On the martial arts training school field of Luyang Prefecture Court, there are five chief examiners and dozens of auxiliary examiners invigilating the examination. They will personally identify the strength of each candidate's martial arts department, including martial arts cultivation and martial arts level.

There are five teams of candidates taking the exam at the same time, so the assessment speed is not slow.

The assessment team is continuing to move forward, and it is almost Ye Fan, Zhao Xing and others' turn.

Zhao Xing's eyes turned cunningly and said with a smile, "Ye Fan, it's too boring for us to take an assessment like this. Do we want to have something interesting? Let's take a gamble?"

"Oh, how do you bet?"

Ye Fan frowned.

I didn't want to pay attention to Zhao Xing, but Zhao Xing's fly always jumped out and buzzed beside him. He wanted to slap Zhao Xing away with a slap.

"Let's just bet, wait for someone to get the examiner's martial arts score higher! Whoever loses will learn to bark in public! Of course, if you think you are a coward and don't want to gamble, I won't force you. Everyone, do you think so!"

Zhao Xing had a touch of joke on the corner of his mouth, he squinted his eyes and said to the followers Wu Sheng around him.

"That's!"

"Ye Fan, you were so majestic in the class yesterday, so you won't suddenly become cowardly now!"

"You can compete with Brother Xing, let's take a look at your 'superb' basic martial arts."

Several followers of martial artists around were clamoring for excitement, fearing that Ye Fan would not be willing to gamble.

Ye Fan hesitated for a moment and asked in his heart to the ancient book "Shang": "Shang, do I want to bet with him?"

‘Gambling, if you start the 'Martial God of Martial Arts' later, will you lose to such a warrior's second-level waste? If you use the "Basic Three" martial arts skills in a while, you will destroy him!’

Shang said disdainfully, obviously disagreed with Zhao Xing.

"good!"

Ye Fan agreed in a deep voice.

He didn't have much confidence in his heart, how much effect can the "Martial God of Martial Arts" in "Shang" have.

But since Shang was very sure, he would take this bet.

"Sujing-! It's your turn to prepare for the assessment!"

At the front of the team, several examiners sat upright, one of them glared over.

Their young martial artists suddenly became silent and did not dare to speak nonsense.

"Zhao Xing! It's your turn to play."

"exist!"

"I will let you see what superb and superb mid-level sword skills are!"

Zhao Xing laughed at the martial artists.

He walked proudly into the assessment area ahead with a long sword in his hand, bowed to the five main and deputy examiners, and said with great enthusiasm, "Student Zhao Xing of Nanchen Martial Arts Academy, I have met several examiners!"

The five examiners nodded in satisfaction.

Zhao Xing's warrior is a second-level martial arts seedling, with a strong body, a well-known skeleton, and a strong qi and blood. He is a good martial arts seedling. He is full of calluses and practices martial arts diligently. It seems that his sword skills should be good.

The examiner Zhao Yiming showed a kind smile.

How could he not recognize a disciple of the Zhao clan of Luyang Prefecture?

You must add more points later.

After a simple self-introduction, Zhao Xing first cut off a six-inch-thick hardwood stake with one hand, and then began to show his martial arts.

"Mid-level sword technique "The Thirteen Swords of the Moon"!"

Zhao Xing stood still, shouted, and his aura suddenly changed. His whole body was like a sharp sword unsheathed, exuding a sharp breath.

The young martial artists around him were shocked and felt a cold sword coming, and they took a few steps back to avoid being hurt by the sharp energy.

"The first move, the dragon looks at the moon!"

Zhao Xing held the hilt of the sword in both hands and suddenly picked up the tip of the sword.

With a sword, his move was like a dragon coming out of the water, looking up at the moon in the sky with his head raised.

A little cold light shone at the tip of the sword, and the sharp aura almost penetrated through the sword.

"Yeah, not bad!"

Many examiners looked at each other frequently and nodded in praise.

Zhao Xing's move has been cultivated to the state of pure love, which is very good.

"Brother Xing is good at swordsmanship!"

"As soon as this mid-level sword technique was released, it was indeed powerful. Not only was it full of fighting spirit, but it was also a tricky and ruthless move, which was completely beyond the enemy's expectations."

"Zhao Xing is worthy of being a member of the Zhao family in Luyang Prefecture. Even if he is a branch, he should not be underestimated!"

Dozens of young martial artists around him screamed in surprise when they saw this scene.

Young martial arts students in the Junior Martial Arts Academy usually can only learn basic martial arts and primary martial arts.

Only a very small number of martial artists from wealthy families have the money to buy middle- and high-level martial arts runes and learn middle-level and high-level martial arts.

In terms of power, intermediate martial arts are naturally far better than primary and basic martial arts.

Zhao Xing was inspired by the screams and envy around him and was greatly boosted. His strength was quite outstanding among the teenagers, and there was no need to underestimate himself at all.

A series of exquisite sword moves were used like flowing water, with gorgeous moves and extremely sharp.

This set of sword techniques attracted the attention of more martial artists around him to watch the sword skills be used.

Until the seventh style of sword technique, "Cold Star Chasing the Moon", Zhao Xing's strength has reached its maximum limit. He stabbed it with all his strength, but he couldn't hold it back, and the sword almost lost its hand.

Many martial artists who were in the same class as Zhao Xing were secretly surprised when they saw this scene. It seemed that what Ye Fan said was indeed correct. There was indeed something wrong with Zhao Xing's swordsmanship practice.

"pity!"

The examiner Zhao Yiming sighed and shook his head secretly.

Zhao Xing blushed and panted, put away his sword, calmed down his almost boiling energy in his body, and stopped.

Several examiners whispered to each other for a while and made a score: "Zhao Xing, Nanchen Martial Arts Academy, all scores are as follows, with a cultivation level of 200 points, and a sword skill of 69 points. The total score of the Martial Arts Department's assessment is: 269 points!"

"Brother Xing is amazing!"

"Congratulations to Brother Xing, it would be easy to be admitted to the Martial Arts Department of the Mansion in this swordsmanship!"

"The martial arts score is as high as 69 points! If my martial arts skills can reach 60, it would be thankful."

Some martial artists around were applauding, and they were extremely excited to watch and applauded.

The rules for the martial arts department assessment in Luyang Mansion are very simple. Total scores, cultivation scores plus martial arts scores.

To judge the cultivation level of a warrior, look directly at the wooden stake.

The first layer of warrior has about a hundred kilograms of strength, and can break a three-inch thick hardwood with one hand. The second layer of warrior has about two hundred kilograms of strength, and can break a six-club hardwood with one hand... and so on. The ninth layer of warrior can have a terrifying power of up to nine hundred kilograms, and can break a two-seven-inch thick hardwood with one hand, and its strength is enough to kill a fierce tiger and a barbarian bull.

The first level of the martial artist is 100 points, and the higher level of cultivation is 100 points.

Zhao Xing's strength was 200 kilograms, reaching the second level of the warrior, so it was 200%.

The rating of martial arts moves is more complicated, mainly determined according to the level of cultivation, and is divided into ten realms.

Any number of martial arts can be done, and the martial arts scores can be accumulated.

However, each sect must reach the sixth level and above 60 to be considered as the cumulative martial arts achievements.

It is extremely difficult to get a high score of over 60 in any martial arts.

Candidates generally can only practice one martial art.

A few geniuses can practice two subjects at the same time. How to maximize the score depends on the candidates to weigh the pros and cons themselves.

Zhao Xing's 69-point sword skills are definitely not low.

"Thank you, examiners!"

Zhao Xing's face was rosy and refreshed.

He was also very satisfied with this score.

Today, I did not perform abnormally due to tension, but instead showed my strength steadily. Unfortunately, the seventh sword still couldn't control it and lowered the score.

However, the total score of the Martial Arts Department was 267 points, which was enough for him to be admitted to the Martial Arts Department of Luyang Prefecture.

"Ye Fan, it's your turn to take the exam!"

Zhao Xing was proud and turned his head to look at Ye Fan in a sarcastic manner. Then he lowered his voice and sneered, "Remember the bet we made. If your score is not as high as mine, you have to learn to bark in front of everyone!"

"Brother Xing, Ye Fan is only a warrior level, and his cultivation level is one hundred percent less than you. His martial arts score can't reach 60 even if he has to endure. What else does he need to compare? Learn to bark quickly!"

Several of Zhao Xing's followers laughed and began to laugh one by one.

Of course Ye Fan knew that his cultivation level was the first level of martial artist. His total score was 100 points lower than Zhao Xing at the beginning, and his face was not very good.

He must face this joint examination of the top ten martial arts academies.

After that, he jumped up and continued to strode towards the higher peak of martial arts.
To be continued...