Martial arts assessment hall.

"I'm the bishop of this martial arts assessment, Zhang Hu!" In the assessment hall, a strong man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist stood on the stage, standing with his hands on his back, and looking at the hundreds of would-be martial artists below with cold eyes.

"Why is it still Instructor Zhang who is taking the exam this time,!"

"After the calf, the martial arts assessment of Instructor Zhang's main exam, the pass rate is only less than 5%, why is Waterma's luck so bad, today's yellow calendar clearly shows that it is suitable for travel, everything is suitable!"

Zhang Hu on the stage ignored the following discussions, and continued to talk about the precautions for the assessment of martial artists.

"The martial arts assessment is divided into four items, and each item must be qualified in order to become a full-fledged martial artist."

"The first strength test, more than 900kg of fist strength is considered to be qualified."

"The second speed test, more than 10m/s is considered qualified."

"In the third mental power test, 75 infrared rays will shoot at you continuously within a minute, as long as the number of hits is less than ten times, you will be considered qualified."

"The fourth item is the actual combat assessment, which is very simple, that is, to insist on two to five minutes under my hands, and anything greater than two minutes is considered qualified!"

"Do you understand?"

"Understood."

There were only a dozen voices in the crowd, and most of the people in the audience responded weakly, as if they hadn't eaten.

"A group of rookies, when you go out of the city in the future, are you also so sighing and facing the strange beasts, you are the first to die!"

"Tell me out loud, I don't understand!"

Zhang Hu's eyes were cold, and there was a smell of hatred between the words.

"Understood!"

This time, about sixty or seventy voices were heard, louder than the first.

"Very good, this is what a warrior should look like!"

"Now I read the name, stand up and start the fist test!"

"The first one, Wang Tianhao!"

A young man with clear eyebrows stood up, his face flushed, and smashed it towards the strength testing machine with all his might.

"976kg, qualified!"

"Next, Duanmu Jing!"

"929kg, qualified!"

"Xiao Chuan, 977kg, qualified!"

……

Qin Ming looked at it for a while, and has tested nearly eighty positions so far, except for one who has played 898kg abnormally, all of them are above 900kg, and even two or three have broken through 1000kg.

It seems that those who can come to participate in the martial arts assessment will not have problems at least one or two levels in the first level, otherwise they will not come here.

"Next, Li Chuan!"

Li Chuan's huge body agitated, like a little giant, even among these hundreds of people, he belonged to the top-notch type.

"Squad leader, I'm going!"

As soon as Li Chuan's huge physique appeared, it attracted everyone's onlookers, and at a glance, he knew that this was not a simple product.

I saw that the blood vessels on his body began to expand, the muscles gradually exploded, and a pair of giant fists smashed straight towards the force measuring machine, and there was a buzzing sound.

“1129kg！”

"Excellent!"

Even Zhang Hu, who was the chief examiner, looked sideways and showed an expression of appreciation.

The first strength test of the martial arts assessment, 900 is qualified, 1000 is good, and 1100 is excellent.

This is the first time that a tester with an excellent rating has appeared.

"It's so fierce, the strength is so strong, the assessment is not stable."

"Not necessarily, if you look at his body, he is almost three years older than me, not to mention the speed test for the time being, the mental strength test, the probability of being hit is much higher than ours."

Qin Ming's eyes fell on Li Chuan's body, and he was surprised by his progress, which had risen by nearly three hundred kilograms in just ten days.

Li Chuan is undoubtedly a cultivation genius.

"Next, Qin Ming!"

Qin Ming walked towards the fist strength test target machine and stopped three meters away.

The foot suddenly exerted force, and the fist suddenly exploded, and everyone only saw a trace of afterimage, and the fist slammed into the test target machine.

“1531kg！”

"Oh my God!"

"What kind of monster is this, this is higher than the fist power of an ordinary first-order martial artist!"

The people present were shocked, they naturally did not suspect that the target of the fist test would be wrong, this thing has been tested thousands of times and has zero mistakes.

"Not bad!"

The examiner Zhang Hu smiled, and still gave an excellent, the highest rating is only excellent, and he can only give it here.

Qin Ming's face was slightly happy, the things in the medical cabin were not absorbed in vain, and his fist power increased by five hundred kg at once.

"Senior Brother Qin, you are too strong."

The students of the Star Pole Martial Arts Hall saw with their own eyes that Qin Ming's fist power had broken through from less than 300 to 1500 now, and all this happened in just half a month.

This is not surprising, it is impossible.

"Squad leader, that's good."

Li Chuan laughed in a low voice, he had always felt that Qin Ming was not simple, but he didn't expect that his strength had reached such a situation.

Qin Ming grinned.

……

"Okay, now for the second level assessment, the speed test."

With the end of the last person's fist test, the examiner Zhang Hu announced that he had entered the next stage and came to the next test instrument.

After the first level, there are still 98 people left, and the pass rate is still quite high.

"The first one, Han Shuang!"

"9.8m/s, unqualified!"

"Next, Momo!"

"9.6m/s, unqualified!"

"Next, Mu Yi!"

"9.3m/s, unqualified!"

Several people failed in a row, which put a lot of pressure on those present, and some of those who had not yet taken the test couldn't help but start taking deep breaths to adjust their rhythm.

"Next, Yang Wuguang!"

Zhang Hu's eyes flashed with a different color, this Yang Wuguang, just in his hands, has failed three times, and each time his strength has steadily improved, but this speed has not risen at all.

"Come on, you can do it!" Zhang Hu patted Yang Wuguang on the shoulder.

Yang Wuguang nodded vigorously and stood on the runway to test the speed. Flailing his arms frantically, stomping the ground, and letting out a low roar.

"Give it to me!"

Yang Wuguang looked at the display, 10.1m/s.

"Passed the speed test." The chief examiner, Zhang Hu, also smiled, "Next." ”

As the personnel began to test one by one, it was soon Qin Ming's turn.

"Senior Brother Qin, come on!"

The students of the Star Pole Martial Arts Hall cheered for him, and they firmly believed that Qin Ming, who was so powerful, might not be able to pull back in speed, and there would definitely be no problem in passing the passing line.

Qin Ming walked onto the speed test track with a calm face and adjusted his breathing slightly.

Sou!

Qin Ming stepped out, and the whole person directly turned into a vague black shadow, like a lightning bolt on the three-hundred-meter test track, and everyone couldn't see his figure clearly.

“33m/s！”

All the testers instantly fell silent, I don't know how many people were so shocked that they couldn't speak, and even the staff who monitored the martial arts assessment hurriedly reported the situation as soon as possible.