15: The test begins!
Xu Mengyao was wondering whether to go up and greet Xia Lin and introduce herself.
Then she saw Li Ziyu, who was sitting not far from Xia Lin, and her brows immediately furrowed:
“How come I run into him everywhere?”
Disgust and disdain flashed in Xu Mengyao’s eyes.
She ran into Li Ziyu last time when she was doing a blood energy test at Hong Su Martial Arts Hall, and now that she was here for Martial Artist certification, Li Ziyu was here again.
The situation was very clear, obvious at a glance!
Li Ziyu must have followed her!
It was intentional!
Thinking this, Xu Mengyao became even more annoyed.
She walked directly up to Li Ziyu without hesitation, hands on her hips, looking down at him coldly:
“Li Ziyu! You’ve gone too far!”
“Didn’t I say I already broke up with you! Why are you still pestering me and refusing to let go!?”
“I ran into you at Hong Su Martial Arts Hall last time, and this time I’m with Bai Shao for Martial Artist certification, and I still run into you. You deliberately followed me, didn’t you!?”
“I already said we’re not from the same world, why are you so naive!?”
“Don’t you look at yourself, a good-for-nothing whose blood energy test didn’t even reach 0.8, do you think there’s any possibility between us?”
“For the sake of being classmates, I’m warning you one last time, don’t pester me anymore!!”
“Now! Immediately! Disappear from my sight!!!”
Xu Mengyao’s voice was cold, and her expression was disgusted as she loudly reprimanded Li Ziyu.
Her voice, full of disgust, echoed in the testing hall.
She felt she had truly reached her limit of patience.
Last time at the Martial Arts Hall test, Li Ziyu could be said to be there for the same test, a coincidence.
But now, at the First Grade Warrior certification, Li Ziyu surely wouldn't say he was also here to certify as a First Grade Warrior, would he?
Is that even possible?
“Scram.”
Li Ziyu coldly glanced at Xu Mengyao, not bothering to pay her much mind, only spitting out a single word.
He was also a bit speechless; this Xu Mengyao was truly a lingering ghost, he could run into her anywhere.
If it weren't for so many people watching, Li Ziyu really wanted to slap Xu Mengyao away.
What kind of person is this!
Truly an overconfident woman!
“You!”
Xu Mengyao’s face immediately flushed red, her chest heaving violently, preparing to lose her temper.
However, at this moment.
Outside the main door, several people dressed in Martial Arts Association uniforms walked in.
After seeing Xu Mengyao and Li Ziyu, they asked around a bit and instantly understood the situation on the scene.
One of them, a middle-aged man in a white combat uniform with a beard on his chin, frowned and immediately spoke to Xu Mengyao with a cold reprimand:
“Are you here for Martial Artist certification?”
“If not, get up immediately and don’t interfere with our normal testing!”
Xu Mengyao was stunned, her pretty face turned even redder, and she was about to lose her temper.
However, when she clearly saw the shiny bronze medal on the middle-aged man’s chest, she immediately backed down.
This bronze medal was uniformly issued by the Martial Arts Association, representing the identity of a Martial Artist.
Bronze meant First Grade Warrior.
This middle-aged man was a First Grade Warrior.
Although she was about to take the Martial Exam and was considered half a Martial Artist.
There was still a difference between being half a Martial Artist and an official Martial Artist.
If an ordinary person provoked an official Martial Artist, they would have nowhere to complain if they were beaten.
Xu Mengyao glared fiercely at Li Ziyu and scurried back to the corner.
“Hmph! You think you can attract my attention by passing the First Grade Warrior certification? I can only say that your idea is truly foolish. I’d like to see how you make a fool of yourself later!”
After retreating to Bai Haoran’s side, Xu Mengyao put on a pitiful expression, looking wronged.
Bai Haoran’s expression was stern, and he gave Li Ziyu a cold glance, then turned to comfort Xu Mengyao:
“Don’t worry, you’ve suffered enough from Li Ziyu. After I finish my test, I’ll help you get even!”
“In school, challenges are allowed!”
…
Xu Mengyao was just a small interlude; Li Ziyu no longer paid attention to her and turned his focus to the center of the stage.
At this time, the middle-aged man in a white combat uniform with a beard was explaining the testing rules.
It was similar to when Li Ziyu was at the Hong Su Martial Arts Hall; both started with a blood energy test.
Then, a combat power test against a target.
If blood energy reached 1.5 and combat power reached 180, one could become a First Grade Junior Martial Artist recognized by the Martial Arts Association.
First Grade Warriors would be awarded a bronze medal and could receive a monthly subsidy of five thousand yuan from the Martial Arts Association.
It was said that above the bronze medal, there were also silver, gold, and diamond medals.
These corresponded to First Grade Warrior, Second-Level Martial Artist, Third-Level Martial Artist, and Grade 4 Martial Artist, respectively.
The allowances for each level were also different, determined by the Martial Artist’s strength.
As for what medals were above that, Li Ziyu was not clear.
Some things were inaccessible until one reached that level.
As Li Ziyu was thinking, the on-site test began immediately.
“Su Nantian, blood energy value 1.53.”
The first to step onto the stage was a short-haired young man who looked to be in his mid-twenties.
Lying on the blood energy testing device, the middle-aged Martial Arts Association staff member called out a number.
“Great! I’ve been certified three times, and this time my blood energy finally met the standard! I have hope of successful certification this time!!”
Hearing this number, the short-haired young man instantly breathed a sigh of relief, clenching his fists with uncontrollable joy on his face.
Next was the combat power test.
The short-haired young man walked to the combat power testing target, took a deep breath, and his expression was solemn.
Then, he drew the long knife from his waist and slashed fiercely at the target.
Li Ziyu’s gaze followed the trajectory of the young man’s Knife Skill.
Only to see a number representing the young man’s combat power displayed in the center of the combat power testing target.
“169.”
The test staff member reported a value expressionlessly.
The young man was stunned when he heard this number, then looked up at the testing target. When he saw the value clearly, his expression immediately became extremely ugly.
“Damn! Just a little bit off again!”
“You have three test opportunities. Do you want to test twice more?”
The staff member said expressionlessly.
The short-haired young man paused, waved his hand, and replied in low spirits:
“Forget it, I haven’t cultivated body tempering techniques, and my Knife Skill is also beginner-level.”
“Even if I continue testing, the combat power fluctuation will probably be similar to now. I’ll wait until I go back and cultivate my Knife Skill to an intermediate level before coming again.”
After speaking, the short-haired young man did not leave the testing ground directly but found a seat and sat down to watch others’ tests.
After failing the test, his expression relaxed. Seeing Li Ziyu look at him, he even grinned back at Li Ziyu.
“Good mindset.”
Li Ziyu nodded in response, while secretly pondering.
It seemed that while blood energy was crucial, simply accumulating blood energy without keeping up with martial arts and body tempering techniques had little meaning.
Just like that short-haired young man just now.
His blood energy value was 1.53, but because he hadn’t cultivated body tempering techniques and his martial arts were only beginner level, his combat power wasn’t high, only about ten percent higher than the normal standard.
If it were someone with the same blood energy value of 1.53, but possessing intermediate, or even advanced martial arts, or Battle Skills, their combat power would absolutely crush him.
“It seems that simply increasing blood energy isn’t enough; simultaneous improvement of attack speed and defense is the true path!”
While Li Ziyu was pondering, several more rounds of testing took place in the arena.
But without exception, all of them had met the blood energy standard, but their combat power was a bit lacking.
Li Ziyu understood this point, as blood energy could be improved by consuming rare treasures or blood energy-enhancing medicines.
But martial arts could only be improved through personal, solid training, or talent.
The difficulty of cultivation was many times harder than simply increasing blood energy.
Just then.
In the arena, the voice of the Martial Arts Association staff member suddenly came, revealing a hint of surprise:
“Wang Donglang, blood energy value 3.1!”
“Combat power, 360!”