Badong Street.

Wang Zhan walked slowly, Lin Qiang and Deng Chaofan followed, and Lin Qiang still looked envious: "Boss, 200,000 yuan is enough to move to District D. Jingyuan Dan, there are still two bottles. If given to me, I will have the confidence to become a martial artist!"

"Haha, you're thinking about nothing." Deng Chaofan attacked without any mercy.

Wang Zhan smiled indifferently: "What's this? I don't care about Master Zhan. I'll grab what I want. I'll grab it from the ferocious beast. I want to make me work hard just 200,000 yuan plus two bottles of essence pills? Then my life is too worthless."

Opening the cumbersome and heavy iron door, Wang Zhan did not complain as before. The poor have a way to survive, even though they live tenaciously.

The house was deserted. Wang Zhan returned early, and his mother Yang Cui has not come back yet.

After making some supper, the door opened sounded outside the door. Yang Cui walked in with a tired look on her face and looked at Wang Zhan: "It's pretty early for a stinky brat to come back. Why don't you go out and mess around?"

Wang Zhan laughed and said, "Mom, isn't this old? My son is sensible."

"Sensible? Then find me a wife. I don't care whether you cheat or say goodbye. Get married quickly. Have a grandson and continue the incense of your Wang family."

"Mom, why do you say that?" Wang Zhan was a little shy and Yao Yao's figure appeared in his mind. Well, it was a bit difficult to accept with the intentional coquettish look. It seemed that everything else was very good. The most important thing was to be loyal to himself.

"Give it to you!" Wang Zhan took out the card. This was knocked from Zhao Xu. After buying the Jingyuan Pill and the General Purpose of Cultivation, there were still about 40,000 left.

Wang Zhan continued: "This is 40,000 yuan, mom, please take it. This is given to me by my sister. Don't work so hard either."

Yang Cui was stunned for a moment, turned her head and looked at the side, and said angrily: "That girl, I don't want it. I'll take it for you. I'll take it for you, and the exam is about to start. You are old, so you can arrange the money yourself. I'm not old yet, I can still take it! Don't talk nonsense, eat quickly!"

"Oh!" Wang Zhan lowered his head and responded honestly.

Yang Cui eats very quickly. This is a habit for many years. She is always at the bottom, so how can she eat so elegantly and slowly? Time is not worth much for rich people. For the bottom, one more hour may be an extra hour of income.

After eating, Yang Cui started to clean up the dishes and ignored Wang Zhan still eating. Looking at Yang Cui's back, Wang Zhan was a little lost, why was his mother's figure a little hunched?

"Xiao Zhan, I think it's good to go to a technical school or a liberal arts university." Yang Cui said in a daze at the kitchen door, and his voice gradually murmured: "I can't care so much. I just need you to be safe and healthy."

...

July 1st

This was a very important day before the Federation era or during the peace era. After that, this day became the day for the Federation's martial arts examination.

On this day, the entire Federation was extremely grand, with fifty giant cities, including some of the attached satellite cities below, moving.

The martial arts examination venue in Chuzhou City was placed in Chuzhou No. 1 Middle School this time.

The people from No. 33 Middle School gathered at their own school early in the morning. Principal Cao led the team, Li Cheng came, and Chen Ping naturally came. Zhao Xu stayed at the level, and the so-called Qianlong class naturally became a laughing stock. Wang Zhan’s status as a ninth-level martial artist has become the absolute C position of No. 33 Middle School. In addition, Lin Qiang, Deng Chaofan and Yao Yao have all come.

"Haha, Cao Fugui. Is this your martial arts test lineup for 33 Middle School this year? There are quite a lot of people." A voice sounded.

Only then did Wang Zhan and others realize that Principal Cao was originally named Fugui.

"Boss, do you think Principal Cao has issued an order in the school and is not allowed to reveal his name?" Lin Qiang covered his mouth, laughed in a low voice.

Principal Cao greeted him and said with a smile: "Jiangzhen! I haven't seen you for a few months, and your mouth is still so smelly. It's not as good as your No. 27 Middle School. It seems that your lineup is much more. There are more than a hundred people."

"Haha! It's okay. The main reason is that there are a few talents. The resources provided by the above are also much better." Jiang Zhen laughed out loud with a proud look on his face.

While talking, other buses came in one after another. There were more people gathering around Principal Cao. These were all principals of major middle schools.

A bald man said, "You are all amazing. Our No. 7 Middle School is not good. This year's student source is not very good. There are less than 200 people from our No. 7 Middle School to take the martial arts exam this time."

"Principal Zhou! You are showing off. There are less than two hundred people. There are only fifty people in our 33 Middle School." Principal Cao responded speechlessly.

Someone next to him said, "Master Dao! You are not bragging at all. Some are too fresh and refined. However, this year, there are indeed fewer candidates who are less than 200 in your No. 7 Middle School who are only less than 200."

Birds of a feather flock together.

The principals were communicating and showing off. Almost all of the people who worked in education retreated from the battlefield for various reasons, either because of lack of talent or because of injuries. For example, Principal Zhou of No. 7 Middle School, a bald man, had a dense scar on his head, which was the sequelae of being burned by fire. Now, they can no longer show off their achievements on the battlefield, so only students can show off.

The teachers also gathered in groups of three or five to discuss the seed contestants and top picks of this year, or to discuss the impact of the federal reform of martial arts strength this time.

Most of the students gathered together in class units. This is how Wang Zhan is. The candidates from No. 33 Middle School were clearly divided into two groups, with the Qianlong class being part. Wang Zhan and others being part.

"No. 1 Middle School is so big." Lin Qiang said with some emotion, with envy in his eyes: "This campus is about a thousand acres, and the training equipment is also very advanced."

Yao Yao no longer had the harshness of the past, and seemed very quiet. Her beautiful facial features made Wang Zhan look sideways and lose his mind. This is Yao Yao, whom he had never seen before.

"This is the gathering place for the elites in Chuzhou. It is the school with the most abundant resources in Chuzhou!" Yao Yao said calmly.

...

At nine o'clock in the morning, several magnetic levitation speed cars passed by at a low altitude and parked steadily on the playground of No. 1 Middle School. The popular car body and dark body give people an extremely shocking feeling.

The car door opened upwards, and a majestic man walked down first. Someone immediately exclaimed in the crowd: "King Xing! Even King Xing has come."

Wang Zhan was also shocked at this moment. A mere federal martial arts test shocked such a big figure. This is probably the first time that he has created the world.

The level of warriors is that from the beginning of martial arts, they are warriors, warriors, martial artists, generals, masters, and the great masters.

It can be said that Xing Zhenbang is already at the peak of human warriors. Wang Zhan also showed his yearning and firmness in his eyes. This is his goal.

With the arrival of King Xing, the senior management of Chuzhou City also appeared one after another. All major schools began to become solemn. Teachers returned to their posts one after another. The gathering principals also returned.

Cao Fugui also came back with a serious look on his face: "King Xing has always been on the front line battlefield. This time he actually came back to take the martial arts examination. This is your glory and a kind of pressure. Wang Zhan!"

Wang Zhan immediately walked out, and Cao Fugui took a look with relief: "Next, we need you to take the lead. We must show the style and appearance of our 33 Middle School."

Wang Zhan nodded and said, "Yes!"

Cao Fugui was silent for a moment and added: "Don't hold back, do your best. Don't be afraid of anything. Your strength is very good. There is hope for the No. 1 pick. But, there is only hope. Let me tell you directly. Tan Junjie and Chu Shengtian from No. 1 Middle School are both very powerful. It is said that they have the strength of a level nine martial artist or even a warrior. Don't think you are very powerful."

...

Originally, everyone was ready to listen to King Xing’s speech. But I don’t know what happened, but it didn’t go on. It seemed that King Xing was just here to observe.

Next, candidates from the entire Chuzhou area began the assessment. The same as the previous simulation test. The assessment content is very simple, and the test is comprehensive combat power. However, now there is an additional test of endurance. And endurance has been re-included into the comprehensive combat power.

This change in detail makes people happy and sad. Some people have weak strength and are not as fast as possible, but have excellent endurance. This is an advantage, but for those who have full explosive power, strong strength but no endurance, it is a kind of weakness.

Wang Zhan's expression remains unchanged. Comprehensive combat power is nothing more than three attributes. For himself, balanced development does not consider changes at all. It will not have any impact. And this should be the most reasonable evaluation. For two people with the same strength and speed, their endurance will definitely be the last one to laugh.

There are a total of 1,000 test venues. One person’s time is about ten minutes. This year’s martial arts exam, a total of 68,739 people in the entire Chuzhou participated. Basically, the exam can be completed in twelve hours. It is conceivable what this value means. Nowadays, there are at least a population of more than 30 million. There are at least one million fresh candidates. Perhaps only one of them took the martial arts exam. Martial arts are difficult. Not everyone can participate. This is the current situation.

Thirty-three!

Wang Zhan, is Wang Zhan here?

With a shout, it was finally the turn of 33rd Middle School. Wang Zhan had already walked over at this moment. The invigilator at the door carefully tested Wang Zhan's identity, the political review qualification pass, the admission ticket, etc. After Wang Zhan then walked into the closed test site.

A male teacher who was about forty years old and had a deep scar on his face walked over, looking particularly hideous. But it was not scary.

After reading Wang Zhan’s information, the man was a little surprised, and then signaled: “Start! Sitting in that position, follow the instructions to enter the virtual battlefield! It depends on yourself for how long you can persist.”

Virtual battlefield!

This surprised Wang Zhan. He had also heard of virtual reality technology. But most of it is used in flight training and other aspects. Virtual technology that can truly reflect the strength of human bodies has never been used. I didn't expect it to be used in martial arts examinations now.
Chapter completed!