Chapter 48 Fret Pattern Assessment

Wang Baole, who was proud of himself, felt refreshed when he thought about the rapid progress of his fretwork formula, and Cao Kun's aggrieved expression. Especially when he saw the emerald green bracelet on his wrist, his eyes lit up and he was excited. endlessly.

"Storage artifact!" Wang Baole was very excited, and he couldn't put it down. It was obvious that this item was too rare for students like them. After entering the Era of Spirituality, for ordinary people, the most intuitive one is one of the symbols of monks.

Now on the way back to the Cave of the Magic Army Department, Wang Baole couldn't help but try to put his belongings in the storage bracelet. The use of this magic weapon is very simple. In today's Federation, as long as someone who has practiced Qi Yang Jue , so that it can be used after recognizing the master.

Just pouring spiritual energy in, you can instantly feel that there is a two-foot-sized space inside the bracelet, and you can put and take out items with your mind. After Wang Baole tried it, he became more and more excited.

Along the way, he kept putting things in and taking them out again. He even imitated the posture of the courtyard master and the others. He raised his right hand and turned it over, and a pack of snacks appeared in his hand, and turned it over again, and the snacks disappeared.

All this made Wang Baole burst into laughter. In this good mood, he quickly returned to the cave, took the forged jade slip given by the elder of Magic Bing Pavilion, and looked at it.

The so-called forging materials are actually about all the materials used to bless and increase the spirit blanks of all things in the world. At the same time, there is also a simple method of melting materials. After a long time, Wang Baole, who has some experience, puts down the jade slips, enters the dream world, and continues Deduce your own formula.

After asking questions and solving doubts in the master lecture hall this time, Wang Baole quickly added a lot of basic knowledge to himself, and even gained a deeper understanding of the fret formula by analogy. When he restarted the calculation at this moment, he quickly understood I found that my deduction speed was much faster than before.

Until three days passed, Wang Baole was excited to find that the number of times he had been bombarded by lightning during these three days had already been counted on the fingers of his fingers, and often as soon as the fretwork appeared on the mask, he would be able to give an answer in an instant.

Although the number of frets in memory is still only a few hundred thousand, but through the formula, he can deduce all the frets he needs. To a certain extent, it is no exaggeration to say that he has memorized millions of frets .

The most important thing is that his understanding of these frets is also more profound because it is derived from the formula.

After realizing that he seemed to be very powerful, Wang Baole couldn't bear it anymore, because he didn't want Liu Daobin and others to continue to suffer, and he didn't want Zhang Lan and the others to continue to be arrogant. Resolute and decisive, he went directly to Huiwen School.

When he came to the fretwork school, classes were in progress here, and the fretwork teacher on the podium was talking about fretwork to the students below with a serious face.

As soon as Wang Baolai saw the teacher, he hurriedly greeted him with fists cupped. His arrival immediately attracted the attention of the students, and even the teacher looked over. If someone else entered in the middle of the class, the teacher would definitely be unhappy and scold him. , but seeing that it was Wang Baole, the teacher who participated in the lecture had a warm smile on his face.

"It's classmate Baole. Today I'm talking about the basic fret pattern. If you are interested, you can come and listen to it." The teacher's appreciation was undisguised. Wang Baole's kind voice was the same as he used to treat other people. There is a huge difference in the severity of the students.

This made the students around all surprised, why? Even though Wang Baole is the head of Lingshi School, this is the Huiwen School after all...

"Teacher, I'm sorry, that... I want to start the Qingbi Trial, to see how far I have mastered the fretwork, or I will wait for you to come back after class." Wang Baole scratched his head, he came In a hurry, I didn't think about the things that are currently in class here.

When the teacher heard this, his eyes lit up and he laughed.

"You don't have to wait for get out of class to end, Bao Le, just start the trial. The teacher will protect you and witness the appearance of a new student in my Hui Wen school!" He also wanted to know to what extent Wang Baole had grasped the fretwork. According to his judgment, it should be at least 600,000.

When the students around heard the conversation between Wang Baole and the teacher, especially when they heard the first three characters, they all opened their eyes suddenly, their minds roared, as if they had seen a ghost, and they looked at Wang Baole in horror.

"Oh my god, Wang Baole, is he going to... attack the head of Huiwen school?"

"How is this possible? He has only been a Lingshi student for the first few months...but why is the teacher so convinced?"

"If this makes him successful, he will be both the head of Lingshi and the head of Huiwen!!"

When everyone in the school looked like a ghost, Wang Baole took a deep breath, bowed to the teacher, walked into the school, stood in front of the blue wall in the school, raised his hand on it, and then opened the door. Green wall trial.

In an instant, a cyan light burst out from the green wall, covering Wang Baole directly. As Wang Baole sat down cross-legged, his trial officially began!

The trial of fretwork is different from Lingshi study. It is not to test and refine, but to condense a fantasy to verify the student's mastery of fretwork. At this moment, as Wang Baole sits down, everyone and the teacher are paying close attention Suddenly, a picture that outsiders couldn't see appeared in front of Wang Baole's eyes.

In that picture, there are countless frets, and Wang Baole needs to identify them one by one, and at the same time arrange them in a specific order.

If only this is the case, the difficulty is not particularly high, but in fact, in the process, various more complicated frets will appear randomly, some are fill-in-the-blank questions, some are multiple-choice questions, and some need to be annotated, and more Use annotations to draw frets.

These questions appear from time to time, once the answer is wrong, the assessment will end, and there are strict time requirements in the entire assessment process, once the time is over, it will also end.

With such difficulty, the assessment of fretwork is secretly called the devil's test by the students.

At this moment, under the attention of all the people, although they couldn't see the specific process of Wang Baole's answering the question, they could see the constantly changing and increasing data of Wang Baole on the blue stone wall!

Thirty thousand, eighty thousand, one hundred and twenty thousand, two hundred thousand! !

In just half a stick of incense, Wang Baole's stats skyrocketed, and the constantly jumping numbers immediately shocked all the students in the Huiwen Academy. Many even stood up and exclaimed.

"So fast!!"

"This Wang Baole...could it really be the new school head!!"

It is really that Wang Baole's data jump is too scary. You must know that even Cao Kun, who was promoted to the head of the school, took half an hour to make the data reach the level of 200,000.

The exclamation in the Huiwen Academy spread quickly in all directions. For the students, this matter can be said to be a top-level event. At the same time as this is unbelievable, he is also paying attention. If he has a good relationship with Cao Kun, he hastened to tell Cao Kun the news.

"Cao Xueshou, Wang Baole is in Huiwen Academy, he... he is going to challenge you!!"

Cao Kun, who was studying hard in the cave mansion and had made a breakthrough in reciting the fret pattern, raised his head suddenly after hearing the sound transmission, feeling the pressure unprecedentedly, and even panicked.

"Wang Baole!!"

If he had been in charge of the lecture hall, he would have laughed at it when he heard about it, but now his heart was beating wildly, and his breathing was out of rhythm due to the intense anxiety, so he rushed out of the cave and went straight to Huiwen Academy.

When he arrived, the Huiwen Academy was already overcrowded. It was obvious that Wang Baole's opening of the Huiwen Qingbi attracted the attention of everyone in the Magic Weapon Department.

Exclamations could even be heard from inside the school.

"Twenty-three, my God!"

"Too fast, 250,000!!"

"To what extent is Wang Baole's grasp of the frets so fast? Could it be that for him, the more than 200,000 frets in front of him can be answered in an instant!"

After noticing Cao Kun's figure, the expressions of the people around them changed in different ways, especially when they saw Cao Kun's red eyes and obviously crazy expression, everyone hurried out of the way, causing Cao Kun to rush forward quickly. After entering the school, as soon as he entered, he didn't have time to pay attention to the weird eyes of everyone in the school, and looked directly at Wang Baole.

At this glance, after noticing that Wang Baole's data on the green wall had reached 280,000, Cao Kun only felt a thunder in his mind, his eyes were darkened, his body was staggering, and he had difficulty breathing. Pale for a moment, then the veins on his forehead bulged, and he let out a low growl.

"Wang Baole, it's impossible for you to surpass me. I also...apply for the assessment!"

Cao Kun stepped forward fiercely, raised his right hand and pressed it directly on the green wall. The first student assessment was protected by the light of the green wall, and outsiders could not interfere, but not only one person was assessed each time.

At this moment, when Cao Kun and Wang Baole were assessing and competing for superiority, Lin Tianhao stood up abruptly in the Pavilion of Lingbi Xueshou, threw the teacup in his hand to the ground, and gritted his teeth.

"Wang Baole, are you going to wrestle with me? You, a bastard from a commoner background, are worthy of fighting against me!!"