Soon, Yan Lun came to the second boulder.

A second-grade martial artist is required to be able to lift a boulder of 500 catties and insist on ten breaths.

Yan Lun had never lifted such a heavy stone before, and it was the first time he had tried.

The fingers were clenched, and as soon as I made a hard effort, I felt the heaviness of the boulder, and five hundred catties and three hundred catties were really not a little worse.

"Yikes!! ~”

Yan Lun exerts his strength again! The boulder swayed and was lifted!

The onlookers around opened their mouths wide, this young man didn't look too old, and he actually met the strength requirements of a second-grade martial artist.

Soon, when the ten breaths arrived, Yan Lun put down the boulder and began to gasp.

"Okay, let's go to the next one, if you want to challenge again after passing everything, otherwise it would be a pity that you don't even have the strength to complete the martial arts test once you run out."

The man in the suit said, and Yan Lun nodded.

It was still this place, and more than a dozen sergeants appeared around, each with a pile of clay pots in their hands and beside them.

"Let's go!"

With an order, the three sergeants quickly smashed the clay pot in their hands at Yan Lun.

"Bang Bang!"

Three times, the three jars were smashed under Yan Lun's fist almost at the same time, and at this time, three more people stepped forward, and the six of them threw the clay pots in their hands at Yan Lun together!

Break six clay pots at the same time, and you can't let the clay pots fall to the ground, if you pass this, you will hit the speed test of a first-rank martial artist.

Then, with six crisp sounds, Yan Lun passed easily again.

This time, the man in the suit did not ask him again, but waved his hand, and a total of ten sergeants stepped forward and threw out the clay pot again.

The difficulty of ten clay pots increases dramatically, and it is easy to bump into each other if they are too close, so the distance between ten pots is a little farther than when there are six pots, which is much more difficult.

Yan Lun gritted his teeth and made several incredible twists in the air!

Ten crisp sounds, the last two sounds are a little longer interval, but the speed requirements of the second-grade martial artist have been met.

Yan Lun had a smile on his face, Gu Di and Zhuo Yun showed joy on their faces, the audience had surprise on their faces, and the man in the power suit also smiled and nodded.

Not bad.

"Next, let's move on to the third item, I think you have a good chance of becoming the twenty-sixth second-rank martial artist out of the three thousand two hundred participants today."

Yan Lun wiped a handful of sweat.

"Good!"

The third item is to test your skills.

The opponent was a sergeant wearing only a cuirass, it is not known what rank.

"Do you choose bare-handed combat or sword kung fu?"

The sergeant asked.

Yan Lun looked at the sword on the ground...

"Fight with your bare hands."

"Let's go."

In an instant, Yan Lun rushed forward and greeted with his fists and feet!

"Yes, he is not afraid of the strong, and he knows the principle of attacking and defending."

As soon as he made a move, the man in the power suit next to him praised.

There is no need to express much in this battle, and the result is naturally through the talent of a second-grade martial artist.

But the man in the power suit also had an accurate evaluation of Yan Lun.

"Exceptional combat talent, but not a rare genius... However, there is a lot of room for improvement in strength and speed. ”

If Yan Lun, who had awakened his memory, would definitely nod his head when he heard this evaluation, he would say yes.

What is Yan Lun's role? Superman!

Although he has not yet awakened, the advantages of strength and speed have begun to slowly appear.

But if you are familiar with the role of Superman, you must know that one of Superman's shortcomings is martial arts, that is, martial arts moves.

can see that Yan Lun has such a special "potential", and this man in a strong suit is definitely not a simple role.

After the selection was completed, the man also stepped forward to tell Gu Di the facts.

"Your current strength, a second-grade martial artist is the limit, but it's already very good, you must know that among the more than 3,000 people, there are less than thirty second-grade martial artists."

Yan Lun nodded, understanding what he meant.

"However, your body seems to have strong potential and talent, and I don't want you to show it right now, so I didn't let you continue to try the strength and speed test of the Three Rank Martial Artists, I want you to join me."

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It wasn't long before the man spoke in a foggy voice, and he understood what was going on.

It turned out that this man represented a martial arts organization called the "True Martial Realm".

This organization was one of the largest martial arts cultivator organizations within the Qin Xiang Empire, and it had branches in every state and city.

This selection test is a cooperation between the Imperial Military and the True Martial Realm, and the True Martial Realm is looking for talented teenagers to absorb in the selection.

Yan Lun didn't say a word, and immediately agreed to him.

This political sense is still there, don't look at him as only fourteen years old, in fact he is very smart, if the world advocates reading, he is likely to be a famous person on the gold list.

In this way, Yan Lun became a second-grade martial artist, and at the same time entered the True Martial Realm Organization.

The man in the suit told him that he would come to his house in seven days and ask him to do a detailed test.