Chapter 31: The Imperial Weapon
After entering, Xiao Ran saw a reclining chair, and after he lay down, the instrument officially began to work.
In just two breaths, Xiao Ran could feel an invisible force coming from all directions, constantly converging into his mind.
At first, Xiao Ran only felt that he had a splitting headache, but as time passed, he seemed to have been activated with some kind of potential, and the pain gradually decreased, and a force from his body began to occupy his whole body, confronting each other with this invading force, and it became more and more intense.
When he reached a critical point, the force in Xiao Ran's body instantly collapsed, and just when the invading force was about to devour him, it disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"It's okay, come out."
Xiao Ran heard someone call him, so he sat up, he shook his head, feeling a little dull, but not very serious.
Out of the test instrument, Xiao Ran walked to the recorder and saw that his value was 12312.
"Excuse me, what is the situation with this number?"
The recorder glanced at Xiao Ran and said with a smile: "Maybe you are the tallest today." ”
Xiao Ran was dumbfounded, and finally smiled at the recorder and left.
After waiting for about ten minutes, everyone else in the dormitory had also finished the test, Xiao Ran turned his eyes to Yang Wangwu and asked, "Old Yang, how is it?" ”
Yang Forget sighed worriedly, "2873, it is estimated that it is hanging, but I am also relieved." ”
The crowd didn't say anything, the test was all done, and it was useless to say more.
"All the rankings will come out in the evening, so don't worry."
Pan Zhen read the message sent on his mobile phone and reminded everyone.
In the evening, the rankings came out.
Xiao Ran ranked third, and the first place was more than two thousand higher than him. And the second place in the dormitory is Shen Feng, 8932 ranked thirty-fourth.
This time, the ranking was in the top forty, so only Xiao Ran and Shen Feng successfully passed in the dormitory.
"By the way, Xiao Ran, next Friday night is the orientation party, aren't you from the student union, have you rehearsed?"
Xiao Ran had been busy cultivating before, and if it weren't for Pan Zhen's reminder that he almost forgot about this matter, it seemed that the first rehearsal would be held tonight.
Xiao Ran glanced at the time, seven and three in the evening.
"Oops!"
After speaking, he got up, and when he opened the door, he didn't forget to say thank you to Pan Zhen.
Xiao Ran ran like a fly, and finally arrived at the rehearsal gymnasium.
Seeing that Xiao Ran was late, Zhu Qiming in the distance slowly walked over.
"Xiao Ran, why don't you even have a concept of time? Is this intended to make everyone wait for you? ”
Xiao Ran knew that he was at a loss, so he didn't say anything.
"Why don't you get out of the way and tidy up the props?"
Xiao Ran didn't care if Zhu Qiming's tone was a little heavier, he just turned around and went to the side to sort out the props.
Zhu Qiming looked at Xiao Ran's deflated appearance, and suddenly felt a happy psychology of revenge in his heart.
When he saw that the people around him were looking this way, he couldn't help but turn cold.
"Still not working?"
Everyone didn't want to be bored, so they went their separate ways.
Although there are a lot of programs, the props are average, after all, some programs are not needed, or they can be shared by several programs, all Xiao Ran quickly finished counting, and after putting these things up in a neat and orderly manner, Xiao Ran actually had nothing else to do, and went back after watching the rehearsal.
Zhu Qiming didn't say anything after seeing Xiao Ran leave, but just called a few people who usually had a good relationship with him.
"Wait a minute, when you're almost gone, go and put your stuff in."
The group nodded and walked towards a small dark room.
Zhu Qiming looked at the shows on the stage, so he shouted to stop.
"It's not early today, let's go back, if you have time, you can come to the gymnasium to rehearse by yourself, but don't move those props, after all, it's not easy for the student union members to count once, I hope you understand."
The rehearsers all nodded and began to clean up.
When the people were almost gone, Zhu Qiming whistled, and then a few people came over with a box.
"Put him in the props of that revolutionary sketch, remember to hide it a little deeper, and be careful to expose the stuffing."
Several people agreed again and again.
Zhu Qiming nodded, watching a few people walk towards the props group, and couldn't help sneering in his heart.
Anyone who passes the soul test has to attend classes on the weekend, which is also a point of criticism, but in order to become better, they all admit it.
At eight o'clock in the morning on Saturday, Xiao Ran and Shen Feng made a table together, and they looked at the time and were a little sleepy.
"I'm afraid those lazy worms in the dormitory are still sleeping at this point."
Xiao Ran smiled bitterly: "The heavens will descend on the Si people, and they must first suffer their minds and work their muscles and bones, so bear with it." ”
At this time, a middle-aged man walked in, he was wearing a silver-white robe, several short swords at his waist, a high nose and a wide forehead, and angry eyebrows, which made people feel awe from the bottom of their hearts at first sight.
The man stood on the podium, his voice like a bell.
"My name is Li Nanyang, and I usually call me Teacher Li, but from today onwards, I will take your imperial weapon class."
Everyone was calmed by Li Nanyang's momentum, and no one spoke for a while.
However, Li Nanyang did not feel that there was anything wrong, or that he was accustomed to this situation.
"Okay, next, I'll show you the means of the imperial weapon first."
As he spoke, Li Nanyang took out a small sword from his waist, and then gently put it in his hand, only to see his right hand become a sword finger, and then the small sword trembled a few times, and then hung directly in the air.
This scene shocked all the classmates.
But this is not over, as Li Nanyang commanded the movement, the small sword flew up and began to fly in the classroom.
The small sword hovered in front of Shen Feng for a moment, and before Shen Feng could reach out, it flew past again.
Some people were shocked by Xiaojian's speed, and some people envied Li Nanyang's majesty, anyway, no one in the entire classroom was sleepy for a while.
It just so happened that there was a flying insect in the classroom at this time, and it made an inopportune buzzing sound.
Teacher Li's eyes lit up, his fingers moved, and the flying sword instantly mentioned its extreme speed, which could almost be described as a streamer, and in the next second, the small sword was directly nailed to the wall, but the small sword only nailed a very shallow hole in the wall.
The classmates looked over one by one in surprise, only to see that under the small sword, the center of a mosquito was nailed through the center of the body and killed on the spot.
Everyone present gasped.
"That's amazing!"
In the next second, Mr. Li took back the flying sword and tied it back to his waist.
"Maybe you have seen the chic of my flying sword today, but you have never seen the pain when I first practiced the sword."
"I'm showing you today just to give you an interest, but in the future, if you really master this technology, remember not to use the flying sword as your pampered capital, but to use the flying sword as a force to protect humanity."