyes focused on the figure in front of him.

Although his strength is not as strong as before, but before the world changes, he is also a master of Sequence 6, and he still has vision.

The girl slowly raised the sword again, as if to demonstrate, she did not change her moves, but was the same as before.

Looking at the slowly raised sword body, the old man's pupils shrank, the long sword in his hand was pulled out like a silver sword, cut through the cold air, and slashed horizontally at the opposite figure.

clang--

A crisp metal symphony sounded in the air, followed by a long vibrato, countless tiny drops of water scattered on the blade, and then the long blade fell from the air and was inserted into the wooden platform.

The iron sword, like an extension of the arm, fell lightly in front of the old man, pointing directly at his neck, just like a replica of the scene just now.

Excited cheers erupted from the field again.

"The talent of this person may not be counted..."

"Wow, it seems that this election is going to be a big shot."

Amid the commotion around, the host on the stage also announced loudly.

"Jialan, advance."

The girl in the blue feather dress stood quietly in the drizzle, her appearance under the veil was dreamy and charming.