Chapter 243: It's Not a College That People Enter At All

"Don't crowd, line up, line up!"

Leren shouted loudly, shaking the fat on his face: "Line up, pay the assessment fee first, and 10 middle-grade pearls can participate in the assessment."

Some parents shouted: "Little brother, isn't this expensive? My son is talented, can I not pay it?"

Le Renkuang shouted: "It's ok if you don't pay. Those above the level of the big fisherman can not pay the assessment fee. Unless the big fisherman is really evil, you have to pay... In addition, I add that the fisherman and below Basically no hope of entering my thug academy."

As soon as Le Renkuang said this, many people changed their color.

In the crowd, some teenagers wondered: "Dad, why do you want to come to the Fourth Academy, can't we go to the First Academy?"

The boy's father said angrily: "Shut up for me, if you can enter the fourth college, whoever goes to the other three colleges, don't talk nonsense."

Some people are indeed relatively poor, and their children's qualifications are not evil, and their strength has not been able to break through the fisherman, so they choose to leave, but most people choose to stay, no matter what, compared with the future, 10 middle-grade pearls Count a ball.

Old Man Bai's interest in money far exceeded the assessment. At this moment, he was sitting at the entrance of the academy alone, with a long table in front of him and a big basket beside him. He was only responsible for collecting money.

And the people who came here all regarded him as a lonely old man at the school, thinking that he was just a doorman.

Apart from Leren madly standing at the door and shouting, Han Fei and Zhang Xuanyu all had a chair sitting on the open space at the door. The chairs were lined up, and there was a sign hanging beside them. Spirit Masters, Battle Spirit Masters, Hunters, Control Masters, and Armor Masters.

Of course, because of the shortage of manpower, the soldier, the music maniac and the school propagandist, was standing at the door shouting, and his chair was empty.

Someone paid the money and stood on the open space in front of Han Fei and others with a trembling face.

Le Renkuang: "Hey! Listen carefully to Ang! Just pick one of the five major occupations, as long as you can survive 5 breaths at the same level, you are eligible to enter my thug academy. Our five examiners are absolutely fair and impartial. No water, understand?"

The first candidate came over and saw the young man looking at Han Fei and the others with a worried expression, and quickly said, "My name is..."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Xiaobai said: "We don't need you to say your name, it will waste time. After you become a member of the thug academy, you can report your name."

The young man was stunned for a moment, then his heart became ruthless, he picked up the stick and said, "I will challenge the Spirit Gathering Master."

Zhang Xuanyu was not surprised at all, it was normal, everyone thought that the Spirit Gatherer was the protected object in the battlefield, and his fighting ability was extremely poor.

But the problem is, they have forgotten where they are. This is a thug academy. Even if the realm is lowered, can Han Fei be an ordinary spiritual master?

Le Renkuang shouted directly: "Everyone is silent, prepare for the next one... Remember, as long as you can hold the 5 breath time, you will pass the assessment."

Han Fei got up, suppressed his realm to a ninth-level fisherman, picked up an ordinary fine iron rod and said, "Come on!"

The boy took a deep breath, and when he came, his father gave him the relevant information about the five people, including Han Fei.

"what!"

The boy shouted, and the aura erupted on the fine iron rod.

However, Han Fei just held the stick casually, leaned slightly to one side, and slapped it horizontally, only to hear a "dang", and the boy flew out of the school gate directly.

Han Fei said by the way: "Don't try to explode the aura when you come up. If anyone here talks about the explosion of aura, you will not be able to explode!"

Le Renkuang shouted: "Next."

However, the people in the queue were all stunned, so why did they fail? one move?

Han Fei didn't even bother to say that when I was a ninth-level fisherman, I could fight against Li Jue, and use my spiritual energy to blast me? fault.

Immediately, a girl came in, and before Han Fei walked back, she shouted, "I also challenge the Spirit Gatherer."

After the girl took out two daggers, Han Fei grinned and said, "Junior fisherman, hunter? Come on!"

At the moment when the girl disappeared, Han Fei's body turned slightly to one side, but he saw that he was useless with a stick.

Musician: "Next."

"Wait a moment!"

The girl refused to accept it, got up from the ground and said, "If you are only an ordinary junior fisherman, why can you find me?"

"Yes! This girl is a hunter."

"Yes, is the examiner really okay?"

In the crowd, some people began to doubt, and the discussion sounded.

Han Fei grinned and said: "The sound of the wind, the half-assed hunter, the wind comes first before the person arrives, so it counts as a hunter? The next one."

Han Fei didn't have the slightest bit of pity on Xiangxiyu. This was an assessment, and he wouldn't cheat on a junior fisherman.

Le Ren furiously said: "Don't doubt our examiner, it's just you, it's not worth our examiner cheating, you are too weak. If you doubt, you can leave, the next one..."

No one ordered Han Fei this time, and a handsome young man said, "I choose the armored division."

Le Renkuang walked straight to the field: "I'm a soldier, come on!"

Le Renkuang took out a knife from the armor box, but the handsome young man suddenly ran around Leren at a very fast speed.

Le Ren laughed wildly, raised the knife, turned it in a circle, the light of the knife flew horizontally, only to hear a "ding", the boy took six or seven steps back in a row, and before he could react, a knife appeared in front of him.

Le Renkuang said speechlessly: "What do you think? Do you really think that the slow speed of the armored division is easy to bully? My speed is slow, but my knife is fast!"

one, two...

Not to mention the 5-breath time, there are not even those who can survive the 2-breath time.

Someone challenged Luo Xiaobai, it was more direct, the vines flew away, and she didn't even have to lift her buttocks.

Someone was arrogant to be a soldier and challenged Xia Xiaochan. Before he took out his shield, Xia Xiaochan had already put the dagger against his neck.

On the contrary, it was Zhang Xuanyu, who was a battle soul master himself. In everyone's mind, he was the one who could fight the most and had the fewest challengers.

The assessment lasted for nearly an hour, except for one who survived the three breaths under Le Renkuang's hands, the rest were basically just one move.

Seeing this scene, many people were desperate and left directly. Compared to what, is this something that can be compared by human beings?

Le Renkuang's voice became hoarse, he ran back to his seat and pulled up Han Fei: "Go to you! I can't shout anymore, give me some dried fish, I'm hungry."

Han Fei: "..."

Han Fei took out a handful of dried fish and handed it to Le Renkuang, then kicked Henry Zhang: "You are the most relaxed, you are about to fall asleep, go and shout."

Zhang Xuanyu is speechless, but you can call people, aren't you tired standing there?

However, Henry Zhang was really too boring, so he got up and walked to the door and said: "As I said, it is best not to challenge the non-fisherman realm. Those who can enter the thug academy are all people who can challenge beyond the level. If you can cut a level nine fisherman Kill the junior fisherman, then welcome to challenge, if you can't, just pack up and go back!"

At this time, I saw a young man in Chinese clothes walking out of the crowd, holding a stick and saying, "I will challenge the Spirit Master!"

Zhang Xuanyu was suddenly shocked, did someone finally challenge me? Henry Zhang laughed: "Come on!"

I saw the boy's feet move, and the stick in his hand turned into dozens of stick shadows, stabbing straight at Henry Zhang.

"Yo! It's interesting, but the shortcomings are too obvious, the spiritual energy can't be balanced, and the fake can be seen at a glance."

Henry Zhang swept away the real stick in the shadow of the stick with a stick, and swept the young man in Chinese clothes with a stick, but the young man suddenly leaned back, took out two daggers from behind, and charged like lightning.

"Oh! Wave!"

Henry Zhang hit with a stick, and there seemed to be waves rolling behind him, only to hear a "bang" and fly out.

Henry Zhang dropped the stick and walked to the door: "The combat skills are good, but the aura is not controlled enough. The battle spirit masters and hunters both work together, but they are not proficient, and the speed is too slow... Next."

At this time, someone in the team was speechless, a dual-professional genius, if you say you brush it, you brush it?

"Then, old gentleman, can you refund the money?"

The old man gave a blank look at the person who was speaking: "What do you think? Have you ever seen one that pays back the money?"

"Uh……"

Another hour later.

The long-popular team has disappeared, and there are only less than a hundred people left. This is probably the school with the fastest enrollment in history. When countless people left, they scolded: "What school, I just don't want to enroll."

At this time, in front of the old man's desk, a young man hesitated: "Grandpa, I only have a middle grade pearl, but, can I test it?"

The third more... ask for a ticket to book...