Three months later, there was a long line of students in jinglingting and ZhuWa gate, the south gate. A team of death gods dressed in death bullies were maintaining order. At the front of the team, several teachers of Zhenyang spiritual college measured the students'' age and spiritual pressure with instruments.

    In today''s scene, all four doors of jinglingting will appear.

    No one can resist the temptation to become a god of death, especially the civilians in liuhun Street who have lived a hard life for decades. Even if they know they have no spiritual pressure, they also queue up for assessment with one in ten thousand hope. Therefore, many people participate in the assessment every year, which also increases the burden on the teachers responsible for the assessment.

    Zhang Han didn''t expect so many people to come to the examination. When he arrived outside the south gate, he could only line up in the second half of the team.

    Frightened by the majesty of death, although there are many people, no one dares to make a noise. At most, he whispers with his companions before and after. Most of the words are "how many times have you taken the exam?"‘ Are you sure? "‘ Can it be done this year? " Something like that.

    Some crazy women stare at the gods of death who maintain order with red eyes and discuss with each other which is more handsome and which is more stylish

    Name, Zhang Han

    Physical strength, 151

    Power, 170

    Agility, 155

    Intelligence, 149

    Spiritual pressure, level 2

    Special properties, none

    Special prop, all embracing (soul chopping blade)

    Special skill, crescent sky rush

    Crescent sky rush absorbs the spirit around the body and releases a half moon shaped chop combined with its own spirit pressure. Its attack power is doubled.

    Thanks to the battle with Xu three months ago, most of Zhang Han''s attributes have exceeded 150, only his intelligence is 149, resulting in his spirit pressure level still staying at level 2. However, the self created skill crescent sky flush is included in the attribute interface, and the attribute interface in front of us is finally not as poor as it was at the beginning!

    Spirit pressure, first class, age, seventy-seven, not passed!

    Spirit pressure, third class, age, 105, permission to pass!

    Spirit pressure, none, no pass!

    ……

    The assessment teacher reluctantly glanced at those people who had no spiritual pressure but always wanted to fish in troubled waters, sighed and looked lazily at the instrument in front of him.

    Just lined up and moved forward like a snail... Until the sun was about to set, it was finally Zhang Han''s turn.

    The left hand is placed on the instrument for testing age, and the right hand is placed on the instrument for testing spiritual pressure.

    "Age, 26 years old, spiritual pressure level, level 2, approved."

    After waiting for a whole day, in order to stand in front of the instrument for more than ten seconds, Zhang Han was also drunk. He turned his eyes helplessly and followed a teacher to those alternate students.

    Yes, alternate!

    To become a formal student of Zhenyang spiritual academy, you have to pass the second round of examination. As for the rules of assessment, Zhang Han didn''t know, so he had to wait and see what had changed.

    Before long, after the preliminary examination, Zhang Han and the students who passed the preliminary examination followed the instructor to Zhenyang Lingshu college.

    In an open martial arts arena, there are four or five hundred students. These are the total number of students who have passed the preliminary examination this year.

    The crowd stood quietly in the middle of the martial arts arena, and the students whose names were called walked into the hall not far away. The closed gate blocked everyone''s sight and could not see what was going on inside.

    However, it''s still easy for people to tell who passed the exam and who didn''t.

    Those who passed, one by one, were in high spirits, their nostrils turned to the sky, and those who failed lowered their heads and wept secretly.

    For a long time, when less than one-third of the students were left on the spot, Zhang Han heard his name. Took a deep breath and followed the teacher into the hall.

    In the hall, an old looking teacher looked at Zhang Han coming in with his hands on his back and narrowed his eyes. When Zhang Han came near, he asked, "is the soul chopping knife on your waist yours?"

    "Yes" Zhang Han held the scabbard in his left hand and answered nervously.

    "Pull it out and inject spiritual pressure."

    According to the command, Zhang Han slowly pulled out all kinds of things, and his spiritual power poured into the knife. In an instant, the dark red body of the knife was wrapped around the blood red blade, flickering and flickering.

    "OK, let''s pass!" the old teacher smiled and said, "congratulations on becoming a student of Zhenyang spiritual college. Please continue your efforts and strive to become the God of death after graduation."

    what?

    That''s it?

    Shouldn''t we have a real person PK, a group PK or something? No matter how bad it is, you should make a gesture. Is it really good to pass such a simple gesture?

    Zhang Han looked at the old teacher with a muddled face. His eyes were full of ''are you teasing me?'' Look.

    "You are only twenty-six years old, but you have a spiritual pressure approaching Level 3, and you have gathered a soul chopping knife without learning. You have great growth potential in the future. These are the reasons why I passed."

    Seems to see the idea in Zhang Han''s heart, the old teacher patiently explained.

    Zhang Han couldn''t help touching the tip of his nose. My brother knew he was not mortal, but I would feel embarrassed if you praised me so frankly.

    "Well, follow the teacher over there and he will take you to the dormitory." the old teacher nuzui to his left, "remember to get the ID card and school uniform."

    "Thank you."

    Zhang Han bowed to the old teacher and walked out of the door behind the teacher next to him.

    Similar to the ancient society, there are few high-rise buildings in the whole jinglingting, as is the Zhenyang spiritual art college where Zhang Han is now. The whole college covers a very wide area, with a hill behind it. At a glance, lush trees and green branches and leaves float in the wind.

    Just out of the martial arts field, the young teacher suddenly remembered something, stopped, turned and asked, "considering that some students have to practice family secrets after study, the college has prepared two kinds of dormitories for you freshmen, single room and double room. Which one do you choose?"

    "Single."

    Although it has been more than half a year since he came to the corpse soul world, Zhang Han still feels out of tune with the world. Different cultures, different customs and different languages remind him all the time that just a traveler and a passer-by may leave bright footprints, but it is definitely not his destination.

    Based on this, Zhang Han subconsciously is full of vigilance and preparedness for the people and things around him. If not, he can''t even make friends for more than half a year.

    Hearing the answer, the young teacher nodded, took Zhang Han all the way, and finally came to the gate of the dormitory. Pass the key, ID card and school uniform to Zhang Han, and ask him to gather in the martial arts arena just now tomorrow morning, then turn and leave.

    When you open the door of the dormitory, you see a small single dormitory, a bed, a table, a wardrobe, and a small bathroom.

    "It''s pretty good. It''s much better than the thatched house I''ve lived in for half a year."

    Zhang Han has always thought that he is a person who goes with the flow. He doesn''t have much desire to enjoy and has no ambition to become stronger. If he didn''t cross over and be taken away by lanran pit, he might spend his whole life in liuhun street.

    ……

    The next day, the freshmen gathered in the martial arts arena and listened to the teacher read his name loudly.

    According to the Convention, class one is an elite class and the other classes are ordinary classes.

    Most of the elite classes are aristocratic children, and the rest are so-called "talented students" with high spiritual pressure. These students are the focus of the college''s training with most of its resources. As for the ordinary class, the treatment is one grade worse than the elite class.

    Unfortunately, Zhang Han was divided into class two, that is, the ordinary class. For such a small matter, Zhang Han doesn''t care much. He has everything, and there will be infinite possibilities in the future. Even without the instruction of a cow forced teacher, Zhang Han believes that he will not be weak.

    After class division, Zhang Han received his own shallow dozen with the instructor of class 2.

    Shallow beating is not only the original form of soul chopping knife, but also has unlimited growth possibilities. Users inject spirit, consciousness and soul into it. After long-time dialogue and resonance, they can finally grow into their own unique soul chopping knife.

    Zhang Han received this system of shallow play, which was rented by the college. If he could not evolve into a soul chopping knife before graduation, he would have to return it to the college. When he joined the 13th team of the protectorate and became the God of death, the team would reissue the shallow play.

    Zhang Han has his own soul chopping sabre, which is full of everything. The reason why he still wants to receive shallow beating is just to study what''s strange about this original soul chopping sabre.

    After all, more than 6000 gods of death in the 13th team of the imperial court hold this thing, and they can evolve into strange soul cutting knives. I have to admit that shallow fighting is definitely a divine thing.