Chapter 231 (2/2)

National Royal junior college.

The second Hall of martial arts.

”Hahaha, it's an IQ game.”

Lin Beichen finished the advertisement, licked a piece of bright red watermelon pulp on the corner of his mouth, and laughed: ”chief examiner, count quickly, how many petals does this sword go down?”

The grey haired Wu Fenggu wiped the bright red watermelon juice on his face and roared: ”Lin Beichen, what are you doing?”

I'm so angry that the examiners' dialects pop up.

”In the exam.”

Lin Beichen said boldly: ”isn't it just to kill the opponent? If they go down with one sword, their opponents will become thirty or forty pieces. If I go down with one sword, my opponents will become rotten and more deadly, so I think... ”

”Shut up.”

Wu Fenggu roared: ”don't you think, I want me to think... You've fouled. It doesn't conform to the rules of sword speed war. The result is invalid.”

Lin Beichen argued: ”my Lord, I have read the examination rules in detail. If there are no rules, it will not work. I protest...”

”No protest.”

Wu Fenggu interrupted directly and said: ”the examiner has the final right to interpret the test results. Your test results this time are invalid. I will give you a chance to retest, otherwise, it will be considered as abstention!”

Then he raised his hand and picked off the watermelon pulp hanging from the gray hair.

”Er...”

Lin Beichen was speechless.

It seems that this opportunism failed.

Around the students, heard here, immediately relieved.

What Lin Beichen said is right. This time in the examination rules, it is not clear that this method is illegal, but it is obviously not in line with common sense.

If Lin Beichen's score is effective and the next talented students take part in the test in this way, would it not be a joke to see the top grades of Wei Yang, early morning and Cao Botian on the eve?

Anyone can crush them!

The assistant invigilator, who was covered with watermelon juice, came up to clean up the long black stone table and put on a new watermelon.

”Reopen the exam.”

Wu Fenggu, the chief examiner, cheered.

He stood beside Lin Beichen, invigilating the exam at close range.

Lin Beichen sighed.

He is really not good at this subject.

After all, all his martial arts ideas are to build defense first, then escape, then strength, and finally practice swordsmanship.

And in Lin Beichen's opinion, there is no significance in how many swords can be produced in one breath.

It's meaningless that you can't defeat your opponent with ten thousand swords?

The real speed of sword lies in one sword.

He took the sword from the invigilator, held it in his hand, and watched the watermelon.

This observation reveals a strange thing.

What used to be as like as two peas, and the size of the watermelons used to be tested is almost the same. They are almost all the same. They are round and chubby, and the jade skin is so smooth that they are delicious.

”This melon is good.”

Lin Beichen sighed casually.

Wu Fenggu was very serious. Hearing this sentence, he suddenly said with a smile: ”of course, this melon is an emerald melon produced in our Wu family's Xiaoxishan melon field. It is irrigated by the underground spring of Xiaoxishan. There is no need to use the dark pattern array to accelerate the ripening. It is ripened twice a year and picked manually. It is not only beautiful in appearance, similar in size, but also seedless and thin skinned, It's sweet and delicious. You can only buy a silver coin by hanging it. It can be said that it's of high quality and low price... ”

When it comes to the second half, the serious examiner is no longer facing Lin Beichen, but the lens of ”a thousand Li Mu”.

There was a dead silence in the martial arts hall.

Lin Beichen was stunned.

what the fuck!

More shameless than me?

I'm willing to give up.