Resurrection of Spiritual Energy: Billions of Times Talent

"Don't worry! If I didn't have faith, I would have given up a long time ago. Jiang Yuan patted his wife's hand and comforted.

"Dad! Come on. The daughter was next to her with a playful smile.

Jiang Yuan touched Murong Xue's head kindly, "When did Dad let you down." "

Zhang Hao next to him opened his mouth, as if he had a lot to say, and finally only one sentence came out: "Dad!" If the test fails, don't force it, this family still has me. "

Jiang Yuan laughed and said: "You boy, your father and I really rely on you, I starved to death early, go to your school well, don't think about it, I am at home, I can't pour." "

In the middle of the conversation, a bus slowly drove over and stopped at the entrance of the community.

Everyone in the community spontaneously began to queue up, and one by one began to board the bus in an orderly manner.

Jiang Yuan said, "You guys are waiting for my good news!" I went up first. "

Boarding the car, Jiang Yuan sat down and waved to his wife and children through the window to reassure them.

It didn't take long for the car to start and go to the next neighborhood to pick up people.

After sitting on the bus for more than an hour, the car drove into the city and came to a huge circular building.

The building was a football stadium before the cataclysm, and was later expanded into a hunter's hall, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people at a time.

More than thirty meters high, there are a total of eight gates, each of which is overcrowded at this time, and there are special soldiers to maintain order.

Jiang Yuan, led by the convoy, began to line up in an orderly manner, and a team entered it, first collecting everyone's number at the front desk, and then waiting.

"Yo... Brother Jiang! "

Just before Jiang Yuan's butt was hot, a teasing voice sounded.

Jiang Yuan followed the voice and saw an old man in his eighties, followed by a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.

The little girl looks beautiful, with two pigtails, a pair of smart big eyes, and is looking around curiously.

"Lao Li!" Jiang Yuan replied in a low voice.

"Brother Jiang! We haven't seen each other for almost ten years! I thought you wouldn't be going to be qualified! After all, at your age, you have long been decayed by qi and blood, and you are just an ordinary person! Old Li smiled, his tone carrying a gun and a stick.

Facing his granddaughter, he said, "This is your grandfather and my original comrade-in-arms, quickly call Grandpa Jiang." "

"Grandpa Jiang is good." The little girl shouted very obediently.

"How? Come to see my jokes? Jiang Yuan said indifferently.

He and this Li Cheng had a little grudge when they were young, but they were all small things, so many years had passed, if it wasn't for the other party to stand up, he thought that this old guy was no longer alive.

"How dare you! You are my original captain, in a high position, how dare I see you joke, just curious, you are this age, will not be later! I still struggle to qualify myself, it's really hard for you. "

It sounds good, but with pride in his eyes: "Although I don't have any skills, but my granddaughter's talent is still so-so, she is sixteen years old, and she has just stepped into a martial artist, alas..."

The corner of Jiang Yuan's mouth twitched, and he didn't say anything, the other party was completely here to show off his sense of existence.

Only became a warrior at the age of sixteen, or is it still a talent? You must know how many people can not become martial artists in their lifetime, and many people are in their twenties before they can barely become martial artists.

The sixteen-year-old martial artist is already a genius, and he is the object of key training in school.

Ding-dong....

At this moment, there was a sound of radio in the hall.

"No. 1108, No. 1109... Number 1120... Please go to Zone 3 and wait. "

"Oh Lao Jiang! I won't chat with you, my granddaughter No. 1119, I'll take her over for assessment first. Said and walked over with a smug look.

Jiang Yuan glanced at the number in his hand and found that it was 1120, just behind the other party.

Shaking his head with a smile, Jiang Yuan got up and walked towards the area of Hall Three.

Hall 3 has a total of eight glass rooms, each with professional monitors, who watch everything at all times, ensuring the fairness and rigor of the assessment, and eliminating all cheating.

Jiang Yuan and a group of other people waiting for the assessment were all standing in the waiting area, standing not far away, and they could clearly see the situation inside these rooms.

At this moment, the eight people inside had already completed the assessment and walked out.

Some people were excited, their faces turned red, and they almost jumped, apparently the qualification assessment passed.

Some passed, naturally there were those who did not.

Those who did not pass were pale, and their bodies were trembling slightly, as if with fear.

Jiang Yuan looked at it at a glance, those who did not pass the test were generally in their fifties, their qi and blood were declining, they were once martial artists, and now they had declined into ordinary people.

"The reality is still so cruel!" Jiang Yuan felt it and sighed.

But there was a playful voice from Li Cheng beside him: "Yo, what a coincidence!" I didn't expect you to be rated in this area, it's really fate, how do you feel hopeless? "

Jiang Yuan turned his head and glanced at the other party and said, "I have no hope, do you have hope?" "

"No, no, no... I have long stopped participating in the assessment, after all, at my age, I want to support the elderly! Unlike someone, a lot of age, there is not even a warrior in the family, miserable! Li Cheng looked embarrassed.

Jiang Yuan snorted and ignored the other party.