"He has the ability to control the wind!" Lu Shouhu said with a smile.

"No wonder!"

The crowd was talking.

"So that's it!" Wang Lie listened to him and felt a little relieved.

With the ability to control wind, it can greatly reduce wind resistance and the influence of upward airflow when running, and the speed can naturally break through the limit and continue to increase.

However, this is only useful for escaping and can not improve much effect during combat.

There are many people with talent and ability, and most of them are just tricks to fool people on earth.

The true combat power also depends on the martial artist's own body and sword in his hand.

He whispered in his heart.

...

The next test is to test the response ability.

The invigilator asked Chen Shouyi to stand in front of a huge machine full of holes. The holes were separated from the holes very wide, with each hole being about one meter apart. The hole on the left and the hole on the right were five meters apart, and the number of holes was ten.

"Mr. Chen, this machine will shoot rubber bullets later. The shooting speed is the same as that of ordinary pistol bullets. The assessment requirements are to block as many bullets as possible within half a minute!" The invigilator said politely.

"I understand!" The rules became clear and clear, Chen Shouyi nodded and said.

Soon, he stood ten meters away.

With a sound, the bullet began to shoot out.

The frequency is not high at the beginning, and only one is emitted per second, but the injection position is different.

Chen Shouyi took a quick step and used his sword to pick him away.

But gradually the speed became faster and faster, from one second to two seconds, four seconds... After ten seconds, it had become five seconds, and his figure was in the eyes of ordinary people, and gradually turned into a afterimage.

Twenty seconds later, the bullets have become ten in one second.

His figure was like a ghost, moving in a vague way, and the bullets were blocked, picked up, or cut off by a sword, and they were taken one by one.

At this time, Chen Shouyi began to feel quite struggling. The bullet speed was not fast, so he could react, but the range was really large.

Sometimes the two bullets in front and back are five meters apart. As soon as a sword cuts the bullet in half, the body must return suddenly. If you step a little slower, the bullet will miss it.

Of course, he can also use his will to stop the bullets.

However, this is cheating.

Chen Shouyi completely disdained him.

Finally, the first bullet missed. As the rate of fire continued to accelerate, the number of bullets leaked more and more. When the thirty seconds ended, he stopped, panting like a cow, sweating all over, and steaming!

The martial arts notary immediately ran to the baffle a hundred meters away and began to count the leaked bullets.

The results will be announced soon:

“25 pieces!”

There was another buzz among the martial arts group!

"Is this result good or bad?" Zhang Miaomiao was confused and asked Zhu Xueqing next to her.

Bai Xiaoling also read it after hearing this.

"Of course it's good. As long as you miss no more than 150, you will be the qualified line of the martial artist. If you miss twenty-five, you will be almost as powerful as a peak martial artist!" Zhu Xueqing said with a smile.

This test can most intuitively see the comprehensive strength of a martial artist.

The Martial Arts Assessment Center is unlike other low-level assessment centers. It is open to martial arts. As long as any martial arts master is interested, he can come and test his own strength at any time.

Among all the martial artists in the capital, if they can surpass this score, there are five peak martial artists, including Ye Zong.

Zhang Miaomiao and Bai Xiaoling were relieved when they heard this.

Wang Liexin, not far away, also slowly let go and began to chat with Lao Hu next to him: "Now young people are getting more and more powerful, much better than you!"

"Why do I get involved with me? I'm just a gangster. I have no ambitions anymore." Lao Hu sneered, "I think you are jealous. People have this luck and courage. Even if I meet a seriously injured demigod, I probably wouldn't dare to come forward!"

"I'm jealous, what's there to be jealous of me?" Wang Lie snorted.

...

Soon on the field, the bow test began again.

The two immediately turned their eyes forward again.

Since Chen Shouyi did not bring a bow and arrow, the assessment field provided the same number of battle bows.

After he got used to it for ten minutes, the assessment began.

...

Chen Shouyi stood in front of the line and looked at the row of ten targets that were only the size of a football more than a hundred meters away in front.

He finally couldn't help but ask the invigilator:

"Is this a 150-meter target?"

He always relies on his intuition to shoot arrows. It's okay within a hundred meters, but there is no accuracy at all.

"Yes, Mr. Chen, the Martial Arts Arrow Track Assessment Requirements are 150 meters of targets, and the next high-speed moving target!" The invigilator said politely, then seemed to see something, and asked carefully: "Why do you practice for a while and get used to the battle bow?"

What else to adapt to?

He had already controlled every muscle in his body and the battle bow was calibrated, not much different from his own. After practicing for the previous ten minutes, he had already adapted to the battle bow.

"Forget it, let's start!"

I hope luck is on my side today!

Chen Shouyi drew an arrow, took a deep breath, and pulled the bow and shot it out.

"boom!"

The next moment, the target exploded a big hole between the third and second rings.

There was a commotion in the distance and began to whisper.

Every martial artist starts from a martial artist apprentice, to a warrior, to a great warrior, to a martial artist, and to a martial artist. The time for practicing arrows is as short as seven or eight years, or as long as more than ten years, and has been extremely proficient in practice.

Especially for fixed targets in this kind of room, not only ten rings per arrow, but they rarely shoot such a low number of rings.

Chen Shouyi had no expression on his face and continued to draw the bow.

Boom boom boom boom...

When the result was about to be announced, the martial arts notary wanted to speak but stopped, as if he had eaten shit, and finally said loudly.

"28 rings, unqualified!"

One of the arrows was embarrassingly off the target.

Chen Shouyi's face turned black.

I had known that I should have found an experienced teacher, and from the very basics, I practiced step by step, instead of pulling out the seedlings to help grow. Based on my feelings, Xia Ji was so arrogant, I thought it was really a killer!

...

"I'm still too young. I guess I haven't practiced bows and arrows much. If I calm down and practiced for a year or two, I'll probably pass it!" Wang Lie couldn't help but grin, watching the other party make a fool of himself, even the morning stuffy breath disappeared, and he felt refreshed.

"It's indeed a bit bad. The degree of bias is too serious, and it doesn't match the strength." Lao Hu said truthfully: "I haven't seen that martial artist. The number of rings he shot is so low, even a big warrior can do better!"

Bai Xiaoling listened to the conversation not far away, her fists clenched, and her face turned blue with anger!

The martial arts in the capital are too much!

Too rude!

Even a novice like her, she knows that General Manager Chen’s performance is a bit poor.

But do you know how hard and diligent Mr. Chen is?

She was impulsive in her heart, and she didn't care about her fear of the martial artists, and shouted at the two martial artists:

"Mr. Chen just came to Beijing yesterday and took the train for two days. I'll come to test today. It's unfair to him. Isn't it normal to miss it? Don't say anything if you two don't know anything!"

Wang Lie and Lao Hu looked at each other in a slight embarrassment when they were said, but they didn't expect to meet each other's female fan.

Lao Hu couldn't help but want to refute, and Wang Lie next to him hurriedly pulled his sleeve when he saw the opportunity.

With his 20 years of rich life experience in fighting wits and courage with his wife, he never quarrels with women. Not only does he not win, he will also make himself embarrassed and cannot be beaten to death. The best way at this time is to shut up.

Lao Hu was pulled a little and woke up, and couldn't help but feel scared.

The two of them quickly squeezed out a hint of embarrassing and polite smile, and soon hid in the corner of the crowd.

He let out a long breath.

Looking at Chen Shouyi again, the two of them carefully noticed the handsome appearance of each other.

"Damn it, you should be damned!"

"What's the use of a martial artist who is so handsome?"
To be continued...