Wen Daozi went up the mountain and brought back an Onmyoji.

The mysterious Onmyoji, wearing a mask, saw no one.

"Mr. Jing Yu, have you been hurt by the demon spirit?"

Onmyoji nodded.

Wen Daozi asked: "Can you save me?"

"Yes." The Onmyoji's voice was very hoarse and harsh, and his throat seemed to be sanded with sandpaper.

"However, I can't save him here. I need to take him to a special environment. After I save him in a month, I will bring him back." Onmyoji said.

One month?!

What should I do if Wuque’s arithmetic learning is done?

At this moment, the voice of Menjeff sounded outside.

"Captain, come out."

Wen Daozi walked out and asked, "What?"

Menjeff said: "The study of Wuwei's alchemy is over."

Wen Daozi was stunned and said, "Didn't you say five days? It's only less than three days?"

Menjeff said: "I can't understand all this either."

Wen Daozi asked: "How are the grades?"

Menjeff said: "Full marks."

"What?!" Wen Daozi said in surprise: "Is it very easy for you to ask questions?"

Menjeff said: "No, it's completely normal to ask questions."

Wen Daozi trembled: "No matter whether it is the college exam or the school town exam, you can't get full marks, right? At least... I haven't seen it much."

Menjeff said hoarsely: "At least I still feel very dreamy, very unreal, and even begin to doubt life."

Next, Wen Daozi found Wuque and asked: "Mr. Jingyu needs to go out for treatment. At least for more than a month, I can find other arithmetic tutors for you, but it may not be as good as Mr. Jingyu."

Wuque thought for a while and said, "It shouldn't be necessary. I can just study it by myself by looking at the textbook and Mr. Jing Yu's lecture notes."

Wen Daozi asked: "Are you sure you can?"

"Can!"

…………………………

Next, the study of strategy theory.

Mr. Xu Enzheng has prepared a thousand strategies for Wuque to read and recite.

One thousand articles, about 800,000 words.

But you don’t need to recite word by word, just understand the routine and pattern thinking.

When he encounters allusions he doesn't understand, Wuque takes the initiative to ask questions. When he is learning alchemy, he almost doesn't need to ask a question, but when he is learning strategy, he has many questions.

After spending five days and four nights, Wuque read all these thousand strategies and almost recited them.

There is a saying on earth that you can read 300 Tang poems well and you can recite them even if you can't write poems.

The same principle is about the same principle. I recite it first, then imitate it, and then transcend it.

During the whole process, Wuque asked at least a few hundred questions.

He and Xu Enzheng were exhausted, and the two lay down and fell asleep.

After waking up, Xu Enzheng conducted an assessment of Wuque.

This assessment is different from the Xuecheng Grand Test, and three policy topics were arranged.

The exam time also lasted six hours.

Four hours later, Wuque's three policy statements were written and handed over to Xu Enzheng.

It took more than half an hour to review it.

Then he let out a long sigh, not knowing whether it was loss or relaxation.

Because Wuque's miracle performance ended.

His strategy was just not bad, stable, and he did not make big mistakes, but he did not have any surprises.

The total score of the strategy theory is 100, and the scores Xu Enzheng gave him were around 60.

There is no way, this is already the limit of Wuwei's ability. Because there is no strategy topic he has ever encountered.

First of all, I have not encountered any of the top Chinese masters’ topics. Of course, even if there is, Wuque may not remember them. He has only recited the most classic ones and the ones that can be used in textbooks.

Secondly, the corpse he buried was once a top scholar.

This person was once the top scholar in the Great Xia Empire.

Moreover, the top scholar Mu Yuanai, fifty years ago, was framed by treacherous ministers when he was thirty-seven years old, and his entire clan was destroyed. He was castrated and exiled to a bitter and cold place in the northwest. He was about to die and was rescued by spies from the Northern Apocalypse Empire.

In order to avenge revenge, Mu Yuanai surrendered to the Apocalypse Empire, and since then he has become a shame and a great traitor to the Great Xia Empire.

A few years ago, he disappeared from the court of the Apocalypse Empire.

As the fallen leaves returned to their roots, he quietly signed back to the hometown of the Daxia Empire, no one recognized them.

Afterwards, he died silently in his home that had been turned into ruins and was carried to the nameless tomb. Wuque restrained him and gained his memory.

Of course, this is a very incomplete memory. He has almost suffered from Alzheimer's disease and has forgotten many things.

Remember, only part of his articles.

Several of them are simply shocking and master's works. But there is no way, the topics of Mr. Xu Enzheng's proposal are almost a thousand miles away.

Wen Daozi, Fu Baoshi, Menjeff, Xu Enzheng and others held a small meeting.

"Mr. Xu, can you confirm Wuque's level of strategy and stop here?" Wen Daozi asked.

Xu Enzheng said: "Yes, it will not be able to improve in the short term."

Wen Daozi sighed, "This is a bit troublesome."

Yes, it's trouble.

Because there are also unspoken rules for the Xuecheng Grand Exam. Although they are arranged according to the total score, some subjects have poor grades. No matter how good other grades are, they will not be able to get the first few, and even fail to be admitted.

This time, the school city test held at Tianshui Academy was a total of three provinces, with students from fifteen academies referring to each other, with a total of about 8,000 people.

And there are basically only about 260 people who can pass the exam, and one for thirty is taken.

There are two most important subjects in the literary examination, one is the meaning of the classics and the other is the policy theory.

As long as these two subjects are less than 60, no matter how high the other scores are, even if they rank in the top 50 in total, they will definitely not be able to go to high school and will be dismissed from the exam paper.

As long as these two subjects are less than 80, they will basically miss the top ten, and even if the total score is high, it will be useless.

After a long time, Wen Daozi said, "The primary goal is to be able to pass the imperial examination! As for the top five and top ten, it doesn't matter."

Then, he continued: "A total of five subjects, three subjects have been studied, and he has learned everything from arithmetic. Then there is only the last subject, and the most important subject, martial arts!"

Suddenly, everyone looked at Jiumogang.

"Child, stretch out your hand." Kumaoka said.

Wuque stretched out his wrist.

Kumagang put his fingers on Wuque's pulse, and a breath penetrated into Wuque's body in an instant.

"I really have no martial arts skills, almost no power to tie a chicken." Kumagang said hoarsely: "There are sixteen days left before the big exam in the Xuecheng City. Once you choose the martial arts department, if you want to pass the imperial examination, you will need at least a seventh-grade warrior."

Xu Enzheng used it for almost ten years to practice martial arts from scratch to a seventh-grade warrior.

Kumagang is a martial arts genius and has been using it for almost three years.

The time left for Wuque is only sixteen days.

Wen Daozi suddenly said, "We know that this is a difficult time to ascend to heaven, so I don't want to listen to the difficulties. I just want to know if there is a way?"

Kumagaon was silent for a while and said, "Yes, but it can be said that there is no."

Fu Baoshi said, "It's already this time, don't keep it aside. If there is, there is, if there is, there is no, there is no."

Jiumogang said hoarsely: "Study the Forbidden Art of Absorbing Stars!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent and the air around them became cold.

It seems that this word is completely taboo!

You can't even mention it.

Thousands of years ago, an unprecedented civil war broke out in the entire world, and almost all countries and races in the Eastern world were involved.

And this civil war ultimately comes down to the civil war in Xuecheng.

More than a thousand years ago, a group of geniuses appeared in the school town and formed a small group called the Phantom Society.
To be continued...