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." ”

Liu Qingshan blushed and sighed: "Although my name is Liu Qingshan, the 'Northern King' I told you is not a person, I am just a drag oil bottle with the same name as the big guy! I am embarrassed for the big guy!"

Zhao Gang patted Liu Qingshan's shoulder and comforted: "I understand that Zhao Gang and Liu Qingshan are both very common names, and there are many cases of duplicate names. ”

"Candidate No. 1 Cheng Jia 7.01 seconds, 10 points. ”

"No. 2 candidate Tang Xiangyang 7.12 seconds, 10 points. ”

"Candidate No. 3 Han Zhongchao 7.16 seconds, 10 points. ”

......

Liu Qingshan felt that the strength of the nine candidates he ran with was so strong? They were all the top people in Huacheng?

"No. 10 candidate Liu Qingshan 13.12 seconds, remember ......" After a long tone, the staff continued: "Remember 10 points!"

"Wow!"

"This Nima is a real dog! How dare you cheat openly in the martial arts exam?"

"Damn, everyone worked hard to train martial arts, and they were mixed up as a martial artist by a second-generation green dog?"

......

The audience was in an uproar, no one could stand their hard training for more than ten years, and as a result, they were overtaken by a second-generation dog, right?

The crowd was indignant, the entire Huacheng National Martial Arts Hall exam could not continue to operate normally, the situation was out of control in an instant, the venue was noisy, and the next batch of ten candidates for the 100-meter run refused to play and also opposed Liu Qingshan, a second-generation dog.

"Silence!"

Huacheng National Martial Arts Center, thousands of people gathered together to make noise, the sound was noisy to the peak, and it was actually covered by two simple words, but the two words had a powerful power, like the palm of the god to press on everyone's hearts.

The venue fell silent all of a sudden, and a pin drop could be heard.

"Who is this? Can you be so strong?" Liu Qingshan's heart was shocked.

The noise receded quickly like a tide, and the thousands of candidates present remained eerily quiet, not even daring to pluck their ears and shake their arms. Powerful warriors are like gods in Saturn, and they protect the survival of Saturn's civilians from the mouths of fierce beasts. Powerful warriors will also have corresponding legal privileges and salary subsidies, and are a real aristocratic class.

The candidates and staff present were all "would-be martial artists" of a certain level, and of course they could judge the source of the voice, and they all looked towards the dome of the martial arts hall.

The dome of the Budokan is a semi-circular stable thin shell structure, and the honeycomb pattern is covered with hexagonal bulletproof glass that can resist ordinary bullets, and the joints are supplemented by a special metal structure, so that this dome can withstand the impact force of tens of tons.

At a height of thirty meters from the surface, a person who was hidden under the black martial arts suit suddenly jumped vertically from the dome, and the meteorite fell straight down without any cushioning, and the powerful momentum made the entire ground shake, but the solid structure of the venue did not make any gravel fly. A small sign on his chest shone brightly, a red martial arts badge.

"Second-grade martial artist!"

All registered martial artists will be issued with martial arts badges corresponding to their cultivation, from light to dark colors, from white, yellow, red, green, purple, blue, and black to seven corresponding to non-rank martial artists to four-rank martial artists to facilitate identity confirmation.

Although everyone is a martial artist, the gap between the martial artists is also very large, the martial artist can only barely reach the limit of the human body, while the second-grade martial artist is far beyond the limit of the martial artist.

"Let me explain," the warrior in a black-clothed martial arts uniform took off his hood, revealing a big bald head, he was not very old, only in his thirties, and said: "My name is Hu Dongjie, I am the person in charge of the martial arts examination of the Huacheng National Martial Arts Center, he is Liu Qingshan, and he deserves ten points just by this name." ”

Taken in the dignity of the second-grade martial artist, no one in the audience dared to refute!

The scene was eerily quiet, and the ten candidates who had refused to play took part in the 100-meter speed test.

100-meter acceleration run, 10-kilometer run, or 50 groups of repeated horizontal jumps, the boxing machine strength test is called the "basic four", with a full score of 40 points, and you must get more than 32 points to obtain the title of "martial artist", that is to say, the average score must exceed 8 points per course, which is not easy.

Thousands of people participated in the martial arts examination and finally won the title of "martial artist", but there are only a few dozen martial artists, although the others have the strength to step into the threshold of martial arts strength, but because of the performance of the sake.

The assessment was carried out very quickly, and the 100-meter acceleration run of about two hours had been tested, followed by a 10-kilometer run, followed by 50 sets of repeated horizontal jumps, and a boxing machine strength test.

"No. 4 candidate Liu Qingshan, 10-kilometer run...... Remember 10 points. ”

"Candidate No. 7 Liu Qingshan, fifty groups repeatedly jumped horizontally...... Remember 10 points. ”

"Candidate No. 6 Liu Qingshan, boxing machine strength test...... Remember 10 points. ”

The next assessment did not show that Liu Qingshan had achieved all the crane tail results, and even the staff were embarrassed to announce the lowest score, which was also a strange one, but there was a big bald head in front of him, and the penultimate results all achieved a full score of ten points.

Liu Qingshan really felt the feeling that his eyes could kill, he felt that if he left the martial arts venue, maybe those candidates who failed the martial arts exam would hide in the grass and beat themselves to death to vent their anger, right?

This kind of thing happened, Ke Shuquan, who was the deputy person in charge of the Huacheng martial arts examination, could only come forward, he was over fifty years old, his martial arts had passed his peak, his hair was gray, his face was grand, and he walked to Hu Dongjie's side, and couldn't help but wonder: "Since Liu Qingshan doesn't want to pass the martial arts examination, why do you want to do more?"

The bald head Hu Dongjie smiled, "Liu Qingshan is a talent, he will definitely pass the martial arts examination, as for why he didn't use his real strength today, I don't know much, but he should have his own plans, let's wait and see." ”

The martial arts examination ended on time at six o'clock in the afternoon, and a total of thirty-two people passed the martial arts examination with Liu Qingshan, and as expected, Liu Qingshan's group of ten people all passed.

I have to say that Hu Dongjie's cover-up behavior made many candidates who originally had the strength to pass the martial arts examination unbalanced and abnormal, and they had no choice but to be eliminated.

"In 2007, the Huacheng martial arts assessment has all ended, and the next step is to invite Ke Shuquan, a second-class martial artist and deputy head of the Huacheng martial arts examination, to issue the martial arts badge. The staff applauded Ke Shuquan to come forward and present the warrior badge.

"I'm not convinced! There is a candidate here, he is not worthy of martial arts, and he is not worthy of the title of martial artist at all. ”

Bao Mingquan took the martial arts badge from Ke Shuquan, who was happy, snorted, jumped up and jumped onto the two-meter-high martial arts competition ring, pointed at Liu Qingshan and shouted: "Liu Qingshan, I want to challenge you, if you don't dare to accept the challenge, throw down the martial arts badge and get out of the venue as soon as possible!"

Bao Mingquan, as the beloved son of the city lord of Bao Fengpei, will naturally not be afraid of the second-grade martial artist Hu Dongjie, and more importantly, after he becomes a martial artist, he is bound to inherit his father's business and become the city lord of Huacheng in the future.

In order to prevent favoritism and malpractice in the martial arts test, the Mercury Martial Arts Test Organizing Committee does have a challenge to the rules, requiring the challenged person not to shirk the dueling requirements for no reason, and must catch more than ten moves in the duel, if defeated within ten moves, the challenged person must give up the status of the martial artist and investigate the responsibility of personal fraud, and the challenged person shall not participate in the "martial arts examination" and "literary examination" again within three years to show punishment.

Liu Qingshan, who was standing under the stage, was like a shrimp steamed on a cage drawer, almost ripe, and Liu Qingshan also wanted to prove himself with hard power, but what should he do if he had no hard power at all? Not to mention that as long as he refused, there would definitely be a three-year "ban on testing" punishment, and when the time came, it would not only be a matter of losing face, but also his road to progress would be broken.

Liu Qingshan's mind turned sharply, weighing the pros and cons, there was no way! Under the watchful eyes of the public, it was impossible for him to refuse the challenge, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Let me try the tricks at my feet." ”

He knew his strength in his heart, he didn't dare to be arrogant at all, and made up his mind to focus on fighting, never fighting hard, the physical strength of these big pig's trotters was extraordinary, and he was afraid that he would be killed in seconds as long as he was hit with even a light punch.

He approached the ring, held the edge with his hand, and climbed into the ring with his feet in embarrassment.

"Hahaha. ”

"Haha. ”

"Hahahahaha. ”

......

Everyone in the venue burst into laughter, they had never seen a martial artist get into the ring so difficult, the two-meter-high ring was just an easy jump for most of the people present, Liu Qingshan's performance was simply the biggest joke ever.

Tang Xiangyang looked at Liu Qingshan and almost laughed, and happily touched Cheng Jia beside him: "I bet that Liu Qingshan will definitely not be able to hold up three moves." ”

Cheng Jia's beautiful eyes were raised, and he looked at Tang Xiangyang with idiot eyes, and said: "Don't you know who Liu Qingshan is? Although Bao Mingquan's strength is good, he can't be compared with Liu Qingshan at all, with Liu Qingshan's strength, it is just one trick to kill Bao Mingquan, I didn't know why Liu Qingshan wanted to act like a clown, but now it seems that he has a deep plan in his heart, Bao Mingquan is dead!"

Han Zhongchao on the side also nodded affirmatively, and affirmed: "It should be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger." ”

Although Liu Qingshan had already made up his mind to focus on guerrilla, he found that the actual battle was completely different from what he imagined. Although there is a saying called "four taels dial a thousand catties", but the key point is that Liu Qingshan does not have four taels, and Bao Mingquan far exceeds a thousand catties! His speed is extremely fast, just the degree of running in a straight line exceeds the limit that Liu Qingshan can capture with the naked eye, and the whole body is as blurred as a mosaic, and the distance of the whole five meters is instantly shortened by him, and Bao Mingquan appears in front of Liu Qingshan's eyes in the blink of an eye.

"It's over!" Liu Qingshan was desperate, all he could do now was to desperately protect his face, and it was better to say that he would be able to punch Bao Mingquan in the face, and it was estimated that his brains would be beaten out by him!

Bao Mingquan looked at Liu Qingshan, who had dull eyes and slow movements, and sneered in his mouth. You must know that a martial artist is not just a simple title! If you want to become a martial artist, in addition to the hard work of cultivating day and night, cultivation resources are also indispensable, such as genetic evolution fluid and fierce beast meat. The path of the warrior is the path of human evolution, and it is also a gold-burning cave, and how many of the three billion human beings can become warriors? Less than three million! The path of the warrior is truly one in a thousand, and it is not something that ordinary civilians can afford.

Then it is time for me to give an iron fist warning to this arrogant man who is carried away and unable to recognize himself! Let him know what is the difference between dignity and inferiority, and what is the dignity of the strong that cannot be bullied.

"Brute Bear Fist!"

Bao Mingquan's knees bent slightly, his elbows were lucky, and he concentrated his strength between one punch, which is a martial art worth 300,000 credits, and the power of one punch is enough to split mountains and open stones, as long as he hits the middle foot, he can cross the rank and seriously injure a first-class martial artist.

"Give me death!" A cruel and venomous smile appeared on his face, the corners of his grinning mouth emitted a terrifying smell comparable to that of a fierce beast, and he stepped closer to Liu Qingshan.

Bao Mingquan trembled all over, and glanced left and right, as if a fierce beast had awakened from the desolation in the venue, exuding a desperate aura.

"Delusion?" he was stunned, unable to believe his instincts.

The chilling aura became even stronger, and a gong kept striking in the bottom of his heart, deafening.

Close to the body at zero distance, Bao Mingquan found that the terrifying aura seemed to be released from Liu Qingshan's body, and what he covered with his hand did not seem to be his own cheek, as if there was an incomparably powerful peerless beast hiding behind his palm.

The breath of death emanated from Liu Qingshan's body, and Bao Mingquan couldn't help but feel a strange feeling, he felt that if he punched down, he might die?

"Don't, this punch, this punch..." He felt as if his body was out of control, sinking into the mire and constantly sinking in the direction of Liu Qingshan.

"Die!"

Bao Mingquan closed his eyes in despair, he already knew his end.