"Students who pass the assessment can go to the corresponding closed examination room. This will be the last round."
The examiner who led the team took Wei Curcuma, Li Youde and another middle-aged uncle who was good at strengthening the system to the last closed examination room.
"From here on, you can only look at yourself. To be honest, this is my first time at this stage..."
The examination rooms for Li Youde and Wei Zeshu are No. 2 and No. 3 respectively. The final round is one-on-one, and the content is decided by the sub-examiner at his/her sole discretion.
It could be seen that Li Youde was extremely nervous. He couldn't even speak anymore. He dragged Wei Curcuma and muttered, saying that he still had 180,000 left, so he didn't want to make 996 anymore. It was a technical adjustment. The air was filled with joy. atmosphere.
"Why isn't the other examination room over yet...? Forget it, you start first."
The examiner asked Wei Curcuma and others to separate and enter the examination room directly.
There will be specialists in the examination room for observation and video recording. Otherwise, it is completely closed. Only the examiner in that examination room can open it from the inside to ensure safety and privacy.
Wei Eshu handed over the candidate's number plate, greeted the staff at the entrance, and officially entered the examination room.
The floor of the examination room is also pure white. It seems that the materials are much better than that of the examination room just now. It has great friction and is easy to replace and repair.
This means that serious wear and tear often occurs here.
The huge hydraulic solid lock cylinder was tightly air-tightly closed behind Wei Curcuma, twelve steel lock cylinders were locked, and it was officially announced that the final round of assessment would now begin.
But Wei Curcuma did not wait for his examiner.
Generally speaking, the examiners for the final test are anomalies who are one level higher than the candidate's target. For example, for the E-level exam, the examiner should be Ding.
But Wei Curcuma's examiner was a little different. He took the initiative to apply to be Wei Curcuma's examiner.
In the examination room, the lounge on the second floor.
"Is it okay? Boss Chongyang? Your C-level assessment approval has just come out. The date is within the next few days, right? It's easy to fail if you don't prepare well."
"It doesn't matter, I'm in my prime anytime, anywhere! Hahahahaha!"
"Then you can't just take my place as examiner without saying hello!"
"Hahahahaha! Life just needs a little surprise and surprise, doesn't it?"
Sun Chongyang, whose short hair was dyed a frivolous yellow and his hands were wrapped in white bandages, put on those flashy sunglasses and smoothed his short yellow hair, revealing his strong white teeth.
Sun Chongyang, quasi-B grade, is also the top nine member of Huofeng. Being able to get a seat in the Huofeng group, which is known for its combat prowess, is enough to prove his bravery and proficiency in fighting.
Before he became a delinquent, he was a lightweight boxing champion, so the clothes he was wearing now were also those of a boxer, black and red boxing shorts, with his upper body and feet bare, and the black tattoo on his chest was a soaring eagle. , Sword of Vengeance, and Medusa.
The muscles on his upper body are distinct, and with the tattoos, he has an indescribable aggressiveness. He is wearing a large white towel on his shoulders, as if he has just finished training to cool down the hot sweat on his body.
"Is Mr. Wei from the North here?"
"The candidates are already waiting for you below..."
"ok!"
He smoothed his short blond hair.
"Then let's make a shocking debut, and remember to prepare for applause!"
He laughed and jumped directly from the railing on the second floor, slamming into the ground in front of Wei Curcuma like a meteor.
Feeling the danger, Wei Zeshu swept back a few meters like a rabbit, barely dodging his falling blow, but was still sprayed in the face by shattered dust.
After the dust cleared, all the spotlights on the second floor were focused on the examiner who appeared vigorously. He took off the white towel and threw it to the ground, then reached out and tapped his chest muscles.
"Are you the Northern Internship Team for this session? I've heard of you, classmate Wei Zeshu."
Under his feet, the hard white ground showed spider web-like cracks, which was enough to show how powerful the jump was, but he himself didn't care.
Wearing sunglasses, with his bare upper body, his iconic sword and eagle tattoos, and his frivolous yellow hair, Wei Curcuma suddenly remembered who he was.
UFC, world-class lightweight boxing champion, three consecutive defending champions, "Bomber" MR Sun!
"Bomber! MR Sun!"
Wei Zeshu used to like to watch UFC on the TV in the canteen of the orphanage. He was a serious fan and secretly learned a lot of tricks from it, such as the Superman punch he used on the human figure.
As a serious boxing enthusiast, he would naturally not fail to recognize the lightweight boxing champion, MR Sun, known as Mr. 100 Million.
This time, the examiner was stunned. He didn't expect that the other person was a fan of his in UFC days.
"The taste is very good! Boy! After the meeting is over, I will sign your special case, hahahaha!"
"But... now assessment takes priority."
His tone immediately calmed down, which was very different from before.
His seemingly frivolous and arrogant personality and appearance, but his down-to-earth and cautious boxing style, are all his signatures. Wei Eshu nodded and waited for the examiner to tell him the rules of this exam.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Sun Chongyang. I am currently working under the boss Huofeng. Huofeng is the ninth."
"I will limit my power to level E. If you are tied with me, you will pass. If you can beat me, I will help you apply for a special level. It's that simple."
As he spoke, he twisted his waist and hips, and his joints made a continuous sound like popping beans. He was obviously in the best condition.
"I understand, please."
Wei Zeshu nodded, raised his right hand horizontally by his side, palm back, and a black sword appeared silently in his hand.
"It's refreshing! I like it!"
Before Wei Curcuma could reply, he took a slight step forward and hit Wei Curcuma's chest with a jab.
A red light flashed, and the jab, which was supposed to focus on speed but not so powerful, actually knocked Wei Curcuma into the wall of the examination room with one punch.
"By the way, my method is very rough, so be careful. If you feel you can't hold it in any longer, just shout out!"
Without disclosing his rules, Sun Chongyang directly used a combination of punches to pin Wei Curcuma to the corner and prepared to take him away on the spot.
Like heavy artillery, just like the bombing of a bomber, his fists are fast and heavy, with continuous bombardment. This is the source of his nickname "Bomber".
Wei Eshu's movement was flexible and he passed directly by him. The slashing sword in his hand shook and offset several punches, but he was already hit three times.
Even with his physical strength, his muscles and bones were aching, and he couldn't imagine what the result of these punches would be like on an ordinary anomaly suppressor.
There were already a few more punch holes on the wall where Wei Curcuma was just now. They didn't look like marks made by fists, but more like they had been bombarded by artillery shells.
"The feeling of soul pressure is full of explosive heat. It must be the essence of the "hot" soul. The problem is his method..."
Wei Zeshu had no choice but to take a deep breath and block the punch with his hand. He soon realized something was wrong.
This punch hit his palm, and although the force was fast and violent, it was only for ordinary people, and it was not difficult for his physical strength to take it.
The problem lies in the next 0.0001 seconds.
A propulsive force that seemed like an explosion suddenly erupted, directly lifting Wei Curcuma's palm that was trying to stop him into the air.
