After 30 years of street stalls, I finally waited for the system

Without any hesitation.

Yang Qing, who came out of his home, quickly arrived at his destination, a five-story steeple-shaped building, one of the twelve warrior guilds in Fengcheng!

As long as the warrior guild opens, there will be a long queue outside.

Facing the line in front of him that was shorter than his impression, Yang Qing also ranked at the end of the line according to the rules.

Today is Monday.

Monday to Friday, working days!
The warrior guild will have dedicated staff to arrange combat power tests, and some warriors will even stare at the people who are going to be tested.

However, compared to the staff, these fighters are much more relaxed, and sometimes they don't even bother to fill out the form after looking at their combat strength.

Most of the people, if they really have the combat power of warriors.

There is no need to come here by yourself, the Martial Artists Guild has already come to the door after receiving the news.

The test that is now open is just to pick up leaks, and to record some young people who are making rapid progress.

As long as young people with more than 50 combat power are seed warriors.

Must be documented.

Just like Yang Wen, he was also recorded in detail by the Warrior Guild before.

If Yang Wen passed the age at which a martial artist exploded, and the family paid for him to pass the assessment of a martial artist intern, then the martial artist guild would see Yang Wen as a martial artist intern.

Even if he failed to become a rich man's bodyguard, the guild would arrange a good job for him.

"Old Yang! Why did you come to the guild to line up?"

Suddenly, a slightly familiar voice sounded from behind Yang Qing.

Looking back, when he saw his coworker Zhang Yong bringing a young man over, Yang Qing nodded with a smile, "Old Zhang, is this your grandson?"

Before Yang Qing started a barbecue stall, he once worked in a processing factory.

At that time, Zhang Yong was a team leader of the processing factory. Although he sometimes made things difficult for Yang Qing in those years, after so long, Yang Qing didn't care about these trivial matters.

He used to work as a barbecue stall.

There are many things that are being made difficult.

If you remember everything deeply, you want to slap those people in the face.

Is Yang Qing still alive?

"That's right, my eldest grandson!" Zhang Yong said with a smile:
"I happen to be free today, so I will accompany my eldest grandson to test his combat power!"

Yang Qing glanced at the proud young man beside Zhang Yong: "Your grandson looks like he should be fifteen or sixteen years old, so he came here so early to test his combat power?"

"It seems that the guild is only eligible for one test a year, and there are still a few months before the end of the year. Young people's combat power is improving the fastest. You might as well wait two more months before coming..."

"Wait!" Zhang Yong said proudly:

"Speaking of which, where is your Yang Wen?"

"I heard from former workers that your family Yang Wen's combat strength can be 50?"

Yang Qing nodded: "Around 50, there is a chance to become a trainee martial artist."

"Hehe, isn't that just rubbish?" Before Zhang Yong could speak, his grandson Zhang Zhiqiao suddenly let out a sneer.

As soon as these words came out, Yang Wen immediately frowned.

It's okay to call him trash, Yang Qing doesn't care.

But he absolutely does not tolerate children being humiliated like this.

That is to say, since Zhang Zhiqiao was young, if Zhang Yong had said this, Yang Qing would have already done it now.

"Old Zhang, let your eldest grandson speak like a human being." Yang Qing stared at Zhang's grandson with piercing eyes:

"If he comes out to society with such an attitude in the future, he will definitely be beaten severely. At that time, outsiders will not be as easy to talk to as I am."

"Hahahaha——" Zhang Yong laughed out loud:
"Where did my darling grandson say something wrong?"

"My good grandson can say whatever he wants, a trainee martial artist is just a ball!!"

"Where did you lose your mind?" The people in line immediately cursed.

Most of the people who will come to the Warriors Guild to line up do not have the combat power of a trained warrior.

Some of them are simply ordinary people, testing their combat power with their own children.

Now that Zhang Yong said this, he really offended everyone.

If it wasn't for queuing up at the gate of the guild, someone might want to beat Zhang Yong violently!
But at this time, Zhang Yong didn't know it.

Seeing the hostile eyes of everyone, he was even more proud.

Hate it!
Get angry!

Wait for my grandson's test results to come out!

I want you all to kneel down to me! !

my grandson!Dragon among men! !

How can you trash can be compared! ! !

"That Uncle Yang, after talking for so long, where is your son?"

Zhang Zhiqiao waited for a while, maybe he felt bored, so he took the initiative to say: "I want to see if a son like you is really capable of practicing martial arts."

"Whether there is or not, for the sake of your acquaintance with my grandfather, I may be willing to give him a little advice."

This boy is spoiled.

Seeing Zhang Zhiqiao's arrogant and domineering expression, Yang Qing shook his head with emotion.

Perhaps, Zhang Zhiqiao has the talent to become a warrior.

Even the talent of a martial artist.

But now he has not officially become a martial artist, so he starts to look down on the people in the world.

Wait for him to enter the ranks of warriors.

Surrounded by warriors, talented young people, there are many warriors above him.

By that time, Zhang Zhiqiao's arrogance will be gone.

If you have a firm mind, you may be able to recognize the facts and go back to the right path.

If you can't accept it and have evil thoughts in your heart, then the young man will be finished.

Letting such a person become a martial artist will only harm him!
"I'll come by myself."

After Zhang Zhiqiao finished asking, Zhang Yong asked again, and Yang Qing replied impatiently.

But did not expect.

In exchange for this sentence, Zhang's grandparents roared with laughter.

"Lao Yang, you're just a stall selling barbecue, what are you trying to do?"

"Uncle Yang, I think you should stop wasting the resources of the guild. If people know that I know you, you might even make fun of me."

Yang Qing ignored the grandpa and grandson.

If you want to destroy people, you must first make them crazy.

This kind of person just let him continue to wander, and sooner or later someone will clean them up.

And today he is in order to obtain the qualification of a warrior, and to solve the problem of his son's special training expenses.

Arguing with them is just a waste of time.

"The Warriors Guild's 19896th combat power test begins."

"Please enter the venue with 10001."

"Please wait at No. 10002."

"Please wait at No. 10003."

……

There are not many people in line today.

Soon, Yang Qing and Zhang's grandparents also walked into the Warriors Guild.