Chapter 222: Testing the Sword Qi and Signing Up Chen Mo rubbed his hands a little excitedly. The same talent looks completely different in Qin Ye's hands and in his hands. With his Four Hidden Symbols and the Black Iron Spiritual Vein he had just acquired, the sword energy he slashed out could reach a new level. He took a look at the remaining external elixirs and estimated that they would not be enough for another upgrade, and it would take time to absorb them slowly, so he didn't think about it anymore and ran out of the empty house with a knife in hand. But then he found himself facing a problem. Where to try? He took a look at the big villa with a garden and felt reluctant to just chop it down, so he decided to find a martial arts training ground to try. I found an old disciple on the roadside who I didn't know which class he was from and asked him for directions. He was very enthusiastic in helping me find the way. It was not until Chen Mo's back disappeared on the mountain path that the man said with some appreciation: "The new disciples nowadays are really hardworking. They came so early and started practicing as soon as they arrived." Following the instructions, Chen Mo jogged along the mountain road for a quarter of an hour and arrived at the lower part of the mountainside.
This is the main place for practicing martial arts in Qingfeng Mountain. There are still mountains all around, but where it is located is very flat. There are also some indoor venues around several martial arts training grounds that appear to have different functions. Based on his experience of visiting other martial arts academies, Chen Mo judged that those should be things that test certain individual abilities. He was not the kind of person who would shy away from strangers, so he ran into the field with a dagger in hand, wanting to find a target to chop at. He happened to see a few young disciples placing a few human-shaped targets there, and it looked like they were setting up some kind of testing venue. So Chen Mo ran over happily. "Hello, Senior Brother and Sister, can you lend me a target?" The disciples looked over, their eyes full of curiosity. "Use this one of ours?" The leading female disciple with pigtails said, "Who is your mentor? Why don't you practice in your own field?" Chen Mo replied: "I'm new here and don't have a mentor yet." "Oh! It turns out to be the new junior fellow apprentice!" The group of people suddenly became enthusiastic. "Whatever you want to be tested in, I'll take you to a professional place. Oh, by the way, my name is Yue Yue." The sister with pigtails smiled, and her eyes really looked like crescents when she squinted. Chen Mo said, "I just realized something new, and I want to find a target to try out my sword. I need something stronger." "Are you a swordsman? If you just want to test your sword skills, these targets can be used." Yue Yue said. A flat-headed guy next to him said helplessly: "Senior Sister Yue, he is new here, in the third realm, you should take him to the Slashing Hall, we can just set up the venue here." Judging from their expressions, others had the same idea. Yue Yue said, "What's there to worry about? Just use the one you used for registration. The Slashing Hall is far away, why bother running there? Don't you agree, Junior Brother?"
Chen Mo had no idea what she was talking about, and spread his hands: "I can do anything, the higher the intensity, the better." After all, he wanted to test what the spirit body needed. Yue Yue glanced at the others and said casually, "See! They have stated their requirements, so they must be met. Bring it up." Obviously, among these people, she is like a big sister, the type who has the final say. So the honey badger placed one of the human-shaped targets on the ground. The straightforward Yue Yue explained: "Junior brother, these are the targets used for the registration test of the martial arts college ranking competition. They are divided into different strengths." She patted the target in her hand, which was made of silver metal. The sound of the patting sounded very solid. Judging from the details, it was probably made of some kind of underworld material. "This piece for you was originally designed to test the killing power of the four realms, but you can just try to chop it with a knife. I will help you analyze the weak points." She raised her eyebrows. "Don't think that my brain is not working well, but I have reached the fifth realm and can help you analyze the problem." You seem to be too straightforward. Chen Mo thought, even his cousin wouldn't say that he was not smart when they met for the first time. He raised his hand and asked, "Wait, can you explain first what the Martial Academy Ranking Tournament is?" Flathead Brother explained perfunctorily: "Each martial arts academy sends five disciples with no more than three years of training to form a representative team, and then they participate in the competition together." He felt that this thing had nothing to do with a new disciple, so he was too lazy to explain it further. However, Chen Mo was very interested: "Not more than three years. Does that mean I can also participate?" The flat-headed brother coughed and said politely, "Well, think about it carefully. What does 'no more than three years' mean?" "What I mean is that I can participate too!" Chen Mo said confidently. Flathead scratched his head awkwardly: "No, Junior Brother, what I mean is that most of the participants are already three-year disciples. At most, there are two-year students who sign up. I have never seen anyone who has only been in the first year." Someone nearby chimed in, "And even if you sign up, you still have to go through a selection. Junior brother, you haven't practiced as much as the senior brothers and sisters. In addition to improving your realm, you also have to practice a complete set of exercises. It's impossible for you to win over the senior brothers and sisters." Chen Mo didn’t care whether he won or not. He had tasted the sweetness of the guaranteed prize and just wanted to quickly get the prize pool to level 10. Maybe then he could draw a divine body. So he asked, "If I participate in this competition and rank well, there will definitely be rewards from the hospital, right?" "Of course, otherwise who would participate?" Flathead brother suggested, "But Junior Brother, you have just registered for admission, so you should consider your training first. You can join the next session." Chen Mo nodded solemnly, then ignored the suggestion: "Then I want to sign up." Why are you nodding your head if you don’t listen to me! The blue veins on the honey badger's forehead were throbbing. At this time, Yue Yue said, "Okay." But she didn't beat around the bush like others, and continued, "The prerequisite is that you have to meet the minimum registration requirements." The reason for her straightforward character is that she only cares about the essence of things.
If you meet the registration requirements, then just register. After registration, you will have to take the screening test, then take it. As long as you pass all the levels, you can join the college team. Why bother talking too much? Chen Mo asked: "What is the minimum requirement?" Yue Yue pointed at the silver target that was just picked out and said, "This round we are recruiting breakthrough experts. The most important thing is killing power. As long as you can cut it off, you will be eligible to register." The flat-headed brother finally stopped talking. It turns out that it is simplest to just look at the facts. Chen Mo nodded and drew out his knife: "Are there any requirements for the chopping posture?" Everyone laughed: "No, just cut it off." They did not expect this, as a normal third-level practitioner would at most leave a scratch on it. So Chen Mo raised his hand and drew his sword. A large amount of true energy emerged from the qi sea and then flowed through his body. The effects of the black iron spirit vein and the shock spirit body were activated at the same time, and he slashed out with the method of a leaf-piercing knife. hum! The color of the sword energy turned from green to darker, as if it had been tempered by a blacksmith, carrying a simple yet heavy aura. choke! A deep scar appeared on the silver target. Click! The upper part of the target bent down, and finally broke due to the weight. "It feels good." Chen Mo shook his hands and muttered, "It's just that the consumption of true energy is a bit high." (End of this chapter)