Han Changfeng was not the only one who lost his cool.
After seeing Yan Xiu, Ping Yang, and the rest appear on the screen, the entire Imperial Academy exploded.
That was because no one could explain how Fang Zhengzhi, Yan Xiu and the other four could all pass the Twin Stone Tablets.
Could it be that all five of them could memorize the inscriptions on the Twin Stone Tablets without a single mistake, and then copy them onto the Dark Stone Tablet?
How was that possible?
At this moment, only one word flashed in everyone's mind at the same time.
"Cheating?!"
...
What kind of cheating method could give the five of them such a godly memory?
No one could guess it. Naturally, the combat examination candidates in the World of the Sage would not be able to guess it either.
In the World of the Sage, Fang Zhengzhi stood in the third round.
This was also an open space. Stones were stacked neatly together. A stone house stood alone in the east of the open space. There were also some green decorations around the stone house. Those were tall and lush trees.
In the open space, the examiners were all covered with injuries of varying degrees.
However, at this moment, they had all stopped fighting. They stared at the five figures that suddenly appeared on the field.
"Fang... Fang Zhengzhi?!"
"Five people?!"
"Why are there five people... how did they get to the third round?"
The examinees naturally remembered the three pitiful people who were captured by Ping Yang. They originally thought that the three of them were unlucky, but now, two of them were standing in front of them.
"Gulp!" One of the candidates swallowed hard.
"Did they... cross the Broken Bridge?!"
"If there are five of them, that means they also passed the Twin Stone Tablets?" Another candidate added.
"How is that possible?! All five of them passed the Twin Stone Tablets. I won't believe it! "
The shock in everyone's eyes was even more exaggerated than Han Changfeng's. They had already paid a bloody price to enter the third round.
But now, Fang Zhengzhi and the rest did not have any blood on them.
There was not even a single scar.
"So you guys are only in the third round?" Fang Zhengzhi looked at the dozens of candidates around him with a slightly shocked expression. However, his shocked expression was different from the other candidates.
"What do you mean by only in the third round?"
When the examinees heard Fang Zhengzhi's words, they completely came to a realization.
"Then, please continue!" Fang Zhengzhi naturally had no obligation or responsibility to explain to these candidates.
He just casually snatched the stone mold from a poor wretch's hand. Then, he put the mold into the Heart Protection Mirror in his bosom.
This mold was engraved with the three thousand inscriptions of the Twin Stone Tablets. Naturally, its value was different.
He needed it as a souvenir.
Moreover, it also contained the concept of movable type printing.
However, it was still very difficult to piece together all 3000 inscriptions on the Twin Stone Tablets within 15 minutes.
If not for the fact that this world's Dao of All Creation was incomparably powerful. Being able to directly control the "movable type" and assemble it into the mold, it would probably be difficult to complete it in the stipulated time.
If it was in his previous life, it would take at least an hour for him to gather all the pieces by hand.
Fang Zhengzhi did not explain to these examinees. Naturally, he did not stay at the same spot for too long. Because, the number of examinees in front of him did not seem right.
This meant that someone had already entered the fourth round.
There were a total of four rounds in the World of the Sage. After entering the fourth round, it was equivalent to entering the final stage of the combat examinations.
"The last obstacle?" Fang Zhengzhi looked at a stone house not too far away.
He did not know what was inside. Because, everyone who entered did not have any memories of being in the stone house. Of course, no one had ever come out of the stone house...
...
The storm in the capital showed no signs of stopping. In fact, it was getting heavier and heavier. The droplets of water that fell formed a line, almost like a curtain of pearls.
In such weather, very few people went out.
The guards at the city gates braved the storm as they stood at the gates, their expressions somewhat agitated.
At this moment. A group of people braved the rain. This was a group of soldiers in bright armor. When they walked in the storm, the rain seemed to be cut off. None of them could really drip on the armor.
Just by looking at this, one could tell that these soldiers were all in the Heavenly Reflection State and above.
Every single soldier rode on a green stallion. Each stallion was as black as ink, their hooves covered in scales. As they galloped through the rain, they kicked up a white mist.
When the guards at the gates saw this group of soldiers, their expressions immediately changed. The irritation on his face immediately disappeared and was quickly replaced by a respectful expression.
The group passed through the gates, not stopping at all as they entered the capital.
They were heading towards the imperial city.
The guards at the city gates only heaved a sigh of relief after the group of soldiers had left. However, a doubtful expression flickered in the guard's eyes. He seemed to be a little curious, but also inexplicably nervous.
The departure of the group of soldiers should have calmed down.
However, that was not the case.
A quarter of an hour after the soldiers passed through the city gate, a figure wearing a bamboo hat and a loose black robe slowly appeared in the sight of the guards.
The guard's expression changed once again.
Even though this figure did not release his territory like the group of soldiers just now, the guard could feel that this figure was not simple.
In fact, a person walking alone in a storm would attract attention. Moreover, this person had purposely lowered his bamboo hat to the point that no one could see his face.
"Stop, take off your bamboo hat!" The two guards looked at each other. This was an instinctive reaction.
The silhouette stopped and stood quietly in the rain.
However, he still didn't take off his bamboo hat. He just stood there quietly like a black stone statue.
"I told you to take off your bamboo hat, did you not hear me?" The two guards shouted once again, raising their spears. Under the rain, their spears shone brightly.
Above the gates, a row of guards with bows strapped to their backs also noticed this scene.
Bows and arrows were drawn at high speed. It seemed that as long as the shadow made any movement, it would be shot dead on the spot.
Security in the capital city was extremely tight.
There were two guards outside the city gate, and there were eight guards inside the city gate. If one added the row of guards on top of the city gate tower, there would be no less than twenty people.
Under such circumstances, no one dared to act rashly.
However, the black robed figure moved.
After the bows were drawn, he slowly moved. His movements were slow, and he slowly raised his hand. It looked as if he was not resisting at all.
The guards tensed up at this moment.
The well-trained guards knew that the more they did not resist, the more likely they were to resist. They did not underestimate the enemy. They only waited for the black robed figure to take off his bamboo hat to verify his identity.
If there were any suspicious people, they would immediately sound the alarm bell. At that time, all the guards would arrive in an instant, and even the patrol camp stationed at the city gates would immediately come to respond.
"Slowly take off your bamboo hat. Don't even think about resisting. There are at least ten arrows pointed at you from the city walls!" The guards issued a warning. This was a warning, but it was also a test.
The black robed figure did not speak. He only raised his hand slowly, until his hand was aimed at the guards at the gates.
"Release the arrows!"
The guard's expression changed instantly. This was because he could clearly see what was in the black robed figure's sleeve. It was a sleeve that looked like a black hole, and there was faint starlight shining inside.
This was a terrifying scene.
"Bang bang bang..."
A series of arrows were released.
Ten arrows were shot out from the gates. The arrows pierced through the rain, but their speed did not slow down. The rain washed over the bright tips of the arrows, and they glowed faintly in the rain.
"Buzz!"
A ray of light shone from the sleeves of the black-robed man. Like a ripple, it crushed the ten sharp arrows, cut through the curtain of rain like a knife, and passed through the bodies of the guards. In the end, it left a small crack on the city wall.
The cut was as smooth as a knife.
The two guards widened their eyes in disbelief as they stared at the black robed figure.
However, they could no longer speak. This was because there was a similar crack on their throats. It was as thin and smooth as the crack on the city walls.
The rain continued to fall.
The arrows were fired again. However, the black robed figure had left.
It was as if he had never appeared at the gates.
He killed two guards.
And left?
This didn't seem to make any sense, especially to an expert like him, but he did it. Moreover, he didn't say a word from beginning to end.
...
On the lakeside of the Ten Mile Lake, the crimson rocks stood erect in the rain like flames in a storm, as if they were going to melt the rain in the sky.
A white dress stood in the midst of the flames. She held a green paper umbrella in her hand. There was an ink painting on the umbrella.
However, this painting was clearly different from ordinary paper umbrellas.
Be it from the start of the brush or the red seal at the back of the painting, it was obvious that this ink painting was far more valuable than any ancient jade or gemstone in the world.
However, this painting was on a paper umbrella, and it was being held up in the rain by a woman.
The girl lifted her head gently and stared in the direction of the Flame Capital City with her beautiful eyes. Her silky black hair fluttered in the wind and the white scarf on her face fluttered in the wind, revealing a breathtaking beauty.
"What a fire and torrential rain painting..." The woman murmured softly. She seemed to be talking to herself, but at the same time, she seemed to be greeting a black figure that was walking towards her.
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