As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked. They all wondered if they heard it wrong. Taking part in the martial arts test at the age of twelve? It was unheard of! But when people saw the little boy who walked into the venue, he was actually only twelve years old.
About age.
Soon, there was a murmur among the audience. They all thought that this young man was acting naughty because he was a direct disciple of the Du family and insisted on coming to the martial arts examination room to make fun. As a result, many people chose to leave the venue.
, less than one-third of the audience stayed.
Speaking of Du Xuan, as soon as the order was given, he already stood on the fighting field. He was not nervous, maybe he didn't know what nervousness was. However, his expression was extremely firm.
"The first item, the endurance test, begins!"
After the chief judge gave an order, Du Xuan spread his legs and started running quickly along the track of the competition ground.
The direct disciples of the Du family who had just participated in the martial arts examination on the sidelines had a relaxed expression of watching the excitement. Du Xuan was the youngest among this group of direct disciples of the Du family, and was not yet old enough to take the martial arts examination. Therefore,
, and did not arrange for him to participate in this year's martial arts examination.
"This little Xuanzi, if he runs so fast, he will fall down from exhaustion after a few laps."
"That's right, Du Xuan is too pushy."
"Say a few words, prepare some water, and pass it to Du Xuan later." Du Yujin, the eldest brother of this group of children, interrupted everyone's laughter and ordered.
Half a moment passed.
Du Xuan was sweating profusely. Just now he could run wildly, but now he found it difficult to even move. However, the expressions of his uncle and the two elders in the stands were extremely cold at this moment.
They all looked solemnly at Du Xuan who was running off the field.
Originally, everyone thought that Du Xuan would give up when he got tired after running for a while. Unexpectedly, this run actually took half a moment, and nine of the fifteen laps had been completed. Du Xuan is not yet twelve years old.
At your age, if you can run seven or eight laps without any time limit, it’s already pretty good.
As for Du Pengyu, he stared at his son closely and frowned.
Ten laps.
Eleven laps.
Du Pengyu has quietly stood at the edge of the stand, ready to help his son immediately if he faints. A twelve-year-old boy has actually run eleven laps. You know, this lap is two hundred feet long.
!
Twelve circles.
Fourth Elder Du Ziwei stood up, his stern face full of disbelief. Because now Du Xuan not only only had three laps left, but also had one stick of incense left.
Thirteen circles.
Du Pengyu couldn't help but wanted to rush into the scene several times and ask his son to stop. However, the two elders had not spoken yet, and he did not dare to make any independent decisions.
Du Yujin and other young disciples on the sidelines also lost their smiles at this moment, and they all looked at Du Xuan in disbelief, who was still trying hard to persevere on the court.
The fourteenth lap had just begun, and the great elder Du Zhijin finally couldn't help but stood up with a "swish" sound, his face full of shock, and then said in a deep voice: "Ziwei, get ready to go up and see the child."
"Yeah." Du Ziwei trembled slightly and cupped his hands.
Du Ziwei is the only elder who practices demonic cultivation in Du Mansion, and he is also the great demonic cultivator among the demonic cultivators. The cultivation level of the great demonic cultivator is currently the highest among the demonic cultivators in the Half Moon Continent. Although, the demonic cultivator
His status is far lower than that of martial arts cultivator, but it is not easy to achieve such a level of cultivation.
However, Du Ziwei, who is over sixty years old and has cultivated as a great magician, has his hands trembling slightly at this moment. It can be seen how shocked Du Xuan has been to everyone.
Everyone in the competition arena had held their breath for a long time, and they all stared at the little figure running erratically on the arena with their eyes wide open. It seemed that the world had stopped spinning, and only the twelve-year-old boy on the arena was still there.
Running slowly.
There's half a circle left.
There are still fifty feet left.
Twenty feet, ten feet, five feet, one foot!
"Passed! Time, one quarter!"
The magistrate held up the hourglass and shouted excitedly, with a look of shock on his face as well.
"I've passed."
Du Xuan crossed the finish line and wanted to shout "I passed", but he had no strength left. The weak voice could only be heard by Du Ziwei who hugged him instantly.
"Hey!"
"Uh-huh!"
Immediately afterwards, the venue erupted into unprecedented cheers, and the cheers were filled with too much disbelief and shock.
"Grandpa Wei." Du Xuan saw that he seemed to be flying into the sky. When he looked back, he found that he was already in Du Ziwei's arms, so he squeezed out a smile and said.
"Do not talk."
As soon as he finished speaking, Du Ziwei had already hugged Du Xuan and landed on the stand. Then he gently put Du Xuan on the chair, took out a purple pill and let him take it. Then, he immediately circulated the demonic energy in his body to prepare for
Du Xuan carefully checked his body.
"Grandpa Jin, I passed." Du Xuan gasped, looking at Du Zhijin who was gathering over, and said happily.
"Well, okay. Don't say anything. Let Grandpa Wei show you first." Du Zhijin nodded, his stern face was extremely solemn, his brows were furrowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Everyone onlookers, including Du Xuan's father, could only stare at Du Ziwei. Because they, martial cultivators, could not heal people's wounds and illnesses like demon cultivators.
After a while, Du Ziwei stood up and said, "Xuan'er is fine."
When everyone heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
Du Xuan, on the other hand, immediately jumped down from the chair. Just as he was about to say something, his nervous father instantly picked him up and put him back on the chair, saying: "Don't move, take a rest first."
"Father, I have to take another two assessments! I passed the assessment just now. I'd say I can pass it. It's awesome." Du Xuan blinked and looked at his father, Du Pengyu, and said proudly.
Du Pengyu showed a rare smile and nodded: "Yes, father knows. However, we can't take the exam now. Let's take a rest and take the exam tomorrow."
Unexpectedly, Du Xuan immediately pouted, shook his head and said, "Father, how can this be done? The judge just said that you can only rest for one stick of incense between each assessment. How can we wait until tomorrow!"
When everyone heard this, the little kid's stubborn temper grew again. The twelve-year-old Du Xuan's ability to complete the first test was already incredible. How could he take the risk and continue to take the martial arts test? What if something happened to his body?
, then you will have to regret it for the rest of your life.
"Xuan'er, that's a requirement for your brothers and sisters. You will take the exam tomorrow as well." Du Ziwei thought for a while and said.
Who would have thought that the elders of Du Mansion would actually be trying to coax a young man.
Du Pengyu was about to scold him, but when he saw that the four elders spoke so softly, he said instead: "Yes, you are younger than your brothers and sisters. You can rest more."
"Grandpa Wei, it can't be done." Du Xuan said, then looked at his father and said, "Father, you often say that there is nothing without rules. Something as important as the martial arts test cannot be changed at will."
After saying that, Du Xuan carefully jumped down from the chair again.
Everyone was silent.
Seeing this, Du Xuan stepped forward and took Du Zhijin's hand, and said coquettishly: "Grandpa Jin and Grandpa Wei have already checked. Xuan'er is fine. Let Xuan'er continue taking the exam. Grandpa Jin...
…”
Du Zhijin rolled his eyes, thought for a while, and finally looked at Du Ziwei.
Du Ziwei thought for a while, then nodded and said, "It shouldn't be a problem. After all, the next two tests are not very dangerous."
Du Zhijin quickly glanced at Du Pengfei, whose face was not good-looking, and then nodded and said: "Okay! Xuan'er, take a rest for a while. Anyway, there is still time, so let's recover our strength first, so that we can use all our strength in a while.
Bar?"
Seeing that he had received permission, Du Xuan immediately clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Okay, thank you Grandpa Jin! Oops, I'm really exhausted. I'm more tired than climbing the mountain ten times. I'll take a rest."
After saying that, Du Xuan sat cross-legged on the floor, closed his eyes and rested his mind.
Everyone was already amused by Du Xuan's cute appearance, but his next behavior shocked everyone and they couldn't laugh at all.
Because sitting cross-legged and recuperating is a standard way for martial arts cultivators to cultivate and recuperate their spirits, how could Du Xuan, who was less than twelve years old and not yet a martial cultivator, do this?
Almost instantly, everyone, including Du Zhijin, all looked at Du Pengyu fiercely.
Du Pengyu understood and quickly explained: "Elder, Du Xuan only rests cross-legged and does not know how to practice luck. It's just because Du Xuan often sees me practicing like this, so he also learned it."
After hearing Du Pengyu's explanation, everyone felt relieved. Indeed, although Du Xuan is naughty and competitive, he is also really eager to learn. No matter what, he always likes to learn from others.
Du Xuan rested cross-legged, and the two elders had no choice but to return to their seats and wait.
As for the audience at the martial arts competition, it was really exciting at the moment. The twelve-year-old Du Mansion disciple actually passed the first item of the martial arts exam. This is something that shocked the world. Maybe next year, this kid will be able to pass the martial arts exam.
After passing all assessments, he became the youngest martial artist in Banyue Continent. Many spectators who had not yet left heard about this and returned to the field one after another.
Du Yumu, who had been excited just now, had an indescribable feeling at this time. He seemed to feel that the young Du Xuan would pass all the tests and steal his limelight, but he comforted himself with this certainty.
It's impossible.
After about a stick of incense, Du Xuan opened his eyes, stood up, looked at Du Zhijin and Du Ziwei, and said: "Grandpa Jin, Grandpa Wei, Xuan'er is well rested, you can continue to take the martial arts exam."
"Well, go ahead. Be careful, don't be too strong, and do what you can." Du Ziwei looked at Du Xuan and nodded.
The next content of the assessment is strength.
The reason why the endurance test is placed at the top is to consume the physical strength of the person being tested as much as possible and increase the difficulty of the entire martial arts test.
At this time, Du Xuan stood in front of a magic weapon that was one foot wide and one inch thick. He bent down and touched it first. It looked a bit like the elm wood on the back mountain. In the past, every time he was punished by his father for climbing up the back mountain, Du Xuan would
He got angry at the elm tree in the back hill and punched and kicked him.
Magic weapon is a magical thing that can only be refined by magic cultivators and has many functions.