Being a student of one of the seven academicians in North Style Academy meant that one's status was rather high. Unless it was a perfect newcomer like Lin Tianbiao, ordinary people wouldn't attract their attention.
Yan Zhen had only taken a glance at the two people who had fallen behind in Feng Liuyun's group. He had an impression of them, but he didn't pay much attention to them. In his opinion, there was no need to pay attention to them.
One of them wasn't even in the Clear realm. This kind of person was most likely a trash academy that got lucky and got a recommendation. In the end, they picked a general from a dwarf. That was definitely the case.
Was there a need to pay attention to this kind of trash and those who walked together with him?
Hence, Yan Zhen only took a glance and didn't pay attention to them anymore.
However, since Li Yaotian had given the order, he still had to take a look. He didn't tell Li Yaotian his opinion because he knew that his teacher didn't like to make a conclusion with just a glance.
Then I'll take another look.
Yan Zhen thought to himself. He didn't think that his previous opinion would change. At the level of the Realm of Perception, under the teacher's "Vanishing End" special ability, he would probably have fainted by now, right?
Yan Zhen thought as he moved his gaze. Soon, he found the two people.
Hehe, as expected.
Yan Zhen's opinion was confirmed. Of the two people, one had fainted on the mountain path, while the other was running around in circles helplessly.
I knew it.
Yan Zhen muttered to himself and retracted his gaze. He didn't intend to continue paying attention to them. Of course, he didn't intend to say anything to Li Yaotian so quickly. There was no difference between taking two looks and coming to a conclusion. Even if the conclusion was correct, Li Yaotian wouldn't appreciate it. Yan Zhen didn't want to lose points in front of his teacher because of these two useless people. His gaze quickly shifted to the other groups, looking for good newcomers. Newcomer Trial. It was a test for newcomers. However, for students like them, being chosen by their teacher was also a chance to prove themselves.
They could discover newcomers with potential. That was naturally more valuable than verifying a pair of useless trash. Yan Zhen went to discover newcomers with potential.
On the mountain path, Lu Ping was speechless when he saw Zi Mu suddenly collapse.
"Zi Mu? Zi Mu! "Lu Ping called him twice, but Zi Mu didn't respond at all. However, he was still alive. He knew that because Zi Mu's realm was too low, he had already reached his limit.
"If you can't, then say something!" Lu Ping said as he bent down and reached out to pick up Zi Mu. With another swing, he carried Zi Mu on his shoulder.
If it was Morin, he would have already started yelling.
Lu Ping couldn't help but think of Morin. That guy did not have a soul of strength at all. He might not be able to go as far as Zi Mu. However, that fellow would definitely not be like Zi Mu and force himself to the point of fainting. It was likely that after taking a few steps and realizing that something was wrong, he would immediately seek help.
I wonder how they are doing. Such a trial. Morin might not be able to do it, right?
The more Lu Ping thought about it, the more worried he became about Morin. Of course, he didn't know that let alone the four great academies, even the North Style Academy's newcomer training was different every year.
Lu Ping looked up. The mountain road was still the same, but his team of rookies had long disappeared.
How long do I have to walk?
Lu Ping muttered in his heart, but he still continued walking. He carried Zi Mu on his shoulder after he fell down. His speed was much faster.
After walking for an unknown period of time, Lu Ping felt that Zi Mu on his shoulder suddenly moved.
"One thousand six hundred and ninety-nine!" Zi Mu shouted fiercely.
In the instant before he lost consciousness, he counted to one thousand six hundred and ninety-eight steps. He didn't know if he counted wrongly or not. He only told himself to persevere, persevere, and work hard. Work hard. Unfortunately, he still fell in the end.
When he woke up, Zi Mu's thoughts were still the same as before he fainted.
Persevere, work hard! Just now it was one thousand six hundred and ninety-eight steps, now it was one thousand six hundred and ninety-nine steps!
He immediately shouted, but soon realized something was wrong. Why were his hands and feet floating in the air?
But immediately after, his feet had already landed on the ground. Zi Mu immediately stepped on the ground. He felt that his legs were weak, and his body felt like it was hollowed out. After swaying for a while, a hand reached out to support him. Only then did he notice that Lu Ping was beside him, looking at him.
Zi Mu was at a loss for a while. He looked at the people behind him, looked at the people in front of him, looked at Lu Ping, and looked at himself.
"What's the situation?" He still didn't understand what had happened.
"You fainted." Lu Ping said.
Zi Mu did realize this, but … …
"If you can't walk anymore, tell me." Lu Ping said.
Zi Mu blankly stared at Lu Ping. He remembered when he just regained consciousness, his hands and feet were floating in the air.
"You carried me on your shoulder while walking?" Zi Mu simply couldn't believe it. This was the North Style Academy's Newcomer Trial, the entrance exam. Who knew how many difficulties and dangers there would be? Everyone had never met before and just happened to be in the same group. If they were to cause trouble for each other, Zi Mu wouldn't be surprised. But in the end, Lu Ping actually exhausted his strength to help him?
Zi Mu's face was still at a loss. He understood what had happened, but he didn't understand Lu Ping.
"How are you feeling now?" Lu Ping asked.
"Still … … still okay." Zi Mu said.
"Can you walk?"
"Yes … … I can walk."
"Then let's go!" Lu Ping said.
"Walk … …" Zi Mu's hands and feet were limp, but he had indeed recovered a little. He could indeed walk.
Thus, he started walking again, but he still hadn't regained his senses. After a while, he suddenly asked: "Where are the others?"
"They walked far away." Lu Ping said.
"I can't even see them … …" Zi Mu looked at the mountain in front of him. Not even a shadow could be seen.
"Yes!" Lu Ping said.
"I've implicated you." Zi Mu said.
"Not at all." Lu Ping said.
"Actually, you don't need to care about me." Zi Mu said.
"It's a small matter." Lu Ping said.
Zi Mu didn't know what to say. He was moved, only moved. Regardless of whether he met a good person or an idiot, he was still extremely moved. He didn't suspect that Lu Ping had any ulterior motives. With his grassroots background in Sky Martial Academy, how could he be schemed against by others?
"We must pass the trial!" Being moved filled Zi Mu with energy. He swore that he would persevere to the end.
"Of course." Lu Ping's reply was rather casual. Clearly, he wasn't as passionate as Zi Mu.
"Do your best!" Zi Mu roared and took large strides. Lu Ping followed. Then, he saw that Zi Mu's steps were getting slower and slower. Gradually, he began to sway.
Before he fell, this fellow was like this. Lu Ping thought and hurriedly went over to support him.
"How are you?" Lu Ping asked.
"Still okay." Zi Mu said. He used all his strength to raise his spirits and took a few more steps. But soon after, he felt his vision blur and the world seemed to be spinning.
I can't fall!
Zi Mu clenched his teeth and told himself that as he fell to the ground.
But this time, he really didn't fall. Before he fell to the ground, Lu Ping had already caught up to him. He picked him up and flung him over his shoulder, then continued walking.
"I already said I can't talk!" Lu Ping mumbled.
After an unknown period of time, Zi Mu once again woke up. This time, he didn't make any loud noises. Instead, he was carried by Lu Ping and swayed for quite a while.
He fell again.
Zi Mu wanted to cry. He was helpless, but also because Lu Ping had helped him once again.
"Put me down!" Zi Mu said.
"You're awake?" Lu Ping didn't pay much attention to Zi Mu's state. He knew that Zi Mu had only fainted from exhaustion. Hearing Zi Mu's words, he put him down.
"Not bad, right?" This time, Lu Ping didn't ask anymore and directly answered for Zi Mu.
"Then let's continue walking!" Lu Ping said.
"You … don't need to care about me anymore …" Zi Mu smiled bitterly. Sure enough, his ability was only so. No matter how firm his belief was, no matter how persistent his spirit was, it was still the same.
"I said it's just a small matter." Lu Ping said.
Not until then did Zi Mu pay attention to Lu Ping's state. He had assumed that Lu Ping was in the same state as him, but it was only then that he realized that Lu Ping didn't seem tired at all, even though Lu Ping had walked for such a long distance, and he had even carried him for two parts of the way.
"What realm are you in?" Zi Mu finally asked. This kind of question was a taboo for cultivators. Everyone hoped that their strength was a secret and wouldn't be easily seen through by others. Even though it was impossible to hide the big fengshui of several spirits, but this didn't affect the habit that cultivators had developed. Even between friends, they would rely on their own perception. If one directly asked such a question, if it wasn't a close friend, then it would be extremely rude and would cause others to be unhappy.
So as soon as Zi Mu blurted out the question, he immediately regretted it. Lu Ping had kindly helped him along the way, so how could he ask about his strength?
But Lu Ping didn't care about it and only shook his head and said: "It's hard to say."
But from Zi Mu's point of view, it wasn't that it was hard to say, but that the other party wasn't willing to say it. He really deserved to die for speaking without thinking.
"Let's go …" Zi Mu didn't know how to explain, so he could only use this to divert his attention and started walking again.
This time, his mind wasn't at peace. He felt ashamed and annoyed, but at the same time, he was also curious. His performance was even worse, and before long, he was going to fall again. Lu Ping rushed forward again, picked him up, threw him on his shoulder, and carried him away. After an unknown amount of time, Zi Mu regained consciousness. When he saw that he was being carried away again, he didn't even know what to say. In the end, this time, Lu Ping sensed that he had woken up and took the initiative to ask: "Do you want to come down for a walk?"
Of course, this Zi Mu couldn't say no, so he got down and continued walking. Looking up the mountain path, he reckoned that he would fall again later. Was he going to keep repeating like this?
Just as he was feeling helpless, he saw a person sitting on the side of the road in front of him. It was a new student from their group, leaning against a mountain rock, lying on the ground like a dead dog. But when he saw the two of them, his eyes instantly widened, and he straightened his back.
"You guys?" This new student was shocked. They all thought that the two of them couldn't hold on any longer and gave up. Unexpectedly, they were still following him, and they even ran over him?
"Why? Can't walk anymore? "Lu Ping walked up and asked.
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