As for the strength of four hundred and eighty catties, it is already close to the limit of the middle stage of a martial artist!

There are only three days left before the official martial arts test.

In the past three days, he practiced his body and boxing techniques in the house to adapt to the greatly increased strength.

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Early in the morning of the third day, Zhan Tian came to Li Tang's house.

He had promised to join the South Residency, and according to the rules, the test should be led by the head of the South Residency.

Seeing Zhantian again, Li Tang's performance was a little more affectionate.

After sitting in the living room for a while, Li Tang reassured Zhantian, saying that he had warned the Wang family and the others not to come over to make trouble again.

Zhan Tian hugged his fists and thanked him, and chatted casually with Li Tang for a while.

The time was not long, and six would-be warriors who had undergone preliminary tests and were ready to join the southern garrison arrived.

However, these people are generally older, and the youngest one looks to be in his twenties.

Li Tang saw that the hour was approaching, so he led everyone out of the living room and walked towards the middle of the city in the east.

It is located in the center of the whole city, covering an area of more than ten acres.

The whole Wu Pavilion is surrounded by bluestone more than three zhang high, and the internal and external buildings are built with great momentum.

Before Zhantian, I had passed by here many times, but it was the first time I actually entered.

When he came to the square in the center of the martial arts, he found that at this moment, there were nearly 100 people standing and waiting.

However, Li Tang mentioned before that every time in the beast tide, although the warriors will have a lot of losses, after repelling the beast tide, the large number of fierce beasts and mutated beasts harvested will make the quasi-martial artists in the east of the city get a lot of promotion opportunities.

About half an hour later, the gate on the west side of the square opened, and ten warriors walked in with three of them.

Everyone on the square bowed down in unison and saluted the three from afar: "Meet the city guard, deputy city guard!"

"Excuse me, excuse me!"

Among the three, a big fat man at the front pressed down with both hands and laughed.

Zhan Tian has heard that the Donglin City Guard is fat, and there should be no doubt that this person is this person.

The big fat man city guard, but there was no shelf, and after leading everyone on the stage, he opened his mouth and said a few words, that is, he motioned to a tall middle-aged man next to him to start the test.

Li Tang tilted his head slightly, and introduced to Zhan Tian and the others, the big fat city guard's name was Cheng Shouren, a disciple of the outer sect of Hanyanling, and he was already a third-order Qi practitioner, and he was already at the level of an "immortal master" of the Eight Classics.

As for the tall middle-aged man, he is the deputy city guard of Donglin City, Yang Zhen, the master of the Wuge Pavilion, and his strength is second to none among the martial artists of Donglin City.

The other thin old man next to Cheng Shouren is another deputy city guard in Donglin City, Wang Yue, who is in charge of civil affairs. Although this Wang Yue is in charge of civil affairs, his own strength has also reached the middle stage of the martial arts.

Zhan Tian couldn't help but look at Cheng Shouren carefully, but he couldn't see that he was the slightest bit different from ordinary people.

After a few words of encouragement, Yang Zhen announced the start of the test.

The martial artist award once a month naturally won't let anyone test it.

All the would-be martial artists who came to participate in the competition passed the preliminary examination, and they passed the test one by one, and the progress was very fast.

But even so, before Zhantian, there were still two people, I don't know if they were nervous or what, and they failed to meet the requirement of holding the stone lock high for three breaths.

When it was Zhantian's turn, there was naturally no pressure at all, and it was easy to pass.

More than ten days have passed since the first test, and he doesn't need to deliberately show a hard time.

When it was his turn to go on stage to receive the martial artist token, Yang Zhen deliberately opened his mouth and praised "Not bad!"

As for whether he is young or the noisy joy of the previous period, it is unknown.

Towards noon, the test was completed, and except for five who did not perform well and failed to pass, there were one hundred and five people left, all of whom received the Warrior Token.

"Everyone's performance is good! Since the end of this beast tide, we already have two hundred and twenty-four new martial artists in Donglin City! I believe that in the near future, the strength of Donglin City will be completely restored, or even further!" Yang Zhen said with a smile.

There was a lot of confusion in the audience, and most of them were "the three city guards are well led and so on".

Yang Zhen pressed down with both hands, and when the crowd fell silent, he then smiled and said: "According to the usual practice, your early martial arts predecessors will select ten people among you to give instructions in actual combat! Of course, they will stop at the point and will not hurt you!"

There was a slight commotion in the audience, some people showed excitement on their faces, and some people were a little reluctant.

After becoming a martial artist, the martial arts will give a set of basic footwork, boxing, and martial arts. And there are many advanced martial arts in the martial pavilion, which can be purchased through martial arts points or silver taels.

The gap between the new martial artists and the senior martial artists is generally relatively large.

And it is said that it will stop at the point, but the martial artist is skilled, how can there be anything that will not hurt at all, but with Yang Zhen here, there will be no serious injuries. But if you suffer some physical hardships, it will definitely be inevitable!

Zhan Tian under the stage couldn't help but glance at one of the ten warriors standing behind Cheng Shouren on the high platform.

The man's face was full of stubble, and his two little arms were exposed, all of which were black hairs like pig's bristles, but who was Ma Biao?

"This miscellaneous piece, could it be that you came to 'instruct' me?" Zhan Tian sneered in his heart.

He had already seen Ma Biao, and he was a little puzzled before, this guy seemed to be mixing well, and he could actually follow behind the three city guards.

But now it seems that he should have taken the initiative to apply and instruct the newcomer in the task!

While Zhan Tian was thinking, a martial artist had already stepped down from the high platform, and randomly called out a new martial artist, who was in the open space in front of the high platform, pointing out martial arts.

Most of these people were also martial artists in the previous periods, but after entering the Martial Pavilion, obtaining martial arts, and purchasing some resources, their strength naturally improved rapidly, and it was far from being comparable when they first entered.

It was only a few dozen moves, and the new martial artist was restrained several times, and after listening to the old warrior's "guidance" with grinning teeth, he returned to the crowd.

This kind of guidance is carried out just as quickly.

About half an hour later, all nine people in front of him finished instructing.

Ma Biao, who was dressed in black hair, walked down from the stage.

"You're called Zhantian, aren't you?" Ma Biao glanced at the crowd, and then pointed to Zhantiandao.

"Your sister, do you still know your Lao Tzu?" Zhan Tian scolded in his heart and walked out of the crowd.

Ma Biao bared his teeth, squeezed out a smile and said, "Don't worry, I only use eighty percent of my strength to guide you!"

"Then you Laozi, just use forty percent of your strength!" Zhan Tian scolded again in his heart, but he smiled and said, "Then please be merciful!"

Ma Biao's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, and he pierced the shelf, and waved his black-haired paws, signaling Zhan Tian to strike first.

Zhantian naturally won't be polite, with a slight touch of his feet, his body will shoot out like a leopard!