Soon after the convoy led by Liu Wenshi arrived at the Polestar Martial Arts Gym, two more convoys arrived one after another.

At least one-third of the martial arts candidates in the East China Sea are concentrated here.

The candidates got out of the car and gathered in groups, and the sound was very noisy.

"I didn't expect us to be assigned to the Polestar Martial Arts Pavilion for a level assessment!"

"There should be a lot of candidates in the Thunder Martial Arts Hall and the Hundred Refining Martial Arts Hall, the three giants of the martial arts hall, but they attach great importance to the martial arts examination, and they are vying to be the examination room every year, so as to observe the potential martial arts candidates and do it as soon as possible. ”

"Not only that, but I heard that this is also a way for the major martial arts gyms to show their strength!"

"The candidates took the exam here and saw the strength of the martial arts hall, so when they choose in the future, they will naturally prefer this side. ”

......

The students were talking about it.

At this time, the leaders of the three teams met each other, they were all from the Education Bureau, they had known each other for a long time, but today they have different responsibilities.

"Line up and follow me!"

As their voices fell, three teams of candidates were quickly discharged.

Each team was divided into eight or nine teams according to the number of people, led by their respective teachers.

The three team leaders led their teams towards the Martial Arts Training Building.

However, before the exam started, no one was allowed to enter the martial arts training building, so they could only wait outside.

"That's a student at Huiying Private High School, right?"

"Look at the school uniform, they shouldn't be wrong!"

"Although it is a private middle school, it is notoriously strict with students, and I have seen it today, and I even have to wear a school uniform for the college entrance examination!"

"I heard that Huiying is very awesome, and there are as many as eight high-level martial artists. ”

"Hey, what's the big deal, at least five out of eight were poached from other schools with money......

Wang Teng listened to the discussion in his ears, and also followed everyone's gaze towards the team next to him.

A group of candidates in blue and white school uniforms lined up in a straight line, and the number seemed quite large.

The group of candidates stood there, their heads held up, and all of them tried their best to show a look of arrogance.

And the top eight candidates are the focus of everyone's attention, and even the students of Huiying School are talking about them in a low voice.

At the same time, Donghai No. 1 Middle School, as a key high school, is actually the focus of discussion among candidates from other schools.

"The candidates of Donghai No. 1 Middle School are not weaker than Huiying Middle School. ”

"I heard that they have five high-level martial apprentices, and all of them were admitted to the first middle school by themselves, which is different from the one that Huiying bought. ”

"Besides, the total number of people participating in the martial arts examination in Donghai No. 1 Middle School is not less than that of Huiying......"

Donghai No. 1 Middle School and Huiying Middle School, one is a key public high school, and the other is a powerful private middle school, everyone can't help but compare them.

The candidates of Donghai No. 1 Middle School suddenly looked proud.

It's better than that, who have we been afraid of?

For a while, the candidates of No. 1 Middle School and Huiying looked at each other unpleasantly, and between their eyes, sparks were shining......

What do you see?

What are you doing?

Try another one!

Believe it or not, I'll cut you......

Candidates from other schools were suddenly reduced to background boards, but they were all unconvinced, and secretly held back their strength to make a splash in the evaluation!

It would be even better if we could overwhelm the two high schools of No. 1 Middle School and Huiying!

The time soon came, and the main entrance of the martial arts training building slowly opened, and several staff members stood at the door.

"It's someone from the Ombudsman!"

Someone recognized the identity of the staff at the door and exclaimed.

Wang Teng's expression moved, and his eyes fell on them, he had already heard of the name of the Supervision Bureau.

I checked the information on the Internet before, and I found this Ombudsman.

Like the City Protection Bureau, the Supervision Office is also a powerful department of martial arts, and it is responsible for supervision, but if it is in their hands, it will not die and shed its skin.

Many official personnel who served as martial artists were frightened when they encountered the Ombudsman, just like a mouse seeing a cat.

Such a strong department actually appeared in the martial arts examination room, Wang Teng was really surprised.

"I heard that cheating in the early martial arts examinations was not uncommon, and in recent years, the Ombudsman has intervened to alleviate this situation. Yang Jian whispered beside him.

Wang Teng nodded.

They followed the line into the examination room, and the staff of the Ombudsman checked the admission tickets and ID cards one by one, and scanned the candidates' whole bodies, which seemed to be very strict.

When he arrived at Wang Teng, there was no accident, and after checking the scan, he went directly to the examination room.

"I'll go in first, and we'll meet again after the exam!"

"Okay!" Lin Chuhan nodded to Yang Jian.

Martial arts training building, Wang Teng doesn't know how many times he has been here this month, and he is very familiar with the environment inside.

But when I entered it at this time, I found that the inside had changed greatly.

All kinds of equipment were removed, leaving only the dynamometer, the speed tester, and the physical fitness tester.

And it's not just one or two, but rows and rows of them fill the entire training hall.

Each group includes three instruments: a dynamometer, a speedometer, and a physical fitness tester, and there are two staff members standing next to them for testing.

Each group has a marker, and candidates can find the corresponding group according to the number on the admission ticket.

Wang Teng looked at his admission ticket - No. 8!

There was already a long line in front of the eighth group's test machine, and he walked over and followed the crowd.

Although there were many candidates, on such an important occasion, everyone was very conscious and did not dare to cause trouble, and they lined up in a short time.

A notice is sent on the radio to start the level assessment.

The staff of each group held a list in their hands and read out the names of the candidates one by one.

"Wang Junming!"

"Qian Zhengxiang!"

......

Each candidate whose name is read forward and begins the test.

The strength of an intermediate martial artist should reach 300-700kg, the speed of 100 meters in seven seconds to five seconds, and the physique of 50 to 80.

After the test is completed, the tester will read out the results on the spot and enter them on the tablet in the hand by another staff member.

"Wang Junming, strength 362, speed of 100 meters in 6.8 seconds, physique 56 - pass!"

"Qian Zhengxiang, strength 411, speed of 100 meters 6.2 seconds, physique 61 - pass!"

......

"XXX, strength 298, speed 100 meters 6.9 seconds, constitution 51 - failed!"

Hearing this announcement, a candidate's face turned pale, like a mourning examiner, and he muttered unconsciously: "How can this be? How can this be? Before testing my strength, it was obviously over 300Kg, but now it is 2kg less!!"

The rest of the candidates couldn't help but cast a pity on him, and it was inevitable that the speed of strength would fluctuate, and it all depended on the performance.

Especially this kind of thing that is just stuck in the stage of not going up or down, the performance is a little worse, and it is certain that it will not pass.

"No, I have to test it again, my strength has not been fully exerted, I am already an intermediate martial artist, I have to do it again!"

The candidate was a little crazy and rushed to the tester and asked to test him again.

"Drag it out!"

The tester said lightly.

Everyone has only one chance in the martial arts examination, and how well they play is also a test, and they can't blame others if they don't play well.

What's more, this year's standard has been lowered a lot, this candidate can't even meet this standard, and there is no hope for the actual combat assessment later, and it's a waste of time to go!

As the tester's voice fell, several security personnel with cold faces poured out of nowhere, easily lifted the candidate, and dragged him out of the examination room.

"No, I'm not going out, give me another chance, please, give me another chance......"

The candidate still refused to accept his fate, and struggled desperately to leave.

"If you make trouble again, you will be disqualified from the martial arts examination!" an indifferent voice came from the radio.

The candidate's struggling movements instantly stiffened, and the whole person was deflated, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

The other candidates jumped in their hearts, and the severity and unkindness of the martial arts exam made their hearts even tighter, and they didn't dare to slack off, and they all coped with the next assessment more seriously.