“I apply for a second round of second-speed reflex test.”

Facing the laughter everywhere, Jiang Cheng said to Yuan Shiyin calmly.

It felt bad to be ridiculed. Although there were waves of "spiritual fluctuations" to be recorded, Jiang Cheng was still not happy. He temporarily blocked the prompt sound of the spiritual fluctuations being recorded.

As a person who likes to enjoy victory, he tends to gain fluctuations through his powerful performance and shock others' hearts, rather than performing like a clown.

Without Bing Xin Jue, Jiang Cheng might have had an explosion in his mentality and might not even be able to pass the third level.

Yuan Shiyin didn't laugh. She looked at Jiang Cheng and nodded, "Okay, do you need a rest?"

"No, you can start now." Jiang Cheng wanted to take advantage of the familiar feeling he just now to test.

...

"The second-level reflection test is ready..."

There were still sounds outside the venue, mixed with laughter, but Jiangcheng could not hear them at all.

He has entered the state of concentration of Bing Xin Jue and maintained an ice-like state of mind during the battle.

"Prepare...begin!"

Colorful balls whistling and spraying.

Jiang Cheng's figure moved rapidly, and the electronic sword in his hand hit the colorful balls at an extremely fast speed, either pointing or stabbing.

Zhang Zhengfa said "Huh", and he noticed something special from Jiangcheng's clean and neat moves.

"This student must have had more than once a practical swordsmanship! He had seen the kind of blood." Zhang Zhengfa made an assertion, and Zhao Yuliang next to him was stunned.

Yuan Shiyin and other teachers from Gaocheng No. 1 Middle School also widened their eyes.

"Which school is this student from?" At some point, there was a man with sunglasses next to Yuan Shiyin.

Yuan Shiyin quickly said, "I call it Jiangcheng, I am a student of Putang Village Club High School."

"It's interesting." The man in sunglasses nodded slightly.

"It's a pity that Gui Jinghai No. 1 Middle School has returned. Has you talked to Yang Yichen?" Yuan Shiyin asked in a low voice.

"The intention to leave is decided, no one can talk about it." The man with sunglasses gently tilted the corner of his mouth.

"I hate that I am pressing the golden thread every year and making wedding clothes for others - this kind of thing should be used to it." Yuan Shiyin sighed softly.

Beep-

The electronic sound beeps and the second-speed test ends.

Everyone's eyes then moved away from Jiangcheng's sword and turned to the electronic statistics board.

"Number of hits: 7."

“Hit rate: 4.67%.

"Second Reflection Test: Passed! Rating Score: 40.7 points!"

Is this over?

The students in the gym all have an unreal feeling.

If it weren't for what I saw with my own eyes, who would have believed that the hit rate in the last round was 24%, and this round of tests would have been able to pass directly.

Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and did not walk out of the shooting range.

"Teacher, can I apply for the third round of test now?"

Yuan Shiyin thought Jiangcheng had not seen any results, so she kindly reminded: "Classmate Jiangcheng, you have passed."

"I want to try again." Jiang Cheng silently savored the feeling of passing the test, "If it is inconvenient, I will wait until everyone has finished the test, and it will be fine."

The man in sunglasses whispered in Yuan Shiyin's ear.

Yuan Shiyin nodded: "Okay, you can test the third round, just now. Do you want to rest?"

"No, thank you teacher."

Jiang Cheng took a deep breath. He had adapted to the speed of the second-level color ball. Although he had lost some of his physical strength, he was still in his peak state and his hand felt hot.

In the third round of tests, Jiangcheng's performance was cleaner and neat, and his scores were much better than the second round of tests.

"Number of hits: 3, hit rate: 2%, second-level reflex test: pass! Evaluation score: 46 points!"

The data on the electronic statistics board blinded many people's eyes.

"A 2% hit rate? It's even better than Yang Yichen!"

"Yang Yichen only tested it once, and if he tested it twice, he would definitely have a better result."

"Is this Jiangcheng taking drugs? It's so fierce?"

No matter what strange things some people say, most people still admire Jiang Cheng's achievements and spontaneously gave applause.

Jiang Cheng was happy, but his face was still expressionless and left the electronic shooting range. At least in the reflex test, he surpassed Yang Yichen and won the first place in Gaocheng's test site.

Jiangcheng's total agility score is 41.9 (speed) + 46 (reflection) = 87.9 points, 2 points lower than Yang Yichen.

"Yang Yichen and I should have a 55-start agility attribute. My consciousness reflex speed is stronger, and his physical movement speed is stronger." Jiang Cheng first came to force the 55-start arriving, thinking silently, "But in terms of spiritual pressure, I am still far from it..."

Jiangcheng was not interested in following the three reaction tests.

He felt that he should be stable. Although the spiritual pressure difference was a little different, his agility score was basically one of the best, and there was no reason not to get an admission quota. At least, his score should be the first in Putang Village Community.

At 4:00 pm, the formal assessments finally ended.

Zhang Zhengfa spoke on behalf of Jinghai No. 1 Middle School: "Thank you all, this assessment is over. After the scores of the seven test sites will be summarized tonight, the admission list will be released tomorrow..."

Zhou Yunfei hugged Jiang Cheng's shoulder: "I finally finished the test, I'm so tired... Why did I get assigned to Group A? There is not even a person to talk to!"

"How did you do the exam?"

"Just that's it, 74 points in strength, 70 points in spiritual pressure, and the level of the middle level in the third level. Working hard for a month, I'm a little bit better than you, the pervert." Zhou Yunfei smashed his mouth, "It is said that you have passed the second level reflex test? I'm really curious about how your reflex nerve grows."

Jiang Cheng frowned and thought, of course Zhou Yunfei's grade was not bad, but it was not particularly good either. Whether he could win one of the only 93 places left depends on his luck.

Zhou Yunfei laughed heartlessly: "I just saw Zhang Yanming, and he felt like he was lost. He also knew that his village and community had lost its first place. Good oranges will give us Putang a face. Let's see who will dare to tinker with these transfer areas in the future."

"Okay, okay, don't always laugh at others. Go back to the dormitory first, stay here for one night, and the ranking will come out tomorrow..."

...

Due to poor road conditions and inconvenient transportation, students from various villages and communities in Gaocheng Examination Center did not return on the same day, but stayed overnight to wait for the next day's ranking and admission status, commonly known as "offering the chart".

That night, three teachers from the invigilator group of Jinghai No. 1 Middle School were all busy.

Zhang Zhengfa specially asked for the original record list of the assessment results, and counted it by himself, confirmed the first place in 27 villages and communities and 1 urban area, and refused the help of the teachers at Gaocheng Middle School.

Twist, the door was knocked.

Zhao Yuliang opened the door and saw a boy in white standing at the door.

"You are Teacher Zhao, I am Zhang Yanming..."

Zhao Yuliang frowned and said, "You are...the candidate this time? How did you find this place? This is not the place you should come. Go back quickly!"

Zhang Yanming swallowed nervously: "Teacher Zhao, my father is Zhang Jinhui from Jinhui Clothing Factory..."

"It's useless for you to move out of Lao Zhang. Our work must be fair and fair." Zhao Yuliang looked back at his two colleagues and spoke righteously.

Only then did Zhang Yanming realize that Zhao Yuliang was not the only one in the room, but all three teachers from Jinghai No. 1 Middle School were there.

But now Zhang Yanming has also made his promise.

"Teacher Zhao, I'm not trying to use my relationship to go through your back door, I'm reporting to you a situation!" Zhang Yanming gritted his teeth, "He...he has a problem with Jiangcheng in our village!"
Chapter completed!