Chapter 19: The Pentathlon

"Octathlon?"

Hearing the reminder of the loud male voice in the loudspeaker above his head, Liao Xiaoliu looked at Ning Xuanting beside him suspiciously.

And Ning Xuanting's expression also became serious after hearing this voice, and her good-looking eyelashes were shaking slightly to express her dissatisfaction.

"Damn, there were only six items before, why did you want eight items this time. ”

Ning Xuanting shouted to vent her emotions on the one hand, and on the other hand, she began to explain to Liao Xiaoliu angrily.

"The hexathlon refers to physical strength, strength, speed, reflexes, intelligence and insight. In previous years, these six items were usually added, but this time two new ones have been added, I hope you have good luck and draw the items that are not too difficult!"

After many calculations, in the end, something went wrong. Ning Xuanting hoped that Liao Xiaoliu would have enough good luck, but the result was ......

"Exploration and knowledge? Who the hell thinks this is a blatant target, and I'm going to report it. ”

As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. After hearing the other two questions, Ning Xuanting was directly fried.

She sensed the malice coming from the world. What is exploration? To put it bluntly, it is a maze.

Letting a road idiot go through the maze, isn't this the same as letting a miscellaneous soldier go head-to-head with the hero!

That's not all, what the hell is knowledge? I don't even have the scope of the question bank, and I am not prepared for the test.

Ning Xuanting burst into foul language in her heart, but Liao Xiaoliu on the side was indifferent.

On the contrary, Liao Xiaoliu at this moment felt that his confidence had increased greatly, and even the pressure had decreased a little after hearing about these two projects.

In Liao Xiaoliu's heart, he has always defined himself as a literary and artistic talent, and it is not his main job to fight and kill.

The reason why he keeps getting lost is because of his unique opinion.

"The road is in the heart, go with your heart;

Perseverance will eventually reach you. ”

As for the test of knowledge? Hehe! Familiar with all kinds of novels and all kinds of comics, he really doesn't know what to be afraid of.

......

The order of the test is determined by the number, and since Liao Xiaoliu was the last tester to arrive at the venue, he tragically got the last number, two hundred and thirty-three.

Fortunately, the eight projects were started at the same time, with 29 people in each group, and Liao Xiaoliu was the one who dragged his feet.

The chief examiner, who had just entered the infield through the side door, obviously didn't expect that there would be one more person, and secretly scolded the statistics department's incompetent behavior. In desperation, he had to assign Liao Xiaoliu to the power project team he presided over to make soy sauce.

"Look! That is Yan Song, the tests in the past few years have basically been presided over by him, known as the iron-masked judge, fierce and tight. ”

"What! It turns out that he is Yan Song! Last year, my senior brother planted it in his hands, and this year I have to be careful. ”

"It's Yan Song again, and it's really bad luck to meet him every year. ”

“......”

Standing in the group of the strength project, listening to the voices of discussion around him, Liao Xiaoliu's confidence in himself is as fast as the tap water in the biggest faucet.

Through these conversations, Liao Xiaoliu learned two important pieces of information.

The first point is that Iwamatsu is not easy to mess with.

The second point is that he is the only novice in this group, and the others are all experienced old fritters.

No matter which point it is, it is quite unfavorable for Liao Xiaoliu, and what is even more tragic is that the test of the strength project team has started in advance.

"Bang!"

Thirty people stood in a circle, and a boxing machine was placed in the circle, and the loud noise just now was the sound of the No. 1 punch on the leather cushion of the boxing machine.

"One, sixty points. You can go down, don't rub it down next, come up. ”

The score jumped on the display on the boxer, but the number one was clearly not very satisfied. But with an impatient look from Yan Song, the No. 1 player had no choice but to accept the result.

"Number two, sixty-three, next. ”

"Three, sixty-one points, next. ”

......

"Twenty-eighth, sixty-seven, next. ”

Ten seconds for one person, the test simply flew fast.

Moreover, none of these scores exceeded seventy, and a series of more than sixty points made a circle of people angry at the moment.

However, the examiner of this strength test was the chief examiner Yan Song, and seeing that the results were recorded one by one, everyone dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, so they had to accept it stiffly.

Now, there is only the last person left in front of Liao Xiaoliu, this person is two meters tall and strong, and one arm can reach Liao Xiaoliu two or three, which is undoubtedly the most powerful representative of these thirty people.

Watching the big man walk step by step to the boxing machine, everyone held their breath, expecting him to break the record and create a miracle.

"Boom!"

A powerful blow, the dull thud of which was a world away from the voice of the previous tester.

"Twenty-nine, seventy. ”

Yan Song pursed his lips, looking at everyone cheering around the big man, as if he had broken the spell, he said disdainfully, "I really don't know what is worth being happy about at seventy points, according to me, ninety points is a passing score, and below ninety points is not as good as ants." ”

Listening to his words, everyone was speechless for a while, and sighed in their hearts, "Why don't you go find an ant to try." ”

Just as the Dahan test was over and everyone was about to leave for the next session, a weak voice sounded behind everyone.

"Well, I'm number two hundred and thirty-three, isn't it my turn?"

Everyone looked back and saw Liao Xiaoliu standing in the outermost circle awkwardly, whether he entered or not, and he didn't enter.

"Well, I almost forgot about you. This is my negligence, I will make an exception to add 20 points to you, you can come here!"

Yan Song's words in front were fine, but when he heard that Liao Xiaoliu was going to make an exception and add 20 points later, the crowd on the field was immediately angry, and it was about to turn into a riot.

However, at this moment, Yan Song slammed his fist on the boxing machine, and everyone heard a "bang", and then saw an incredible number pop up on the display screen.

"Two hundred and thirty-three. ”

As soon as this number came out, the scene was suddenly silent, and everyone only felt a chill in their hearts, and the consciousness of the previous riot was blasted to the point that there was no scum left in the face of absolute power.

This punch is not only absolute power, but also absolute control of power. No one would think that this was an all-out blow from Iwamatsu, and no one would think that the number two hundred and thirty-three would be a coincidence. Only with complete control of one's own power can one hit such a staggering number.

While everyone was full of admiration for Yan Song in their hearts, they also acquiesced to Liao Xiaoliu's extra points, and at this moment they hoped that Liao Xiaoliu could score an unprecedented high score.