Parallel World: Dungeons Galore

The venue on the first floor of the teaching building was originally an indoor basketball court, but now it has been converted into a temporary venue for martial arts examinations.

There are six wooden dummies with brand-new colors placed on the venue. Not surprisingly, they should be used by candidates to drive the piles.

According to regulations, the martial arts examination is divided into two stages: piling and actual combat.

Piling depends on the foundation, and actual combat depends on the adaptability.

Needless to say, pile driving is all about choosing a familiar method to maximize output on the wooden dummy in front of you.

As for the actual combat, it will be tested by three actual combat referees in person, and the students will be given corresponding scores based on their performance in the actual combat.

In addition to the three actual referees, there are four other specially invited referees on the stage to watch and score. This is to prevent the actual referees from giving unreasonable scores due to personal preferences.

Even so, because the actual combat referees are directly facing the candidates, once they deliberately make things difficult, it will be difficult for the candidates to show their abilities in actual combat.

In this way, the specially invited referee will not be able to determine the candidate's true strength, and will give a score that is far lower than the candidate's strength.

This is why Han Ya looked a little ugly when she saw that Zhou Zhilong was the actual referee.

Zhou Zhilong cannot directly suppress Chen An's performance, but he can use more forceful means to limit Chen An's performance!

But no matter what, the martial arts exam is still going on.

Chen An and more than 40 other candidates lined up in an orderly manner under the command of the on-site invigilator to receive their test numbers, and then waited in the rest area aside for the invigilator to call their number.

As a physical education teacher watching the game, Han Ya also sat in the audience seat near the four specially invited referees under the guidance of the staff.

Not to mention, there were very few students taking the martial arts exam, but there were quite a few physical education teachers watching the exam.

There is no empty seat next to where Han Ya is sitting.

Soon the first stage of the martial arts exam began.

"Candidates No. 1, 2, and 3 please come forward."

The candidate whose number was called came to the three wooden dummies under the guidance of the invigilator.

"You have two minutes to show off your pile driving abilities. After the time has passed, the referee will give you corresponding scores based on your performance, so you'd better not hide your secrets."

Hearing the invigilator's reminder, the three candidates on the field nodded seriously.

Seeing this, the invigilator gave the order to start after seeking the permission of the specially invited referee.

As soon as the order was given, intensive snapping sounds were heard in the venue.

Everyone's eyes fell on the candidates who were focusing on pile driving. Only Chen An looked around like a curious baby.

Chen An discovered that almost every one of the forty-five candidates present had the monster mark of a humanoid pile driver marked on their head. Only four of them had the monster mark of a martial arts apprentice marked on their heads.

Two of these four people were two boys who Chen An had seen coming with Zhou Zhilong before. The other two, a boy and a girl, Chen An had not seen before and should have taken exams in other examination rooms before.

Compared with sports such as basketball and table tennis, where hundreds of people often participate, martial arts can only be regarded as a niche test.

The number of sports students taking the exam was not large, but the atmosphere at the scene was definitely the most intense among all the exams.

Just as he was thinking about it, Chen An felt someone tapping his shoulder. He turned around and found that it was a tall and thin unfamiliar sports student.

"Classmate, are you Chen'an from Shangke No. 1 Middle School?"

"Eh? Do you recognize me?" Chen An tried hard to recall the appearance of the man in front of him, but found that he did not recognize him.

"Hey, you are famous now. Four of the five exams you took have exceeded the standards for first-level athletes, and the remaining one is close to the standards for first-level athletes. You are a real beast!" the sports student said with a smile. said.

Chen An always felt that this guy was both scolding and praising others, but he still replied out of politeness.

"Hehehe, thank you for the compliment."

As if he didn't see Chen An's reluctance, the physical education student put his arm around Chen An's shoulders in a familiar manner: "Classmate, judging from your performance, you must be a child of a certain martial arts family, right? Tell me, where are you from?"

[Martial arts apprentice Yang Gaofeng used the confinement skill shoulder lock on you. He will block you until he answers his question. This state will not cause damage. You can choose to break free. 】

Chen An looked at the martial arts apprentice logo on Yang Gaofeng's head and knew that he had misunderstood him.

"I'm not a descendant of any family, just an ordinary senior high school student." Chen An said.

"Brother, let's not talk secretly. I am actually from the martial arts family. I am a descendant of the Shangke Yang family. Please don't betray me."

[Martial arts apprentice Yang Gaofeng does not believe your answer, the shoulder lock effect continues, you can choose to break free]

How could Chen An know whether Shang Ke was from the Yang family or not? He was not from the martial arts world.

Just when Chen An was trying to break free from Yang Gaofeng's lock, the invigilator called Chen An's exam number.

"Please come on the 16th, 17th, and 18th."

Chen An heard this, pointed to his number plate marked 18, and gently broke away from Yang Gaofeng's blockade.

"Sorry, I have to take the exam."

After Chen An went up, a girl came to Yang Gaofeng.

"Yang Dianfeng, have you read the message?"

This girl is wearing a sportswear, her face is filled with youthful atmosphere, her exposed skin is wheat-colored, and she looks healthy and energetic.

Yang Gaofeng frowned deeply when he heard the girl's words: "Chen Shilu, how many times have I told you, my name is Yang Gaofeng, not Yang Dianfeng! Next time you do this again, I will fall out with you!"

"Okay, Epilepsy, so have you found out any information?" Chen Shilu said.

The corner of Yang Gaofeng's mouth twitched violently a few times, and finally he could only roll his eyes at Chen Shilu.

"I inquired, but the boy refused to tell. Don't you have a younger sister who goes to Shangke No. 1 Middle School? I think it's better for you to inquire."

Chen Shilu glanced at Yang Gaofeng with disgust: "It seems I can't count on you. I'll ask him myself later."

Yang Gaofeng was about to have a seizure when he heard the invigilator's instructions.

"That kid is driving a pile. Let's take a look and maybe we can see something else from his path!" As he said that, Yang Gaofeng's eyes were already looking at Chen An in the field.

Hearing this, Chen Shilu also focused on Chen An.

In the field.

After Chen An heard the invigilator's instructions, he immediately waved his fist at the wooden dummy in front of him.

In order to protect candidates from serious injuries, thick protective pads are tied to the upper and lower ends of the wooden dummy. This way, even if a fist hits the wooden dummy directly, the hand bones will not be injured.

"Bang!"

Chen An's fist hit the wooden dummy hard, causing the wooden dummy in front of him to shake.

After punching out, Chen An felt that the wooden dummy tied with thick pads in front of him was not much different from the sandbag he used for practice.

Thinking of this, Chen An's confidence suddenly rose.

He is an expert at punching sandbags.

Then, Chen An's fists fell on the wooden man stake like raindrops.