Chapter 8 Assessment of Quasi-Martial Artists

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"The last one, Jiang Ze"

After Wu Tong read Jiang Ze's name, he turned his head and glanced at Jiang Nian again. Jiang Nian couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, almost laughing.

You know, for him, teaching two talented warriors will greatly improve his reputation, wealth, and status in the martial arts gym. If Jiang Ze can go further in the martial arts gym, as instructors, In the year of the river, all boats will rise with the rising tide.

Walking out slowly and coming to the boxing target, Jiang Ze couldn't help but feel a little sad. He came to this world for more than half a year, and today he finally started his journey as a warrior. The warrior assessment was just the beginning.

"There's still a long way to go!"

Jiang Ze's eyes were focused, and his muscles were all pumping. He didn't choose any technique. He took a deep breath and relied entirely on brute force to hit the boxing target hard with a long fist. The boxing target roared and a series of messages were displayed on the screen. Number - 1237kg.

Seeing this result, Jiang Ze nodded and expressed that he was very satisfied.

"Well, Jiang Ze and Luo Feng are both very good, not bad,"

Wu Tong praised, not stingy with his words, but at the same time he was shocked in his heart, "If you reach this level at the age of eighteen, your future is limitless."

"Next item, speed test, first one, Jiang Ze, come on, little guy." Wu Tong nodded towards Jiang Ze, with a rare smile in his eyes.

"Yes, instructor!" Jiang Ze responded and came to the starting point of the runway.

He moved his legs and leaned forward slightly.

"start!"

"Whoosh..."

Jiang Ze's figure was like a ghost, flashing continuously. Without him making any movement, he had already crossed the test track and appeared at the finish line. The number was already given on the display screen - 31.2m/S.

"Let me go, 31.2 meters per second? Is this still a senior student?"

"Yeah, how do you practice this?"

Ignoring the comments around him, Jiang Ze walked slowly towards the crowd, nodded at Luo Feng, said "Come on" and retreated behind the crowd.

"Well, very good, very good, next..."

"Pass, pass."

"Next, Luo Feng"

Luo Feng took a deep breath, moved his legs, and got up into a running posture.

"Whoosh..."

Like a cheetah, his body is like electricity, his toes are connected like lightning, and his body has reached the end point.

"30.9m/S"

"Are these two perverted?"

"Yeah, I heard he came from the same district."

"The next item is the nerve reaction speed assessment. Come with me."

Wu Tong brought several people who passed the exam to the testing room.

"This place to test neural responses is much smaller, only about a hundred square meters. It is incomparable to the previous martial arts training hall." Jiang Ze looked at the room.

I saw a tall instrument placed on the ground. The front of the instrument had holes like a Gatling gun, but there were many more holes than a Gatling gun, with dozens of holes.

"The first one, Luo Feng, I believe you have often tested before, so I won't tell you more about the rules. Come on."

"Yes, instructor!"

As Wu Tong pressed the button, the test officially began. Luo Feng's eyes were fixed on the streaks of red light emitted from the dozens of guns. He seemed to be like a flexible cat, constantly dodging back and forth, left and right.

"Well, the foundation is very solid. It seems that he has practiced regularly. Compared with the first two items, his reaction speed seems to be better. Lao Jiang, you have two good talents. They are amazing."

Wu Tong couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"Haha, no matter how hard you win, it's mainly due to the hard work of the two of them."

Although he said this, Jiang Nian's proud expression was undisguised, causing everyone to laugh at him.

"The assessment is over. Within 60 seconds, I was hit 28 times. Excellent. Passed."

Wu Tong had a smile on his face

"Congratulations, Luo Feng. As soon as the official documents are issued and your information is entered into the citizen identity information, you will be a quasi-warrior."

After passing the assessment, the certificate will generally be issued within seven days.

Luo Feng clenched his fist hard, his joy couldn't be concealed, and he waved it vigorously.

"Success!"

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"Next, Jiang Ze"

Walking into the test area, this nerve reaction speed test is not difficult for Jiang Ze now.

"start!"

The machine was running at an extremely fast speed, and the red light emitted from the muzzle swept towards him like a spider web.

Jiang Ze's figure is like an illusion, flickering slightly, and every step under his feet has a different sense of beauty, just like strolling in a courtyard.

"This body technique? It's at the micro level, absolutely!"

A group of warriors discussed in surprise.

"Jiang Ze, was hit 20 times in 60 seconds, excellent, passed, very good! This assessment is over!"

"Jiang Ze, Luo Feng, congratulations. August 1st is the warrior's actual combat assessment. As long as you pass it, you will be a real warrior. You have to work hard."

"The actual combat assessment is different from the quasi-martial artist assessment. There is a threat of death. There is still one month left. Try to improve your strength. Although it shouldn't be difficult to pass with your current strength, there are always surprises in everything. What you have to do is Kill this kind of accident in the cradle."

Jiang Nian looked at these two people, and his heart was filled with memories. He had also come a long way from that time, but these two people were much better than he was before.

"Yes, instructor!" Jiang Ze and the other two replied in unison.

In this assessment, out of nine people, five were eliminated. Although the success rate seems to be very high, those who dare to take the assessment are those who have great confidence in themselves and are the best in the martial arts gyms in this area. ,

Just like this, the passing rate is less than half. It has to be said that it is really very low. Moreover, most of the warriors will be eliminated in the actual combat assessment.

"Luo Feng, have you told your uncle and aunt the news? They are waiting at home."

Jiang Ze looked at Luo Feng with a smile.

"Tell them immediately that my parents will finally live a good life, and my long-cherished wish will come true."

Luo Feng was also a little excited. He wanted to change his parents' lives so much. He felt extremely distressed every day when he saw his father coming home covered in sweat from work.

My mother lived frugally, and after her brother Luo Hua's accident, she didn't even use cosmetics. After so many years of worry, she looked like she was in her fifties even though she was less than forty years old.

Luo Feng felt sorry for his parents, but he couldn't do anything at that time. It's different now. He is capable enough to let his parents live a good life.

I couldn't wait to take out my mobile phone and dialed my home phone number...

"it's me!"

"Brother? Did you pass the exam?"

"Of course, you don't want to see who I am, haha. Is mom at home? Let mom answer the phone...Mom, I passed the exam, and Jiang Ze also passed,"

"Okay, okay, invite Xiao Jiang to come home, and mom will cook for you. This child has a hard life without parents. You should invite him to come and sit at home more often in the future, and tell him to treat this as your own."

Luo's mother's kind voice came from the phone. With Jiang Ze's ears, he could naturally hear it, and his heart couldn't help but feel warm. He had been to Luo Feng's house frequently in the past six months.

He also ate Luo's mother's food, and he respected the two of them as if they were his elders.

"Okay, I understand. Is dad at home? Oh, okay, I'll call dad. Got it, mom. I'll definitely go back as soon as possible. Okay, mom, I'm hanging up."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Feng called his father Luo Hongguo's mobile phone.

"Du-du-du--"