Chapter 110 Questioning
"Yes, have you also signed up for the competition?" Wen Xin replied.
The man looked them up and down, sneered, shook his head, and left without saying a word.
Although he didn't say anything, everyone could see the contempt and disdain in his expression.
"What do you mean?" Wen Xin couldn't help but said angrily.
But the man left without looking back.
Wen Xin was so angry that she struggled to get up, looked at Su Qing, and said aggrievedly: "Sister Su, were we despised just now?"
Su Qing thought about it, shook her head and said, “No, it’s just that you are despised.”
After this episode, Wen Xin finally gathered up her strength, and the two of them walked all the way to the top of the mountain.
There is a yard at the top of the mountain, which is about the size of a football field. On the north side, there is a row of antique rooms, and in front of it are several steps with an antique building built on top.
At the bottom of the steps, there are two majestic stone lions, one on the left and one on the right.
Su Qing passed by this place when she was a child. The upper part was the main hall of the Wushan Sect, and the lower part was the rooms where the disciples lived.
There are also some rooms behind the main hall, where teachers and seniors live.
At this time, there was a row of wooden stakes in the yard.
Isn't this the signature of Wushan, the Eighteen Wooden Men? Could this be the test mentioned in the document?
Su Qing looked at those wooden men and couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.
"The sect is not receiving guests during this period, please go back." A disciple in a long robe said to Su Qing and the others.
Su Qing looked at the disciple, who had a mountain pattern embroidered in light blue on his chest. Then she turned her head and saw several people in the yard dressed like him.
Sure enough, it’s different when hosting a national event. Even the sect uniforms are put on.
Su Qing sighed inwardly.
Wen Xin quickly explained: "We are not here as tourists to visit, we are here to sign up for the competition."
The disciple looked them up and down, with distrust in his eyes.
However, he still said to Su Qing: "Since you have signed up, then come here and fill out the form, and then wait for this gentleman to take the test, and then it will be your turn."
Su Qing nodded and said nothing, but filled in the relevant information according to the disciple's request.
As she was filling it out, the man in front of her moved.
The people around couldn't help but talk about it in a low voice.
"How to say?"
"I think it's still uncertain."
"No way, how many times has this happened? He comes twice a day, and every time he falls last. If he continues like this today, he will come again tomorrow."
"not sure."
As Su Qing listened to what everyone was saying, she couldn't help but become interested in the contestant they were talking about.
She raised her head and looked inside the field, only to see him struggling to dodge the arms of the wooden stakes, moving forward all the way, and at the last level, he was knocked to the ground by the wooden stakes.
In front of him, someone immediately pressed something in his hand, and the moving wooden stake stopped instantly.
Remote control? Su Qing couldn't help but gasp!
What happened to the Wushan Sect during the years when he was away? Even the Eighteen Wooden Men Formation became remote-controlled.
If she had fallen down in there, she would have just tried to hold her head and roll out. If she had waited for someone to rescue her, she would have had several more scars on her body.
Technology changes the world.
Su Qing sighed in her heart, and the disciple guarding the exit reached out and helped the man up.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Jia, you didn't pass the test." The disciple said sternly.
Mr. Jia, also known as Jia Wenzheng, was immediately embarrassed and annoyed: "How is it possible? Did you see that I was about to come out, so you secretly sped up and didn't want me to pass?"
The disciple was speechless: "Mr. Jia, why do you think so? You have tried it several times. You can feel the speed. Why are you saying this now?"
Su Qing couldn't help laughing out loud. She could testify that the speed of this wooden man was much slower than when she was a child. She didn't expect that there would be people who disliked its speed.
Jia Wen was so angry that he had no place to vent, and when he heard Su Qing's laughter, he immediately turned his head.
Seeing that the person who spoke was a woman, he couldn't help but said, "What are you laughing at? If you have the ability, come and participate in the competition."
Su Qing patted the registration form of her subordinate and said, "Sorry, the next one is me."
Seeing that she was indeed a contestant, Jia Wenzheng showed a trace of contempt in his eyes: "You are just a little girl, but you really don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. I will see how you pass today."
"Hearing what you said, could it be that there is some mystery hidden in these wooden figures?
Isn't it true that as long as you don't get hit by the wooden man, you pass the level?"
It was like this when she played before. She couldn't do it at first, but as she grew older, it gradually became easier to get past the wooden man.
Later, she learned how to be lazy.
"Pfft, you are so arrogant! You haven't been hit yet." Jia Wenzheng showed a hint of sarcasm on his face, "As long as you are not knocked to the ground by the wooden man, you will pass the level, but... hehe..."
Although the words were not finished, the meaning was fully expressed.
Seeing this, Su Qing smiled and retorted directly: "Just what? Don't think that everyone is as useless as you.
You can't even pass such a simple test, you should go home and farm, martial arts is not for you."
"Okay, the test is about to begin. Take off your masks and show your ID cards to verify your identities." The disciple at the registration office was afraid that the two would quarrel again, so he quickly interrupted.
Her ID card is required to enter the game, so she quickly took out her ID card and took off her mask.
"Su Qing, you are Su Qing!" Jia Wenzhen exclaimed when he saw her appearance clearly.
Su Qing looked over with some confusion, only to see his face darken instantly, and he was not friendly at all.
Wen Xin also noticed something was wrong and stared at him with a frown.
"Hahaha, Su Qing, you are just a pretty face and you want to take the martial arts test? Do you even know where this place is?
I'm afraid your studio has sent out too many press releases and you actually believed them, right?
You are still a martial arts master. Just fool your fans, but don’t fool yourself.”
Su Qing narrowed her eyes slightly: "Oh? Are you so sure that I don't know martial arts?"
When Jia Wenzheng heard Su Qing say this, he burst into laughter: "You? If you knew martial arts, I would jump down from here directly."
Su Qing smiled slightly: "That's not necessary. If you really jump down, others will think that I forced you to death.
Weibo has it, right? You just need to apologize to me publicly on Weibo."
"Okay, as long as you pass the test, let alone a public apology on Weibo, I'd even kneel down and apologize." Jia Wenzhen laughed.