Geniuses were geniuses.
After a month of training, the ten geniuses of Lunatic Lan could be said to be riding on horses as if they were on flat ground.
But they still entered the capital on horseback with ropes tied up, becoming the laughing stock of countless people.
Of course, this wasn't Bitter Joy's idea, but Shen Lang's.
So this person was really despicable.
In order to slap people's faces, he would do anything.
The next morning.
Ning Zheng prepared three horse carriages for the ten geniuses of the Lan family to sit in and head to the examination venue.
Bitter Joy didn't show up, so Ning Zheng personally led the team.
There were a total of three thousand people participating in the Enke literary examination, and another three thousand people participating in the combat examination.
This world valued both literature and martial arts.
But the number of people accepted in the martial examination was even fewer. The capital examination area could only accept seventy people at most.
About one out of forty-five was even scarier than the literary examination.
It couldn't be helped. The army of the State of Yue was limited after all, and couldn't accommodate so many officers.
The poor studied while the rich practiced martial arts. This saying couldn't be more true.
Those who could participate in the martial examination usually came from wealthy families, or they were very talented and could enter the martial arts school for free.
Shen Lang's younger brother also claimed to practice martial arts, but that was only because he followed a gang and didn't make a name for himself even after training for more than ten years.
Similarly, they had to rush to the examination venue before the sun rose.
The martial examination venue was in the Tianyue Hunting Ground outside the city.
The martial artists participating in the martial examination all left the city. Those from wealthy families rode horses, while those from better families could only ride the martial carriage.
It was the same situation as the day Lunatic Lan went to the examination venue.
After seeing Ning Zheng's horse carriage, the martial artists who were rushing to the examination venue all spat at it, avoiding it like snakes and scorpions.
Pui! Pui! Pui!
"How unlucky, to be taking the examination with a bunch of disabled beggars."
"Since when did the martial examination of our State of Yue degenerate to the point where even beggars can participate? If this continues, our country will no longer be a country."
"This is all because of Shen Lang. This person should be destroyed by heaven and earth."
Unfortunately, this time Ning Zheng personally led people to the examination venue, or else he could have beaten these ten disabled beggars to death in the dark. Wouldn't that be perfect?
Previously, those scholars were all useless. They said that they wanted to beat Lunatic Lan to death, but in the end, they were scared out of their wits by the dozens of women and didn't dare to step forward.
The mobility of martial artists was much stronger than that of scholars. That was why Ning Zheng had personally escorted the Lan family to the examination venue for ten days. Otherwise, this group of people would really do anything.
Although Ning Zheng was despised by the Monarch, he was still a prince. With him around, these warriors would not dare to make a move.
… …
After almost two hours, they finally arrived at the martial examination venue, the Skyleap Hunting Grounds.
This hunting ground was very big, at least tens of thousands of acres.
This wasn't just the Wang Clan's hunting ground, it was also a training ground and one of the several garrisoned camps in the capital. There were more than ten thousand soldiers stationed here at all times.
By the time Ning Zheng brought the ten Lan brothers to the outside of the hunting grounds, most of the examinees had already arrived.
Thousands of pairs of eyes stared at Ning Zheng and the carriages, filled with malice.
He probably wanted to see ten crippled beggars get off the carriage.
Warhorses were required for the military examination, and one could prepare one's own. However, if one did not have a warhorse, one could also use a horse from the hunting grounds.
The ten Lan brothers all brought their own warhorses, and just in case, they even brought fifteen. But they did not ride a horse, and instead sat in a carriage.
Everyone couldn't help but remember that when these ten people returned to the capital yesterday, they were directly tied to the back of a horse.
"Stop!"
Wu Lie raised his hand, and the carriages stopped.
The doors of a few carriages opened.
Everyone's eyes widened to the maximum, waiting to see ten beggars climb down from the carriages with difficulty.
However …
The one who walked out was actually a tall and handsome man.
How was he crippled?
Every one of them was very tall, taller than an average person by half a head.
When they landed from the carriages, they were strong and vigorous, with waists like bees and backs like apes.
When they landed, they were as straight as javelins.
Every one of them was a dragon among men!
What was going on?
Didn't Shenlang recruit ten half-crippled beggars?
Instantly, someone shouted, "Lord Examiner, someone is cheating, someone is taking the examination in their place."
Immediately, many people followed suit and shouted.
That's right, Shenlang must have found someone to take the examination in their place.
The chief examiner of the military examination this time was the assistant minister of the Ministry of War. He could be considered a civil official, but also a military general. He was well-versed in both literature and martial arts.
Hearing the shouts of the crowd, he couldn't help but frown.
"Verify the identity!"
With a command, ten secretaries went forward to verify the identity.
Although Ning Zheng had come personally, this assistant minister of the Ministry of War had no intention of going forward to greet him. What was there to befriend a useless prince? Moreover, as the chief examiner, he should maintain absolute restraint and coldness.
The ten secretaries first compared the portraits.
This was going to be difficult. The Lan brothers' bloodline had been activated, and their appearances had all changed greatly.
However, the portraits in this world were all very picturesque and not realistic at all.
However, it didn't matter. They could still verify the fingerprints.
In the information of all the examinees, there were three fingerprints. Everyone's fingerprints were different, and this couldn't be faked.
The Lan brothers only pressed their fingerprints on the paper after ten days.
The ten secretaries carefully compared the fingerprints.
In the end, they discovered that there were no mistakes, and the identities matched.
What the hell, these ten people clearly didn't look like this. All of them had flat noses and crooked mouths, their bodies were distorted, and their left and right sides were uneven.
These ten secretaries didn't dare to make the decision and went to report to the chief examiner.
"Are you sure the fingerprints are correct?"
"There's no mistake!"
"Are the appearances different?"
"The facial features are still the same, and the outline is still there. However, it seems to have grown."
The chief examiner glanced to the side. It was Eunuch Xiao Li.
Li En said, "Chief examiner, don't worry about me. We are just here to watch the show."
Who would believe you?
Da Li and Xiao Li never left each other's side.
This sentence had already spread throughout the capital.
Of course, it didn't mean that these two people never left each other's side, but that these two were the most trusted by the Monarch. They never left the palace or left the Monarch's side.
The chief examiner nodded and said, "These ten people have passed the identity verification."
Lan One, Lan Two, all the way to Lan Ten.
When everyone heard the names of these ten people, they instantly burst into laughter.
Damn it, what kind of lousy names were these? They were just like the names of cats and dogs. Were they really not fit to be humans?
However, it was amazing to have the Monarch's favor. These ten people were beggars with no household registration, no travel permits, no identities, and didn't even have the qualifications to stay in inns. Now, they were directly the invigilators.
And after cleaning them up, they actually all looked like humans.
But so what? Beggars were beggars.
At most, they practiced martial arts for a month. They probably didn't even learn the horse stance.
Do you know how to ride a horse?
Are you here to participate in the military examination?
Yesterday, you were tied to the back of a horse and returned to the capital. Everyone saw it clearly.
A few days ago, Enke the Lan Madman slept soundly during the written examination.
Now, it's your turn to court death and embarrass yourselves.
Once the examination is over, all eleven of you will be beheaded.
… …
After the identity verification, the three thousand candidates entered the examination hall!
Because this world's military examination was very important, far more than ancient China, there were more rules.
The written examination of the imperial examination required the names to be sealed.
For the military examination, after every candidate entered the examination hall, the order would be completely messed up.
Everyone received a shirt with a number on it.
Everyone received a mask. From the moment they entered the examination hall, they had to wear the mask.
They covered their faces and covered their names.
After entering the examination hall, everyone's identity was only known by the number on the shirt.
No one knew each other's identity, and the examiners didn't know who the candidates were.
This was also to prevent cheating in the military examination.
The score of each subject was also recorded after the number.
When the examination was over, the scores would be tallied, and the number would be compared with the name to carry out the final ranking and admission.
… …
The entire Martial Selection examination would take four whole days.
The first day was weightlifting.
Thirteen examiners sat in a row on the high ground.
Three thousand candidates were divided into a total of one hundred groups.
Each group had thirty people.
The weightlifting examination was divided into two parts.
In the first part, everyone had to lift a stone weight of five hundred and thirty kilograms, and hold on for about five seconds.
Of course, there was no concept of seconds in this world.
In the second part, everyone had to carry a weight of three hundred kilograms and run a hundred meters within the specified time. This time, converted to Earth time, was about forty-five seconds.
Wasn't it very abnormal and very scary?
There were probably only a few people on Earth who could complete these two tasks. Even the world weightlifting champion might not be able to do it.
This was the martial arts of the battlefield.
Strength was first, archery second, and horsemanship third.
What move, what sword technique, those were all secondary.
"Dong!"
A gong sounded.
The first group of thirty candidates, wearing masks, entered their respective positions.
"Dong!"
The second gong sounded.
The thirty candidates bent down and grabbed the stone weights.
"Dong!"
The third gong sounded.
The thirty candidates abruptly lifted the stone weights of five hundred and thirty kilograms.
"Ah …"
A shout was heard.
All of them were raised above their heads.
Next, they had to hold on for about five seconds. They could only put down the weights when the fourth gong sounded.
Every second felt like a year.
"Ah …" Suddenly, there was a scream.
One of the candidates could not hold on any longer. The stone weight directly fell down.
Then, like a chain reaction, the candidates screamed one after another.
They failed one after another.
There was even a candidate whose foot was directly smashed by the stone weight. Instantly, his flesh was badly mutilated, and he screamed in agony.
How painful was that?
It was too tragic! It was simply unbearable to look at.
This was the military examination. Not to mention injuries, even deaths occurred more than once or twice.
There was even a time when there was a major mistake during the riding and archery exam, and three candidates died in one go.
… …
Lan Three and Lan Five were both assigned to the first group.
They held the stone weights high, motionless, and calm.
The examiners saw it clearly and nodded their heads, drawing a circle behind the two's serial numbers.
This meant that the two of them were especially outstanding.
"Dong!"
Five seconds later, the gong sounded again.
The first group of candidates put down their stone weights one after another.
Some of them acted as if their nightmare had ended. They directly threw the stone weights on the ground and panted heavily.
As for Lan Three and Lan Five, they still casually put the stone weights on the ground, their bodies still perfectly straight.
The thirteen examiners nodded their heads in satisfaction, and drew a circle behind their numbers.
The first group ended.
Out of the thirty candidates, ten were directly eliminated.
For these ten people, the military examination was already over.
Weightlifting was the foundation of the military examination. Those who could not lift it or did not last long would be directly eliminated.
Even if they could lift it, even if they could hold on for five seconds, if their posture was not graceful, their legs trembled, and their arms swayed, they could be directly eliminated.
This depended on how ruthless the examiners were. As long as more than half of the examiners put a cross behind their number, they could get lost.
From start to finish, each group only took about a minute.
After the first group ended, the second group of candidates immediately went on stage. There was no pause, and it was orderly!
Only four hours later!
The first half of the military examination ended with the first half of the weightlifting segment.
Out of the three thousand candidates, one thousand were directly eliminated. One-third of the candidates shed tears and left dejectedly.
Then, the examination venue rested for an hour while the examiners and the candidates ate.
In the afternoon, the second half of the weightlifting segment officially began.
Each group had twenty candidates, and there were a total of one hundred groups.
"Dong!"
The first gong sounded.
The candidate bent down and grabbed two stone weights, which weighed a total of three hundred kilograms.
The second gong sounded. The candidate carried the three hundred kilograms of stone weights on his shoulders. The movements had to be accurate. It could only be on the shoulders and not on the back.
"Dong!"
The third gong sounded.
The candidates carried three hundred kilograms of stone weights and set off along the track. Their destination was a hill a hundred meters away.
In this hundred meters, the first fifty meters were flat ground, and the last fifty meters were uphill.
Of course, there was no concept of meters in this world. Using steps as a unit of length, a hundred meters was about one hundred and fifty steps.
A small hourglass was used as a timekeeping tool.
The sand would leak out for a total of forty-five seconds.
Once the time was up and the gong sounded again, it meant that the time was up.
At this time, if the candidates did not reach the destination and put down the stone weights, it meant that they had failed the test and would leave the venue immediately.
Hence, this martial test was much crueler than the literary test.
As the candidates of the first group, Lan San and Lan Wu lifted the three hundred kilograms of stone weights and dashed out like wild dogs.
They were extremely fast.
The thirteen examiners were shocked.
Who were these two candidates?
How could they be so strong?
Carrying the three hundred kilograms of stone weights was even faster than carrying them empty-handed.
Furthermore, their postures were not the slightest bit inelegant or messy.
They really had the demeanor of a famous general. They wondered which noble family they were from.
Impressive, impressive!
The key was that the two of them were extremely fast on the flat ground, but their speed on the slope was still astonishing.
In a short period of time, Lan San and Lan Wu had left the others far behind.
The two of them did not stop and sprinted from the beginning to the end. When they reached their destination, they gently put down the stone weights.
At this time, there was still more than half of the time left.
The stipulated time was forty-five seconds. The two of them used at most fifteen seconds.
The thirteen examiners circled their numbers and wrote down '15'.
Although they did not have the concept of seconds and used breaths as the unit of time, fifteen breaths were roughly fifteen seconds.
Very soon, the forty-five seconds were up.
"Dang, dang, dang!"
The gong rang.
This represented the end of the time and the end of the examination!
At this moment, half of the people had yet to reach the finish line.
But at this moment, one must not throw the stone weights on the way. Otherwise, one would be blacklisted and affect their qualifications for the next martial examination.
Gritting their teeth and holding back their tears, they had to lift the stone weights to the finish line before leaving in tears.
The second half of the weightlifting examination was slightly longer. It lasted for five hours.
The first day of the examination had officially ended.
Out of the three thousand candidates, two thousand were eliminated. Only one thousand would continue to participate in the examination tomorrow.
In the evening.
The eyes of these defeated candidates were red. They left the Tianyue Hunting Ground and only started bawling when they reached an empty place.
Some of the older candidates even cried until they collapsed on the ground, unable to get up.
The literary examination was different from the martial examination.
The literary examination could be passed until the age of fifty. But if one failed the martial examination after the age of thirty-eight, they would directly lose their qualifications.
If it was individual martial arts, one would only reach the peak at the age of forty or fifty.
However, martial arts on the battlefield tested one's strength and endurance. One would go downhill at the age of thirty.
The rule was that one couldn't be selected before the age of thirty-eight. In fact, during the examination, those above thirty-five would basically lose their chances. The examiners wouldn't accept them.
Practicing martial arts was a path of no return.
Once they failed the martial examination, they would forever lose the chance to become an official.
They would forever lose the chance to stand out.
How could they not cry?
How could they not despair?
… …
The next day, the second round of the Enke martial examination began!
Today's examination was on foot shooting. It was still divided into two parts.
The first part was to shoot fixed targets.
The second part was to shoot live targets.
There were a total of one thousand people participating in the examination today. They were divided into fifty groups with twenty people in each group.
Lan Three and Lan Five were still in the first group.
"Dang!" The first gong sounded.
The twenty candidates in the first group drew their bows and nocked their arrows.
"Dang!" The second gong sounded.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh …"
The twenty people began to shoot.
Following that, the gong sounded continuously.
"Dang dang dang dang dang …"
Every second, there would be a total of sixty sounds.
That was about a minute.
Within this minute, all the candidates had to finish shooting their arrows.
Every fixed target would have a corresponding number on it. After the examination, they would directly count the number of arrows on the target.
Hitting the target counted for one point, hitting the large circle counted for two points, and hitting the small circle in the bullseye counted for four points.
This scoring method was different from the modern Olympic Games, but it was scientific enough.
Those with less than twenty points were all eliminated.
The target had a number, but the arrows did not. If you shot an arrow on someone else's target, then sorry to say, it would be directly added to that person's score. (Matthew Emmons, I'm talking about you.)
Moreover, the final scoring was not only based on the accuracy, but also on the strength of the arrow. If you were strong enough to shoot through the target, although there would not be any bonus points, the examiner would circle your number.
On the other hand, if you were weak and could not shoot through the membrane, oh no, could not shoot through the target, and could only nail on it slightly, then even if your accuracy was high enough, there was a possibility that you would be eliminated and your score would be deducted.
Therefore, the most powerful candidates would choose a stronger bow.
For example, the ten geniuses of the Lan family all chose a strong bow of one and a half stone.
After the gong sounded.
Lan Three and Lan Five drew their bows and shot wildly!
Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh!
Their speed was extremely fast.
A powerful bloodline was awesome.
Normal archers relied on muscle memory, while geniuses relied on mental strength.
The allotted time was sixty seconds.
However, only thirty seconds later.
Lan Three and Lan Five had shot all ten arrows.
Then, there was no need to look at the results.
The distance of a hundred steps was a piece of cake for the ten geniuses of the Lan family. During normal training, they usually took 150 steps.
All ten arrows hit the small circle in the bullseye.
Every arrow pierced through the target.
These thirteen examiners were all experts. Although Lan Three and Lan Five's specific scores had not been presented, they had already circled the numbers of the two candidates.
These two were really too outstanding.
From yesterday until now, they had been able to do it with ease.
In modern terms, they were as steady as a dog.
Four hours later!
The first half of the shooting test on the second day ended!
Similarly, the results were out immediately. Those with less than twenty points were all eliminated.
Even if they had twenty points, if they were crossed, they would all be eliminated.
Out of a thousand people, only 520 were left. Another half were eliminated.
…
In the afternoon!
The second half of the shooting test.
Moving targets!
The so-called moving targets did not refer to shooting living things.
Instead, the soldiers were to hide in the trench and move back and forth within a certain range. Then, they would suddenly raise the target. Three or four seconds later, they would sink the target again. After a while, they would suddenly raise the target again.
The archer had no idea where the target would appear.
There was no time to aim at all. They had to adapt to the situation. They had to judge, aim, and shoot in the shortest time possible.
This time, they were divided into fifty-two groups. Each group had ten candidates.
Lan Three and Lan Five were still in the first group.
"Dong!" The first gong sounded.
The ten examinees drew their bows and nocked their arrows, focusing all their attention on the target.
Because the soldiers in the trench could raise the target at any time.
Suddenly, the first target was lifted up.
"Swoosh … swoosh …"
Instantly, two arrows were released. Both hit the bullseye.
Lan Three was stunned.
That's my target. My friend next to me, what are you shooting at?
The candidate next to him burst into tears.
I … F * ck!
Each person had ten arrows, and if they used one, they would have one less.
The soldier who was raising the target for Lan Three was stunned when he saw the two arrows on his target. The legendary situation had actually happened to him?
I'm being shot at by two people at the same time?
He hid in the trench and immediately confronted Lan Three.
I will never let you hit me. I must walk in the footsteps of a devil, my raised target must be erratic.
I will make you miss the target, miss the target, miss the target!
In the end!
This soldier was already very, very desperate.
He was completely racking his brains, thinking about how to raise the target, how to change the position, and how to time it.
However …
As long as he raised the target, a crisp sound would be heard in an instant.
An arrow directly hit the bullseye. Moreover, it was so powerful that it directly pierced through the target.
If this arrow hit his body, it would directly pierce through.
The first arrow, the second arrow, the third arrow, the fourth arrow …
On the tenth arrow.
This soldier stopped the last bit of time. Then, at the furthest corner, he suddenly raised the target.
"Bang, bang …"
An instant later, another two arrows hit the target.
F * ck, what's going on?
Are you cheating on purpose?
Each person only has ten arrows, but I have twelve arrows on my target?
You're not shooting me with two people, but with three people?
This is too much!
Then, the man on Lan San's right also cried.
F * ck, f * ck!
A moment later, this man's target was raised, but there were no arrows in his hands.
Of course, there were no arrows in his heart either.
Seeing this scene, all the examiners could not help but laugh.
This happy scene still happened, and it happened to the same person twice.
Therefore, the 13 examiners drew another circle behind Lan San's number.
… …
Four hours later!
The second half of the walking shooting test had ended.
This time, all those who did not score ten points were eliminated.
Of the five hundred and twenty people, 320 had been eliminated, leaving only two hundred people.
How could some people be so coincidental that they actually made up a whole number?
No, it was not a coincidence.
In fact, in the walking shooting test, there were a total of 206 candidates who had scored more than ten points.
The examiners felt that the odd number was not good, so they erased it.
Your arrow's angle is a little off. Eliminated.
Your arrow's too shallow. Eliminated.
After two days of the test, there were only 200 candidates left out of 3000.
By the way, there was a piece of good news.
According to the usual practice, about half of the mounted archery test would be eliminated tomorrow.
This meant that there would at most be 100 candidates on the last day of the test.
The last day of the saber test!
… …
The martial arts test began on the third day!
Today was mounted archery. Each group consisted of five people, and there were a total of 40 groups.
There was a track for this test. It was about 300 meters long and 10 meters wide.
The track was uneven and crooked.
Each group of candidates had to finish the track on horseback within the allotted time.
Along the way, 50 rabbits would appear on the left and right sides of the track. Each person had 20 arrows.
These rabbits would appear randomly, at any time, and anywhere.
Once they appeared, the candidates would immediately shoot them on horseback.
The rabbits did not have numbers, but each candidate's arrow had a number on it.
After the test, they would directly pick up the dead rabbit and verify the arrow number on it.
Of course, what if two people shot the same rabbit at the same time?
Then it would depend on who shot the rabbit's head.
Then what if both swords hit the rabbit's head? Then it would depend on whose arrow was closer to the rabbit's eyes.
Of course, the entire process was supervised.
If two people aimed at the same rabbit and shot at almost the same time, it would not be considered a violation.
But if the first person had already shot the rabbit and it stopped moving, and you shot another arrow, your number would be crossed and you would be eliminated.
Then how long would the mounted archery test take?
Ninety gongs, which was a minute and a half.
In this minute and a half, you had to run 300 meters on horseback and shoot the rabbits.
Once the time was up and you did not reach your destination, no matter how many rabbits you shot, you would be judged to have failed the test.
Lan Three and Lan Five were once again placed in the first group.
"Dong!"
The first gong sounded.
The first group of five candidates galloped out on horseback.
On both sides of the road, rabbits were constantly released.
Lan Three and Lan Five were on horseback, nocking their arrows.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh …"
They shot their arrows quickly and galloped as fast as they could.
They did not slow down their horses to shoot the rabbits, nor did they stop.
But they did not delay shooting because of galloping.
To these bloodline geniuses, time seemed to slow down.
To them, one second was as long as two or three seconds for others.
The two of them were riding on horses bought by the Heaven Dao Union.
Just as the test started, the two of them were far ahead of the others.
Lan Three was in charge of shooting the rabbits on the left, while Lan Five was in charge of shooting the rabbits on the right.
The other three in the same group were far behind.
They were horrified to discover.
F * ck, all the rabbits had been shot dead.
They had to quickly catch up to them.
But they had to aim and ride a horse at the same time. It was very difficult!
Who were these two people in front?
They were simply abnormal!
The horses were really fast, and they were so accurate.
But Lan Three and Lan Five had something to say.
What was a genius?
We used the time we used to shoot the rabbits to shoot the mice.
The gong had only sounded fifty times.
Lan Three and Lan Five had already reached the main point and handed over their bows.
The two of them were trembling in their hearts.
It's over, it's over.
Lan Three and twenty arrows only killed sixteen rabbits.
Lan Wu killed fifteen of them.
Of course, according to the rules of mounted archery, killing more than ten was considered a full score.
But to Lord Thousand Households Bitter Joy, not killing twenty was considered a failure.
When they returned, they would definitely be killed by him.
Bitterhead Joy would definitely scold them to the point where they were covered in cuts and bruises, and then he would punish them physically. He would definitely make them regret living in this world.
"It's over, it's over, he will kill us."
"Third brother, what should we do? We will be killed! "
Lan San and Lan Wu kept slapping their heads in remorse.
The examiners were shocked when they saw this.
Their results were so good, and they still had to punish themselves. These two had too high expectations of themselves.
They were indeed the pillars of our State of Yue. Draw a circle, draw a circle!
… …
Eight hours later!
The third day of mounted archery examination had officially ended!
According to the rules, those who did not kill five rabbits within the specified time would be eliminated.
Hence, out of the two hundred examinees, only eighty were left.
Sixty percent of the examinees were eliminated.
This number was very surprising. In the past, only a hundred out of the two hundred examinees would make it to the last day.
But this time, there were only eighty?
Soon, the examiners realized.
Because there were more than ten abnormal demons. These people were too strong, and each of them killed an average of fifteen rabbits.
They snatched away all the rabbits of the examinees in the same group, causing some examinees who could have passed to be eliminated.
It was too tragic.
It was a great misfortune to take the examination with geniuses.
But this time, there were more than ten of them.
It was simply tragic!
At night, more than a hundred examinees' eyes were red, and they cursed as they left the examination hall.
"F * ck me, there's a freak in our group. He's fast on horseback, and he's fast on shooting rabbits. He's killed seventeen rabbits by himself. I didn't even touch a single hair of a rabbit when I was following behind him. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been eliminated!
"Brother, you're lucky. We have two monsters in our group!"
"This time, Enke's military examination is too abnormal. It's a scam!"
"Oh right, where are the ten beggars under that scum Shen Lang?"
"He must have left on the first day. Why would we help him?"
"We're waiting for a good show. Shen Lang has a bet with a few hundred ruffians. If he loses, everyone will spit on him."
"That idiot Shen Lang will be spit on? That's great. We must go and watch. That's the only good news. "
Suddenly, someone said, "Is it possible that those few hundred ruffians ate ten catties of sh * t?"
Everyone around said in disdain, "How is that possible? Didn't you hear? Lunatic Lan slept in the examination hall for three days and handed in a blank paper. There are so many geniuses in this martial examination. These ten beggars have only practiced martial arts for a month. They don't even know how to ride a horse. How could they pass? They should have left long ago. "
"So, Shen Lang is definitely going to lose. Who knows how many ruffians have started accumulating their phlegm tonight, waiting to spit on Shen Lang's face tomorrow when the results are released."
… …
The fourth day!
Today was the last day of the martial examination. Saber!
The Tang Dynasty's military examination was a javelin test. Riding a horse through a narrow path, there were wooden puppets on the left and right sides, and the wooden puppets had wooden planks on their heads.
Candidates galloped past on horseback, using their spears to pierce the wooden board on the puppet's head.
The wooden board fell, but the puppet could not fall!
This was already very difficult. It had extremely high requirements for strength and precision.
However, the State of Yue's Imperial Examination Saber was even more insane!
Candidates rode across a 300-meter track.
Along the way, 20 mud balls would come hurtling towards them.
Sometimes one, sometimes two.
Of course, there would not be more than two.
Candidates could not be hit by the mud balls. Moreover, they had to use their sabers to hit the mud balls as they galloped.
This not only tested speed, eyesight, but also judgment and accuracy.
This time, there were no groups.
One by one, candidates took turns!
Lan San went first, Lan Wu second.
Lan San squeezed his horse's belly and charged forward.
Instantly, a mud ball flew towards him from the left.
Lan San slashed with his saber.
Instantly, the mud ball was smashed in mid-air.
Then, the second, the third …
One minute later!
Lan San's examination ended!
He was not hit by a single mud ball, but he only hit 11 mud balls.
According to the rules!
Those who were hit by more than three mud balls were directly eliminated.
Those who hit less than three mud balls were directly eliminated.
Lan Wu was the second to go up.
Similarly, he only used one minute to complete the examination.
Similarly, he was not hit by a single mud ball, but he only hit nine mud balls.
The 13 examiners had memorized the numbers of these geniuses.
Without hesitation, they circled the numbers of the two candidates.
Six hours later!
The fourth day of the examination ended.
On the last day of the Saber examination, 30 out of 80 candidates were eliminated.
Only 50 candidates were left!
This year's Enke Military Examination had officially ended!
3,000 candidates took the examination, and only 50 passed.
This was the lowest record in history.
It was not because this year's candidates were too weak, but because … there were too many geniuses and freaks!
… …
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