After pondering for a while, Zheng Qingming asked, "What is the situation on the side of religious people from all walks of life, occult experts, and people who are suspected of being extraordinary?" ”

The subordinate replied: "312 people have agreed to our invitation, but only 11 of these people have passed our first round of tests. They have now arrived in Haicheng and are ready for the second round of testing. ”

Zheng Qingming said "um" and said, "I'll take a look." ”

Ever since he knew that the supernatural power really existed, Zheng Qingming's whole person had become suspicious.

He looked at everyone like a transcendent now.

These days, Command 101 has contacted religious figures, occult experts, and people suspected of being transcendental, explained their intentions, and promised generous material conditions that ordinary people cannot refuse.

Some people, such as the Taoist priests of Qingyun Mountain, directly denied that they had extraordinary powers, claiming that they only cultivated the heart and not the power, and sent guests tactfully; Others, such as the 312, boasted of their supernatural powers, but most of them were found to be flawed in the first round of testing.

The first round of testing arranged by Command 101 was a scientific review, requiring subjects to perform their "extraordinary abilities" on the spot under the strict supervision of scientific instruments and a team of experts.

To Zheng Qingming's disappointment, some subjects were instigated when they saw this battle, and found various excuses to try to escape, while others reluctantly used their "abilities", but most of them were magic tricks such as bending spoons and igniting white phosphorus, which were spotted on the spot.

And the 11 people who entered the second round of the test were not because of how strong their "ability" was, but because they used some means such as dancing gods and ghost drawing talismans, and claimed that their methods only worked on demons and monsters, which ordinary people could not see or understand.

In the past, Zheng Qingming Baozhun sneered at these people and labeled them a "charlatan" in his heart, but now he has become less confident in his three views.

So the 11 people went to a second round of testing - they would go into a closed room alone and face the contaminants.

Thanks to the experimental materials that Yanluge had just sold him, Command 101 was able to organize this round of testing.

So, Zheng Qingming saw these 11 people from a distance and walked into the small room arranged in advance.

The first one to enter was a middle-aged man dressed as a wandering Taoist priest, stepping on ten-square shoes and carrying a peachwood sword on his back, claiming to be the ninety-first generation descendant of Tiandao, good at swordsmanship and killing demons and ghosts. This person is also well-known in the local area, a peachwood sword dances chicly and pleasing to the eye, and it seems that he has worked hard, but it is unknown how much real ability he has.

Zheng Qingming watched the Yunyou Taoist enter the test room, and then turned his gaze to the real-time monitoring screen in the room.

In the center of the room was a rabbit-sized pollutant, with a strange appearance, a human head, a horse's body, tiger stripes, and wings, very similar to the mythical image of Yingzhao, but it was a miniature version, and its body was rotten everywhere, making it look hideous and disgusting. An iron collar was clasped tightly around its neck, two finger-thin chains on one end and the other in the corners of the walls, so that it could only move around half a room as long as the chain was.

As soon as the Yunyou Taoist entered the room and saw this pollutant, he immediately exclaimed: "Bah, where is the monster?!" ”

The pollutant looked up, stared at him, and lunged forward, but the chain restrained its movements, and it jumped halfway and was pulled back again, rolling back to the ground.

For now, at least, it can't break free from these two sturdy chains.

The wandering Taoist priest slowly drew out the peachwood sword behind his back, his expression solemn.

According to the conditions agreed by Command 101 in advance, he had to kill, or at least really hurt the things in the room, in order to pass the second test, at first he even thought that what was prepared for him might be a tiger, a black bear and other fierce beasts, but he didn't expect that it was such a small, seemingly not too powerful creature.

But the little creature on the ground looked so strange that he couldn't help but be vigilant.

I don't know why, as long as the wandering Taoist priest saw it, he felt a feeling of nausea and headache, as if something strange was about to be stuffed into his head.

Is it because it has a human-like face that makes him feel weird? Or was it because it was badly injured and smelled of decay that made him feel sick?

Is Command 101 going to test them in this way of pushing the limits of physiology?

It's hard for them to find such a genetically mutated creature.

Thinking that he had guessed the intentions of Command 101, the wandering Taoist suddenly felt that his discomfort had been alleviated a lot.

He clenched his peachwood sword, and seemed to regain the confidence of the rich and noble families who had begged him to subdue demons and subdue demons in the past, and slowly approached the pollutant.

He was now wondering which sword form he should use to accurately and elegantly decapitate this strange creature.

That's right, accurate and chic, this is his lifelong pursuit.

His one-handed swordsmanship is not a showmanship, but a real practice.

When he practiced swordsmanship as a teenager, he thought that swordsmanship did not have to be beautiful, as long as he could kill. However, after putting on this robe, he realized that only by being able to play a beautiful, chic, and cool sword style can he attract enough customers - most laymen are not interested in actual swordsmanship essentials such as force, center of gravity, and borrowing, and they only judge the level of a person's swordsmanship by whether they are good or not, and whether they are handsome or not.

For this reason, the wandering Taoist priest learned from the pain and changed his past, not only changed the name of the first style of "vigorously chopping wood" taught by the master to "flying dragon to the sea", and changed the second style of "vigorously stabbing forward" to "meteor chasing the moon...... Countless bells and whistles were added before each move.

So, what trick should he use to kill an animal the size of a rabbit?

The wandering Taoist priest practiced several times in his mind, and finally chose the first type of "Flying Dragon to the Sea".

His peachwood sword was just a wooden sword after all, and it wasn't sharp enough, so he chose to break its neck vertebrae with a top-down slash and let it die a dignified death. This shows his strength and benevolence even more.

Of course, direct chopping is not in his style.

So the wandering Taoist priest first shouted: "Monsters suffer death - look at me, flying flowers and falling leaves!" ”

With an orderly pace, the Yunyou Taoist priest turned around the room twice, the hand holding the sword shook rapidly, and the tip of the sword stabbed six times in different places, as if he was killing an invisible ghost.

"I have slain this monster, so you need not be afraid." The wandering Taoist shouted loudly, pulled a sword flower, slammed it into the empty air, and after stabbing a sword, he suddenly stepped back, made a blocking posture, and after a while, he gritted his teeth, maintaining a tenacious expression that was difficult but persevering, and rushed forward again, as if he was fighting back and forth with a large invisible ghost.

After about three minutes, Yun You Daoist was panting with his sword and paused his performance: "The soul of this monster is too fierce, thanks to the 'Dragon Fighting' that Master taught me, I can force its soul back into its body." Next, watch me use the 'Flying Dragon to the Sea' to do the right thing for heaven and behead you, the demon who is a disaster in the world! ”

After pulling another sword flower, the wandering Taoist priest shouted again, rushing towards the small contaminant.

Pollutant raised his head, stared indifferently at the strange human with gray eyes, and spoke, "Mi rigardas laĝardenon de la dioj."

The movement of the wandering Taoist priest froze, and the peach wood sword in his hand fell to the ground involuntarily, holding his head and screaming miserably: "Ahhhh ”