The Mightiest Little Peasant

Dan Yunshan, in the main hall square, placed more than two thousand seats.

A futon, a table, pen and ink.

Candidates are sitting in danger, some are still holding Buddha feet temporarily, holding Danshu reading, and some are closing their eyes to recuperate.

Around the square, a circle of seats was placed, full of spectators, all of whom came to watch the assessment.

They whispered and talked, and their eyes swept from time to time to a position in the middle of the square, where a young man in white clothes was sitting.

"This is that Tang Ritian? I heard that it is terrible, Dan Yuantongtian, alarmed the entire Danyuan!"

"It's such a monster to come to the assessment at such a young age! Compared with him, Mu Dingshan and Yaowanggu are inferior."

Everyone's tone was a little amazed.

Tang Hao was sitting precariously, closing his eyes in contemplation.

He was wondering what happened just now, and listening to the courtyard master said that Dan Yuan is a pretty mysterious thing, which can be understood as an affinity.

Dan Yuangao has a higher degree of agreement with Danding, especially the old, nearly psychic Danding, in the hands of Dan Yuangao, is more easily subdued and exerts better results.

The refining Dan is naturally better.

"My Dan Yuan is really that tall?"

Tang Hao was a little skeptical. He used to hold a lot of tripods in his hands when he was digging up. It was just a few seconds, which was not enough to attract Ding soul into the body. , Seems impatient.

"It's weird!"

He thought about it, but he thought of the small broken tripod.

"Is it it?"

After thinking about it for a while, he remembered Uncle Wei's words again, saying that there was a treasure buried in that tan tomb.

"Impossible! That little broken tripod is broken, how could it be a treasure, how could a treasure be so cold."

Tang Hao laughed and denied the idea.

"Forget it!"

He was too lazy to think about it, and temporarily left the matter behind.

He opened his eyes, swept around, and saw not far away, then Su Zhengyu was staring at him fiercely.

"Yo! Good grandson!"

Tang Hao grinned.

Su Zhengyu's face twitched with anger, and he glared fiercely. "Stubborn boy, isn't Dan Yuangao high? What's so great? This round is a written test. It's a real kung fu. I think you can take a few points! Be careful. Was eliminated and lost face!"

After he finished speaking, he snorted and turned back.

A moment later, a team of disciples of the Danyuan came out of the main hall, holding the tray with both hands, and the scrolls were piled on it.

"The third round of assessment, written test! There are two hours in total, cheating is not allowed. Once cheating is found, disqualification is immediately done. Now, distribute exam papers."

Grand Master Yun Cang shouted loudly.

The disciples of the team stepped into the field and distributed examination papers one by one.

When they got the exam papers, they couldn't wait to open it and browsed. Some frowned, annoyed, and some showed joy.

Tang Hao opened the scroll and scanned it again, without any expression.

For him, the examination papers of the first-level assessment are somewhat too simple.

When the appraisal began, he raised the pen and wrote in a brush.

The square is very quiet, everyone is writing hard, and when they encounter some problems, they will scratch their ears and fall into hard thinking.

It was only half an hour after Tang Hao answered all the questions, put down the pen, let it dry for a while, then rolled up the scroll and stretched out a big lazy waist.

"Isn't it over? It's only half an hour, it's too fast!"

Upon seeing this, everyone was a little shocked.

After answering all questions in half an hour, the speed is quite amazing.

"Look, the kid from Mudingshan over there is also done!"

"Yao Wanggu's kid is done!"

There was a commotion in the square.

The uncle who was answering the question, the uncles looked up and they all scolded a little pervert, they were still fighting, these few perverts were even answered.

"I want to hand in the papers!"

Su Zhengyu checked it again and raised his hand first.

He looks like a man in the chest, and he is quite confident about his pharmacological level. He can definitely crush the kid and win the first place.

Then, the youth of the medicine Wanggu raised his hand, and then the woman from Mudingshan.

Tang Hao raised his hand.

"There are some irregularities in submitting papers so early!" Great Master Yun Cang looked at the master, hesitantly.

"It's okay! Just let them pay, and I want to see who will win the first place in this round." The principal smiled with a long beard.

"I think it should be the boy of Yaowanggu. His master is Master Pei of Yaowanggu. He has profound pharmacological skills."

"It's hard to say that Mu Dingshan is not worse than Master's words. It is possible. As for Tang Ritian, he is still a little younger, and the chance is not big!"

A large number of great masters discussed.

For Tang Hao, they are not very optimistic. After all, they are younger and do not have the guidance of a famous teacher. They must be weak in pharmacology.

After the papers were presented, the owner of the court stood up and said, "I will read the papers personally! The boy of Mu Dingshan will come first! Who asked him to submit the paper first."

He spread out the scroll, lifted a cinnabar pen, and began to read the paper.

"Yes! Yes! Even these questions can be answered, and the future generations are awesome!" While correcting, he nodded while smiling.

After a while, he put down his pen and announced: "After the examination, Mu Dingshan Su Zhengyu scored 982 points!"

With a clatter, it boiled around.

Anything above 950 is a high score that is hard for ordinary people to reach. 988 will definitely have the chance to take the first place.

Su Zhengyu suddenly showed triumphantly, and looked at Tang Hao provocatively.

Tang Hao returned his eyes.

Then, the court owner started reading the second volume.

"Yu Wang Gu Muyi, scored 981."

There was a moment of regret on the field, "It's a pity! It's a pity!"

"Mu Dingshan, Mu Feifei, scored 799."

"First! Haha! I am the first!" Su Zhengyu stood up miserably and shouted excitedly.

He only felt his eyebrows exhaled, very happy.

"This kid is still a little capable." The owner smiled slightly and nodded, then took the last scroll, spread it out, and began to make corrections.

"This...yeah, this one is also right, not bad, not bad! Huh? Why is this right..."

At first, he didn't feel anything, but he changed it and felt something was wrong. He made half of the corrections, and he didn't even make any mistakes. Those essay questions were answered perfectly, so that he couldn't deduct one point.

"No! It's really wrong!"

The farther back, the more mischievous the courtyard owner felt, raising his head from time to time, looking at the middle of the square, his expression became a little excited.

Noting this, all the noise around him disappeared, and all eyes fell on the paper.

After the dean's corrections were completed, they even held their breath, waiting for the dean to announce their results.