The most basic requirement of any empire for a soldier is to be strong, and the more robust the better, and the more muscles, the better! In the eyes of these officers, muscle mass is synonymous with strength, and a soldier with arms and legs is not a good soldier! And streamlined muscles like Ip Mantian, what is that? Who has heard of it?

Ip Mantian looked at the tens of thousands of young people who participated in the recruitment, all of them were as strong as oxen, and in order to show off their muscles, many young people were shirtless, and from time to time they posed a few poses to show their strength. None of these young people are less than 1.9 meters tall, except for him, the shortest one is also 1.92 meters! And Ye Wentian is only 1.8 meters tall, and his streamlined muscles do not support clothes, which is particularly conspicuous among these strong men.

Sure enough, while Ye Wentian was scanning the surroundings, hundreds of people around him were also looking at Ye Wentian, and they were talking in groups of threes and twos, with curiosity, contempt, disdain, and pity in their eyes.

Ye Wentian has good hearing, and he takes all the words they whisper into his ears.

"Oh, look, that kid is also here to sign up? It's as thin as Chai He, yes, I can pinch him off with one hand!" said a strong man who was more than two meters tall.

"Yes, yes, look at his waist, is it as thick as my big arms? thin arms and thin legs are like girls, this kind of person dares to be a soldier?"

"Don't be so bad, we are all from civilian backgrounds, but we are just loose lords, maybe this kid has a bad life, he has never been full of snacks, and he has grown like this because he is malnourished, alas, pitiful, according to his size, he will definitely not even be able to pass the first level of physical fitness test!"

"That's right, but this kid is so handsome, better looking than the prettiest Lily in town, if he can't get by, I don't mind taking him, hehe!"

There are all kinds of discussions, Ye Wentian is all smiling, through the true eye energy perception, these strong men are indeed sturdy, but most of them are not more than ten levels, if they really want to fight, they can't tell who will pinch whom! What's more, who is he Ye Wentian? He is Feiyue's personal disciple, the youngest refiner, the genius of the twin martial spirits with the divine martial spirits, and the proud son of the sky who holds the emperor's tools, how can he be as knowledgeable as these people?

Standing with this gang of strong men, Ye Wentian was embarrassed to have a sense of superiority, but instead had a feeling of bullying the small with the big, although his age must be at the bottom.

Sighing, Ye Wentian shook his head with a strange expression, Arthur misunderstood the meaning of Ye Wentian's sigh, thinking that he had been hit, and couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder apologetically to show comfort.

The first level of recruitment is to test your physique and strength, to put it simply, it is to see if your muscles are strong, and then look at what the spiritual power level is, the standard of the spiritual power level is level five, and the standard of strength is three hundred catties.

"3055!" the examiner shouted.

"I'm here, I'm coming!" a strong man of more than two meters ran over, this person Ye Wentian had the impression that it was the person who was ashamed to say that he could pinch him off with one hand just now.

"Oh, it's not small, this tendon and flesh are good!" the examiner looked the strong man up and down and approvingly.

"Thank you, examiner, I am the strongest man in the town, and I am nicknamed Iron Tiger, haha!" The strong man smiled proudly, after all, it is not easy to be recognized by the examiner.

"Spiritual power or strength?" the examiner asked.

"Hey, I'll choose both!" the strong man shouted, the faint spiritual flame rose a full eleven inches, and a white spiritual ring rose from under his feet, which not only caused the audience to exclaim, but even the other examiners also looked over, and the second lieutenant in the highest seat also glanced at him in surprise.

"Very good, very good, it's actually level eleven, and I got a spirit ring, I have a lot of potential, haha, I finally picked up a treasure!" The examiner smiled very happily, and the examiner next to him cast envious eyes.

"Haha, my strength is stronger!" Iron Tiger walked in front of the stone drum and stood still, exhaled and twisted his waist and punched, a fierce punch hit the stone drum, the stone drum buzzed, and the number soared to 623 before stopping.

"623 pounds, a very staggering number, you are a mere civilian, I really doubt what you grew up eating! Both of them are very good, how about it, are you interested in coming to the First Army? The leader of the First Army is Generalissimo Bude!" the examiner asked with a smile as he stamped the list with the number 3055 with a bright red official seal.

"Okay, well, I admire General Bud the most, oh yes, I'll be a member of the First Army in the future!" Iron Tiger jumped up excitedly with the list.

"Pay attention to the image, private!oh no, you're a senior soldier now!" the examiner pretended to be stern, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Iron Tiger bowed again and again, holding the list and showing off while laughing, and the envious people around him stared straight into their eyes.

Arthur puffed out his cheeks and said: "I'm taking the exam, this is too exaggerated, I thought I could get the first place! This guy is so lucky, he actually crossed the private and was directly promoted to the senior private, envy, envy!"

None of the numbers from 3055 to 6021 surpassed the Iron Tiger, and of course, the inferior nobles in the special passage on the other side were the worst stronger than the Iron Tiger.

"6022!" the examiner called again, Arthur jumped up and rushed in like the wind, and after waiting for so long, it was finally his turn.

"Spiritual power or power?" Arthur was just two meters tall, and the examiner didn't pay much attention to it.

"Elect both!" Arthur shouted earth-shatteringly, for fear that others would not hear, and the people around him really looked at him curiously, you know, the strength of 300 catties may not be difficult, but the fifth-level spiritual power is too difficult for civilians!

"Oh, let me see what your rank is?" the examiner looked up, interested.

Arthur drummed up the spiritual power of his whole body, and the spiritual flame rose a full ten inches, this result made everyone take aback again, and the iron tiger touched his chin and said, "It's only the first level compared to me, good guy." ”

Then, Arthur punched the stone drum again, and his strength reached 588 pounds!

"The spiritual power level is level 10, the strength is 588 catties, and among the more than 6,000 people, you are enough to rank in the top five, very good, congratulations on your promotion to a senior soldier, how about it, are you interested in coming to our first legion?"

He thought that Arthur would agree without hesitation, but he didn't expect Arthur to shake his head and refuse: "I'm sorry, I want to go to the Seventh Legion." The surrounding discussion suddenly became noisy, and the eyes of everyone looking at Arthur were full of speechlessness and disdain.

After being stunned for a full minute, the examiner said in disbelief: "Do you know that entering the First Legion is the highest honor for every soldier, and you actually refuse! Do you know who the leader of the Seventh Legion is?"