In the exclamation of everyone, Zhang Xing stepped forward and lifted it up.

For a while, the bones were muffled, the blood was active, and I only felt that there was endless strength.

He has cultivated to the fourth stage, which is rare in the world, he has used the Purple Blood Pill before, and after cultivating the Purple Blood Treasure Book, he has slowly reached the peak of the fourth stage, his strength and blood are strong, and he is slowly improving every day.

It's really nothing, and I've tried it at home.

After passing the three-breath test, Zhang Xing was quite satisfied.

"Zhang Xing, full marks." The examiner makes a mark, and the score comes out much faster than in the essay exam.

"Awesome."

"This is the Major General of Zhenbei Mansion."

"Look at him not so strong, his strength is even full of points." Many people praised it later.

Wuju is a martial artist, how bold and capable he is, he is naturally admired, and if he is not capable, even if his status is high enough, many people will not look down on him.

The second was foot shooting.

For the sake of fairness, everyone is assessed the same, but the order of each group is different, which is also to make people adapt to the battlefield first.

Foot shooting is a grass shooter, the middle is the top, although the law is not the second, although the law is not the second.

Six arrows per person, the same detailed score of the sixth class, A, B, C, D, roughly the same as the score of the literary examination.

Several of them hit the mark, but they were a little biased, and they scored five points.

Zhang Xing exhaled lightly, raised his head suddenly, six arrows in a row, arrows and red hearts, without any deviation, like flowing water, and there was a light cry behind him, and his speed was at least twice as fast.

He didn't know why, but he picked up the bow and arrow, and he was familiar with it, and he was no stranger to it.

Kill one person in a hundred steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

I tried it at home, and the old man was also very pleased, saying that his methods were not like those in the army, but they were also very practical and suitable for small-scale killing.

Impeccable, once again full marks.

The third game, riding and shooting.

Maintain the speed limit, and the rapid-fire grass man is more difficult during the ride.

Zhang Xing easily hit six consecutive hits again and got a perfect score.

Whether it's riding or bowing and arrows, it's easy to get used to nature.

These basic assessments are too simple.

After the three exams, today is also over, take a day off, and continue the day after tomorrow.

On the third day, the group changed again, and it was no longer the same group.

The first, carbines.

Broken wood is a person, wearing a square version on the top, where six puppets, each other on the top. Galloping into the horse, carrying the gun left and right, touching the version of the version, and the person does not hesitate.

One person, one horse and one battle gun, the same configuration, tests the skill of riding a horse and killing it.

Zhang Xing learned to shoot and scored full marks again.

In the second scene, draw the bow.

Heavy bows, as before, are 100 catties to 600 catties, but they are not the same as weightlifting.

Zhang Xing pulled out a 600-pound bow and scored full marks.

In the third game, the heavy armor runs, and the battlefield runs.

Under the heavy armor, his skills have been exhausted for a long time, Zhang Xing's external skills are tenacious, his blood is vigorous, and he gets full marks.

"Okay, worthy of being the descendant of the old general." On the high platform in the distance, Li Jin was commanded in front of the chief examiner's hall to scan the four directions, and when he saw Zhang Xing's side, he nodded and applauded.

"Lao Zhang is really a blessing." Wang Huan, the old general of the right Xiaowei, said with a smile.

At the same time, the literary examination is also in full swing, and after one game, some results have been announced, and some people are happy and some are depressed.

Many talented people have become famous, and the popular candidates have their own support.

There are countless heated discussions, but the Wenhui test is the most.

Xiaopang and they started a gambling game again, and they were also in full swing, and it was very atmospheric.

Zhang Xing went to take a look, naturally he didn't bet, he did it himself, is it necessary.

Soon it was time for the martial arts exam, Zhang Xing came to the school again, and the group members also changed.

In the first scene, Zhang Xing was stunned, the old man didn't say much about these basic common sense, thinking that he knew, and he didn't care.

Examine the material appearance, as the name suggests, body and appearance.

See who's handsome? Zhang Xing smiled, my brother is talented, this is incomparable.

Soon Zhang Xing wondered, it was based on his appearance, but it was not all about who was handsome, but more about his figure, he didn't get a full score, too thin?

A bunch of old men also took off their shirts and posed one by one, bodybuilding competition.

After taking off his shirt, Zhang Xing added points again, he was well-proportioned and athletic.

His external skills are not as good as some of the five major and three coarse, and those people specialize in cultivating external skills, such as eagle claws, iron legs, iron arms, iron heads, etc., and it is countless times more difficult to fully cultivate external skills, and it is difficult to have enough energy.

And he is fully cultivated, very uniform in all aspects, and can burst out with extreme speed and strength, and even leapfrog battles.

This is also the reason why Lan Xiyue was surprised and even worried, Xianggong's overall progress is too fast.

It is both comprehensive and symmetrical, so that it can explode perfectly.

There is also a head, he is also superior.

Long after this assessment, the examiner was still arguing.

"I think it should be a full score, although I have lost a little weight, my explosion is strong enough, and I am good in all aspects."

"No, the rules are the rules, the appearance is only the appearance, and the figure is obviously minus."

"A table of talents, there is the style of Confucianism, you say subtract points?"

“……”

Is he skinny? Zhang Xing despises it, he is absolutely well-proportioned, strong and powerful, not the kind of big man who seems to be majestic, if he really fights, he can hammer three of them.

It's so disturbing, my brother is so handsome, and there is a problem at this level, which is simply insulting his handsomeness and chic.

And at this level, a guy like Zhang Wei, who looks burly and brave, easily got a full score.

Zhang Xing is even more angry, this guy is better than him?

If the big cow comes, he should be able to get a full score, it's a matter of looking at this.

Suddenly, he didn't want to play.

In the second game, a hundred steps through Yang, it was still a test of bows and arrows, and this time the test was of a higher level.

Twenty steps at the beginning, twenty steps for each increase, and one hundred and twenty steps at the farthest, the same as the sixth grade.

Each person has two chances to get the best result.

Coming to the field with a little depression, many people can shoot in forty steps, and sixty steps is very rare.

It's really hard.

Zhang Xing took a bow and looked at the small dot one hundred and twenty steps away, almost unable to see clearly.

Calm, Zhang Xing squinted, and gradually, his eyes became indifferent, cold, and the murderous aura began to condense unconsciously.

Murderous spirit refers to must be killed.

In a trance, the little dot was condensing, becoming more and more obvious, the wind was whispering, sensing the rhythm, everything seemed to be so clear.

Shout! The arrow roared, and the next moment it hit the target one hundred and twenty paces away, accurately.

There was an exclamation from behind, and even the two examiners here stood up, full of incredulity, followed by a lot of cheers.

Zhang Xing exhaled lightly, quite draining.

That kind of artistic conception, now it seems to be gone, he did it?

The first sniper.

There was some pain in his head, as if there were memory fragments in a mess, shaking his head, Zhang Xing left it behind, he was used to it, and he couldn't remember to go with the flow.

In the third game, everyone entered the military tent, and each person was given a small bench, and this written test tested the art of war and strategy to see if he could be the commander.

This one is also quite important, of course, it is all sixth.

The army needs fierce generals, and even more so, commanders.

This stumped a lot of people.,Most of the martial arts are biased.,Just like a sports student in the previous life.,This year it's even more biased.,Many haven't read much.,Of course, there are a few all-round people.。。

The content of the test is also very simple, elementary things.

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