Parallel World: Dungeons Galore

At the moment Chen An shot, the frequency of blows in the stadium suddenly increased several times.

The two candidates next to Chen An are driving like this: Pa~~ Papa~~ Papa~~ Paa~~ Papa

But when Chen An made his move, it was different. He was like this: clap clap clap clap ~

The two candidates who were taking the test next to them slipped on their hands, almost breaking their way.

Fortunately, both of them are human-shaped pile drivers. The number of ways and essentials of piling have been integrated into the muscles. Even if the brain goes wrong, they can continue to drive piling by instinct.

However, the system on Chen'an's side still popped a prompt.

[Your piling frequency disrupts the natural frequency of the humanoid pile driver Hou Tianmeng, and you affect the normal piling of the humanoid pile driver Hou Tianmeng. His internal qi is not smooth and his mind is disordered, and his current qi and blood are -50]

【Your piling frequency...】

[Your piling performance attracted the attention of Tao Leshan, a martial arts apprentice...]

[Your piling performance attracted the attention of Yang Gaofeng, a martial arts apprentice...]

[Congratulations on your achievement: the audience is watching]

[The audience's attention: As long as you are not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed. No matter what method you use, you will become the most beautiful boy on the field. I look forward to the day when you will be highly regarded]

[Congratulations on getting achievement points: 5]

Chen An, who was focusing on piling, just glanced at it and ignored it.

In these two minutes, he must fully reveal his piling skills to the referee above, and one more look at the system may make him fall short.

"Clap clap clap clap ~"

Morning An's irritable piling continued.

Yang Gaofeng and Chen Shilu, who were watching the exam not far away, glanced at each other in unison.

"It seems that this kid is indeed not a member of a martial arts family." Yang Gaofeng said.

Chen Shilu nodded when she heard the words: "If you drive like this, your father will definitely give Yang all your ashes."

"Hehe...hehe, a good metaphor."

......

In the stands, the four special referees were also observing Chen An's piling.

"This little doll has great strength and is very fast, but it's a bit messy." An old man with a crane-haired face in a Tang suit said with a smile.

"Looking at his posture, he should only have practiced simple punches and kicks, and he hasn't changed his moves after so long." Another old man with eyes next to him agreed.

"But then again, this kid's talent is really good. I heard that his other sports have basically reached the level of a first-level athlete. It's too difficult to be all-round these days." Another thin old man said.

"Old Chen, what do you think?" The old man in Tang suit looked at the last bald old man.

The bald old man narrowed his eyes, just glanced at Chen An and said lightly, "It's too big."

"Old Chen, if you say two more words, you will die. This kid is not too big at 18, right?" said the old man with glasses.

The bald old man named Lao Chen glanced at the old man with glasses: "You want you to come on."

"Boring guy, let's rate it."

"This kid is qualified in both strength and speed, but his skills are a bit poor. Give it 6 points as a pass."

"6 points are about the same, I also give 6 points."

"I think this kid is very good, I give 7 points."

"5 points." The bald old Chen said lightly.

Soon, two minutes passed.

In the past two minutes, Chen An kept attacking the stakes at a very high frequency, making those humanoid pile drivers who watched the battle look ashamed.

The animals are stronger in round piling.

After the exam, the invigilator quickly got the piling scores of three candidates from the four special referees.

"Examinee No. 16, scored 29!"

"Examinee No. 17, scored 28!"

"Examinee No. 18, score 24!"

24 As soon as the score came out, Chen An was immediately stunned.

Why is he the lowest score?

Shouldn't it be, isn't the piling test whose output is stronger?

You have already worked so hard to output, isn't it better than the two soft guys next to you?

Chen An wanted to stand up and say that Lao Tzu was not satisfied, but Han Ya in the stands motioned him to retire.

Han Ya's appearance is to approve this score?

Isn't piling really harder than anyone else?

For this reason, Morning An was lost in thought.

......

After Chen An left, other candidates went up one after another to show their piling skills, and Chen An kept watching.

He found that those with more fluid moves, stronger punches and faster speed always scored higher.

Martial arts apprentices such as Yang Gaofeng, each of their scores are above 36 points, on average almost every referee has scored more than 9 points!

The full score is only 10 points!

When I got here, Chen An finally understood why her score was so low.

However, after all, Zhuang Gong is only a basic demonstration, and its score accounts for only 30%. The real major is still in actual combat.

Morning An looked at his system panel, and there was still 1 point of potential value that had not been added.

After thinking about the possibility of encountering the insidious guy Zhou Zhilong in actual combat later, Chen An decided to add the potential value to his physique.

Anyway, the more blood there is, the more room for manipulation!

After a little bit of physique, Chen An's qi and blood value has reached 100 points.

Even if Zhou Zhilong is the boss, he should not be able to beat this amount of blood at will, not to mention Chen An and the blood bottle in the mall can cheat!

The piling test went very fast, and all the 45 candidates who were present in just one hour have finished the test.

"The next thing to do is the second round of the actual combat test. Your test number is still the same as the previous one. The candidates who are registered with the number need to come up and have a practical experience with one of the three actual combat judges."

"Next, player No. 1 is invited to play."

Following the invigilator's words, Candidate No. 1 walked out nervously.

Morning An saw that one of the three actual referees came up!

If the actual referee takes turns on the court, the chances of him encountering that guy Zhou Zhilong are even higher!

Thinking, Chen An glanced in Zhou Zhilong's direction, but he didn't want Zhou Zhilong to look at Chen An as well. The eyes of the two met, and Zhou Zhilong showed a kind smile.

【warn! warn! Martial arts master Zhou Zhilong has locked you in position, you will meet him in the next assessment, please prepare as soon as possible. 】

Good morning:  …

At this time, the invigilator in the field was still explaining the actual combat rules to everyone.

"In the next assessment, each of you will have 3 minutes to make a full shot at the actual referee. The actual referee will decide whether to counterattack or defend based on your ability."

"Remember, you must not attack the vital parts under any circumstances. Once you are found to maliciously attack the vital points, you will be disqualified from the exam!"

"If it is confirmed that there is no problem, then the actual martial arts test will officially begin!"

"No. 1 candidate, please come forward!"

Following the invigilator's words, Candidate No. 1 quickly walked up to the actual referee.

Looking at the physique of the first actual referee with exploding muscles, all the candidates present were sweating for the No. 1 player.