The intense competition is finally about to begin.

The three incense sticks on the platform had been burned. The moment the last incense ash fell to the ground, the eight officials lifted the people on the platform from different eight directions.

Each of them is handsome and elegant. Although they have different ages and different cultivation levels, their gorgeous temperament is incomparable to those in the audience.

The first time he appeared in front of Lin Dong and the others, the youngest official named Qin Ruyi was almost a fledgling in front of the other people.

As soon as these people appeared, the audience suddenly became silent. A man in a mysterious suit cleared his throat and shouted loudly, "Welcome to participate in the annual Tianjiao Championship. Every year, new blood will be injected into our huge camp of cultivating immortals. The Tianjiao Championship will be the result of your cultivation of immortals this year. Without further ado, I will tell you the rules of this year..."

Lin Dong listened carefully to the leaders on stage’s idle life, and felt like the long nonsense that the leader before the company held a membership meeting.

"Our rules are divided into literary tests and military tests."

Before he finished speaking, there was an uproar below. Someone whispered: "There were no literary tests in previous years."

"That's right, who is the rule of [unknown novel www.downxt.net]?"

"The literature test seems to be testing those difficult mantras, and the like."

"But the secret scripts of each sect are not the same, how do you test them?"

"Ahem, I know you have many questions. In the past, we didn't have literary tests, only martial tests, so many of us, although we won the competition, their character and quality are very low. Some people can't even remember the basic sect rules and regulations of our sect, let alone the general regulations of our Star Continent. After practicing immortals for so many years, they can still do some frivolous things. The dirty people are not as dirty as grassroots people who have never practiced immortals. You all ask yourself, what is the real purpose of cultivating immortals? Is it just to bully the weak and domineering in this continent? I tell you, anyone who has such an idea will be eliminated!"

Lin Dong looked at the person talking on the stage without saying a word. He suddenly felt that the righteous young man was very much like the principal of his high school years. He remembered that when he was in his senior year, the principal of the oath-taking meeting stood on the stage like the young man and scolded them indignantly and warned them what the purpose of learning was.

The audience calmed down again. The people who listened to the lectures were like elementary school students who did something wrong, bowing their heads obediently. In fact, they were racking their brains to think about what kind of sect rules and those difficult-to-understand classics and regulations.

Some people are calm and confident, always with a confident smile on their faces. Some people are frowning. It is obvious that these people are all poor students. At first glance, they are not abide by the rules and do not study well.

Our male protagonist, Mr. Lin Dong, took out his mobile phone from his arms and found the app the old man asked him to download. He searched through all the secret scripts of Xianyun Sect. He organized all the important regulations, spells and sect regulations into papers, and used what he had learned before to imprint them all into his mind.

When all this was done, the young man talking on the stage had already shut up. Several young men in blue gowns were mentioned to the stage to participate in the first literary test competition.

Before the competition, Xiaojian ordered Qin Ruyi took out a two-foot-long wood incense to ignite it. The fragrance rose like a straight line. Young Master Qin's voice also floated in the air with a pleasant sound: "The beginning of the literary test, those who have answered all the questions in one stick of incense and whose accuracy rate is more than 90% can stay and continue to participate in the next round. Those who eliminated the literary test will be exempted from participating in the martial arts test. There are three literary test games in total."

Lin Dong raised his head and watched quietly.

A few young people stood in a row before their eyes and showed a looming piece of computer screen answering board similar to the kind of computer screen in variety shows. The questions on each person's answering board were different. Although they were next to each other, they could not cheat each other and remind each other.

When the commander saw the order, he stood in front of each of them and stared at them fiercely. Once he found someone whispering, he would abolish his cultivation on the spot.

Everyone in the audience abandoned Lian Sheng and looked at the people on the stage answering questions silently. Although they could not see their faces or what kind of questions were on their question board, they were all silently worried about them, and at the same time they were nervous about themselves.

It's like everyone comes to take the art exam that they are best at, but in the first two seconds before the exam, the invigilator suddenly told you that you want to take the written exam first, and the level of this written exam is more important than talent performance! So, those poor students who don't like to study are panicked at this moment.

Although they were not so serious when they were learning those awkward and old-fashioned rules, and they had not recited the secret codes one by one, they had already used it over time. It would be a pity if this was ruined in the literary test competition.

Lin Dong thought to himself that this competition actually has rigid times, such as this so-called literary test that values ​​"quality". Some people have good memory, but their character is not good. Although he can pass all the rules and even the mainland patriarchal laws silently, he is still a scumbag in the end.

It seems that no matter where or in any world, there are such unfair things. It can be seen that the so-called fairness and justice are not absolute, and there are no absolute things.

After seeing him looking at his cell phone twice, Mu Qing'er stood there in a daze and said quietly, "Are you sure about the literary test?"

Lin Dong smiled and said, "Of course I'm sure, it's all here." He pointed to his head, "No matter what he takes, I have a standard answer here."

Mu Qing'er nodded, "That's good, then I'll feel relieved."

The time for a stick of incense was soon over, and Young Master Qin shouted, "You guys, please turn your back first." The people turned around and faced everyone in the audience, their faces were full of frustration. It seemed that none of the questions should have been answered correctly.

Qin Ruyi was the first tester of the paper. He quickly reviewed the answers of those people one by one. Yue Baifengqing showed a helpless expression on his face. He turned around and said, "The result of this game is very unsatisfactory. Only Mr. Li from Zhuyuling has a correct rate of more than 90%. All the others have been eliminated."

The young man in a dark suit standing on the far right had a faint smile on his face. He turned around and bowed to Mr. Xiao Qin to thank him, and then left the stage.
Chapter completed!