Luo Hao also looked around, and his face revealed an expression of realization.
In this entire hall, all the people gathered were body cultivators from the Body Cultivator Association.
There was a limit to the number of welfare spots that the Body Cultivator Association could give out every year. The details were not mentioned on the website, but Luo Hao knew.
Most of the body cultivators here were men in their forties, and they were in their prime.
In their eyes, Luo Hao was like a kid whose hair had yet to grow.
In the current world, not many rich families would arrange for their children to undergo physical cultivation.
Not to mention that time was long, medicinal cuisine, training, and good cultivation techniques all required time to accumulate.
Therefore, body cultivators were basically sponsored by middle-class families or wealthy businessmen.
"Look at that kid. He looked confused just now.”
"Such a young brat. I'm afraid he's only here to look for luck.”
"There are quite a number of such people. I can see some every year.”
The strong men around them, who were as strong as giant bears, did not hide their discussion.
There was a limited number of spots here.
In that case, he would be sponsored by the Body Cultivator Association for the entire year. 1,000 points per month was not a small sum.
"It's just as they said, if you're just here to try your luck.”
"I suggest that you leave immediately. You'll have to pay 100 points as the test fee to enter later.”
"If you don't choose it, it won't be returned.”
Ou Peipei walked out from the front desk and placed a sign on the counter.
At the same time, he calmly advised Luo Hao.
After all, judging from Luo Hao's attire, it was impossible for him to come from a wealthy family.
100 points, even for her, was not something that could be casually thrown away.
"Thank you for your kindness, but I still plan to give it a try.”
Luo Hao smiled and shook his head. After saying that, he began to walk in one of the directions.
He found a place to sit down and began to wait for the test to begin.
Ou Peipei shook her head and walked into one of the offices.
About twenty minutes later.
A person came down from the second floor, took out a loudspeaker, and began to read out the numbers around him.
There were about 50 people, and they were the first batch to follow him into a door.
Soon, the second person came out from the second floor and took away another 50 people.
When the fifth person came out, Luo Hao's number tag was also called and he was also taken away.
Entering from the first floor, a huge corridor appeared in front of everyone.
They descended along the corridor and walked down the stairs for about ten minutes.
A huge stadium with metal walls on all sides appeared in front of them, and there was a pure black stone as tall as a small mountain placed in it.
Beside him was an old man with his eyes half-closed. He was leaning lazily on a chair.
"According to the order of your number plates, come and hit this stone one by one.”
"Only those with a strength of 500 Jin will be qualified.”
The old man yawned and said to the fifty people present.
After saying that, the person who brought them in began to recite the numbers one by one.
"This year, we actually need to use 500 jin of strength to start the next round?”
"Yeah, I remember it was only 300 catties last year.”
"Looks like there won't be any shows this year…He had thought that it would reduce his burden.”
Behind Luo Hao, many people had already begun to discuss in low voices.
If the Body Cultivator Association wanted to obtain a sponsorship, they had to complete a test on their physique.
Many of them were also unqualified, but most of them just wanted to give it a try.
"Bang!"
" 324 pounds is not qualified!"
" 278 pounds is not qualified!"
" 256 catties, you're not qualified!"
As the muffled sounds continued to ring out, the examiner began to announce the numbers one by one.
However, it was obvious that not a single one of the dozen or so people passed.
There were still a lot of people waiting in line, but not many of them had any hope.
"Number 18, step forward."
As the examiner read out a number, Luo Hao walked out from the crowd.
The group of burly men who had been standing on the spot felt as if their bodies had been pushed away by a huge force.
Everyone's gaze gathered over, but when they saw the young man who was only eighteen or nineteen years old, some of them looked like they were watching a show.
"It is good to be young. You are so ignorant…"
"When I was young, I was just like him. I came over and tested him without knowing what was good for me."
"He must have gotten a good evaluation and thought that he could make a counterattack.”
Many of the candidates in the room commented on the young man in front of them as if they were watching a show.
As the body cultivators discussed among themselves, the old man, who had been on the verge of falling asleep, became more alert.
He opened his half-closed eyes. When he saw Luo Hao, his pupils couldn't help but widen.
"Blood Qi like a dragon, dashing like the wind…"
"This little brat is not simple…"
There was no contempt in the old man's eyes. Instead, he showed a strong interest.
Those guys who spoke with sour words were all people who had given up on their lives.
In every era, there was no lack of grassroots who did not have heaven-defying luck. Although there were few, there were still some.
The old man felt that the youth before him was perhaps different.
At such a young age, the power of his blood essence was already faintly about to seep out of his body.
As his feet stepped forward, there was a faint wind vortex under his feet.
"Hu…"
Luo Hao let out a sigh of relief. A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he slowly opened them.
Her slender arm, which made countless people laugh at her, began to gather strength.
"Rumble!"
Luo Hao's blood and Qi surged into the sky like an erupting volcano.
The sound of a river flowing continuously spread throughout the stadium.
It was the sound of blood boiling and circulating in his body. Even the old man was stunned.
He stood up and looked at Luo Hao in disbelief.
He clenched his fists tightly and extended his right arm without any hesitation or fancy punch.
Everything was so simple and unadorned, but it was this simple and unadorned punch.
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