followed Zhang Zizai to the fifteenth floor of the building, and with the assistance of the professionals arranged by Zhang Zizai, put on the data collection equipment, and Qi Lin began to conduct a more professional quality test.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to fully reveal his full quality at once, and to estimate the degree of growth that normal humans could achieve even if they were gifted, Qi Lin slightly controlled his strength and speed to conduct the test, lest the data be too terrible, but troublesome.

After more than an hour, the test results were finally available.

The conclusion is that the physical qualities are extremely talented, the potential is endless, and the evaluation is the potential of the top players.

Zhang Zizai held Qi Lian's test results, both shocked and relieved.

While the two were chatting, a youthful and wanton young man rushed into the gate of the fifteenth floor!

As soon as he came in, he shouted loudly: "Zhang Qiduan! Zhang Qiduan, are you there! ”

Zhang Zizai looked back when he heard the sound, and couldn't help but be happy: "Yanqing! This way! With that, he turned around and raised an eyebrow at Qi Lian. This is what I told you before, this year's talented newcomer of Zangfeng - Yanqing. ”

This is the genius who is only 16 years old?

Qi Lin looked over curiously, the young man was about 1.7 meters tall, with slender hands and feet, and his appearance was immature and handsome. The childishness on his face has not faded, his eyes are bright, and he has a youthful self-confidence and a temperament that is not afraid of everything.

It really doesn't look like a good soldier.

The boy was also looking at Qi Lian. After a while, he took the initiative to come forward and ask, "Brother, are you the super genius that Zhang Qiduan has been talking about recently?" ”

"Probably." Qi Lin smiled slightly and replied, "It's thanks to Mr. Zhang." ”

Yanqing tilted his head: "You are so boring, strong is strong, weak is weak, what is modest?" ”

Damn, I was educated by children.

Qi Lian, who subconsciously politely debunked it neatly by the children, couldn't help laughing, and could only say: "Okay, the super genius that Zhang Qiduan said recently is me, what about you, Yanqing?" ”

Yan Qing smiled: "I am the strongest genius in the combat world. ”

"Oh?" Qi Lin deliberately teased: "Is it stronger than that Sword Saint disciple Baihe River?" ”

Yan Qing glanced at Qi Lin with disdain: "Brother Qi, you have no problem with your brain, of course you have to compare who is strong and who is weak, but in terms of genius, I am sixteen, he is eighteen, I have only practiced for two years, he has been accepted as an apprentice by the Sword Saint since he was a child, and now that the two of us are close to each other, of course I am even more genius!" ”

Looking at Yan Qing, who was still radiant and couldn't see a little frustration, Qi Lin felt a little ashamed.

Whether it is Yan Qing, Li Maia, or Zhou Lezhi and others, these fighters seem to have a love for soldiers, are not afraid of everything, and have the courage to challenge their opponents.

On the contrary, he obviously has a golden finger like the Tower of Transcendence, but he only learns to defeat the enemies in the tower and avoid the loss of spirit from threatening his life, and he doesn't seem to find any fun in the process of fighting against soldiers.

It seems that such a self is really not qualified to compete with these players who are passionate about it.

"Brother Qi! Would you like to have one? In a daze, Yanqing looked at Qi Lin with bright eyes and sent out an invitation to fight.

Qi Lin was also curious about the other party's level, and simply agreed to the competition.

The news that the little genius Yanqing was going to fight against the newly joined five-stage players spread throughout the entire headquarters building in an instant.

By the time the two of them put on protective gear and stood on the stage, the stage was already surrounded by dozens of coaches and players.

Next to the stage, beside Zhang Zizai, a middle-aged man who looked a few years younger than him touched his beard and asked casually: "Old Zhang, where did you find the seedlings, it looks like they are twenty-four or five years old." ”

Zhang Zizai smiled: "Du Xishan, I have to thank you for getting me to Taiping City, so that I picked up a leak, don't look at this kid's age, but among the so-called geniuses I have seen so far, no one can compare to him." ”

"Lao Zhang, you're boring, although I am under President Fan, but you know, I didn't participate in your matter." The middle-aged man, Du Xishan, glared at Zhang Zizi speechlessly.

Zhang Zizai patted Du Xishan on the shoulder: "Forget it, the two of us who practice swords, play routines with those "management", if you can't play, let's look at the younger generation, you baby Yanqing, what level is it now?" ”

Speaking of Yanqing, Du Xishan immediately became energetic: "I'll tell you!" Four words to describe, a genius in the sky! This kid was sent over at the age of fourteen, and he can learn any swordsmanship as soon as he learns it, and he will be good at it in a while, and now, hehe...... You'll find out later. ”

Zhang Zizai smiled, this old ghost is still selling off, and he will laugh at him fiercely.

Clearly, both coaches are confident in their players.

Back in the field, Qi Lin and Yan Qing confronted each other, he saw Yan Qing holding a sword in one hand, sideways facing him in a posture similar to a knee position, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Yan Qing, what kind of routine are you?" ”

Yan Qing's clear voice sounded: "This is the Great Xia swordsmanship, and there are routines for both hands and hands, but I think it is more handsome to hold the sword in one hand." ”

He then said: "Are you ready, Brother Qi, then I'm on!" ”

With that, an arrow stepped forward, and the long sword in his hand suddenly stabbed into Qi Lian's chest.

Regarding whether one-handed weapons are flexible or two-handed weapons, there is actually a counter-intuitive conclusion - two-handed weapons that can be held with both hands and combined power from multiple angles are more flexible than one-handed weapons.

In the case of the use of one-handed weapons, it is often necessary to equip the off-hand with a shield to guarantee an additional defensive advantage.

Of course, on the attack side, one-handed weapons are not all inferior to two-handed, one-handed sword attack range, can be sideways attack, with the pace can have a longer attack distance than two-handed attack, in a sense than two-handed holding is more suitable for long shots, commonly known as a wider range of attacks.

Yan Qing's blow was like this, the high-speed arrow step combined with the sideways thrust, as if he had jumped the distance between the two in an instant, and the sword blade came to Qi Lin in the blink of an eye.

But for Qi Lian, this blow is of medium meaning.

He erected his knife to steadily separate the stabbing blows, and by the way, he felt the strength of the other party, and then he knew it in his heart, and controlled his strength to fight back!

The two instantly stuck together and completed more than ten white-knuckle battles, and among the onlookers and coaches, those with insufficient eyesight couldn't even see how many rounds the two had fought.

Yan Qing's movements were extremely agile, as if he was small and light, his steps were staggered, he flickered and moved, and he took the initiative to attack Qi Lin from all angles, and his movements and postures were indescribably chic and freehand, like a sword immortal.

Qi Lin was more calm, in fact, after experiencing countless deathfights in the tower, in reality, this kind of protective gear was neatly worn, and it was difficult for him to be interested in a battle without danger.

In Qi Leng's eyes, there have always been all kinds of flaws in Yan Qing's wanton attack, especially when the flaws are more obvious at the moment of shooting, after continuous blocking, Qi Lin raised his eyebrows, grabbed the gap after Yan Qing's attack, and suddenly put aside the opponent's weapon, stepped to bully himself, and raising the knife was a heavy split!

Clang!