48 Inscriptions Tes (2/2)

In those pictures, there were countless Inscriptions that required Wang Baole to differentiate, and simultaneously follow a set sequence to complete the ranking.

While it was like this, the difficulty was not too high. However, in truth, more complicated Inscriptions questions could appear at any moment during the process, such as fill in the blank questions or multiple-choice questions. Other questions needed to be annotated or required the student to draw the Inscriptions.

These questions appeared at random times. The moment the candidate answered the question incorrectly, the test would end. Furthermore, the test had a strict time limit, and the moment the candidate exceeded the time limit, the test would also end.

This difficulty caused the students to refer to the Inscriptions study test as the devil's trial.

Now, although everyone who was spectating the process could not see Wang Baole's answering progress, they could see Wang Baole's result constantly changing and increasing on the blue wall.

30,000, 80,000, 120,000, 200,000!

In a short five minutes, Wang Baole's number swiftly exploded. The constantly jumping numbers immediately struck all the students in the Inscriptions Hall dumb with amazement again, and some students even stood up, speechless.

”That's fast!”

”This Wang Baole… It can't be that he will become the new Head Prefect!”

The jumping of Wang Baole's number was truly terrifying. When Cao Kun was promoted, he had required one hour to raise the number to 200,000.

The cry of amazement from the Inscriptions Hall quickly spread. To the students, this incident could be said to be an incident of an unbelievable magnitude. With the news spreading, the Inscriptions College Discipline Department's inspectors also heard of it. While all of them were stunned, they also paid attention. As for those who were close to Cao Kun, they quickly informed him of the news.

”Head Prefect Cao, Wang Baole is in the Inscriptions Hall. He… he wants to challenge you!”

Cao Kun—who was buried in his studies in the cave abode and had experienced some sort of breakthrough in memorizing Inscriptions—raised his head violently when he heard the voice transmission. His stress was unprecedentedly huge, and he was frantic.

”Wang Baole!”

If it had been before the Chancellor's lecture, he would have laughed mockingly if he had heard of this situation. But today, his heart beat rapidly, and a strong sense of unease caused his breathing to become erratic. He charged out of the cave abode fiercely and ran straight toward the Inscriptions Hall.

When he arrived, people already filled the interior and exterior of the classroom. It was clear that Wang Baole's opening of the Inscriptions blue wall had attracted the attention of everyone in the Dharmic Armament faculty, and they had all arrived en masse.

It was possible to even hear the shocked cries coming from inside the lecture hall.

”It's already 230,000. Heavens!”

”Way too fast, 250,000!”

”How proficient is this Wang Baole in Inscriptions that he can be so fast? Don't tell me that, to him, these 200,000 or so Inscriptions are already something he can easily answer in an instant!”

After spotting Cao Kun's silhouette, the crowd's expressions changed too many times to count, especially upon noticing Cao Kun's red eyes and his obviously mad expression. The crowd quickly created a path to allow Cao Kun to rush into the hall. As he entered, he did not have the energy to care about the confused stares from the students and looked directly at Wang Baole.

When he looked, he saw that Wang Baole's number on the blue wall had reached 280,000. Cao Kun felt as though a bomb had gone off in his brain, his vision turned black and he staggered, breathing with some difficulty. His face turned white in that instant, and the veins on his forehead stood up as he moaned.

”Wang Baole, you want to surpass me, impossible. I will also… apply for the test!”

Cao Kun stepped forward fiercely and placed his right hand directly on the blue wall. The Head Prefect test had the light from the blue wall as protection so that no one could disrupt the student, but that did not mean that only one person could take the test at a time.

Now, Cao Kun and Wang Baole were competing directly against each other. In the Spirit Kernel Head Prefect Pavilion, Lin Tianhao, stood suddenly and threw his teacup viciously onto the ground, gritting his teeth.

”Wang Baole, you want to fight with me. You peasant-born cooked entrails, how dare you oppose me!”