"Zhao Changfeng!"

The examiner reads a name.

A burly figure stood up slowly, it was the fierce-looking man with scars on his face.

"Isn't he coming later? Why can he be ranked second?"

Someone cried out in disbelief.

The examiner looked at him coldly, and said, "Because I just saw his application form now, he should have been ranked first..."

The people in the room were stunned for a moment, not understanding the meaning of the examiner's words.

Then they heard the examiner speak the rest of the words.

"...Third-level warrior assessment."

"Hiss—"

There was a sudden gasp in the room.

Everyone looked at the scarred man in shock, with a trace of awe in their eyes.

Three-level warrior assessment.

In other words, this man possesses the strength of a second-level and close to third-level warrior.

No wonder the examiner said that he should have been number one.

In the world of warriors, strength is paramount, and the strong should enjoy their own privileges.

The man with the scar walked silently to the testing equipment, took blood, and tested.

A number quickly popped up on the blood measuring instrument.

"107.256"

The people in the room looked terrified.

A qi and blood value of more than 100 means that the man with the scar has met the standard of a third-level warrior in terms of qi and blood.

Then measure the combat effectiveness index.

The man with the scar faced the test instrument and punched it.

The speed of this punch was so fast that many people didn't see it clearly. They only felt a blur in front of their eyes and a muffled sound in their ears before it was over.

Lu Sheng's eyes flickered.

He saw the man's punch clearly.

The way he starts and punches seems to come from a certain boxing style.

"10831"!

A value popped up on the force gauge.

There was a slight gasp in the room.

pass!

The combat effectiveness index has exceeded the standard of a third-level warrior.

This also means that from now on, the man with the scar is a third-level official martial artist recognized by the martial arts association.

Now everyone's eyes on the man with the scar changed a bit.

Admiration, but also with a trace of envy.

A third-level martial artist can be regarded as the number one figure in the entire Baihe City.

No matter where you go, you can get good treatment.

"Congratulations, Zhao Changfeng. From now on, you are a third-level warrior recognized by our Baihe City Warrior Association, and you can enjoy a monthly martial arts allowance of 30,000 yuan..."

For the first time, the examiner showed a bright smile on his face. As he spoke, people in the room looked at the man with the scar more enviously.

The scarred man silently listened to the examiner's words, then walked back to his original position and sat down.

Lu Sheng gave him a strange look.

This guy didn't leave after the assessment, and he looked like he was going to watch to the end.

Of course, no one will have a problem with that.

For a third-level martial artist, it doesn't matter if he sits here until dark.

As long as he is happy.

Then a few more people went up for the test, all of them were first-level warriors.

Some pass, others fail like the lanky youth.

finally...

"Lu Sheng, the first-level warrior assessment."

It's Lu Sheng's turn.

Lu Sheng stood up calmly, he noticed that everyone in the room was looking at him.

Among them are the man with the scar and the girl with the purple headband.

Even the examiner looked at him a few more times.

After all, there are not many examiners at Lu Sheng's age, which in itself represents talent.

"Don't be nervous, just come as you usually do."

It was rare for the examiner to speak softly.

Lu Sheng nodded, then picked up the needle to draw blood.

The bright red blood gently rolled down into the groove of the blood measuring instrument, and the blue light of the test fell.

Everyone looked at the display on the instrument.

Some serious, some casual.

The next moment, the value is displayed.

"15.701".

"boom!"

The whole room exploded in an instant.

More than half of the people jumped up from their positions, and the man with the scar and the girl with the purple hairband also stood up abruptly.

One of them with a casual face even slid to the ground.

"Fuck! It's real or fake, am I right?! It's past 15 o'clock?!"

"Second...second-level warrior?!"

"Is the machine broken?! It should be broken..."

Everyone stared at the value on the blood measuring instrument in disbelief, their eyes gliding back and forth between the instrument and Lu Sheng.

Even the inspector's hand holding the form shook violently, and then he quickly checked the machine.

Then he said to Lu Sheng very seriously: "Student, can you please take the test again?"

It stands to reason that there is only one chance to test the qi and blood value, but the result Lu Sheng measured was so amazing that he had to confirm it again.

Lu Sheng nodded, picked up the needle and took another drop of blood for testing.

"15.693"

Similar to the first time, the fluctuation does not exceed 0.01.

This proves that everything is fine with the instrument, and it also proves that...

Lu Sheng's results are real!

The room fell into an inexplicable silence.

Then, the sound of gasping for air began to sound one after another.

The way a group of people looked at Lu Sheng changed completely.

Like watching a monster.

"This guy... Dad is the richest man in Baihe City, how many tonics have he taken!"

A person stared at Lu Sheng with a complicated face, and choked out a sentence for a long time.

The others looked at Lu Sheng with similar expressions.

Same as constipation.

Lu Sheng was so young that he could tell at a glance that he was a high school student.

How old can a high school student be?

Seventeen? eighteen?

Like their nephews, or even their sons.

As a result, the value of Qi and blood was as high as more than 15 points, an exaggerated to outrageous value.

"This guy started taking tonics after he was born..."

Someone spoke sourly.

A person next to him muttered: "Even if it's just a high blood value, it's more than 15 points in real terms. As long as the combat power is a little bit passable...

Tsk tsk tsk, eighteen years old, a second-level warrior..."

The others stopped talking.

That's right, even if Lu Sheng is really a pot of medicine, but with a blood base of 15.7 points here, no matter how bad the combat power is, it won't be much worse.

In other words, Lu Sheng basically passed the examination steadily.

And it is very likely to be the assessment of the second-level warrior.

A high school student becomes a level 2 martial artist.

These people almost groaned.

.........

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