Boom!
The giant door at the entrance to the Martial Artist assessment venue slowly opened, and groups of Prospective Martial Artist gradually walked out.
"All Prospective Martial Artist who survived will hand their bracelets into my hands to evaluate whether you can become Martial Artist."
Dozens of soldiers held testers and shouted at the young girls who walked out.
"Ding! Score 11, passed!"
"Ding, record 4, failed!"
"Ding..."
One by one, Prospective Martial Artist began to test with full of trepidation. When the time comes, some will be happy and some will be worried.
Some people can become Martial Artist easily, while others work hard but still fail to meet the requirements.
It can only be regretted that it is eliminated.
Even Prospective Martial Artist, who was eliminated, suddenly burst into tears and cried heartbreakingly on the sidelines.
But no one sympathizes or pities him.
"Just a little bit..." Chu Tiannan was also in the crowd, looking at the figure in white who was about to walk out of the giant door, he sighed in his heart.
It's really a twist of fate.
"Brother Tiannan, do you want to compete for the first place?" At this moment, Lan Di's voice sounded in his ears.
Hearing this, Chu Tiannan looked startled, then smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Fighting is not allowed here, there is no chance."
"I have a way to make you compete for first place!" The next second, Lan Di's words made Chu Tiannan's eyes suddenly light up.
"No... You can't do this!" However, when Chu Tiannan heard the other party's plan, the smile in his eyes suddenly disappeared and he shook his head.
"I cannot cause losses to my companions because of my own selfish interests. This will also have an impact on my future cultivation."
Hearing this, Lan Di smiled, then patted Chu Tiannan on the shoulder and said, "I will definitely help you with this. My ranking is still within one hundred, because we have people!"
With that said, Lan Di also moved his eyes. Chu Tiannan looked at the expectant eyes of Mo He and others. He immediately understood and turned his eyes to Qing Yu in front of him, nodding.
"Okay! I will fight for the first place..."
"Ding! Score 560? Passed!" When the examiner saw that the first scorer had a score of hundreds, there was a hint of approval in his eyes.
"Hehe, there will be stronger ones behind!"
Liu Jie smiled and said, after all, in the previous battle, the records of Mai Luo, Liu Jie and Wei Yuan were lost.
He averaged the scores of the North Martial Arts Hall, and except for Qing Yu, each of them North Martial Arts Hall had an average score of about 500.
"Then I'd like to take a look." The examiner smiled, and immediately turned his attention to the young man with an imposing figure next and said.
"Hand over the bracelet!" While the examiner was speaking, he was also looking at the young man in white. He found that this person was a little different from the previous Prospective Martial Artist.
Whether in terms of momentum or character, this young man is obviously stronger than most people.
The young man in white responded and handed the bracelet into the hand of the examiner. The next second the instrument changed.
"Ding! The record value is 1850! Passed!"
Although the sound is not loud, it can be heard clearly by all the examiners around.
Suddenly, a lot of envious eyes came to look at him. At this time, the young man in white seemed to be the focus, becoming the object of discussion and envy.
"1850 record, my God, how many Demon Beast did he kill?"
"It's ten times as much as mine. Is the gap really that big?"
Many Martial Artists who passed the examination were originally happy, but were shocked by the huge difference. Only then did they understand.
Even if it is Martial Artist level one, it can still be seen as level three, six or nine!
Obviously, the young man in white definitely belongs to the first echelon of the younger generation.
"Martial Artist Qing Yu? This record is very high. As expected, you should be number one." Even the examiner was shocked when he saw the record of Qing Yu.
"Thank you, senior!" Qing Yu saluted politely, then turned and left.
As he left, his eyes were full of pride. Martial Artist The first place in the assessment is too valuable.
This is not only a 50 million Earth Currency reward, it also represents the glory of starting a Martial Artist!
"With the privilege of freely choosing a team, my strength can be further improved!" Qing Yu competes for this first place just for this privilege.
Martial God Level and below team selection privileges are hard to buy with money.
After all, for the Martial Grandmaster Level team, Martial Artist is just a drag!
"Hahaha..." Qing Yu was very excited at this time, and finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Ding!..." However, just as Qing Yu laughed loudly, a crisp detection sound sounded.
Then, the laughter of the young man in white stopped abruptly, and there was the sound of the detection system.
"The record value is 1850, Martial Artist Chu Tiannan, passed!"
The evaluation of the final performance of the two is actually the same!