Chapter 2 The horse stumbles

In addition to the "Heavenly Mandate Master", the Terrans also have professions such as sergeants, martial artists, and mercenaries, collectively known as "armor soldiers". Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Regardless of sergeants, martial artists, mercenaries, there is a unified standard for judging the level of cultivation, which is judged by the number of pierced armor. Those who can penetrate one layer of armor are called first-class "armorers", those who penetrate two layers are called second-class armor, and those who penetrate three layers are called third-class armor......

To be able to become a top three, whether in the army or in the mercenaries, will become a low-level officer. The top five can be called a powerful existence, at least a middle-level officer. Yao Li is a five-class armor soldier, so he was hired by the "Heavenly Mandate Palace" to serve as a teacher for the "Heavenly Mandate Palace" to train the disciples in the city.

All the disciples in the city must be sent by the "Heavenly Mandate Palace" to teach and practice for one to two years before taking the "Heavenly Mandate Master" test, and all of this is free.

As for those who fail the test, most of them will enter the army, mercenary groups, or become freelance martial artists.

"Poof!"

Standing at the head of the queue, a young man as strong as a calf, with a slump on his back, with a flick of his wrist, the iron spear in his hand turned into a cold light, piercing the steel armor covered by the dummy in one fell swoop.

Looking at the pierced steel armor, the boy breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile of ecstasy appeared on his face.

The teenagers and girls who lined up next to them to wait for the test were also encouraged and applauded.

Yaoli nodded slightly, looked satisfied, and yelled: "Pass." -- Next. ”

The second teenager walked up slowly with a slightly nervous face.

As the test progressed, a teenager and a young girl obviously laid a very solid foundation under the guidance of leaving the school, and all of them passed successfully.

Finally, it was the turn of the tall, thin and weak boy.

"Qianluo, come on. ”

"Yes, you didn't pass last year, but this year is your only chance. ”

"This time it must be successful. ”

"We are optimistic about you!

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None of the more than a dozen teenagers and girls who passed the test left, and they all gathered around, and when they saw the tall, thin and weak teenagers coming over, they cheered him up.

"Why don't you believe me so much?Hmph, get ready for your screams, Sao Nian, ****!" Qianluo rolled his eyes, pouted at a group of teenagers and girls, held his head high, and strode to the dummy with an iron spear.

Next, he also sank his waist and stabbed the horse, then took a deep breath, his face gradually became resolute, and with a low cry, he stabbed out with all his might.

Who knows, with a crisp sound of the "bell", the sparks splashed everywhere, and the tip of the spear was bounced away by the steel armor in one fell swoop, and then looked at the steel armor, there was a white mark the size of a broad bean and deep into it, but it was not pierced.

The faces of the teenagers and girls changed, and then they all brushed and looked nervously to leave. The square was silent for a while.

Qianluo laughed dryly, his face was a little ugly, and he muttered with a pout: "This is a little embarrassing." ”

The brows of the teacher were also furrowed suddenly, and then he slowly stretched out, ignoring the pleading eyes of the young man and the girl, and said half-loudly: "Qianluo, - did not pass." ”

"Teach!" the boy and girl couldn't help but shout loudly.

"Teach Xi, you just give Qianluo another chance. ”

"That's it, teach Xi, how hard Qianluo has always cultivated, you can see it, he is a person this time, and the horse stumbles, you let him try again." ”

"Teaching, teaching, you have also praised Qianluo's qualifications many times, and if you enter the Heavenly Mandate Hall test, it is very likely that you will become a 'Heavenly Mandate Master', is it because of a small mistake that you can't bear to let such a future 'Heavenly Mandate Master' be cut off?"

"Teaching, our boss, uh, no, Qianluo, that's the person who was born with the fortune of the previous weather, that is to change the current pattern of the entire continent, and create great blessings for the entire human race, if you don't let him pass the test, teach you, you are the sinner of the entire human race." ”

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A group of teenagers and girls "coaxed" to leave all of a sudden, and they actually ignored the fear of leaving, and begged one by one boldly.

In the face of the pleading and pestering of a group of disciples, it is rare for a simple and rude style to leave the sect without getting angry, silent for a while, coughing deeply, looking at Qianluo and saying: "Since these classmates of yours have pleaded for you, for their sake, I will give you another chance, don't let it down." ”

"Yay!" the boy and girl let out a burst of cheers.

"Before you enter the Temple of Destiny tomorrow, you test it againβ€”remember, that is your last chance. "To keep the majesty of the past.

"Thank you for your accommodation. Qianluo bowed and said gratefully.

A group of teenagers and girls made a grimace at Qianluo, and dispersed one after another, rushing home in a hurry to pass the test, and the good news of the official selection of the "Heavenly Mandate Master" will be announced to their relatives tomorrow.

Just as he was about to give Qianluo another guide so that he could pass the test tomorrow, suddenly a dull sound of bull roaring came from behind him, and the two turned their heads to look, and saw a red light steaming outside the square, turning into a wave of air, which swept towards the two of them.

As soon as he saw the red light coming, his face changed greatly, he stepped forward to protect Qianluo behind him, and held the void in his right hand, and the iron spear inserted in the hard bluestone ground automatically trembled violently, and with a "poof" sound, as if he was pulled by an invisible force, he shot into his hand at once.

Sensing the incomparably violent and powerful power of a giant dragon rushing towards his head, Rao was to leave the mind and nerve tenacity, but he still couldn't help trembling his hands and feet, a layer of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and he almost couldn't help but throw away the iron spear and turn around to flee for his life.

Biting the tip of his tongue violently, with the sobriety brought by this pain, he wanted to break off his drink, not retreat but advance, grab two steps, and the iron spear shook, and the tip of the spear was chaotic, dense as a cloud, and formed a five-foot square white bright "round mirror", protecting himself and the Qianluo behind him.

The tip of the spear trembled, the spear body rolled sharply like a startled python, and the sharp and sharp force staggered and cut in all directions, and the bluestone ground around the body was cut out of messy shallow marks.

In the face of the strong pressure of the red light, as soon as he made a move, he wanted to leave the "Mirror Cloud Guard" of his most proud "Wild Cloud Covering the Sky Marksmanship". Even so, there is still no confidence in the centrifugal head. As soon as he saw the majesty of this red light, he already knew in his heart, even if the person who came was not the Heavenly Mandate Master, at least he was the Heavenly Mandate Master's attendant Wu Yuan Master, and even if it was the Martial Yuan Master, it was definitely not something he could contend with.

Just as he was about to turn his head into despair, a violent wind swept by, and the red light negligently fell in front of him, almost clinging to the edge of his "Wild Cloud Covering Sky Spear" attack, and his mind was shaken, and he almost stabbed the iron spear in his hand at the red cloud.

With great perseverance, he must suppress the restless blood in his heart and stop the gun.

The wind dissipated, and a middle-aged warrior dressed in bright golden silk armor, tall and fat, appeared, and with a wave of his right hand, the red light that couldn't help hovering around his body, the brilliance converged, and it was a wide red sword, "choking", and automatically flew into the scabbard behind his back.

Seeing that his face was as red as blood, standing on the spot and trembling, obviously he had forcibly collected his mind just now, his qi and blood were retrograde, and he had already been injured inward, the middle-aged warrior flicked the sleeves of his robe and smiled disdainfully, but when he saw that he was standing and was about to leave behind him, Qianluo, who was protected by him, looked as usual, without any different color, and couldn't help but pass by with a trace of surprise.