"A country boy with mediocre qualifications deserves to be friends with Tao Na?!"

The green-robed warlock raised his eyebrows and muttered to himself.

"What do you mean?"

"Huh? What exactly do you mean?! ”

"Do you still expect them to develop a love that transcends class, so that the country boy can take the opportunity to eat the soft rice of the eldest lady of the family?"

"Whew!!"

Han Ning slapped his palm on the desk, stood up suddenly, and gritted his teeth.

"Senior Sister Sola, at a young age, she has lived to a dog!"

"It's ridiculous!"

Honestly, Alan's recommender, Ms. Sora.

When I was studying art in the same class, I really took care of him.

However, times have changed.

Now the status of the two is no longer on the same level.

Sola didn't realize the class gap, and she spoke to him as a senior sister, and she was a little confused about her position.

Han Ning simply didn't pretend.

Not to mention Allen, even his enlightenment mentor Sora, is just an outward bastard with mediocre qualifications and no future at all.

With him, there is no face to speak of!

"Sora is really getting more and more angry, and all kinds of garbage will be sent to me!"

While contemptuously mocking, Han Ning casually put a cross on the recommendation letter.

I was too lazy to talk nonsense, so I refused directly.

What a country boy, where to go back and forth.

It's good to go, don't send it!

……

Ten minutes later.

Alan took a letter of recommendation with a red cross and left the Natural Warlock Tower.

The direction of this interview was completely beyond his expectations.

He didn't even really get the chance to be interviewed, so he was kicked out by Han Ning's teaching assistant.

He couldn't figure out where he had offended Han Ning.

So that he was treated so roughly.

I don't even give a chance to meet.

However, after thinking about it, most of them are still their own ogre blood, and they can't get into the eyes of the other party.

As it should be, Alan was helpless.

Fortunately, there is one more chance to do it.

He decided to try his luck at Panson's.

Already rejected once.

Alan was very uncomfortable, and his self-confidence was also hit.

Walking on the road, thinking about it.

Instructor Carter and Mentor Panson are just distant cousins who can't beat the eight poles.

No contact in years.

No matter how you look at it.

Pan Sendu had more reason than Han Ning to reject him.

Thinking that it is likely to be closed again, Alan can't help but be apprehensive.

What originally seemed like a bright future was bright.

Now it is also bleak and unclear.

Reluctantly cheered up, he came to the Pansen Martial Arts Hall.

…… As a result, the door is really closed!

"Shut out" in the literal sense of the word!

Outside the door was a group of teenagers, all of them dejected.

Alan stepped forward to take a look.

There is a sign on the door.

……

Note to Candidates:

With your own strength, you can open this door and take the exam!

Cheating will be severely punished!

……

The teenagers who were blocked out of the door.

It's all because of the lack of strength, the door can't be opened, and the qualification to connect to the exam has not been obtained.

Alan stepped forward and pushed the door.

Keep your palms on your feet.

Crunch Squeak –

The heavy door slowly opened.

Springs are installed in the door axles.

No wonder it takes so hard to push.

After trying it himself, Alan knew it.

If the physique is less than 16 points, you will definitely not be able to open this door!

Violent warlocks, physique is the foundation of everything.

Not physically strong enough to walk this path.

Being directly isolated from this gate is also a long pain that is better than a short pain.

……

Martial Arts Hall Garden.

It's as spacious as a football field.

The courtyard is full of freshmen with letters of recommendation.

Waiting to take the exam.

Compared with those teenagers outside the door, the candidates in the courtyard are obviously larger.

It's all a great guy with a tiger's back!

Alan was in the middle of it, unobtrusive.

The official exam is divided into three levels.

After passing a level, you can get started.

Pass two levels and focus on cultivation.

After passing the three levels, Pan Sen was accepted as a personal disciple.

The first level.

The examiner was Pan Sen's protégé, Tafman.

Late-stage violent warlock of the first order, minotaur blood.

Tafman, who is two meters tall, is a masculine bald man.

Wearing only tank tops and shorts, he showed off a strong muscle that was the envy of the teenagers, and stood barefoot in a chalk-drawn circle.

The radius of the circle is only one meter.

Tafman's big feet, shoe size 54!

Standing in such a small circle, you will step on the line if you move your steps slightly.

As an examiner, Tafman stood in this circle, only defending and not attacking.

Each candidate has three chances to make a move.

With your bare hands, within three moves, force Tafman out of the circle or step on the line, and you can pass the level!

Sounds like a no-brainer?

Hehe......

The young and vigorous candidates went on the field and were dumbfounded!

Shaking the Tafman, who has taken root under his feet, is as difficult as fighting a brown bear with his bare hands!

Several candidates who came on the field one after another, although they were not as tall as Tafman, also had a lot of strength.

Confidently launched an offensive.

They soon realized that punches and kicks were completely useless against Tafman.

As soon as he raised his hand, his intention to make a move was seen through.

Tafman calmly raised his fan-sized slap.

With a snap, the candidate's embroidered legs were slapped away.

The feet don't move.

After the candidates suffered losses, they learned a lesson.

Just give up those bells and whistles and push hard!

Tuafman nodded and smiled.

First of all, make sure that the candidates have found the right way to pass the test.

Then he crossed his arms in front of his chest and let the candidate push himself.

Firmly hold on to the horse's steps, still not moving!

Seven candidates have already taken the stage.

Five of them, using up three chances, left the examination room in disgrace.

There are only two of them, with stronger strength, plus some power skills.

Finally, on the third attempt, Tafman was pushed back, stepped on the line with his heel, and got through the danger.

After the end, the two wiped their cold sweat and were full of joy!

Allen drew the test number and ranked eighth.

He watched from the sidelines until it was his turn to play.

Observe the other candidates to fight against Tafman's strength, and estimate Tafman's physical attributes, no less than 20 points.

Allen's own physique attribute is 18 points.

Among all candidates, they can be ranked in the top three.

But there is still a certain gap with Tafman.

What is the approximate degree of the two-point physical difference?

Let's take an analogy.

It's almost the gap between white-collar OL and dock workers.

It's all brute force, can you push Tafman out of the circle?

Alan thinks that he is almost fifty percent sure.

Since he had three chances to try, he didn't need to hurry.

It was Alan's turn to play.

Tightening his belt, he strode over to Tafman.

Slowly raise your arms and push your palms forward flat.

"Huh?!" Tafman's eyes lit up, "Good posture!" ”

He put away the thought of underestimating the enemy, and reached forward with his arms as well.

The four palms collided, you pushed me to block, and they didn't give in to each other.

The two on the field, like two calm sumo wrestlers, start a confrontation with both strength and skill!

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A new volume begins!

I've heard that it's important to keep track of your data.

However, I don't really understand what it means to follow up......

Anyway, I'm sorry to take a look.

Don't keep raising it, it's a pity to die.