Rongcheng City Chengbei International Middle School.

This is one of the top 20 universities in Chengdu, with two branches of junior and senior high school.

In this era when martial arts were prevalent and liberal arts declined, schools like Chengbei International Middle School, which used to be good at liberal arts, suffered a great loss.

Principal Liu is a master of the Body Refining Realm, but that's all.

He has been having a headache recently, how should he complete the tasks assigned by the above.

"It's too difficult for five hundred people in martial arts and seven hundred people in liberal arts."

Principal Liu sat in the conference room and shook his head repeatedly.

This requirement is the number of admission lines that must be reached after graduating from this senior year of high school.

The other directors and teachers in the conference room all lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly at Principal Liu's gaze.

The teachers in junior high school and first and second graders were in a good mood, only the teachers in the senior high school graduating class were bitter and didn't know what to think.

"Teacher Li, how is your Grade 3 and 4?"

Principal Liu directly caught the situation in the senior year of high school and looked at the male teacher at the end.

"Our class has about fifteen martial arts and twenty-five liberal arts." Teacher Li usually smiled, but today he finally felt sad.

"Teacher Wu, where are your Grade 3 Class 3?"

Principal Liu had a expressionless face and continued to ask his colleagues beside Teacher Li.

The male teacher with a slightly big mouth and messy hair is the head teacher of Class 3, Grade 3, and the one with the weirdest temper.

Under Principal Liu's inquiry, he couldn't help blurting out: "In our class, we guarantee you twenty martial arts and thirty liberal arts."

"Okay, this is what Teacher Wu said himself. If the number of people is not enough, your salary for the first quarter will be deducted."

Principal Liu slapped the table and pointed at Teacher Wu and said in a deep voice.

Many of the graduating class teachers around couldn't help rolling their eyes to Teacher Wu.

Class 3, Grade 3 is just a normal person

A class that can be more ordinary, except for the crane class that two schools have basically given up, the third class has the worst grades.

Old Wu actually dared to boast about Haikou, which is twenty martial arts and thirty liberal arts. If this were either a slap in the jam, he would have any killer weapon.

"Okay, where is the third or fifth class of high school?"

Principal Liu continued to ask one by one.

With Teacher Wu's start, the other teachers could only bite the bullet and come up with a guarantee.

In the end, the number of people guaranteed by many class teachers barely reached the number stipulated by the Chengdu Immortal Cultivation Education Department.

"This time, the University of Civil and Military Science and Technology is the tenth anniversary of the reform of the college entrance examination. All schools are working hard, so you can do it yourself."

Principal Liu shook his pen, snorted coldly, and left the conference room.

Many teachers looked at each other and could only put away the meeting notes and returned to their respective classes with infinite melancholy.

The National Civil and Military Science and Technology Examination is more stringent and important than the previous college entrance examinations.

Whoever can pass the admission line of the University of Wuhan University of Science and Technology is basically a lifetime of glory and wealth.

The liberal arts are a little worse, but there is always a chance to work in the Immortal Cultivation Department, although it is a bit worse than the Immortal Cultivator.

But at least they have no worries about their lives. In this era, when cultivators attack ordinary people, they will automatically be bounced away by the forbidden spell, and even be killed directly by the forbidden spell.

This forbidden spell is said to be left by the lord who set off the trend of cultivating immortals on earth back then.

The earth was just an era of technology back then. That man revealed the secret of the earth, revived the spiritual energy, and resisted the invasion of the alien domain race.

He is the hero of the entire human race. Until now, there is a crystal stone statue of the adult at the entrance of Chengbei International High School.

Not only Chengbei International High School, but all schools believe in him.

"Did you hear that this time the National Civil and Military Science and Technology Examination hit its tenth anniversary, Feiyumen gave Sichuan Province two hundred direct quotas!"

"Really, it's right to Feiyu Gate?"

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Don’t think about it, even if it’s direct, it has nothing to do with us. Can you get into the top 200 in Sichuan Province?”

"This is still the province of Sichuan. In other provinces, even Kyoto and Zhonghai, they only give 100 places."

"That's right, that adult is from our Sichuan Province. This is a unique advantage, right?"

"Stop talking, Lao Wu is here."

In the classroom of Class 3, Grade 3, everyone was chattering and talking nonstop.

Suddenly someone felt Lao Wu's breath and immediately reminded everyone.

"Today's political class is not available, so I put down my books and pens, and I have something to tell you."

Lao Wu walked onto the podium, and the momentum of the peak of his internal strength spread out involuntarily.

Many students in the three classes dared not speak.

"In this exam of the University of Civil and Military Science and Technology, our class has a main task, with twenty people in martial arts and thirty people in the liberal arts."

"From today, I will not give you any more opportunities to relax."

"No matter who it is, they are treated equally. They can take the martial arts exams and the liberal arts exams."

Lao Wu's words made the third class dark clouds.

Thirty liberal arts subjects are actually okay, but twenty martial arts subjects are simply more difficult than climbing to the sky.

There is only one last year left for the big exam. Class 3 has only nearly ten martial arts subjects. In a year, can it double?

"Hu Lin, you have a mid-level grade, but you are in good health. Go and try to take the martial arts exam."

Old Wu glanced at a boy next to the podium with a glance.

"Ah? I'm taking the martial arts exam, isn't that asking for death?"

Hu Lin suddenly widened his eyes. Wu Ke was going to fight with real swords and guns. He was so afraid of death that he didn't want to take the martial arts exam.

"In addition to Hu Lin, there are also boys in the class. I will try to take the martial arts exam!"

Old Wu did not listen at all, waved his hand and ordered directly.
Chapter completed!