"Zhao Changfeng!"
The examiner read out a name.
A burly figure slowly stood up. It was the fierce-looking man with a scar on his face.
"Wasn't he a latecomer? Why is he ranked second?”
Someone shouted in dissatisfaction.
The examiner looked at him coldly and said,"Because I just saw his application form. He should have been the first to take the test…"
The people in the room were stunned. They did not understand what the examiner meant.
Then, they heard the examiner read out the rest of the words.
" Level Three Warrior Assessment."
"Ssss-"
Gasps sounded in the room.
Everyone looked at the scarred man in shock, their eyes filled with respect.
Level Three Martial Artist Assessment.
In other words, this man had the strength of a Level Two and close to Level Three martial artist.
No wonder the examiner said that he should have been ranked first.
In the world of martial artists, strength was paramount. The strong should enjoy their own privileges.
The scarred man silently walked to the testing machine, took the blood, and tested it.
A number quickly popped up on the blood test instrument.
“107.256”
The people in the room were shocked.
A Vitality value of more than 100 meant that the scarred man's Vitality value had already met the standards of a Level 3 martial artist.
Then, it was time to test the combat strength index.
The scarred man faced the testing machine and punched.
The speed of this punch was very fast. Many people did not see it clearly. They only felt their eyes blur and a muffled sound came from their ears before it ended.
Lu Sheng's eyes flashed.
He saw the man's punch clearly.
The way he raised his hand and punched seemed to come from some kind of fist technique.
“10831”！
A value popped up on the strength measuring instrument.
The room was filled with the sound of breathing.
He had passed!
His combat ability index had already exceeded the standard of a Level Three martial artist.
This also meant that from now on, the scarred man was a Level Three official martial artist recognized by the Martial Arts Association.
This time, everyone looked at the scarred man in a different way.
There was admiration and a hint of envy.
A Level 3 martial artist could be considered as one of the top figures in White River City.
No matter where he went, he would be treated well.
"Congratulations, Zhao Changfeng. From now on, you're a Level 3 martial artist recognized by our White River City Martial Arts Association. From now on, you can enjoy a monthly martial arts allowance of 30,000 yuan…"
For the first time, a bright smile appeared on the examiner's face. As he spoke, the people in the room looked at the scarred man with envy.
The scarred man silently listened to the examiner's words, then walked back to his original seat and sat down.
Lu Sheng looked at him strangely.
This guy actually didn't leave after the assessment, looking like he was prepared to watch until the end.
Of course, no one had any objections.
As a Level Three martial artist, it didn't matter even if he sat here until the sky turned dark.
As long as he was happy.
Next, a few more people went up to take the test. All of them were Level One Martial Artists.
Some passed, while others failed like the tall and thin youth.
Finally…
" Saint Lu, Level One Warrior Assessment."
It was Lu Sheng's turn.
Lu Sheng stood up calmly. He sensed that everyone in the room was looking at him.
Among them were the scarred man and the girl with the purple hairband.
Even the examiner took a few more glances at him.
After all, there weren't many candidates at Lu Sheng's age. It represented talent in itself.
"Don't be nervous. Just do as you usually do.”
The examiner spoke in a rare gentle tone.
Lu Sheng nodded and then picked up the blood needle to take the blood.
The dark red blood gently rolled into the groove of the blood test instrument, and the blue light of the test fell.
Everyone looked at the display on the device.
Some were serious, some were casual.
The next moment, the numbers were displayed.
“15.701”.
"Boom!"
The entire room exploded.
More than half of the people jumped up from their seats. The scarred man and the girl with the purple hairband also stood up abruptly.
One of them, who had a casual look on his face, even slid to the ground on his butt.
"F * ck! Is this for real? Am I seeing things? 15 o'clock?"
"Two…A Level Two Warrior?"
"Is the machine broken? It should be broken…"
Everyone stared at the value on the blood test instrument in disbelief, their eyes sliding back and forth between the instrument and Lu Sheng.
Even the examiner's hand that was holding the form trembled violently. Then, he quickly checked the machine.
Then, he said to Lu Sheng in an extremely serious manner,"This student, can you please take the test again?”
Logically speaking, there was only one chance for the Vitality test, but Lu Sheng's results were too shocking. He had no choice but to confirm it again.
Lu Sheng nodded. He picked up the needle and took another drop of blood to test.
“15.693”
Similar to the first time, the fluctuation did not exceed 0.01.
This proved that the device was working fine, and it also proved that…
Lu Sheng's results were real!
The room fell into an inexplicable silence.
Then, the sound of gasps could be heard.
The way they looked at Lu Sheng changed.
It was as if he was looking at a monster.
"This guy's father is the richest man in White River City, right? How many tonics did he take?”
A person stared at Lu Sheng with a complicated expression and forced out a sentence after a long time.
The others looked at Lu Sheng with similar expressions.
It was like constipation.
Lu Sheng was too young. One could tell at a glance that he was a high school student.
How old could a high school student be?
Seventeen? Eighteen?
They were similar to their nephews and even their sons.
In the end, his Vitality was as high as 15 points. It was a ridiculous number.
"This fellow has been taking tonics since he was born…"
someone said sourly.
"Even if it's just a slightly higher Vitality, it's still more than 15 points," someone beside him muttered. As long as his combat strength was slightly passable…
Tsk tsk tsk, eighteen years old, a second-grade martial artist…"
The others also fell silent.
That's right. Even if Lu Sheng was really a medicine can, with his 15.7 Vitality foundation, his combat strength would not be too bad.
In other words, Lu Sheng had basically passed the assessment.
Moreover, it was very likely to be an assessment for a Level Two Martial Artist.
He became a Level Two Warrior at the age of a high school student.
These people almost groaned.
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