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41 With ink in his chest, he could recite it backwards! 9th chapter

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Hearing Yang Ling's words, countless people in the livestream were dumbfounded.

They were getting more and more confused as to what this ordinary person, who was just an otaku at the beginning, was doing.

Shouldn't an ordinary person start memorizing quickly?

One had to know that the 36 Hua Cities had once held an ancient language recitation competition. At that time, more than 100,000 people had participated, but only a dozen people had made it to the finals. Moreover, they had recited very simple poems, at most a dozen lines.

In the end, it was still a few world memory masters who performed on stage. In the end, the champion's challenge was only to recite a hundred poems in rhyme in thirty minutes.

However, that time, he had the support of the question bank, and there was no such terrifying environmental pressure. Whether it was his mental or physical aspects, he was at his peak. Even though it was a live memory, there was still a lot of space for him to capture and learn from, so the difficulty was not very high.

However, Yang Ling had been highly focused and had completed the first five life and death questions in an extremely tense state.

Whether it was his body or his mind, he was already in a state of extreme collapse. The difficulty of memorizing such a huge amount of memories was not as simple as increasing it, but it was a few steps higher.

It was also because of this that when Yang Ling spoke, countless people in the livestream could not understand why Yang Ling was wasting his time like this.

Was he also a Memory Master?

No one would have thought that Yang Ling could already memorize them, because in this parallel world, no one would waste their brains learning to memorize those things. After all, even if they memorized them, they would forget them, and most importantly, it would be useless!

Yang Sujuan smiled slowly when she heard Yang Ling's words.

"If you can recite the entire text word for word in ten minutes, I can personally provide you with an important clue within my authority. However, whether you can use it or not depends on yourself.”

Yang Ling smiled faintly and was about to say something when he heard that.

" But if you make a single mistake or can't recite it, I'll skin you alive…"

As she spoke, Yang Sujuan stretched out her pale white fingers. The sharp nails were very beautiful, and more importantly, the beautiful color made people think of the terrifying scene they had just seen in the small hole.

"Sure!"

"It's only been five minutes since the countdown. Can I start reciting? I'll give you the remaining five minutes!"

Yang Ling looked at the blood-red countdown on the live broadcast page and spoke indifferently.

"This…"

"Madman!"

"What is God Yang doing!"

"Did I hear wrongly?"

……

Yang Ling did not wait for Yang Sujuan to speak before he started reciting.

Yang Ling suddenly stood up.

He waved his hand.

"The descendant of Emperor Gaoyang, my imperial father is called Boyong.

In Mengzou, only Gengyin and I surrendered.

The emperor looked at me for the first time and gave me a good name.

My name is Zhengze Xi, and my name is Lingjun.

……”

His voice was full of emotion.

At this moment, in this quiet and strange environment, Yang Ling had an ink-like mind, and he could recite it backwards.

"Play the Nine Songs and dance the Shao, and enjoy the holiday.

Climbing up the emperor's grand play, suddenly came to look at her husband's hometown.

The servant mourned for my horse, curled up and looked back.

Li Luan said: That's enough!

There is no one in the country who does not know me, oh, why miss the old capital?

Since there's no one to do good politics with me, I'll follow Peng Xian's example!”

The cadence was full of emotion.

In this strange and deathly silent teacher's dormitory, Yang Ling had already memorized the entire text of Li Sao word for word.

When he finished reciting, he turned around and looked at Yang Sujuan, who was sitting in front of the study table by the window. This female ghost in red who was good at skinning people, this language teacher who seemed to be a wanton gamer, was staring blankly at Yang Ling, who had turned around.

The corners of her lips curled up slightly. Then, her eyes began to dim and blur. The two bright eyeballs completely disappeared.

Two bottomless black holes appeared.

She slowly reached into the drawer beside her and took out a photo.

"This is a photo of me and my daughter. I hope you can use it. Good luck!”

The corners of her lips curled up slightly. Her smiling face was torn apart by someone forcefully. Her entire face quickly turned bright red. In the end, her body began to fall apart, just like what she had seen through the small hole earlier. She fell to the ground in an instant...

When Yang Ling held the old grayish-white photo, the game system's voice sounded again.

"Congratulations to candidate Yang Ling for passing this question perfectly. You have scored 10 points for this question and have accumulated 60 points!”

"Congratulations to candidate Yang Ling for completing the exam at the 'Scary High School' examination venue.

First, continue the exam and obtain the next high cash reward!

Second, leave the examination hall and receive the accumulated amount of tips from the live broadcast room!”

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