Tang Wen was secretly guessing just now: Did the black-armored general use sound skills or something else to make such a loud voice?
I wonder if there is any sound skill among the redeemable skills in the guard camp.
If so, you must learn it.
The examiners acted resolutely and the selection progress was rapid.
If you want one more chance, you can give it.
But you have to at least lift the stone lock to your chest to give you a chance to start over with the next group.
Rest cannot give you rest.
Either advance on the spot or be eliminated immediately.
There is no third scenario.
Suddenly, someone in front of me failed the test and said he was sick.
The examiner sneered: "Are you sick? Okay! Then go tell the silver wolf and see if it can wait until you recover before eating you!"
"Get out! Now!"
A girl ran out of the team, tears streaming down her fingers.
A few people chuckled, and the other girls glared at them.
More people just looked at her back and shook their heads.
Not everyone is suitable to be a guard.
"Ninth row, everyone, come forward."
The assessment progressed quickly, and the assessment for selecting patrol guards and city guards on the other two sides of the square has also begun.
The two did not take separate assessments and started running in circles together.
At the end of each lap, someone stamps their wrist.
Run one lap and cover once to test endurance and persistence.
"Tenth row, everyone, come forward!"
Tang Wen, who was in the team, strode forward and followed the examiner's slogan, steadily raising the stone lock three times in a row.
After counting, the examiner loudly reported to the stage: "The strength assessment is all over. There were 418 people participating in the assessment this time, and 167 passed. Among them, 25 were women."
The black-armored general on the stage nodded slowly: "Well, for this hunting team selection, we only need strong combat capabilities, and don't let weak people hold us back. The hunting team is only short of 45 people! Now, let's compare speeds."
The general felt a little helpless. Who didn't want to train these little brats into talents?
It's not that the camp doesn't want to recruit more people, but that the growth of a warrior requires a lot of resources, and the camp simply can't support too many people.
Than speed is running.
Other selectors ran around the square, and those who participated in the hunting team selection ran in the middle of the square.
After turning back, the distance is almost 200 meters.
In the first row, 20 people stood up and ran.
"Ready, run!"
Seeing everyone jumping out like wild dogs, Tang Wen frowned and turned back to run?
He hasn't practiced.
But the examiner doesn't care whether you have practiced or not.
In the last group, there were only 7 of them.
"Run!" the examiner ordered.
Tang Wen took the lead and jumped out.
This is the benefit of high mental strength, and the reaction is extremely fast.
Since he had never run before, he didn't dare to hold it back. He buried his head and raised his arms, using at least seven percent of his strength.
Whoosh!
As soon as he took off, he left everyone behind.
"Whose boy is this? Running so fast?"
On the stage, a commander said in surprise.
Several other commanders looked at each other.
The black-armored general wondered: "What? No one knows you?"
"General, I know him. He's not from the inner city. He's a young man from the outer city who collects medicine and hunts for a living. He's very interesting. I'm about to transfer him to my command and teach him a lesson." The person who spoke was none other than Commander Zhao who guards Silver Wolf.
Others were unhappy.
"Old Zhao, you saw a good idea! Do you want to take action?"
"That's right, I think this guy is suitable for me to perform legwork!"
The other commanders did not speak, watching with interest the three commanders of the hunting camp making noise.
Before he finished speaking, Tang Wen slowed down and ran back to the finish line when the examiner counted to 11.
Pairs of eyes around him looked at him, either surprised or confused, wondering where this guy came from.
Depend on! Overacting.
Tang Wen trimmed his hair and came to the back seat as usual.
"My name is Zhang Lin. Are you from a martial arts school?" A tall man over 1.9 meters came over.
"Well, Tang Wen, a hunter from the outer city."
"Hunter? Awesome!" The big man gave a thumbs up.
The two of them said nothing, and the examiner announced the results:
"Strength and speed, after two tests, there are 79 people who have passed, including 17 women. The fastest one is Tang Wen."
Uh-huh!
Tang Wen once again attracted the attention of everyone present.
The voice of the black-armored general on the stage sounded: "Tang Wen comes forward."
"Yes, sir." Tang Wen turned around and went out.
"Don't be nervous, you are a hunter and have practiced martial arts?"
"yes."
"What did you practice? Who taught you?"
"Brother Li, the blacksmith from the outer city, taught me how to practice breaking the wind knife. Old doctor Li from the inner city taught me how to practice the health stake." He answered in detail. The camp is not big. There is no need to hide these things. You can find out by asking around.
But after everyone listened, their faces were full of disbelief.
Wind-breaking knife and health-preserving stake?
how to say?
In martial arts schools, dogs are not trained.
General Heijia, Commander Zhao and others exchanged looks, feeling surprised in their hearts.
The Wind-Breaking Knife is a set of sword techniques used to kill enemies.
If I have to comment, I would say it is ordinary, simple and practical, and easy to use.
It is the most popular among the popular goods.
Not to mention the health pile, it is a complete waste of time. Who can practice it if they are not studying medicine, or are not middle-aged or injured!
Warriors also stand in stances, but they stand in horse-step stances, requiring a horse to stand up.
The difference between the two is even greater than the difference between peach core and century-old Wenwan walnut.
Several commanders on the stage whispered to each other: "It seems that his speed is innate."
"Well, it should be."
"Definitely. What can you achieve with these two skills?"
The surrounding martial arts disciples felt much relieved when they heard Tang Wen say this.
They all know that the next thing to be assessed is actual combat ability.
What kind of practical ability does Tang Wenlian, who has a background in kung fu, have?
The black-armored general signaled Tang Wen to return to the team:
"Next, let's rest for an hour. Then the actual combat assessment will begin. Assessment content: Each person will fight two armored guards at the same time. If you defeat the opponent, you will win. You are allowed to use weapons."
"Can you wear armor?" A warrior raised his hand.
"Of course not."
An hour passed quickly.
In the huge square, circles are drawn with white ash, and inside the circles are the actual combat assessment sites. Fifteen in total.
Thirty guards, wearing iron armor and holding swords and guns, entered the scene in pairs.
More guards lined up to wait.
There are currently 79 people left to be assessed, so there are 158 guards in total.
Although there is some gap in their strength, it is not too outrageous.
Whether the assessor faces someone weaker or stronger depends entirely on luck.
Tang Wen noticed that the examiner had changed.
Fifteen examiners appeared out of nowhere, each full of evil spirits, standing in front of 15 circles.
The most eye-catching one is a female examiner standing in Circle 4.
She is half a head taller than the average male soldier, probably 185cm or more.
Not to mention her hot and foul figure, her straight and slender legs are comparable to those of the world's supermodels.
He was dressed in black, with a frosty face, and looked like he would not let strangers approach him.
Well, this is the first, uh, third beauty I've seen since coming to the camp.
The first one is Mrs. Li, and the second one is Mrs. Li’s little wife. The examiner in front of me is the third one.
The first round of selection begins.
On the stage, the black-armored general’s voice shook the entire audience:
"In this assessment, the one who takes the fastest time is the first place in the assessment. 100 taels of silver and a hundred-refined weapon will be awarded. The Kaishan Cannon Fist visualization diagram will give three opportunities to understand. The second place will be rewarded with a hundred-refined weapon... ....”
Without saying anything, Tang Wen clearly felt that all the people who were about to fight were clenching their fists and cheering, getting excited.
He also keenly captured the keyword "Visualization Picture of Kaishan Cannon Fist". What is that?
Kaishan gun boxing?
This punch sounds illegal.
It should be this visualization that makes everyone excited.
Tang Wen walked up to Zhang Lin and asked, and the other party said excitedly: "Kaishan Pao Fist, its explosive power is unparalleled! General Zhou and the major commanders on the stage have all practiced this boxing method, and they have achieved their current status after practicing it!" Visualization is the only way to practice this boxing technique. Once you have mastered it, breaking up mountains and gravel is as easy as peeing and making mud!"
Zhang Lin's saliva splashed everywhere as he spoke, Tang Wen stepped back slightly and raised his head slightly.
Fine!
It seems that we have to go all out.
