"It's set to be tomorrow afternoon?" The old man looked at Song Jian, thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "This is OK. The college requires that the enrollment work be completed within two days. Today is the first day. Let's do it, you six of you first move into the temporary dormitory and tomorrow afternoon, and conduct the final selection. This is fine. Maybe others can pass the first and second level assessment after passing."

Chen Ming had a high mouth, but since the old man had decided, he had no choice.

"You go down first. If there are other people who pass the assessment of the first three levels, you need to be divided into different groups." The old man said, and then called a student.

"Take them to the temporary dormitory to rest," the student nodded.

The old man looked at Song Jian and the other six and said, "Remember, you are not a formal student of Blue Mountain College, so you are strictly prohibited from walking during your stay, and you are not allowed to do anything. Once you find out, you will be deducted for the assessment qualification. Go."

The student from Lanshan Academy led Song Jian and his six people to the temporary dormitory not far away.

"My name is Lu Feng. I'm two years earlier than you. If you have any questions, just ask me."

That Lu Feng is just a warrior at the beginning of the True Qi Realm.

Chen Ming snorted and said, "It's just two years ago, I've lost my luck. If you take the assessment this year, you may not be selected."

When Lu Feng heard Chen Ming's words, his neck turned red and he was about to attack, but suddenly he remembered something and endured it.

When we arrived at the dormitory building, Song Jian and six others were each in a dormitory.

"I will arrange for people to deliver the meals. Everyone will practice in this dormitory and prepare for the final assessment tomorrow afternoon."

After Lu Feng finished his explanation, he left.

Song Jian immediately sat down cross-legged.

There is not much time left, he must seize every minute and every second.

Fortunately, the world energy in this place is very strong and helpful for cultivation.

Song Jian no longer hesitated and took out two Yuan stones from the storage bag.

One piece of your left and right hands, put it in the palm of your palm, and a wisp of true essence emerges from Song Jian's palm, and then begins to refine the Yuan stone in the palm of your palm.

"here we go!"

Song Jian closed his eyes and immersed in the practice of the dragon-controlling hand.

In just three minutes, Song Jian entered the state of spiritual entry again.

Exhale... inhale... exhale... inhale... inhale...

Song Jian felt his acupoints trembling again.

The true essence rushes into Song Jian's body. The heaven and earth energy in this place is already thicker. Coupled with the energy provided by the two low-level Yuan stones, Song Jian's body suddenly reached a saturation state of cultivation.

"Buzz!"

Three hundred and sixty-five acupoints trembled, and the true energy ran wildly in the body.

Song Jian sat upright in the middle of the dormitory like a statue, motionless...

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat."

In the evening, someone brought food.

Song Jian had no reaction.

"What a madman. When he practices, he doesn't even eat. Do you think he is a martial artist in the True Qi realm?"

The student who delivered the food put down the food and walked out of the dormitory building while muttering.

Chen Ming heard the murmur and sneered, "It's a bit too late to remember to practice hard at this time. Song Jian, we are really enemies. After you killed Wang Qingshan, I've been looking for you for half a year, but you haven't seen you. I didn't expect that we will fight on the same stage tomorrow."

With a "choke", Chen Ming pulled out the sword in his hand.

A cold air filled the air.

"Hanshui Sword, you will be able to drink blood tomorrow. Although you can't cut that kid directly, it's okay to remove one of his arms." Chen Ming sneered.

Six hours passed.

Song Jian suddenly opened his eyes, and an excited expression appeared in his eyes.

"Eight more acupoints were opened. Although two Yuan stones were wasted, it was really worth it. At this speed, before the competition, I should have hope of breaking through to become a warrior in the True Qi Realm."

When Song Jian saw the food, he didn't care about the cold and heat. He hurriedly ate two big bowls, drank some water, and then held two Yuan stones in his hand and started practicing.

The students who delivered the meal came and left, and then came and came again, but every time they came, Song Jian kept his eyes closed and practiced.

In a blink of an eye, it was the next afternoon.

Song Jian's true energy was surging all over his body, he was working hard, he was trying to hit the 72nd acupoint. As long as he rushes through this acupoint, he will be a warrior in the True Qi Realm!

But the last acupoint was extremely strong, and it seemed that there was a huge force in the dark, preventing Song Jian from rushing through the acupoint.

"It's time for the final competition."

Lu Feng came to the dormitory and notified everyone.

Song Jian opened his eyes dejectedly. He knew that the 72nd acupoint was not so easy to break open.

Every thirty-six acupoints are a level of cultivation, not to mention that the seventy-second acupoint is a watershed between a warrior's realm of the vital energy realm and the true energy realm of the realm of the warrior, and it is even more difficult to break through.

"Hi, how is it?" Hongwu asked with concern.

Song Jian shook his head, "I didn't succeed in breaking through the True Qi realm, but it's enough to deal with that arrogant boy."

Song Jian's voice was not low, and Chen Ming, who was not far away, could hear it clearly.

"Hmph! When you get on the stage, don't kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Chen Ming shook the long sword in his hand.

Hongwu frowned and said, "The sword in Chen Ming's hand is a sword, the Hanshui sword in the Chen Prince's Mansion is very famous. This is too unfair."

"Oh?" Song Jian's heart moved and his eyes stared at the long sword in Chen Ming's hand.

"Water attribute weapons are trained with cold water stone and refined metal. They are carved with ice Taoist patterns. The input of true qi can stimulate the ice array. It is used by warriors above the True Qi Realm and above, and their power is relatively low. The third-grade attack weapon is below."

Song Jian suddenly had such a piece of information in his mind. He was stunned. He didn't expect that he could not only identify items in pills, but also accurately identify various weapons.

"Are you the next third grade? Since you have already entered the grade level, it means that your power is pretty good. It seems that I have to be careful this time."

"I can't just lose like this. Entering Blue Mountain Academy is a great opportunity. I can learn all kinds of knowledge in it, and more importantly, I can get involved in alchemy knowledge in the academy. If I miss this opportunity, I will lose a lot."

Song Jian clenched his fists. Although everyone was not optimistic about him, he still wanted to try it.

No one else passed the assessment of the first three levels, that is, the three places to enter Blue Mountain Academy will be generated among the six people of Song Jian.

Hongwu is the most stress-free. Although she is the youngest, only fourteen years old, and she is still a girl, she is already at the middle level of the True Qi Realm. Although Xingcan is a little stupid, she is also at the middle level of the True Qi Realm, and her strength cannot be underestimated.

The teacher who presided over the fourth round of assessment appeared again.

"Hmm?" The old man stared at Song Jian, "How come your true energy is so strong in just one day?"

Although this old man could not specifically sense Song Jian's cultivation, as a warrior at the peak of the True Qi Realm, he could still notice the changes in Song Jian's strength yesterday and now.

Song Jian opened up seventeen acupoints in one day and one night!

Although warriors in the Yuanqi realm need to open up the acupoints with a small amount of true energy, this speed is indeed too evil.

Song Jian just smiled, "It's a pity that I haven't been able to break through to become a warrior in the True Qi Realm."

The old man sighed. Indeed, although Song Jian made rapid progress, he still had a big gap compared to the warriors in the True Qi Realm. This is the gap in realm, not the gap in the number of acupuncture points. This gap is difficult to make up by relying on the power of the martial arts.

The competition officially begins.

The first game was Red Dance vs. Annan.

Annan smiled blankly when he saw Hongwu's delicate appearance.

When Hongwu stretched out his hand, the true energy was released, forming a long whip.

"Whip dances in the world!"

The true energy was extremely fierce and instantly swept Annan.

Annan's smile fell below the competition stage before it even dissipated.

The old man nodded, "The first game, Red Dance won."

"The second game, Xingcan plays against Anbei."

To be honest, the skills of Anbei and Annan are really low, and their cultivation is already above the first level lower than that of Hongwu and Xingcan, so there is basically no possibility of winning.

"Star shines in the sky!"

Xingcan first bowed to Anbei silly, then turned around, and the strong true energy turned into starlight in the sky and fell towards Anbei.

Like his brother, Anbei was defeated and stepped down without taking a single move.

"The second game, Xingcan won, and the third game, Song Jian played against Chen Ming."

Song Jian walked onto the stage. This was a stone platform of 40 square meters. The rules of the competition were very simple. If you admit defeat or drop a stone platform, you will be considered losing the game.

Chen Ming strode to the center of the stone platform with a disdainful smile on his lips.

Song Jian knew that his power was not as great as Chen Ming's, and his movements were not as quick as Chen Ming's. His biggest advantage was the Daoyan Art. His spiritual perception was much greater than Chen Ming's!

"Let's go, Mr. Song, I can knock you down with one hand. A warrior of your garbage level can only bully Wang Qingshan," Chen Ming held the Hanshui Sword with one hand and pointed the other hand at Song Jian, with extremely frivolous actions.

Song Jian was unmoved and stood in the corner. At this time, he could only rely on tricks to win.
To be continued...