The second level is the speed, and when it comes to the starting line, Sun Xiaoxiao said the rules of selection, which is very simple, 500-meter sprint, timing, and entering the next level if you reach the standard, and going home directly if you don't meet the standard.

With the first lesson, Zheng Hao had reservations this time, and among more than sixty people, he was not in a hurry or slow, kept at the level in the middle, and crossed the finish line.

In this level, more than a dozen people were eliminated, and Zheng Hao, who was in the middle of the score, passed the test smoothly.

The third level is endurance, as a generation of immortal emperors, Zheng Hao is naturally not afraid of anyone, but because it is just for soy sauce, Zheng Hao still crossed the finish line without showing his face, ranking twenty-fifth among fifty people.

Sun Xiaoxiao on the side couldn't help it: "Captain, there is something wrong with the person they recommended to you!"

"What's the problem!" a faint playfulness surged at the corners of Long Sansi's mouth.

"In the speed test, he ranked thirty-second, and in the endurance test, he ranked twenty-five, always in the middle, although his strength was a little stronger, but judging from the results of these three items, he was still too far behind!"

"You only saw the superficial phenomenon!" Long Sansi's somewhat playful gaze fell on Zheng Hao's body: "If in the speed test, he coincidentally got the middle ranking, then what about the endurance test?"

"Also, look at the others, and then look at Zheng Hao!"

Being reminded by Long Sansi, Sun Xiaoxiao's eyes also fell on Zheng Hao, and at this time he found out that except for Han Ruoxue and Zheng Hao, the other players who participated in the selection did not change their faces, and the other players were all panting and sweating profusely.

"Captain, I see, he pretended it on purpose!" Long Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up and he said his judgment.

"This kid is a talent, I have to keep him today!" Long Sansi nodded, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Sun Xiaoxiao nodded, and when she looked at Zheng Hao's gaze again, there was already a faint curiosity.

The fourth level is firearms, although Zheng Hao is a generation of immortal emperors, but he doesn't know anything about firearms, but thinking of his identity as a soy sauce, the corners of his mouth are filled with a hint of playfulness, which may be an opportunity for himself.

Long Sisi announced the rules of selection with a serious face, a distance of one thousand meters, ten bullets, and those who hit more than 90 rings will pass the level.

Hearing Long Sisi's words, the remaining thirty or so people at the scene wailed, these people are the elite of the elites of each unit, and they have a hand in training and actual combat, but now such rules are stricter than the selection of snipers, and some people naturally think that they may not be able to pass this level.

Compared with some people's anxiety, there were two people at the scene who were relatively calm, one was Han Ruoxue, because Han Ruoxue knew that as she broke through to the realm of the martial arts stage, her eyesight was already very comparable, and it was very simple to hit a target a thousand meters away.

The other is Zheng Hao, Zheng Hao feels that he is ready to be eliminated anyway, and his achievements are just floating clouds.

Seeing Zheng Hao's casual look, a faint playfulness flashed in Long Sansi's eyes, and after beckoning Sun Xiaoxiao over, he whispered in Sun Xiaoxiao's ear.

"Captain, isn't this okay?" Sun Xiaoxiao frowned, carefully reminding Long Sansi.

"Do as I say!" Long Sansi said undoubtedly: "Whether Longmen can survive this difficulty, maybe it will fall on this kid!"

"You pin your hopes on this kid!" Long Sansi's pupils suddenly widened.

"Ruoxue was an ordinary person a few days ago, but now she is a master of the Martial Venerable Dacheng Realm, and I have been practicing hard for more than thirty years, and I am only in the Martial Venerable Dacheng stage, do you know what this means?"

"What does it mean?" Sun Xiaoxiao's curious gaze once again fell on Zheng Hao's body.

Only then did Long Sansi realize that Han Ruoxue had said that Zheng Hao's personality was particularly fucked, and this matter was a secret in a secret, if it was said, it would definitely make Zheng Hao unhappy, and he immediately smiled: "It means that you hurry up and prepare, do as I say!"

Sun Xiaoxiao no longer insisted, and after exiting the crowd, he went according to what Long Sansi said.

The selection competition officially began, and this time the order of the competition was arranged according to the level of endurance results in the third level.

The first place was a lean man, and when he came to the competition site, he picked up a gun and fired ten consecutive shots at a target a thousand meters away.

After a while, the target reporter reported the number of rings: "Ninety-seven rings!"

"This guy is the trump card of the Wolf Tooth Special Operations Brigade, and his overall quality is particularly good, judging from his current performance, he will definitely be able to pass today's assessment!"

"To be able to add selection with such a master is simply looking for ridicule!"

"Forget it, shooting isn't my forte anyway, I can only do my best and obey the fate of God. ”

Hearing the results of the lean man, the remaining thirty or so people all started talking, some of them were depressed, and some of them had a look of war.

There were people on the field one after another, but among the first ten people, only five people played more than 90 rings, and the others were directly eliminated.

It is worth mentioning that Han Ruoxue, the little policewoman's marksmanship is like a god, and she directly shot a good score of 98 rings, temporarily ranking first.

It was Zheng Hao's turn to play, and Zheng Hao picked up the gun casually.

"Damn, this kid hasn't touched the gun, why is the posture so non-standard. ”

"I dare to guarantee the ticket, he must not have touched a gun, such a rookie, if he can play more than ten rings, it is very good!"

"This kid will definitely be eliminated directly in this level, and our competitor is one less!"

Looking at Zheng Hao's gun-holding posture like a rookie, the remaining twenty or so people began to discuss, and almost everyone showed a hint of banter on their faces.

Han Ruoxue was secretly anxious, Zheng Hao was only a junior in high school after all, and he had never played with firearms, in this game, if he couldn't play ninety rings, he would be eliminated, what should I do?

Zheng Hao naturally listened to the voices of these people in his ears, and the corners of his mouth flashed a faint playfulness, girl, you just mock, Lao Tzu just wants to make a zero ring, so that he can go back to sleep.

It was precisely because of this idea that Zheng Hao raised the gun and fired, and after a deafening gunshot, Zheng Hao casually threw the gun away, raised his leg and left.

"Ninety-Nine Rings!" But before he could take two steps, the whip announcer's loud voice rang out.

Zheng Hao was directly tripped by his own leg, and if it weren't for the immortal aura, he would have fallen to the ground directly.

"It's actually ninety-nine rings, such a non-standard shooting posture can actually hit ninety-nine rings?"