Everyone rested in the city for the night, and the auditions began early the next morning.

Some children can't sleep with excitement or nervousness all night, and some fall asleep upside down, and almost don't oversleep the next day.

Before leaving the next day, Fang Wei specially instructed everyone:

"Just like normal training, show your usual strength, don't be too nervous, even if you become a martial artist, it's just the beginning."

When they came to the Kuncheng martial arts arena where the selection was held, the children all cried out in surprise.

The Kuncheng martial arts arena is too big, and the big ones are almost boundless.

At its most, tens of thousands of people can be accommodated at the same time, so there are many people participating in the selection and watching at this time, but it is not crowded.

"This time, there are more than 3,000 teenagers in Kuncheng City and the twelve villages in the surrounding jurisdiction."

Fang Wei said to the children, and the teenagers couldn't help but swallow their saliva...

More than 3,000 people, and it's just Kuncheng.

Twenty-one cities in Manchuanzhou·· The Nine Continents of the Qinxiang Empire··

How many people are there?

"You don't have to be afraid, this selection is not an elimination system, as long as the strength is reached, you can be selected as a martial artist, if all of your more than 3,000 people are qualified, then all of them will be selected as martial artists."

Fang Wei comforted that although these children are strong and strong, their minds are still the minds of teenagers after all, and they need guidance in many cases.

Immediately after, on the city gate in the distance, a middle-aged man in light armor announced the start of the selection.

"Oh, look! That is the number one powerhouse in Kuncheng, Lord Fan Zhongyun, the general of Zhencheng! ”

Someone said a voice, and suddenly everyone began to whisper, cast adoring eyes, and even some people blushed and bubbled on the top of their heads, just because they saw the legendary General Fan Zhongyun...

Worshipping the strong and advocating martial arts is vividly reflected at this moment.

Fang Wei also cast a different gaze.

That's the realm he's always dreamed of... Far above the warriors, and above the warriors, that is the realm of martial artists!

The existence of taking people's heads in a real million-dollar army is like probing for things.

But Fan Zhongyun showed his face and said a word and disappeared, and then, many sergeants and people in strong uniforms appeared on the side of the hundreds of venues that had already been arranged, all of whom were in charge of the test.

The martial arts test is actually quite simple, and it is divided into three parts.

First, test strength, is to see how many things you can lift, to meet the requirements of the martial artist is considered successful, the heavier the lift, the higher the level of the martial artist.

Second, test your speed, that is, depending on your agility and reflexes, then you will throw the clay pot over the open space with a fast speed, and the more you break, the higher the score.

Third, test skills, that is, actual combat ability, which mainly depends on the talent of each teenager.

Generally speaking, the most important point is the third point, because strength and speed will vary according to the usual training intensity and age, and these differences can be improved through training.

But talent is dead and can never be improved, talent is talent, genius is genius, truly talented martial arts genius is the most desired in the selection, and those people may be strong in the future.

Yan Lun chatted quietly with Gu Di and Zhuo Yun:

"Hey, how are you two? Have you met the minimum requirements for the previous martial arts now? ”

Gu Di shrugged.

"Sometimes I can surpass, sometimes I can't reach it... I hope I'll be able to play better this time, but I'm a little nervous..."

Zhuo Yun patted him on the head.

"Nervous fart, I've only met the requirements in one of my previous three self-tests, and I'm not nervous."

Zhuo Yun said, but in fact, the palms of his hands were already sweating...

Only Yan Lun didn't feel anything, because he knew his own strength, according to last year's minimum standard of martial artists, he far exceeded it more than ten days ago.

In the last few days of training, he felt that he had made significant progress every day, and now he also wanted to test his true strength, whether he could surpass the lowest first-grade martial artist and reach the second-grade martial artist.

Each venue has to test thirty or forty teenagers, in fact, it is not slow, and soon it will be Gu Di, Gu Di was slightly off the standard at first, but then adjusted his mentality and successfully passed, officially becoming a first-class martial artist.

Zhuo Yun was also very competitive, gritted his teeth and persevered in passing the test, and also became a first-class martial artist.

In fact, the approximate pass rate of each selection can reach fifty percent, and half of the people will become martial artists, but ninety percent of the first-grade martial artists are selected, and only a very small number of talented people can reach the second grade.

In a blink of an eye, Yan Lun came on the field, and he was not nervous at all just now, and his heart was inevitably a little faster at this time.

But soon, when he saw the boulders, clay pots, swords and other things that were usually used for testing, his heart quickly calmed down.

The first item is boulder force measurement.

A first-class martial artist is required to be able to lift a boulder of 300 catties! Stick to ten breaths.

Yan Lun took a step forward and looked at the boulder under his feet, this boulder did not have a handle to grab, in addition to relying on the strength of his whole body to lift it, he also had to use the strong power of his fingers to keep it steady.

"Roar!!"

Yan Lun shouted! Grabbed the boulder with both hands twice, and the fingers seemed to be buckled in, and then it was raised above the head in one fell swoop!

Ten! Nine! Eight!·· Three! Two! One!

When the time comes, pass easily.

The sergeant nodded, and Nabi circled it behind his name to signify.

"Yan Lun, do you still want to continue testing?"

The man in the strong suit next to the sergeant asked, Yan Lun nodded, indicating that he continued and did not need to rest.