67th year of the Third Age, 4th of May.

Saturday.

Hanajo National Martial Arts Venue.

The sky was blue, like a huge transparent jadeite. From time to time, white clouds floated by, and the sun, who had just woken up, shyly hid behind the clouds and dressed himself. The breeze was blowing, and it was just past five o'clock in the morning.

Today is the day of the national unified martial arts recruitment, and there are even more people at the Huacheng National Martial Arts Venue, which is already bustling, wearing the uniforms and military uniforms of various high schools and martial arts halls, and they are going to compete for the name of a martial artist in this examination room.

Once you get the title of warrior, you can submit your resume to the martial arts hall or the army, and if you pass, you can join, and from then on you will be superhuman and become a person who is really useful to Mercury.

Liu Qingshan sat on the steps outside the National Martial Arts Venue, holding an admission pass in one hand and mineral water in the other.

Touching his pounding heart, Liu Qingshan felt that all this was an illusion, and it was not real.

He knows that he is two pounds, whether it is a 100-meter acceleration run, a 10-kilometer run, or a 50-group repeated horizontal jump, or a boxing machine strength test, he is the crane tail of the crane tail, such a result Dad should know it, but why? He still spends a huge registration fee of 10,000 credits to let himself take the exam?

He, the person who got into the eyes of money, could actually make such an irrational decision?

"I want to go to college, I want to go to college!"

College admissions are called "literary examinations", and martial artist recruitment examinations are called "martial arts examinations", literary examinations cultivate scholars and research talents, while martial arts examinations train martial artists, and they will be sent to fight fierce beasts.

I still remember Liu Qingshan lying on the ground, hugging his father's thigh and crying bitterly, the literary examination and the martial arts examination were conducted at the same time, and if you signed up for the martial arts examination, you can't register for the literary examination, if you can't pass the martial arts examination, you will have to waste an extra year.

Wang Gujin pulled Liu Qingshan up from the ground with a smile on his face, and laughed loudly, "Good son, don't I know your strength, my father? As long as you casually use one percent of your skills, the martial arts examination will not be a problem at all, the salary of a martial artist is much higher than that of a scholar, but I have invested 10,000 credits in you, and when the time comes, remember to return it to me, double it! Hahahaha." ”

Liu Qingshan burst into tears, "Here it is again! Why do people always misunderstand that I am hiding my strength? Now even my father has misunderstood!"

The smell of scorching in the cool air, and the noise filled Liu Qingshan's eardrums, today was destined to be an unusual day.

......

"It's okay, it's finally there!"

Zhao Gang wiped the sweat flowing on his face, the majestic Huacheng National Martial Arts Venue was close in front of him, the National Martial Arts Venue was the landmark building of Huacheng, dozens of independent pillars of Huacheng were dozens of meters deep underground, and the overall structure could withstand the attacks of the strong below the five-rank martial arts. His body moved slightly, looking full of energy, and the breeze ruffled his thin top, revealing a strong muscle.

glanced at Liu Qingshan, who was sitting at the bottom of the steps drinking water, walked up to him and asked, "Classmate, is this the Huacheng National Martial Arts Venue?"

Liu Qingshan glanced up at Zhao Gang, this person looked average, but his whole body was full of scorching breath, and there was a faint smell of sweat on his body, obviously he had just run over from a distance, he nodded unconsciously, wondering in his heart, how could someone ask such a stupid question?

Zhao Gang also saw the confusion in Liu Qingshan's eyes, and hurriedly said, "I am a candidate from the Qiaoxin Martial Arts Hall. ”

Liu Qingshan suddenly realized that the Qiaoxin Martial Arts Hall was in Qiaozhuang Township, which belonged to Huacheng but was outside the city, and it was possible that he had not been to the Huacheng National Martial Arts Venue.

He looked at the watch in his hand, smiled and stretched out his hand to pull up Liu Qingshan, who wanted to get up, and said, "Classmate, it's almost time, let's enter together, shall we?" My name is Zhao Gang, what about you?"

Liu Qingshan was frustrated: "Nameless junior, classmate Zhao Gang doesn't need to remember me." ”

Zhao Gang saw that Liu Qingshan couldn't get angry at all, and knew in his heart that there were tests in the school and martial arts hall before the college martial arts admission, and candidates who were not strong would automatically give up the exam and wait for the next session, but there were still many parents who did not give up and sent their children to try their luck, but the martial arts examination is all hard power, where can I get into it by chance?

Zhao Gang comforted him with a sense of urgency: "It's okay, just accumulate some experience for next year's martial arts exam." ”

Liu Qingshan could only comfort himself with such words.

Entering the martial arts venue, the 100-meter acceleration run had begun, and Zhao Gang also heard the call of the staff and hurriedly passed, while Liu Qingshan's exam order was last, so he could only wait.

The people who came to take the test were all people who were confident in their own strength, and their strength was extraordinary.

With the whistle of the staff at the venue, ten people ran together, and twenty long legs ran faster than a small motor, and they ran a hundred meters in one click.

"Candidate No. 1 Zhu Bing 9.56 seconds, six points. ”

"Candidate No. 2 Kong Yi 9.47 seconds, seven points. ”

"Candidate No. 3 Qu Bo 8.52 seconds, eight points. ”

"Candidate No. 4 was 10.02 seconds south, overtime, and zero points were recorded. ”

......

Ten people either sighed or happily walked down from the track and field, only to hear Yuan Nan's father reproach Yuan Nan: "Yuan Nan, why are you playing abnormally? The next item must be refueled, the hope of the whole family is here with you, come on! Don't give up!"

"Damn!" Liu Qingshan almost laughed angrily, 10.02 seconds is all out of order?

"Classmate," Zhao Gang patted Liu Qingshan's shoulder, with a smile on his face that couldn't be concealed, and said to Liu Qingshan: "I just finished running, what about you?

Liu Qingshan had been hit by these big pigs' trotters, and asked casually: "You are so happy, how many points have you run?"

"Eight points, which is already very satisfactory for me. Zhao Gang smiled proudly, and his eyes showed uncontrollable happiness.

Liu Qingshan glanced at Zhao Gang, Zhao Gang's body size is more than one hundred and seventy pounds, and he can still run in nine seconds, is he really a "flexible fat man"?

Zhao Gang looked at the track and field without blinking, and pointed to the person who had just gone up: "Look, do you know that person?" His name is Dong Wu, the son of Dong Chunsheng, an eight-rank martial artist, with super strength, strong legs, nicknamed 'Wind Dragonfly'; ”

The same is a martial artist, but the strength is also high and low, there is an evaluation in the national martial arts venue, divided into a grandmaster martial artist, a super martial artist, a special martial artist, a nine-grade martial artist to a martial artist, recognized as the strongest contemporary martial artist has two, special martial artist Dong Dachao, special martial artist Zhou Shuren;

Liu Qingshan was puzzled: "How did you know them?"

"Huacheng University Newspaper, you don't read the newspaper?" Zhao Gang glanced at Liu Qingshan in disbelief.

Well, Liu Qingshan really doesn't look at this kind of thing like the Huacheng University Newspaper, which is full of "martial arts class representatives", why do you see what they are doing?

"Candidate No. 4 Dong Wu, 7.32 seconds, ten points!"

As the results of "Swift Dragonfly" Dong Wu came out, the surrounding candidates made a lot of noise.

"Wow!

"He is Dong Wu, worthy of being the son of Dong Wu, a third-grade martial artist!"

......

Zhao Gang saw Liu Qingshan's white face, triumphant, and honored, and continued to popularize science: "Don't look at Dong Wu running so fast, in fact, he can only rank in the top 100 among the candidates in our Huacheng this year, and the strongest existence in our Huacheng is only the two North King and Nansu, and they are the strongest existence to crush this class of high school students." ”

It was about to be Liu Qingshan's turn, Liu Qingshan and Zhao Gang spoke to relieve the tension in their hearts and divert their attention, and asked casually: "Oh, yes, who is the king of the north and the south minister?"

"The name of the North King is Liu Qingshan, legend has it that he is a descendant of Emperor Wu, and his strength is said to have reached the realm of a first-class martial artist, and he is a student of Huacheng No. 1 Middle School. Nanchen's name is Cheng ......"

"No. 1 candidate Cheng Jia is in place, No. 10 candidate Liu Qingshan is in place......" The call of the staff came from the track and field field.

Liu Qingshan heard the call and hurriedly boarded the track and field, the preparation stage was very short, and it was already over half a minute late!

Just now, Zhao Gang said that there was a student named Liu Qingshan whose strength had reached the realm of martial artists, and he and that Liu Qingshan had different lives, so he really beeped the dog!

A pretty female classmate walked over from her side, dressed in a white tracksuit, curvy, full of youth, with a No. 1 exam card pinned to her waist, her whole body was filled with a fresh fragrance of lemon, and her face was ...... If you don't look at it, you're going to lose face, what's the use of caring so much?!

Cheng Jia stretched out his jade hand, shook hands with Liu Qingshan, and said to Liu Qingshan: "I've heard of your name for a long time, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its reputation." ”

"Worthy of the name?" Liu Qingshan could only smile, it is estimated that this Cheng Jia regards himself as the "North King" of the same name, the same surname and different people, right?

"Ready, go!"

With a whistle, the nine candidates standing on the track and field were launched like arrows from the string, Liu Qingshan was just starting out, and they had already run a full ten meters away.

"I'm a big slot!" Liu Qingshan spat wildly, these candidates are all human, none of them should be human!

When Liu Qingshan just walked to the middle of the 100-meter runway, the remaining nine candidates had already finished running 100 meters and left the field.

After Liu Qingshan's competition, Zhao Gang was already waiting in the audience, and he said sourly: "I didn't expect you to be Liu Qingshan." ”