Chapter 209： 209 no assessment?

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"Hello there."

After looking around for a while, the man withdrew his gaze, a gentle ray of light appeared on his face.

Yang Ning sighed secretly, and did not know if it was an illusion. The man's gaze just now gave him a feeling of insight into the secret in his heart, which surprised him.

You should know that today Yang Ning is no longer the former Wu Xia Ameng. Aside from his identity and ability, let alone the integration of the first chapter of the [Ace Soldier Wang Practical Training Manual], he has trained a very strong mind, but can face this The man's gaze still caused Yang Ning to raise a kind of tension and depression when he was a child in the face of his elders, which shocked him quite.

While Yang Ning was thinking wildly, the man slowly said: "I really didn't expect that I could meet someone who could come here in my lifetime. I was really happy. I originally thought that there was no chance in this life."

The man sighed and said, "What's your name?"

"Yang Ning." Yang Ning whispered secretly, and felt that this man was too ostentatious. What did he say in his lifetime, and in this life, he said that he was very old.

There was a faint smile on the man's face, and he seemed to understand Yang Ning's thoughts, which made Yang Ning slightly embarrassed.

"What are the assessments at this level?" Yang Ning tried to shift his embarrassment.

"No assessment." The man shook his head slightly beyond Yang Ning's expectations.

"No?" Yang Ning stunned. "Isn't it said that every level has an assessment?"

"Who are you listening to?" The man said amusedly.

"I..." Yang Ning swallowed it back when he was about to exit. He remembered that from the completion of the Douji Building, he should be the only one on the seventh floor. The assessment, then it does not mean that at this level, there will also be assessment.

"Is it all up to you, and I'm not going to worry about it without assessment." Yang Ning shrugged, indifferently.

For a while, Yang Ning and the man didn't speak anymore, and the scene was a little cold. Taking advantage of this gap, Yang Ning carefully looked around and was surprised to find that although it seemed that this hundreds of square meters of space was often cleaned, the corners were still There is a lot of dust, even the walls are yellowed, and it looks quite old. The edges of the windows are also covered with rust. Compared with the previous six layers, there is a huge difference. And the most excessive is that there are many spider webs on the ceiling.

Yang Ning does not think that on such occasions, the organizing committee does not send people to clean up, especially the seventh floor is of extraordinary significance, and it should be focused on, or that the organizing committee did not expect anyone to run from the beginning. To this seventh floor, so she ignored it, and even the ancient products for assessment were too lazy to arrange, so that there is no need to assess?

The more he thinks about it, the more Yang Ning thinks this possibility is extremely great.

"The physique is very good, and it is young, which is really surprising." The man's words interrupted Yang Ning's cranky thoughts.

"In the impression, the lucky one who walked to the sixth floor last time is much larger than your child. It is really a talented person from the Jiangshan generation." The man looked at Yang Ning deeply. Rin, because of the sense of being seen again.

"Who are you? Examiner? Have you been supervising from the beginning?" Yang Ning hated this feeling, don't overdo it.

"Examiner?"

The man smiled and shook his head, if he pointed: "You open your eyes and look around, how do you think I should supervise?"

Yang Ning was even more puzzled by this, and asked curiously, "Uncle, what are you doing? Vigil?"

"Uncle?"

A strange look floated on the man's face, shook his head for a while, and said with a smile: "It's not a vigil, and you don't want to ask. I'm asking you a few questions now. You answered me honestly. Level assessment."

"Don't you say no assessment?" Yang Ning whispered, but his heart was a little wary. He was worried about what the man had seen before.

As if he didn't hear Yang Ning's question, the man closed his eyes and calmly said: "How old are you this year, who are there in your family?"

I originally thought this man would ask some strange questions, but I didn't expect it to be these. This made Yang Ning secretly slander. Shouldn't he meet the strange uncle who investigated the account?

Thinking about it, Yang Ning replied: "At eighteen, there are grandpas in my family, my parents, yes, and a sister."

"Very good." The man nodded slightly, and said: "Listen to you, there is a master?"

Yang Ning was a little alarmed by this problem. He was not surprised how this man knew about it. The most important thing this year was communication equipment, a telephone or something. The things that happened before were known. The man may have sent the news from the organizing committee.

Having figured this out, Yang Ning was determined. Before that, he had been disturbed by the man's weird tone and the extremely insightful eyes. Now that he guessed that the man might be a cliché master, he began to think about it. How to continue to play Tai Chi with each other.

"My master repeatedly told me not to..."

"Okay, I am not interested in the origin of your master. I just asked you, do you have a master? Is it right?" The man said calmly.

Yang Ning frowned slightly, unable to approve of the other party's thoughts, but nodded: "Yes."

Hearing this answer, the man's fingers knocked on the bed board unconsciously, revealing a thoughtful look. After a while, he looked deeply at Yang Ning, "I don't care where your teacher is from, and I talk to the master in your mouth. What is the relationship, I just ask you, are you interested in learning art with me?"

"No." Yang Ning refused without thinking, shaking his head like Gulang.

"Just don't want to listen to what to learn?" Yang Ning's simply surprised the man.

"I don't want to."

In Yang Ning's view, what he learned is nothing more than antique appreciation. He never thought of devoting himself to archaeology in his life. For antiques and the like, the starting point for dabbling was just to make money and earn points.

It seems that Yang Ning's attitude is very firm. The man sighed slightly and waved his hand: "Well, then you leave."

"Is it okay to go?" Yang Ning was stunned, somewhat inexplicably.

But for his question, the man didn't seem to want to answer it, just closed his eyes and kept silent.

It wasn't until Yang Ning left the seventh floor and went down the stairs that appeared on the already brightly lit sixth floor, the man slowly opened his eyes, revealing a meaningful meaning, "Stay here for too long, It’s also time to leave here and go to this world of flowers, hoping that this generation of people can have more generations who surprised me like him."

…

Yang Ning was following the stairs on the sixth floor and was planning to go back to the fifth floor, but before he could take a step, a loud broadcast sound came from his ears.

"Congratulations to Mr. Yang Ning on passing the 7th floor of Doujie Building. This competition is successfully concluded. Please take the players to the fourth floor to rest and wait until tomorrow morning to leave. In the meantime, we will make a decision based on your current results. In an assessment, in addition to Mr. Yang Ning, other contestants will receive a prize according to the ranking of the ranking."

This broadcast sound is like a stone, breaking the Jinghu in an instant and setting off a turbulent wave...