Infinite Superman System

Third, test skills, that is, actual combat ability, which mainly depends on the talent of each teenager.

In general, the most important point is the third point, because strength and speed will vary according to the usual training intensity and age, and these differences can be improved through training.

But talent is dead and can never be improved. Talent is talent, genius is genius, and truly talented martial arts geniuses are the ones I most hope to meet in selection. Those people may be strong in the future.

Yan Lun chatted with Gu Di and Zhuo Yun in a low voice:

"Hey, how are you two? Have you met the minimum requirements for the last martial artist?"

Gu Di shrugged.

"Sometimes I can surpass it, sometimes I can't reach it...I hope I can play better this time, but I'm a little nervous..."

Zhuo Yun patted his head.

"I'm nervous. In my previous three tests, I only met the requirements once. I'm not nervous."

Zhuo Yun said with his mouth, but actually his palms started to sweat...

Only Yan Lun didn't feel it, because he knew his own strength. According to last year's minimum standards for martial artists, he far exceeded it more than ten days ago.

In the last few days of training, he felt that he had made significant progress every day, and now he also really wanted to test his true strength, whether he could surpass the lowest first-rank martial artist and reach the second-rank martial artist.

Each venue has to test thirty or forty teenagers, which is actually not too slow. He soon arrived at Gu Di. Gu Di was just a little out of standard at first, but after adjusting his mentality, he passed it smoothly and officially became a first-rank martial artist.

Zhuo Yun was also very competitive, he gritted his teeth and persisted in the test, and became a first-rank martial artist.

In fact, the pass rate of each selection can reach 90.00%, and half of them will become warriors, but first-rank warriors account for [-]%, and only a very small number of talented people can reach second-rank. As for second-rank and above, it is like a rarity. Rare.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Lun came on stage, and he was not nervous at all, and his heartbeat was inevitably accelerated at this time.

But soon, seeing the boulders, clay pots, swords and other things that are often used in the test, his heart quickly calmed down.

The first item, boulder force measurement.

A rank one martial artist is required to be able to lift a [-]-pound boulder!Hold ten breaths.

Yan Lun took a step forward and looked at the boulder under his feet. This boulder had no handle for snatch. In addition to lifting it up with all his strength, he had to use the powerful strength of his fingers to keep it steady.

"Roar!!"

Yan Lun shouted loudly!He grabbed the boulder with both hands, and his fingers seemed to be clasped in, and then he lifted it over his head at once!

ten!Nine!Eight! ··three!two!one!

When the time is up, pass easily.

The sergeant nodded, and Naby circled his name in a sign of approval.

"Yan Lun, do you want to continue the test?"

The man in strong suit next to the sergeant asked, Yan Lun nodded, indicating to continue, no need to rest.

###Chapter 7: True Martial World###

('Soon, Yan Lun came to the second boulder.

A second-rank martial artist is required to be able to lift a [-]-pound boulder for ten breaths.

Yan Lun had never lifted such a heavy stone before, and it was his first attempt.

I clenched my fingers tightly, and I felt the heaviness of the boulder as soon as I tried hard. Five hundred pounds and three hundred pounds are really not that different.

"Yah!!~"

Yan Lun strikes again!The boulder swayed and was lifted up!

The onlookers around him all opened their mouths. This young man is not too old, and he actually met the strength requirements of a second-rank martial artist.

Soon, when the tenth breath came, Yan Lun put down the boulder and began to gasp for breath.

"Okay, let's go to the next game. If you pass all of them, you want to challenge again. Otherwise, once you're exhausted, you won't be able to complete the martial artist test. It's a pity."

The man in strong suit said, Yan Lun nodded.

In this place, there were more than a dozen sergeants around, each with a pile of clay pots in their hands and beside them.

"start!"

With an order, the three sergeants quickly smashed the pots in their hands at Yan Lun.

"Clap clap clap!"

Three times, the three jars were crushed by Yan Lun's fist at the same time. At this time, the three of them stepped forward, and the six of them threw the pots in their hands at Yan Lun!

At the same time, smash six clay pots without letting the pots fall to the ground. If this is passed, it will hit the speed test of a rank [-] warrior.

Then, with six consecutive crisp sounds, Yan Lun easily passed through again.

This time, the man in strong suit did not ask him any more questions, but waved his hand, and a total of ten sergeants stepped forward and threw the clay pot again.

The difficulty of ten clay pots increases sharply, and it is easy to bump into each other if they are too close, so the distance between ten pots is a little farther than that of six pots, which is much more difficult.

Yan Lun gritted his teeth and made several incredible twists in the air!

There were ten crisp sounds, and the interval between the last two sounds was a little long, but the speed requirement of a second-rank martial artist was met.

Yan Lun's own face leaked a smile, Gu Di and Zhuo Yun showed joy, the audience was surprised, and the man in strong suit also smiled and nodded.