387: The third test of the Holy Martial Arts, record! Break the record! Break the record again!

Entrance

Not far from the beach, there is a man-made gate at the foot of a small hill, two vigorous and powerful ink-black characters carved directly above the gate.

Qin Fen found that his companions' eyes showed unexpected praise. This place is indeed the location of the Holy Martial Arts Hall. Even the two "entrances" written above this artificial gate have a faint sense of martial arts. I think the person who wrote these two words is probably already a martial arts master level figure.

When everyone walked into the cave, they heard the rumbling sound of the cave door behind them, and it closed in a blink of an eye.

The cave, which was still shining with sunlight just now, suddenly fell into the darkness where I couldn't see my fingers.

Without light, without sound, everything is so quiet.

"The second test of the third test of the Holy Martial Arts is the martial arts sense in the darkness. In the passage ahead of you, both the ground and the wall, there are mechanisms hidden. If you cannot walk out of the passage safely, you will lose your qualifications."

A series of sounds sounded around the cave wall at the same time, and every young warrior could hear them clearly.

Qin Fen saw Xue Tian beside him with a faint smile on his face. The test of the Holy Martial Arts Hall was really comprehensive. It not only tests people's balance and speed, but also tests the eyesight of the warriors.

Ordinary people generally need a lux brightness of 60 to have a normal visual system. After constant training, warriors do not need such a strong lux when their true energy gathers on their eyes, and they can also see things clearly.

The purity of true aura often determines how much lux is needed to see things clearly.

The door behind him seemed to be closed tightly, but in fact, it still left enough light to bet, zero point zero two or three lux.

This number is nothing different from total darkness for ordinary people, but it is enough for warriors!

In the dark passage, the boy in white stepped out like lightning. His white practice suit was relatively loose, and suddenly jumped up in this windless cave passage. The corners of his sleeves rubbed against the air, making a series of snap sounds, as if a horse whip was whipping frequently in the air.

In this almost dark passage, the young man in white was moving forward without any hesitation. He was dodging and moving just like a white-haired monkey. He only heard the sound of foot pedaling on the ground in the cave several times, and the person had already left.

Morad Chik snorted coldly at the tip of his nose, and the quiet passage sounded like a roar of a cow. While the true energy was wandering all over his body, his eyes flashed with light, as if suddenly there were searchlights in the cave. Even ordinary people could see the surrounding arrangements clearly at this moment.

Less than ten meters ahead, there are plum blossom piles nearly twenty meters long. Each pile is only the thickness of a thumb. If you can't guess the plum blossom pile falls, it will fall into a deep pit that is fifteen meters long. Although you won't be killed, you will lose all your face and no one will have the nerve to continue moving forward.

After the plum blossom stake, there is a big pit of thirteen or fourteen meters. If you cannot fly over, you will lose the qualification if you fall in it.

There are hundreds of iron rods as thick as arms on the wall in the passage behind the big pit. I think when people pass there, many people will suddenly stretch out and be hit. I'm afraid it will be a very troublesome thing.

Further down, a red cross sign was posted on the wall: Hospital.

Obviously, it is specially prepared for warriors who cannot pass the third level and are beaten by iron sticks and are injured all over their bodies.

Morad Chik's eyes flashed, and he flew straight out with a red spear in his hand, and his speed was much faster than that of the boy in white.

hiss……

The boy in white sucked a breath of cold air between his teeth. The warrior pushed his true energy between his eyes. Under normal circumstances, it could indeed flash a terrifying light, but it was often just a kind of energy and spirit that made people hallucinate, not really shining.

What is this person's origin? The young man in white looked at Morad Chik beside him. The dress of the West Asians was so powerful? Haven't you ever heard of such an outstanding person in West Asian? Two of them died in the so-called West Asian heroes. The strength of the last one, according to calculations, is amazing, that is, the eight-star warrior, this person's strength just now...

"How come this Morad is as sharp as the spear in his hand now?"

Yang Lie shook his head and stumbled on his toes. Qixing's strength never improved, and his clothes did not rub against the air, making any sound. In the eyes of the boy in white, he felt like an oriental dragon, wandering leisurely in the clouds.

The speed was not fast, but full of self-confidence. Yang Lie fell to the ground and smiled and looked back at Caesar who was rushing towards him.

Seven Stars? The boy in white stared at Yang Lie curiously. This man did only use the strength of Seven Stars just now, but his skills at the end were full of randomness. He seemed to be more relaxed and more relaxed than the eight-star warrior. No seven-star warrior should have been in such a place.

"It's interesting!"

In the surveillance room deep in the cave, a middle-aged warrior held a cup of elegant tea in his hand with a little appreciation: "The quality of this group of newcomers is much better than the ones that came one after another a few days ago. It seems that they have a brief understanding of martial arts."

"Truth is high, why are you so happy?" The door of the surveillance room opened, Bai Sheng was wearing a white silk training suit, and walked to Gao Yan's side with a light step: "Huh? A newcomer is here?"

"Yes." Gao Chen looked up at Bai Sheng: "Are you interested in taking a gamble?"

"This is..." Bai Sheng's surprised face was soon filled with happiness and joy. This is Qin Fen! That's right! Qin Fen, the monster in the recruit competition!

Qin Fen finally came! Bai Sheng clenched his fists unknowingly. Since returning to the Holy Martial Arts Hall, he has been waiting for Qin Fen every day for the first two months, waiting for Qin Fen's arrival.

However, after a short period of half a year passed, Qin Fen never appeared in the Shengwu Hall.

Bai Sheng even wondered if Qin Fen hadn't come to the Holy Martial Arts Hall? That young warrior always gave people an indescribable favor, as if he could make himself a talent even if he didn't come to the Holy Martial Arts Hall.

"Xiaobai, do you want to bet?" Gao Yan's eyes quickly glanced at Bai Sheng: "Why do you seem very excited?"

"Ah?" Bai Sheng temporarily broke free from his excitement: "What are you betting? What are the bets?"

"Old rules!" Gao Chen tapped on another screen that had not appeared yet: "The third level, can they pass, and how long does it take to pass? The loser will help the other party watch the monitor here for a month."

"Okay, why not bet more?" Bai Sheng pointed at another screen without anyone: "Isn't there a self-selected assessment level here? How about bet on this? I bet someone can have a paper clock. If no one can complete it, I will watch the monitor for you for a year."

"Paper clock level? Can anyone complete it?" Gao Yan, half-lying on the chair, sat up straight, his eyes full of strange meaning, and looked at Bai Sheng repeatedly: "Xiaobai, you won't go crazy, are you? This level is a project for those martial artists who have been here a year later. Who can pass it is qualified to advance to a deeper place and see the way of martial arts."

"What?" Bai Sheng raised his hand and touched his chin, his eyes filled with smiles: "Don't you dare to gamble?"

"Hahaha……"

Gao Chen sat on the chair, smiling so hard that he leaned back and forth, slapped the armrests of the chair with his palms: "Xiaobai, have you forgotten what my nickname is? Truth is high! Truth is high! I have never missed it."

Bai Sheng leisurely pulled over a chair and sat on it with his legs crossed his legs: "If you didn't miss it, you won't be in the surveillance room here."

Gao Yan's face suddenly became completely stiff, and his right arm raised his head and waved it repeatedly: "That's what I'm fooled! That boy Shi Tou has actually reached the level of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state of being in a state

Bai Sheng smiled and put his legs on the monitor. This high resentment was because he was too conceited and thought that he was right in everything, so he was fooled by Shitou Wang Xiaolei.

"Xiaobai, since you sincerely want to help me watch the computer room here for a year, then there is no reason why I won't bet with you." Gao Chen did a few chest expansion exercises: "Tell me, what do you want if I lose? Although I can't lose, I'll just talk about your requirements."

"I want something for you." Bai Sheng raised his index finger: "Your practice notes."

"you……"

Bai Sheng's eyes flashed with suspicion. It was the third time today that he looked at Bai Sheng with a strange look: "Your martial arts path is different from mine, and even if you take it, it may not be too helpful, right? Why..."

"This is not what you need to know." Bai Sheng swung his index finger, and his eyes floated gently to Qin Fen: "I just asked if you dare to gamble."

"Okay! What's the point of not daring me! I don't believe it in the world! In addition to that freak, there is also someone who can complete the assessment without entering the Holy Martial Arts Hall to practice!" Gao Chen slapped his chest and shouted loudly: "I've bet!"

"I bet on this man." Bai Sheng pointed to Qin Fen on the screen: "This man stayed in the next level for the longest time, and he could complete the assessment of that special level."

"This person?" Gao Chen raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose twice: "Is there anything special? I can't tell through the display."

After two turns, an iron door slowly opened, Qin Fen and others walked into a room of 30 square meters.

At the end of the room, there is a small door.

"The third test of Shengwu, the third test: only one person can enter each time, who will be the first to go?"

The boy in white shook his shoulders, and he appeared in front of the door like a white ape, and walked into it with his feet.

This is... The boy in white walked into the room and looked at the huge word "Wu" on the wall. It was obviously written by someone on it with his palm.

The moment he saw the word "Wu], the boy in white was stunned, and he stared blankly at the word "Wu" on the wall, his mind was filled with martial arts learned in the past, and his moves flowed in his brain like a movie. Many things that had not been paid attention to in the past suddenly became extremely clear at this moment.

Once, the master told something that the professor could not fully understand, and at this moment he began to gradually understand.

One second, two seconds...sixty seconds...seventy seconds...seventy seconds...

The boy in white shivered and withdrew from that strange state. Baisi's practice clothes had already been wet at some point. He looked up at the martial arts again curiously, but he did not have the strange feeling he had before.

"Pass the third exam...passed..."

The door opened, and the boy in white retreated back to the small hall thirty meters.

Gao Jiang grinned: "It's amazing! Thirty-five seconds is a qualified result. This kid stayed in it for 72 seconds! It has good potential, really good!"

Bai Sheng nodded slightly. The word "Martial Arts" was left on the wall by Song Wendong. Any warrior who saw this word "Martial Arts" and who still had good potential, could fall into it and be led by the word "Martial Arts" to advance a distance in martial arts.

Guide! Ordinary warriors can only teach their disciples by word of mouth or by word, and when they enter the realm of martial arts masters or martial arts masters, or even to the realm of martial arts masters like Qilin Song Wendong, writing a word can kill people and destroy other people's martial arts foundation, and it can also benefit a lot from it!

Killing people will teach people a moment of thought! This is the strength of the great master of martial arts!

"Huh?" Gao Chen looked at the second Morad Chek who entered the room in surprise: "What's the origin of this kid? It's been two minutes!"

...

Bai Sheng raised his eyebrows, Morad Chik, one of the three heroes of West Asia in the recruit competition. When did this young man have such a deep martial arts foundation? He was still inspiring himself for two minutes? According to his improvement in his strength, eighty-five seconds should be a miracle among miracles for him!

"It's been three minutes..." Gao Chen swallowed his saliva, and his Adam's apple slid up and down. This time record can already be ranked among the top 3,000 since the establishment of the Holy Martial Arts Hall.

The warrior at the peak of the Nine Stars and has a deep foundation, perhaps it will be possible to reach three minutes! Gao Chen stared at Morad Chik in a daze. Has this kid reached the peak of the Nine Stars? The notice he carried, after scanning by the electronic eye, indicated that he was less than nineteen years old!

A nine-star peak warrior who was less than nineteen years old? Gao Chen shook his head hard. At the Shengwu Hall, a gathering place for federal warrior geniuses, this performance is almost the best seedling!

If it weren't for that monster... Gao Jiang sighed. If it weren't for that monster boy, this young man might have become the key training in the key training! What a pity...

"Four minutes..." Bai Sheng reported the numbers expressionlessly, his eyes also shone a little straight. What kind of adventure did Morad Chik get? Not only did his strength improve by leaps and bounds, but his foundation also became so deep?

Tick... Tick...

Time passed by minute by minute, Gao Sheng and Bai Sheng gradually changed from a little surprise to shock, unparalleled shock! This kid has been staying for fifteen minutes! The second strongest record in the assessment of the newcomer in the Shengwu Hall!

"He..." Gao Yan's neck seemed to be embedded with steel bars. He turned his neck stiffly and looked at Bai Sheng: "This kid... is he really born with blood rebirth?"

Bai Sheng also had the same cold sweat as Gao Chen on his forehead. This state was obviously complete with blood exchange and rebirth.

The true innate rebirth of blood exchange and rebirth is not too amazing for the warriors in the Holy Martial Arts Hall. But a young warrior who is less than nineteen years old has completed the true innate rebirth of blood exchange and rebirth of true innate, which is completely another concept.

"I guess... he is still a ten-star warrior..."

Bai Sheng's guess was immediately nodded by Gao Ju. Even a warrior who was reborn in the blood, could not reach this level in theory!

Nineteen minutes! Morad Cycl raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He gently moved every muscle in his body.
To be continued...