My Martial Arts Will Hang Up

Qingming Martial Arts Academy is located in Qinghe Fucheng, beside Luoyun Mountain.

On the day of the examination.

At the foot of Luoyun Mountain, it was already bustling with people.

Young talents from Qinghe and Guming counties gathered together.

"Last year, I was only a hair away from entering the martial arts academy. This year I must join the martial arts academy!"

"The Martial Academy is just the first step on my martial arts path, I must enter!"

Those who can be recommended by the martial arts are all geniuses from all over the world, and they all have great confidence in themselves.

Chen Fan bid farewell to his master with his brother Zhang Fan and the ten talented brothers of Baiyun Gymnasium early in the morning, and came to the foot of Luoyun Mountain, in front of the Martial Academy.

Looking at the surrounding situation is also an eye-opener.

Chen Fan couldn't help but said: "There must be thousands of people participating in the assessment, right? We have so many warrior geniuses in Qinghe County!"

Zhang Fan nodded:

"Not only in Qinghe County, but also in Guming County next door. Martial arts schools, sects and major families in the two counties will recommend disciples to participate in the assessment. At least tens of thousands of people participate in the assessment every year. This is due to the small number of places in the small sect."

Chen Fan suddenly nodded.

Most of the martial artists around are in their early twenties, and there are also quite a few in their 15s, 17s and 18s.

Suddenly there was an uproar from the crowd.

But in the distance, a huge red tiger with four heads and a height of one foot came pulling a bronze chariot.

"Red tiger chariot, this is a royal ceremonial guard!"

Each of the four red tigers was larger and more powerful than the quadruple tiger demon that Chen Fan had punched to death.

Armored guards lined up around the red tiger chariot followed closely around the chariot and escorted the chariot to the main gate of the martial arts academy.

The red tiger chariot passed through the flow of people, and everyone around them automatically moved out of the way.

Although these four tigers have fangs and claws, they are extremely honest.

Chen Fan looked at Chihu, and couldn't help but look slightly sideways, and took a few more glances.

"This should be the prince who watched the ceremony, but I don't know how he came to such a remote place in Qinghe County..."

Qinghe County is in the west of Dagan, but the imperial capital is in the east. All the way, there are at least seven or eight counties apart.

The gate of the Martial Academy opened, and someone entered it to meet the red tiger chariot, and then closed it again.

Chen Fan looked away, but felt itchy in his heart.

...

After Chen Fan waited for half an hour.

The gate of the Martial Academy finally opened, and many disciples lined up in a long queue holding the qualification certificates for this assessment, and entered one by one.

In the martial arts academy, above the tallest building, all the vice presidents and principals of the martial arts academy gathered together, looking down at the densely packed figures below.

One of the youths, in his early thirties, was wearing a golden feather coat with a four-clawed golden dragon coiled on it. He looked down at the lively scene indifferently, and said: "The two counties of Qing and Ming have indeed produced a large number of talents. There are many talents in the martial arts academy. Attracting such elite talents...it really is a place with outstanding talents!"

Mao Wangchen, the dean of the Martial Academy, smiled slightly: "Your Highness the Nineteenth is absurdly praised. This is due to the meritorious service of the Holy One. The people live in peace and prosperity, and naturally warriors will emerge in large numbers!"

Facing this prince, the head of the martial arts academy talked and laughed freely, without any humility, which was also the capital brought by his strength.

To be the head of a martial arts academy, one must at least have the strength of the tenth level of martial arts.

As for the emperor's tens of hundreds of sons, even if they have the emperor's dragon spirit, there are not many who have reached the realm of the seventh-level martial arts master.

The Nineteenth Prince has a strong body and should be a martial arts practitioner. He shook his head and said, "President Mao is being modest. Among all the martial arts schools in the world, Qingming Martial Arts Academy is also ranked first!"

That's right, the Qingming Martial Arts Academy is a courtyard shared by two counties, with a large number of students, it is naturally powerful.

Although the geographical location is remote, it can barely rank among the top ten in the martial arts academy in the world.

Hearing the unnutritious flattery of several people, Ye Wuji stood among the crowd, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked down at the many disciples participating in the assessment, silently looking for Chen Fan's position.

It's a pity that there are so many people, even if he is a master, it is impossible to see Chen Fan's position from such a long distance.

...

The entrance examination of the martial arts academy is divided into three levels.

The first level is the simplest and most basic force measurement level.

Zhang Fan approached Chen Fan and whispered:

"Don't underestimate this test. At least half of the people failed to meet the standard and were directly screened out. They are not qualified to participate in the next level of assessment."

Chen Fan was also very surprised.

This round is actually a test of hard power.

You either have sufficient cultivation, or you have strong blood and blood. If you can't meet the requirements, you won't be able to pass the test.

However, the reason why so many are eliminated is that most of them are disciples from small counties. This level is only a preliminary screening level, and most of the elite core disciples of Baiyun Gymnasium can pass.

The assessment began, and there were twenty or thirty test centers in the empty outer courtyard of the Martial Arts Academy.

Chen Fan and his fellow seniors were all next to each other in the assessment sequence, and they lined up to enter a wide test hall.

What appeared in front of everyone was a huge taupe wall.

A middle-aged instructor in a gray coat stood in front of everyone.

"In the first round of assessment, you can choose the weapons we provide, and use your maximum strength to slash against the wall. Martial skills are not allowed. The score will be judged according to the depth of the dents left. Everyone will have two chances!"

"The final results this time are also linked to your respective ages. There are four types, A, B, C, and D. C and D are easy to say."

Although strength is the key to the division of resources in the Martial Academy, the entrance examination also depends on the age of each person.

The first round of assessment turned out to be hitting a wall...

This wall is obviously not an ordinary stone wall, it should be made of a special alloy, otherwise it would be difficult to support the assessment of so many people.

Chen Fan originally thought that the Martial Academy would have some special force-measuring instrument, but he didn't expect to use this method to judge.

Chen Fan heard people around say: "The material of this wall is special, the first inch is also the easiest to penetrate, and the further back, the harder it is!"

The instructor in gray gave an order.

"First!"

The assessment begins.

Immediately, a panicked young man stepped forward, handed the exam voucher with personal information in his hand to the table in front of the examiner, and then turned to the weapon rack to find a suitable opportunity.

Before he could choose a weapon, the instructor started again: "Next! What are you waiting for? The wall is so big and there are so many weapons, come a few more!"

Immediately, another three or two teenagers submitted their vouchers.

Zhang Fan also took the opportunity to get close to Chen Fan: "We'll test later, it's best to choose a long gun as a test tool, it's easier to go deep!"

In a battle with others, it is natural to use the most convenient weapon, but in this kind of force measurement, there is also an element of trickery.

The smaller the contact surface, the easier it is for a weapon to go deep. If you take a hammer, it's powerful enough, but don't even think about making deep dents.

Chen Fan nodded in understanding. This senior has a sharp mind and a quick reaction.

In fact, spear weapons are not easy to use, and those without operating experience may not be able to make deeper marks than swords. As long as you don't foolishly choose a weapon like a giant hammer, there won't be much difference.

The first few people chose in turn, and most of them chose swords, slashing and swinging at the wall.

There is also a special person next to him with special measuring tools to measure the results.

"Twice the highest was only 1 inch and 7 cents. You are already twenty years old, why are you so weak? Not qualified!"

"Twenty-three years old, two inches and one cent, almost, come for the second time!"

"Unqualified!"

"Next! Don't wait for me to call, come up and test if you see a vacant seat in front of you!"

Three or four people went up one after another, but none of them passed.

Even though Chen Fan knew that the assessment of the Martial Academy was difficult, he did not expect such an exaggeration.

It was not until the second round of people went up that an eighteen-year-old boy passed.

"Two inches and three points, not bad, grade C, pass!"

These instructors are all powerful, and their thinking is fast. Looking at each person's age and assessment results, they can immediately calculate their grades.

Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes and said to Chen Fan:

"It's okay to say that Bing Ding has a much higher requirement for strength than Grade A and Grade B, especially Grade A. And the results of this round of assessment will also be counted towards the final round. Junior brother, you can test it later. Don't hold back!"

Chen Fan also has a lot of confidence in his own strength, nodded, and then asked: "Are there any higher grades above Grade A?"

When Chen Fan asked such a question, Zhang Fan paused for a moment, thinking that he, a genius junior, really went for a first-class rating, so he told him:

"Grade A is already the highest rating, but it is subdivided into upper, middle, and lower. It is already very difficult to reach the lower grades. The middle grades are extremely difficult, and it may not be possible to get one every year. As for the upper grades, it is even more difficult. It is even more difficult..."

"It is said that the establishment of this level is to keep the disciples modest. The strength measurement and assessment of martial arts schools in various places are consistent. However, since the establishment of martial arts schools in various places, few people have reached this level. As for whether anyone in Qingming martial arts school has reached it, I will not I no longer know……"

Chen Fan was also amazed when he heard the words.

At this time, a young man who heard the exchange between the two smiled and turned his head:

"In the history of Qingming Wuyuan, there is only one person who has reached the top rating of the force test level, and that was already twenty years ago. It is said that that person is a powerful blood body, a peerless genius, and he was born in less than five years. Became the sixth level of Martial Dao, and stepped into the Haori Building of the Martial Academy for another five years."

Entering the Haori Building means that he has become a master.

This person became a grandmaster ten years after entering the martial arts academy, which means that he was at most in his early thirties when he became a grandmaster, and may even be less than thirty!

He is a hard-to-find genius in Qinghe County, comparable to Li Linliu!