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After the students who participated in the Plan finished writing, they would automatically seal the book and the original children would take the book for themselves. After that, they would place the fruits of the fruits back on the table and the students could walk around the Martial House as and when it was feasible, they would wait for the students to look over the book and then decide on the slots for the students.

While the students were relaxing, in a alley behind Martial House, the instructors were carefully deciding the students' fate. Most of the instructors were the seniors of the original Eastern Mountain Institution, and they had also seen many of the Plan s for this kind of proposition. The thousand chapters were all very new to them, making them brighten up, each holding a thick stack of Plan and giving points to the students.

A boy carefully passed three sets of Plan s to the hands of the instructor who was beside Liu Changsheng, "Sir, these are the three sets of Plan s that you wanted."

Oh, this point of view is quite plausible, "Beside him, a teacher put down the book that he had read before, and with a straight face, he took over the book written by Fu Erdai from Elder Mo's hands, glanced at it and nodded," Now that the student's thinking has been solidified, they can fight in real battle.

After that, he flipped open Mu Tu's book. Frowning, he let out a deep sigh and walked to the side of the old lecturer who asked for the white paper, "Old Meng, this piece of Plan is what you want. There really is a white paper."

"Where is he? Show me his blueprint. Yo, he really doesn't write a single word. He's here to give that brat's courage a go." Old Meng, who was rubbing his eyes, hurriedly stood up and walked over. He flipped open Mu Tu's Plan and ordered the child who was marking the points beside him.

"Old Meng, this isn't appropriate, is it?!" Elder Mo put down the Plan in his hands and said to the Old Meng.

"What's wrong with that? This kid looks good, but since it's useless, then I won't do it. This is the look of someone who's going to do great things, look at what the others are writing. That guy who wrote down the military strategy was poked by me, I can't afford it, and I want him to recite it?" With one look, one could tell that he was a blockhead. Wasn't it harmful for such a person to go out and lead troops?

Although he was rich and overbearing, his ideas were still innovative. Right now, the leaders were always trying to improve the quality of their soldiers, but these three soldiers were still unable to kill a fully armed war machine.

"Little girl from the Huang family, this is pure perfunctory. You are not as decisive as this little brat. You should give Old Yellow some face and give him a beating!" Old Meng continued to take care of his own affairs as he evaluated the points of the three of them. After that, he let out a sigh and continued to work with the other instructors to assess the scores.

At this time, Mu Tu and the rest were bored out of their minds as they waited in the plaza. They had no idea that they had been evaluated and thus fell into Martial House's group to recruit students.

The competition stage in Martial House was also public. The students went up to the guards in the courtyard one by one. Martial House's martial skills were relatively simpler, they only needed to beat one guard and they could enter the academy.

Mu Tu and Fu Erdai stood below the stage, watching the students and guards fight, while warrior leader acted as the judge.

Luck was also very important in the martial competition. If the chosen guards had already fought a few rounds, then exhaustion was also due to luck. As long as the students had intelligence and luck, if they were in a martial arts family, they would naturally enter the Martial House easily. Although the Martial House did not differentiate between noble and lowly, but these students who entered the Martial House through martial competition were basically all from families with relatively good families. If they weren't the son of a general, then they were the young masters and mistresses of a martial arts family.

Mu Tu looked for a moment, then shook his head, compared to him, the difference in strength was much greater, he then shook his head and prepared to return to the plaza to look for Gu Mengyan, that brat was truly strange, don't offend Miss Huang and the servant girls.

However, just as he was about to leave the fighting arena courtyard, a red armored lady blocked his path. She seemed to be around twenty to eighty years older than Mu Tu, was extremely beautiful, had a seductive and attractive figure, had a red belt that formed an outline of her small waist, and was extremely valiant. However, the girl's forehead was covered in sweat, making her look very attractive.