The hot registration meeting lasted for three days.

In the end, the number of applicants broke through the 1,000 mark, which is still the result of screening.

After that, the first round of selection will be held.

Considering the large number of participants, the primary selection was divided into four divisions and held at the same time.

Wang Hao came to the third division.

On the bluestone square within a kilometer radius, players gathered. In front, eight battle platforms have been set up. On each battle platform, there is a tall and mighty figure, cast of black steel, with various runes engraved on the body, and on the cold face door, there are no facial features, but inlaid with a spirit stone, revealing a cold and mechanical aura.

This is a one-star martial puppet, and its strength has reached the small pole of the Qi Condensation Realm.

It is also the assessment standard for the primary selection of the Chivalrous Wind and Cloud Club.

Only those who can defeat the puppet can pass the primary election and thus advance.

On the battle platform, someone has already been assessed and handed over to the martial puppet.

The Chivalry Fengyun will require the contestants to be between the ages of 15-18, and at this age, they can cultivate to reach the small pole of condensation, at least in Furi City, they can already be regarded as young and promising, with good talent and qualifications, and they are not one out of ten. It is foreseeable that in this square, so many young people who are eager to try, and in the end, many of them will fall on this primary election.

"Song Bao, elimination. ”

"Yang is not careless, eliminated. ”

"Qin Dan, elimination. ”

"Li Lei, eliminate ......"

As the examiner's voice sounded, a young man left the scene gloomily.

From time to time, a person who passed the assessment appeared, attracting a burst of envious eyes.

Being in the arena of the City Lord's Mansion, looking at everything around him and the martial puppets on the stage, Wang Hao sighed slightly in his heart.

All of this is so familiar.

Wang Hao still remembers that these martial puppets were carved and refined by a two-star rune master when he was eight years old.

Now, the puppet is still there, but many things have changed, Wang Yangke is no longer there, and as a young city lord, he can only appear here wearing a mask.

"Han Feng, Kuai Naihu, Zhang Songxi, Xiao Yan......"

"Take the stage!"

The examiner's voice rang out.

It was Wang Hao's turn to be assessed.

Wang Hao stepped out and walked towards the battle platform.

"Brother Han Feng, come on!" Kuai Naihu and Wang Hao are the same batch of players, the battle platform is next to each other, and they walked to the battle platform at the same time, clenched their fists, knocked on their chests, and said.

Wang Hao nodded slightly.

Wang Hao stepped onto the battle platform.

"Let's go!"

With the order of the assessment officer, the runes on the puppet's body lit up, and he strode out suddenly, clenched his right hand into a fist, and blasted towards Wang Hao with one punch!

Waves of air erupted in the air.

The strength has reached the small pole of the Qi Condensation Realm, and with the power of eight bulls, even if it is a stone tablet, it can be blasted into slag.

Wang Hao's eyes were slightly condensed, his mouth was low, he stepped out, his back was slightly arched, his body was like a dragon ready to go, and his right hand was a fist, facing the puppet, and he handed it out with a punch.

"Oh?"

On the side, the examiner of this battle platform raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this scene.

This martial puppet, when refining, is itself biased towards the power system. Ordinary players will avoid the real and try not to collide with it head-on, and now, as soon as Wang Hao comes up, he dares to confront the puppet, I don't know if he really has the strength, or ......

Blind conceit?

With a bang, Wang Hao and the Wu puppet collided with each other's fists.

A wave of air then erupted, violently agitating and spreading.

The puppet's body shook, and it stepped backwards.

"Hmm!" the examiner's eyes lit up.

"This kid is good!"

Under the head-on collision, the puppet of Dewu retreated, and the examiner couldn't help but look a little more appreciative in his eyes when he looked at Wang Hao.

Without waiting for the puppet to stand firm, Wang Hao's footsteps had already stepped out, galloping away, and a series of virtual shadows appeared on the battle platform, virtual and real, ethereal and illusory.

Dark Steps!

The martial puppet, who was already not very intelligent, faced with this situation, couldn't react at all for a while.

Wang Hao's body jumped up and hit the puppet on the head with a knee.

Airplanes......

The puppet's head tilted back like a rattle.

Wang Hao landed.

Put your feet on the ground.

Immediately, the whole person jumped into the air suddenly, and with a dragon fist, he sent the martial puppet into the sky.

"Wow!"

There was an uproar from the crowd around them, and their eyes all turned to the puppet.

Watch the puppet rise into the air and fly.

With a bang, the puppet smashed to the ground from the air, and the entire battle platform was smashed and shook, and a circle of air waves spread, blowing the hair of the people around him.

Wang Hao stepped down and stepped on the head of the puppet.

Crunch, the head made of the martial puppet Xuangang was trampled and gurgled, and the rune luster on the body was disordered.

Everyone was shocked, accustomed to seeing the players being suppressed by the martial puppets, and the sudden appearance of a strong existence like Wang Hao was shocking.

"Han Feng, pass the assessment!"

The examiner raised his palms and shouted.

He had no doubt that if he didn't stop it in time, this military puppet would probably become the first scrapped combat puppet in the primary election.

Wang Hao stepped on the battlefield.

There were envious or jealous glances all around.

"Who is this Han Feng?"

"The martial puppet is not his opponent at all, he passed the assessment so quickly, and his strength is very strong!"

"I've never heard of this person before, and sure enough, there are all kinds of people. ”

There was a lot of talk.

Near-kindness from Wu Xiaolang +3

+5 Near-Good Qi from Yanshi

+11 Negative Grievance from Guo Youtan

+13 Negative Grievance from Situ Fang

Negative Grievance from Huang Jun +27......

At the same time, many people have contributed to Wang Hao in their hearts.

Among them, there is admiration and admiration, and more negative resentment such as jealousy and disdain.

Wang Hao had already arrived in the shed where the players were resting, and his eyes were cast on another platform.

On this battle platform, Kuai Naihu is fighting with the Wu puppet.

There was an iron ball floating in front of Kuai Naihu, the size of a baby's fist, exuding bursts of light, as if it had spirituality, as if it had spirituality, driven by Kuai Naihu, circling and circling, flickering left and right, defending, attacking from time to time, and entangled with the puppet.

Wang Hao looked at it slightly, and he saw through the mystery. On this iron ball, there is a certain kind of perception rune engraved, which can form a connection with Kuai Naihu's thoughts, so that he can drive the iron ball, like an arm command, as if his mind is connected.

However, the runes are only auxiliary, and Kuai Naihu's own outstanding mental power can achieve this kind of operation. In other words, ordinary people, even if they carve more perception runes on the iron ball, they can't even think of manipulating it.

This little fat man, with the body of a tank, is a mage.

After a fierce battle, Kuai Naihu finally defeated the Wu puppet and passed the assessment.

"Hahaha!Brother Han Feng, you have also passed the assessment, you look much easier than me!" Kuai Naihu looked up to the sky and laughed twice, and walked towards Wang Hao.

"You're not bad either. ”

Wang Hao nodded slightly.

It was not until dusk that the primary selection of the four divisions was all over, and after the deliberation of the examiners, a total of more than 120 young players were finally promoted, and they will continue to compete for the honorary title of chivalry.

Wang Hao and Kuai Naihu both advanced, and there was no suspense.

The sun sets, and the afterglow spreads out in the sky, reflecting the clouds and like fire.

More than one hundred and twenty young people gathered in the square.

The primary election is finally over, although it has just gone through a tense and intense assessment, but many people do not have a trace of impatience and boredom on their faces, but a kind of excitement and great expectation.

Because next, they will usher in a pre-game feast in the Wenluan Hall of the City Lord's Mansion.

This feast will be presided over by the city lord Nie Baishan himself, and the representatives of Nanshan of the Wanshi Chamber of Commerce, various celebrities in the city, and many heavyweights will all attend.

And for many young people, more importantly, the four celebrities will also attend this feast.