Urban God-level Selection System

Elena interrupted him, "That's it for today."

She picked up the broken sword on the ground and left, walked to the distance and looked back slightly, the last few rays of the setting sun just sprinkled on her side face, coating this cold layer with a mysterious gold.

"You have made great progress. In the future, basic training will decrease and actual combat training will increase."

Her figure disappeared in the sunset, and the sunset also disappeared.

Zhang Wanlin watched for so long before taking the steps to return to the dormitory.

Zhang Wanlin looked not only scarred, but also depressed.

Carlo knew that he had lost again.

It's just strange that losing is just commonplace for him, how can he fall to such a depressed state.

"It's normal that you can't beat her. I said, you just have the possibility of winning, not necessarily."

Zhang Wanlin glanced at her, then lowered his head.

"I won."

Carlo suspected that his ears had misheard for a while, how lost after winning?

"You really won?"

"Ok."

"Then you still have this expression."

"It's just..." Zhang Wanlin didn't know if he should say it, so how could he say it?

Said to take advantage of the opportunity?

Finally, he sighed and held back the words.

He sat alone in the study and mourned.

After proficient in some basic principles of force, Carlo taught the breathing method.

This breathing is not a normal exhalation and one inhalation, but a deep inhalation, which voluntarily circulates the breath in the body so that it can fully flow through the veins and then exhale gently.

According to Carlo, if you want to increase the explosive power of a certain part of the body, then the breath mainly runs in that place.

Of course, it is still too far away for Zhang Wanlin, who still doesn't know the concept of this breath.

Zhang Wanlin tried to close his eyes to feel the breath in the body, but since inhaling it, the breath disappeared and disappeared in the body.

Carlo said that it is not disappearing, but you just can't feel it.

Zhang Wanlin never felt this breath during the following training.

Finally came the day of the Cavaliers' review.

In addition to the relevant examiners came that day, many students also came.

Most of these are the relatives and friends of the test students, Zhang Wanlin has only one, Elena.

If the other counts as well, then there is real valley.

Maiya came to see him with mildew.

He concluded that Zhang Wanlin would leave the college in a desperate manner and would not meet again since then, so he and Elena will have more opportunities in the future.

The assessment is divided into standard riding and shooting, sword skills, basic martial arts, basic strength, bow and arrow accuracy, and horse-riding ability. At the end, it is actual combat drills, which account for one-half of the score.

This series of competition events will last from morning to afternoon, and the interval between rest is not much. It is often exhausted when it comes to actual combat drills, so students are required to have extremely high endurance.

This is also the main reason why Zhang Wanlin failed to pass the assessment many times.

After the morning assessment, Zhang Wanlin went well, and he didn't even see the slightest exhaustion, which was very different than before.

This inevitably gave Maiya a bad premonition, but it did not shake his confidence.

The morning assessment is just the beginning.

After a short lunch break, Zhang Wanlin and Elena walked side by side in the boulevard, and the sun fell sparsely on them.

Zhang Wanlin hesitated and stopped several times, and finally gained confidence and said to Elena: "I'm really sorry that day."

"You still think about that."

Elena's tone seemed to say that this was just a trivial matter.

"I didn't mean it on purpose."

"Then you did it intentionally?"

"No, no, I just think that you were really charming at that time, and I couldn't help thinking..." Zhang Wanlin didn't say any more, and the two of them walked out of the woods silently, waiting for the examination room over there.

"Don't think too much, focus on the moment."

Elena said.

Zhang Wanlin nodded.

The sun in the afternoon toasted the earth, making the space distorted by the scorching heat.

No living creature wanted to be exposed to the sun, the birds hid in the shade of the trees, the ants plunged into the deep crypts, and even the cold water droplets on the ground were fleeting.

It's too hot, like a punishment from heaven.

Many off-court trainings in the academy were cancelled ahead of time, and the courses were changed. For a while, only the Cavaliers' assessment continued.

The knight assessment is an important symbol and glory of the Atlantic nation because it carries the historical foundation, and represents the sacred and solemnity. Therefore, it will never be cancelled before the necessary moment.

Correspondingly, the appearance of this kind of weather often reflects the knight's spirit of enduring hardship.

Elena frowned slightly at Zhang Wanlin on the court, while Zhen Gu sneered.

Who will persist in such weather?

Especially this herbal knight.

At this time, it is the knight's basic martial arts judgment.

The knights wore bright armor, shining brightly under the fiery red sun.

Because of their glare, it is difficult for the instructor to give an accurate evaluation of the subsequent drills.

Candidates need to practice on the field for half an hour to integrate martial arts from low to high, and the degree of cohesion of various movements has become a necessary reference option for the test score.

Because of the heavy armor, the candidates are tired and bored in the armor. It is not a false statement to say that it is torture.

An examinee crashed to the ground halfway through the exercise, and the armor hit the ground with a metallic noise.

The medical assistants who were already in place would rush up to lift the students down, and they had to resist the hot heat of the armor.

Finally it was Zhang Wanlin's turn.

His short body looked particularly majestic under the armor of his armor, but everyone knew that behind this majesty was how many lives he had endured.

With an order, Zhang Wanlin started martial arts on the court. Because he had learned Carlo's martial arts, Zhang Wanlin had a deeper understanding of martial arts.

Therefore, in some individual actions, the connection is especially superb, and it is completely natural.

All the tutors sitting on the stage watched intently. Some were focused, some were stroking their beards, and some were tapping their fingers on the table involuntarily.

"These actions show the accomplishments in martial arts."

"But I think there is something else in these standard moves."

Zhen Gu's brows frowned deeper and deeper. Is this Zhang Wanlin still the same Zhang Wanlin?

For Elena, she already knew it when she was defeated that day.

It seems that my chest is still aching.

Zhang Wanlin, you are really different.

Half an hour later, Zhang Wanlin finished with a set of leg techniques, and the domineering force of the last leg directly smashed the floor tiles.

Each instructor gave a high score.

Zhang Wanlin stepped down after giving a knightly salute and walked on the steps, his body shaky.

But no one noticed his strangeness.

During the hard assessment in the afternoon, most people fainted on the field, while a few were brushed off due to inadequate skills. Only one person remained. This was the first time in the Cavaliers' re-examinations over the years.

The person who stayed is Zhang Wanlin.

Only the last test is waiting for him, and that is the actual combat exercise.