Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

The first group assessment began, and Zhang Lin, who was over 1.9 meters tall, was among them.

With the examiner's signal, it started.

Zhang Lin, wielding a two-meter-long horse-chopping sword, charged like a galloping horse towards the two fully armed spearmen!

The two spearmen quickly separated, one to the left and one to the right, trying to flank him.

Clang!

The sword and spear collided.

The spear in the spearman's hand was knocked high, almost causing him to drop it.

The other spearman quickly attacked Zhang Lin from behind, preventing Zhang Lin from taking down one of them right at the start.

Zhang Lin, eager for the reward General Zhou mentioned, wanted a quick victory and tried to overpower his opponents.

But the two guards were clearly veterans with rich group combat experience. When one was attacked, the other immediately attacked Zhang Lin's weak points from other directions.

For a moment, the situation was deadlocked.

Tang Wen quickly scanned the other fields, and the situations were similar.

It seemed that these martial apprentices, who had practiced martial arts since childhood, did not lack practical experience.

One-on-one, they could completely defeat the guards, but the guards were not stupid. They separated to surround the opponents, cooperating with each other to avoid being defeated one by one.

Seeing this, Tang Wen realized: It seems that this assessment is two-way, not only selecting a hunting team but also testing the guards.

Clang!

Zhang Lin knocked away a spear with his sword but did not pursue. Instead, he turned around to face the enemy behind him.

His long sword parried the spear as he closed in.

The two guards' expressions changed drastically.

The guard whose spear had been knocked away had not been able to retract it and reapply force, unable to attack Zhang Lin's back.

The other guard was already facing Zhang Lin's blade directly.

Bang!

He kicked the guard, and the blade lightly grazed the armor.

Eliminated!

What remained was a one-on-one. The guard was knocked down by Zhang Lin without even exchanging a single blow.

"Zhang Lin, wins! Time, 89."

The people waiting for the assessment stirred.

"Damn! Old Zhang, you beast, couldn't you have gone easy on us!"

"He has a chance to be first! That's three opportunities to view the visualization diagrams."

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On the platform, everyone turned to look at a tall commander: "Congratulations! Old Zhang, your boy is much stronger than you were back then! Like father, like son."

"Everyone, please don't praise him too much. This is only the first round. It's too early to say!"

Although he said that, Commander Zhang was clearly happy, and the smile on his face could not be concealed.

"Come on, Old Zhang, you have to treat us."

"Yes, you have to bring out that box of fine wine in glass bottles!"

"Go, go, go. I think you just want to trick me out of my wine!"

Below the stage, Zhang Lin returned to the team, surrounded by a group of martial apprentices. They looked envious, appearing to admire Zhang Lin greatly.

Only a few three people, two men and one woman, stood silently in place. They looked solemn, seeming to be preparing to compete for first place!

Tang Wen listed these three as key observation targets.

The assessment continued, and suddenly an accident occurred. In field seven, as one guard was about to be knocked down, the other guard, in desperation, threw his spear like a javelin!

Seeing that the spear was about to pierce the examinee's body, the examiner acted, crossing nearly ten meters in one step, gently grasping the spear, stopping it behind the examinee.

"Go down, you lost."

"Yes, yes, thank you, sir." The person looked dejected, raising his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Many examinees felt sorry for him.

Obviously, he was skilled.

But he didn't expect that the guard would use such an uncommon tactic of throwing the spear.

Tang Wen, on the other hand, felt that this person's loss was not unjustified. That guard should have specially practiced javelin throwing.

Another round ended, and the two martial apprentices he was paying attention to went down at the same time and quickly won.

"Li Gangpao, wins! Time, 143 seconds."

"Zhao Lei, wins! Time, 151 seconds."

Wow!

In a situation where it generally took more than 10 minutes, ultimately relying on endurance to win.

The two's results were extremely impressive.

Ranking second and third respectively.

But their expressions were not good. After the assessment, they still looked unconvinced.

The next round began, and the woman Tang Wen was particularly concerned about entered the arena.

Her weapon was a spear.

Different from other people's tactics, she held the spear with both hands, approaching steadily and slowly.

Whenever the two opposing guards tried to separate, she would shake the spear, launching a fierce attack. One guard could not resist, and they could only work together to fight her.

Even so, the two guards retreated while fighting, and the space behind them to maneuver became smaller and smaller with her steps.

Point, crush, pick, deflect!

The spear in her hand seemed to come alive. Suddenly, the spear blossomed, and the speed suddenly increased by a notch.

"Ding, ding"

The two guards were unable to defend in time and were hit in the chest by her spear tip.

"An Lei, wins! Time, 81 seconds. Currently ranked first!" The examiner looked admiring.

Wow!

There was an uproar in the square.

Tang Wen heard the crowd's discussion.

It turned out that this An Lei always traveled alone and was not very familiar with the people in the same martial arts gym. They only knew that she was not easy to mess with and had very strong spear skills.

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But no one had seen her in actual combat, let alone expected her spear skills to be so strong.

Tang Wen recalled her tactics, seemingly slow but actually fast!

It seemed that she was advancing steadily and slowly, but the circular arena was not large, and the two-meter-long spear could cover a large area with its sweep. She quickly locked down the opponent's reaction space.

On the platform, the black-armored general said softly: "Is this Old An's daughter?"

"Yes, Brother An left early, leaving only this girl. She has been strong since she was a child and has a high talent for martial arts."

Zhang Lin's father, Commander Zhang, did not show any disappointment when his son's first place was lost. Instead, he looked at the girl below the stage with relief: Brother An has a successor!

The young martial apprentices looked at Zhang Lin one after another. The latter took a breath. Although he felt unwilling, he recalled the other party's spear skills and dared not say that he could win against her one-on-one.

An Lei came out of the examination room, passed by Tang Wen, the two looked at each other, and brushed past.

The latter silently thought in his heart: Hmm, the fourth one, this is the fourth beauty I've seen since transmigrating.

"Last group, step forward!"

This group had only four people.

Here it comes!

As the last person to enter the arena, Tang Wen gripped the knife in his hand and walked into the fourth circle.

The examiner outside the circle was the third great beauty in his heart.

So big, cough cough, so white, this skin.

Well, having seen her face up close, Tang Wen silently shuffled the order of the four beauties in his heart.

The female examiner in front of him, in terms of appearance and figure, was definitely number one.

If he were to meet her on Earth, where he had no worries about food and clothing and felt completely safe, Tang Wen could think of three boys' names and three girls' names within half a minute.

But now?

He should perform well and get the first-place reward first.

The female examiner was more than a head taller than him. His eyes glanced over her body, his gaze was frank, and he nodded slightly to show respect.

The female examiner also nodded and asked Tang Wen's name in a hoarse voice.

"Both sides enter the arena."

The two guards who entered the arena with Tang Wen were well-proportioned, one carrying a long knife and the other holding a spear.

They were covered in iron armor, covering all parts except for the face and below the calves.

On their calves were military boots, tanned from animal skin, which had considerable defensive power. The bottom of the boots might even have iron plates or steel plates underneath.

Even ordinary beasts might not be able to bite through them. If they bit on the bottom of the boot, they might break their teeth.

Because the last four people were competing.

The other three were inconspicuous, and everyone on and off the stage was watching Tang Wen.

"This kid runs pretty fast, I wonder what his real combat power is like."

"If he hones his skills in the martial arts gym for a year and has martial arts talent, he might be able to get into the top three. It's hard to say now." A commander shook his head.

In the world of martial arts, speed is the only thing that matters.

If you have speed, the advantage is great.

But Tang Wen had only practiced the Wind-Breaking Blade, which was taught by a retired ordinary guard. Even if he had speed, he couldn't use it.

Commander Zhao smiled: "Since everyone is not optimistic about him, how about we make a bet? I think Little Tang can get into the top three."

"Okay, I'll bet you a drink."

"Me too!"

"Add a drink."

They were talking lively, but Tang Wen, as the protagonist, had already tightened the strings in his heart.

The female examiner shouted: "Prepare!"

He took a deep breath, held the knife with both hands, and posed as if he was about to rush forward.

"Start!"

Whoosh!

Contrary to everyone's expectations, as soon as the examiner gave the order, Tang Wen threw the knife into the air!

"Ah?"

The whole audience exclaimed.