"Hmm. It's level 10, Qian Doudou of our class. Liu Xiang affirmed.

"It's amazing, level 10 talent, there is a high chance of breaking through to the existence of a grandmaster." Father Zhao said with emotion.

"What is a grandmaster? I haven't heard you say that. Hearing the fresh title, Zhao Guangming hurriedly asked.

"Legendary existence. I told you before that there are many levels of martial artists, martial apprentices, martial artists, senior martial artists, great martial artists, senior great martial artists, martial artists, senior martial artists, and then there are grandmasters. ”

"The existence of legends, even your father, I just heard about it. It is said that the person who broke through to the grandmaster is already considered extraordinary, the existence of land immortals, and I don't know how your father is. Grandmasters rarely show up. Maybe they're all in retreat and ready to ascend~~~"

"Dad, you're too, what age are you, and you've soared, are you peeking at my novel?" Zhao Guangming listened to his father's more and more outrageous and speechless for a while.

"Nonsense, Lao Tzu has been mixed up for so many years, and I haven't seen what the grandmaster looks like, so why don't you show up if you don't soar. It must be something that shattered the void, and the flesh sanctified or something flew to the immortal realm and the spiritual realm. Zhao Ze saw that a little secret had been discovered, and he opened his mouth for a moment, and gave another slap in the face.

"If you don't know, you don't know, you have to fool people for something." Zhao Guangming saw the excitement that his father said, but he didn't dare to be stubborn, and muttered in a low voice.

The back of the head is tight, so keep a low profile first. Go back to your mother and complain.

"You will get along with that Qian Doudou in the future, maybe people will throw some scum in the future, which will be enough for you to use endlessly." Zhao Ze saw that his son was stunned and said casually.

"It's better to take it down for her and marry her home as a daughter-in-law. After that, you can lie down. "Father Zhao didn't feel like it was enjoyable and had another trick.

Then I looked at the thin monkey-like son, and then at his second junior brother.

"Well, let's make friends." Shaking his head, he said.

These two goods are so long, even if they are half as handsome and mighty as me, they will directly finish the work.

"You look down on your son so much, and you still need to be a licking dog for your son's talent. Isn't it the grandmaster, I can do it like Zhao Guangming!! ”

I, Zhao Guangming, can't stand this grievance.

"Zhao Guangming, little friend, I don't think you have been beaten by the cruel reality. Come and give you a vivid lesson from Daddy. Zhao Ze looked down at his son's unconvinced look, afraid that he would be too ambitious.

"Do you know what kind of existence the Grandmaster is?"

"I don't know, it's just awesome anyway. Don't you say that you don't know very well? Zhao Guangming replied.

"Lao Tzu doesn't know the grandmaster, but Lao Tzu knows the senior martial artist. There are 36 senior martial artists in the whole federation. And none of them had a cultivation talent below level 9. The level of talent determines the cultivation height, and the chance of advancing a talent at a lower level is reduced by 10 times. Your level 8 talent can touch the threshold of a martial artist at most, and whether you can advance to the level of a martial artist is not even a one-tenth of the chance, let alone a senior martial artist and a grandmaster. Therefore, after entering the martial arts class, lay a solid foundation and strive to finally break through to the reality of martial arts. Zhao's father was not dampening his son's enthusiasm, but was afraid that his son's goal would be too high, and he would end up bleeding from his head.

"It's so miserable, except for Qian Doudou, who is a level 10 talent in our class, there is not a single level 9, and there are only 4 of me including level 8. Doesn't that mean that except for Qian Doudou, we are all scum. Even if Zhao Guangming was confident, he was hit by his father's words.

"Miserable fart, do you really think that great martial artists and martial artists are not worth much, Lao Tzu, a senior martial artist, can earn this family business. Needless to say, although our city is not a first-tier city, it is also top-notch in the second-tier cities, so there are not many great warriors in the city, and the only martial artist is still Minister Chen of the Municipal Defense Force, with the rank of major general. If you can break through to the martial artist in the future, Lao Tzu will immediately go back to his hometown to worship his ancestors, thank you for the blessing of your ancestors. Father Zhao was also afraid that Zhao Guangming would be hit too badly, so he hurriedly said.

"That's okay, I'll be a major general or lieutenant general in the future, and I'll let you follow it." Zhao Guangming cocked his tail again after hearing this, this time he was quite low-key and did not go to the second floor.

The two men who were in full swing with each other didn't pay attention to the fact that they were listening to the cruel reality next to them, and their big plate faces were getting more and more pale and fat.

When Zhao's father was spitting in the vernacular, a weak question came from the side.

"That, Uncle Zhao, can you also cultivate to a martial artist with a third-level talent?"

"Level 3 talent is also a fart of cultivation, and one-tenth of them can advance to the martial arts are burning high incense. Why do you ask this? ”

Father Zhao replied casually, and then turned his head to look at Liu Xiang.

"I'm a level 3 talent, and I've also signed up for the martial arts class." The fat man with a white face next to him raised his hand.

"Well, not necessarily. As long as you are willing to attack hard, there is still a chance...... Well, there are chances. Father Zhao looked at the fat man and said. The voice is getting lower and lower, and no matter how you listen to it, you can't feel confident.

"That's right, Dad. Liu Xiang came here today to ask you to take him to Uncle Zhang's to test his talent, and I always feel that there is something wrong with the school's test cabin. Zhao Guangming was afraid that Liu Xiang would be uncomfortable, so he hurriedly said today's purpose.

"Ah, okay. Let's go after dinner. Maybe it's something wrong with the machine. Father Zhao hurriedly agreed.

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Wang Meiying looked at the two men who were eating quietly, how awkward they looked. Talking a lot less than ever. Especially Zhao Ze, an old and disrespectful guy, usually grabbing braised pork with a fat man can fight to the death. I don't know what's wrong today, and I still help Liu Xiang with meat.

Suspecting that Zhao Ze was bullying Liu Xiang in the practice room, he glared at him fiercely.

Liu Xiang is not abnormal, he can make it better than usual, and the braised pork is full of oil when he eats it one by one.

Every time Wang Meiying saw Liu Xiang eating, she felt very happy and had a sense of accomplishment.

The highest compliment for a chef is that the diner eats the whole meal.

And Liu Xiang has never been left.

Liu Xiang took advantage of Zhao's father's guilt and quickly cleared the braised pork.

It's so fragrant.

After dinner, Liu Xiang said goodbye to Wang Meiying, and followed the old Zhao and the two to drive the spiritual car to the Liaocheng Martial Arts Association.

The Martial Arts Association is actually the largest martial arts service center in the Federation, with branches in all cities in the Federation.

All unofficial martial artists deal with the Martial Arts Association. After all, the rating of folk martial artists has to come here. And the martial arts rating is only the most basic service of the martial arts association.

Liaocheng Martial Arts Association is located in the center of Liaocheng, with 36 floors and 207 meters of behemoths becoming one of the landmark buildings in Liaocheng.

Zhao Ze and Zhang Yao, the grader of the Liaocheng Martial Arts Association, have a good relationship, or the Martial Arts Association will have to get off work at night.

Zhang Yao directly led the three of them to the talent testing center in the association building.

The staff of the test center have already left work, but fortunately, Zhang Yao is also very good at operating the talent test cabin, otherwise he will have to come back tomorrow during the day.

Liu Xiang looked at the familiar test cabin and was a little apprehensive for a while, picked up Zhao Guangming and stuffed it into the test cabin, and let Lao Zhao test it first.

"Ding Ding Ding"

As expected, Zhao Guangming's test result was still 8 lamps and 8 level talents.

It's Liu Xiang's turn, gritting his teeth, he has to come anyway.

"Lao Zhao! Let's get a kick! ”