In The Gaowu Era, I Had A Monster Clone!

It was just before nine o'clock in the morning.

In the lobby of the Martial Artists Association, people are already coming and going.

The most lively area is the area where a huge LCD screen is located. Many warrior teams in the base city will send people to guard here to see if there are any good tasks suitable for taking over and earn rewards.

There is a separate window in the hall.

Responsible for the assessment and registration of martial artist ratings.

"The young man came quite early. He has come to assess junior warriors at a young age. Do you have a girlfriend?"

The big sister behind the window, who was in charge of registration, seemed to have a good impression of Lu Changge, after all, Lu Changge's looks are really good.

He is handsome, talented in martial arts, and has come to assess junior warriors at such a young age. He must have a bright future in the future.

"My daughter is twenty-one years old. She is good-looking and has a good personality..."

Beneath the chatter of the big sister.

Lu Changge was very helpless.

It's annoying to be handsome.

"Thank you big sister, I'm still young, I don't think about finding a girlfriend for now, that's all~"

People are also kind.

Lu Changge couldn't say anything, so he ran away with his registration form.

The martial artist rating assessment starts at 9:30.

Lu Changge is in the rest area, find a place to sit and wait.

As time went by, more and more people came to register for the assessment.

Among them, there are many young people, and some older ones come to participate in the assessment. With the badge of a junior warrior, it will be easier to find a job in the future.

"Those who participate in the junior warrior assessment come here!"

At 9:30, at the entrance of a corridor, a staff member of the Wushu Association yelled.

In an instant.

Most people in the rest area stood up with a huff and walked over to line up.

Lu Changge is among them.

According to the regulations of the Martial Artist Association, if one wants to obtain the title of Intermediate Martial Artist, one needs to obtain the title of Junior Martial Artist first.

For hundreds of years.

In the new era of vitality civilization, various rules and systems have already been formed and improved.

The door to a room dedicated to rating tests.

A group of people are queuing.

Whenever someone's name is called out inside, that person will walk out of the queue and enter the room for a test assessment.

At one time, the names of three people will be called.

Among the names of the first wave is Lu Changge.

into the room.

Lu Changge saw a desk. Behind the desk sat a middle-aged man with a stern expression. The first impression he gave was that he was strict, business-like, and selfless.

Besides this middle-aged man, there were three other staff members in the room, but they were all standing.

Lu Changge noticed.

The three standing staff wear white warrior badges on their chests, representing the status of junior warriors.

The middle-aged man with a serious expression on the seat was wearing a golden warrior badge on his chest, representing the status of a top-ranked warrior of the fourth rank.

"There are two assessments for junior warriors."

"The first item is that the strength basic point reaches 5 or more."

"The second item is that the skin and flesh defense ability can withstand the attack of small-caliber bullets."

"Pass the assessment, free of charge."

"Assessment failed, pay 1000 common coins."

A staff member briefly explained the rules.

Lu Changge was third, with two people ahead.

"Liu Changchun, 43 years old, 5.8 strength points, unqualified defense rating!"

Accompanied by a gunshot.

Lu Changge saw a staff member take out a black pistol and shoot the first person in the arm during the test of skin defense ability.

With a bang, the shell case fell to the ground. A middle-aged man named Liu Changchun had a bit of skin on his arm.

However, even if the skin is only scratched, the evaluation is also unqualified, which shows the strictness of the martial artist rating.

Afterwards, Liu Changchun handed over the money with a face of disappointment and pain, and walked out decadently.

"Bian Maosheng, age 31, basic strength point 6.1, defense rating qualified!"

A second shot echoed through the room.

He was also shot in the arm, but this man named Bian Maosheng was unscathed, only a white mark was left on his arm.

Just when Lu Changge was about to go up for the assessment.

The door of the room was suddenly pushed open.

"Wait a moment!"

A short, middle-aged man walked in, followed by two people.

"Deacon Ma actually came to preside over the assessment of junior warriors in person?"

The fat man was obviously taken aback when he saw the person sitting behind the desk.

After all, it is only the assessment of junior warriors. Most of the time, it is handed over to the people below.

"Deacon Zhang, what's the matter with you rushing in so rashly?" Deacon Ma frowned slightly.

Both of them are deacons of the Martial Arts Association, but they are responsible for different departments.

"It's the young master of the owner of the Longhua Pavilion, and he wants to participate in the assessment and rating."

"I'll bring it in and join the team."

Deacon Zhang said with a smile.

He also spoke very straightforwardly about such immoral things as jumping in the queue.

Obviously, no matter in any era and place, there will always be some people who rely on their status and rights and do not abide by the rules.

"According to the rules of the Wushu Association, anyone who comes has to line up."

Deacon Ma said with a cold face.

As a similar person, he hates this kind of guy who doesn't follow the rules because of his status.

And Deacon Ma's refusal made Deacon Zhang look a little embarrassed.

If this is put in normal times, the people below are responsible for the assessment and rating of junior warriors, is it still a matter of saying that he joins the team?

But unfortunately, today is actually a man surnamed Ma sitting here. This guy is a bit rigid, and he doesn't give face at all.

"Deacon Ma, my father is the owner of the Longhua Hall, won't you give my father face?"

As a pampered young master, Wang Dongcheng was always supported by people wherever he went, and when he heard that he was not allowed to jump in line, he was upset on the spot.

Deacon Ma's expression darkened.

Because this is not easy to answer, and he doesn't want to provoke him as the owner of the Longhua Pavilion.

Suddenly.

Deacon Ma noticed Lu Changge on the side, "According to the rules, it's your turn to take the test. As the party involved, are you willing to let him jump in front of you?"

His move is considered a throw away.

But there is no way, if you don't want to provoke Longhua Martial Arts, you have to find yourself a step down.

As long as the young people don't object, he has nothing to say.

Besides.

Facing the people of Longhua Martial Arts, if they don't have a strong background background, the left and right are just joining the team, they will probably choose to give in.

the whole process.

Lu Changge saw it all, so there was no doubt that he was the proper party.

In the past, he would definitely let it go, and he didn't dare to offend anyone.

But now.

He doesn't want to.

What about Longhua Martial Arts?

After all, Ning'an Base City is just a small place.

And he has the golden finger of the system, his strength will rapidly improve by leaps and bounds, showing amazing strength, and he is valued by the Warrior Association.

Why is he afraid of offending a martial arts school?

"I'm not in a hurry, why don't you come first?"

When one after another's eyes converge on him.

Lu Changge stretched out his hand, not in a hurry, and secretly scolded Deacon Ma in his heart.

You don't want to offend anyone, so you just kick the ball to me, why should I catch it?