Martial World's
Ch 439 - First Class Soldier
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After arriving at this point, naturally no one would stop. The man surnamed Zhou nodded in satisfaction and said, "If that's the case, then you can enter the Ten Thousand Killing Array and we will assess your level of strength based on your points. After that, you will be listed in a squad that matches your strengths. I fully urge you all to display your full strength so that you can join forces with a higher combat power. It will be easier for you to collect military exploits as well as increase your chances of life!
“Now, you all appear one by one! You, come on first! ”The man surnamed Zhou casually chose someone. As he spoke, a man beside him activated the Ten Thousand Killing Array. The Ten Thousand Killing Array appeared in the square behind them; most of them here had experienced this array before.
This was the most common illusory killing array in the South Sea Horizon Region to test the strength of martial artists.
"Anyone who can reach 100,000 points is a first-rate warrior, 50,000 points is a second-rate warrior, 20,000 points are a third-rate warrior, and for anyone below that, 20,000 points is a second-rate warrior, I'm suggesting you go home if you just go to the battlefield and die before you can achieve anything.
Anyone who gained less than 20,000 points would be the weakest type of Houtian martial artist; they would be in trouble even if they were to face a third-rate Pulse Condensation period disciple of this sect. If they went to the battlefield, they did not even have the qualifications to serve as cannon fodder.
When the first person entered the Ten Thousand Killing Array, a martial artist at the side lit up a stick of incense. As the incense burned, the skin of the martial artist turned white, and then he retreated from the Ten Thousand Killing Array.
"36,000 points, third-rate warrior!" The man surnamed Zhou announced calmly.
When the man who had just been tested heard this score, he was a little surprised for a moment. It was hard for him to accept this for a moment. Since many free martial artists rarely met other martial artists of the same level, they were always very confident. Otherwise, they would never have come to the South Sea battlefield that had such a high death rate.
But now that the results of this test were announced, he was only a third-rate soldier. It was inevitable that his confidence would be attacked.
"Next!" The man surnamed Zhou casually swept over to another man, continuing the line.
The second person entered, and after the incense stick passed, he left.
"28,000 points, third-rate warrior!"
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"33,000 points, third-rate warrior!"
"40,000 points, third-rate warrior!"
"19,000 points, you don't qualify!"
When 10 people were tested, none of them actually passed 50,000 points. They were all third-rate soldiers, and there was even one who was unqualified.
The unqualified man carried out a huge attack on his pride, he left with a very depressed expression.
The man surnamed Zhou was still calm, he had already guessed that something like this would happen. He pointed at the woman he had mentioned earlier and said, "You, it's your turn!"
The woman was wearing all black and skinny with an average appearance. After he entered the Ten Thousand Killing Array, a man from behind lit up an incense stick. This time, the incense was burned for a longer time. After the first incense stick burned, even the second incense stick burned.
When the third incense stick was about to burn in the middle of the road, the woman coughed lightly and then left the Ten Thousand Killing Array.
"96,000 points, second-rate warrior!"
All the other martial artists in the room exclaimed in shock. They did not think that this black-clothed, ordinary-looking lady would be so powerful.
96,000 points more than doubled the person with the next highest score!
The woman's expression did not change – it seems like she had already expected results like this.
"You're next! Comeing! "The man surnamed Zhou pointed at Lin Ming.
Lin Ming slowly walked to the Ten Thousand Killing Array. He turned his head and asked, "This Senior-apprentice Brother, can you tell me how the points are calculated?"
"mm? Why are you asking? Just give it your best and that's the end. "The man surnamed Zhou said impatiently.
“I just want to know so I can track. ”
The man surnamed Zhou looked dissatisfied as he said to Lin Ming, "Killing an extreme Houtian will net you 10,000 points, a late Houtian will net you 2000 points, a late Houtian will score you 2000 points, and the middle Houtian will net you 300 points. ”
"I understand . ”
As Lin Ming spoke, he walked into the Ten Thousand Killing Array.
A white light lit up in front of Lin Ming, and suddenly seven or eight martial artists appeared in front of him. Their cultivation ranged from the middle Houtian realm to the peak Houtian realm.
"This is probably the weakest type of martial artist, they have the same strength as when I first participated in the Seven Valleys' Total Martial Faction Meeting '. ”
Lin Ming was ready to extract the long spear from the various weapons offered around him. The reason he asked about the appraisal was because he was afraid of killing too much, causing people to notice him.
Hou!
Three or four martial artists rushed with Lin Ming. Lin Ming swept his spear and three or four martial artists instantly split in two at the waist, exploding into a torrential rain!
After which, a peak Houtian martial artist rushed at him. Lin Ming did not bother to change his style and swept out with the spear again; that peak Houtian martial artist was also cut in half!
With Lin Ming's current strength, facing these low-level martial artists was simply a massacre.
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Outside the Ten Thousand Killing Array, the incense was slowly burning. The man surnamed Zhou crossed his arms across his chest and was playing with his mustache with a attentive smile on his face, waiting for Lin Ming's results.
As the first incense burn, the second incense stick burns. Just as the second incense stick was burning, at this moment, the lights lit up and Lin Ming left the Ten Thousand Killing Array.
"mm? Very fast?"
The man surnamed Zhou was slightly surprised. He thought that with Lin Ming's strength, surviving through two or three incense sticks would definitely not be a problem.
But when he glanced at the score, the man surnamed Zhou smiled. This kid, he has enough skills.
Other free martial artists did not care much about Lin Ming's score. That is, until the results are announced …
"101,000 points, first-rate warrior!"
Hua
The head of every martial artist instantly twisted towards Lin Ming. This guy is a first-class soldier? She was even stronger than that tough woman?
Most of the people present had entered the Ten Thousand Killing Array and were fully aware of how difficult it was to reach 100,000 points.
"Hehe! This kid is nice, he was almost the same as me when I was young! '' The man surnamed Zhou traced his chin as he spoke, impressed with Lin Ming.
"For a late Houtian martial artist to have this power, he should be almost the same as an outer court disciple of a fourth-grade sect. ”
"He will have a future. That is, if he managed to survive on the South Sea battlefield.
Lin Ming calmly walked over. He had already calculated what he needed to accumulate 100,000 points and was ranked as a first-rate warrior.
The Wartime Alliance used troops as combat units. War intelligence, which includes enemy locations, is distributed to different forces for convenience. In that case, Lin Ming would have to join a high-level squad that he could to quickly familiarize himself with the battlefield and also obtain more important information.
As for the reason that he had been inside the illusionary array for the entire time of the incense, that was entirely intentional on Lin Ming's part. The truth was that he only needed a dozen of time to reach 100,000 points; he could do it faster, but the refreshing speed of the Thousand Thousand Killing Array was too slow. As for the rest of the time, Lin Ming had been pacing around inside so that he could avoid leaving earlier and startled everyone.
As Lin Ming returned to the group, the surrounding martial artists all stared at him with admiration in their eyes. Even the woman looked at Lin Ming for a few seconds, and then held back.
After Lin Ming, the rest of the martial artists also measured their strength. The highest remaining score was 45,000 points; they were all third-rate soldiers.
A third-rate warrior was the lowest level on the battlefield of the South Sea Demon Region.
"You two, come with me!" The man surnamed Zhou pointed at Lin Ming and the woman.
The other 18 free martial artists watched Lin Ming and the woman leave together, sighing. Their eyes were a bit sad and also a little envious, the distance between them was simply too great.
“Now I will lead you into your army. If you join a powerful army, you will be much safer if you face danger. Of course, there were also times when a strong army would meet a stronger enemy. As for what you want, just choose it yourself! "
When the man surnamed Zhou spoke, he pushed open the door. Behind the door was actually a noisy and busy tavern.
The entire store was built in a gray tone. There was a colorful true essence stone lamp hanging on the ceiling above. On the stage in the middle of the tavern, a young woman with almost nothing in hot dancing and i who Lin Ming had never seen before. Compared to the traditional martial arts of the South Horizon Region, this kind of dance only showed off all the parts of the female body that were i and personal, triggering waves of cries and cheers from the surrounding martial artists.
"Hey, you like what you see?" The man surnamed Zhou nudged Lin Ming, revealing a perverted smile that everyone understood. "This is a dance that comes from the Demon Region, it has quite a style! That Demon Region really has some good stuff! Ha ha!"
The man surnamed Zhou bawled with a smile, not not not noticing the look of disdain in the eyes of the woman next to him.
“Everything, stop, we have two new beginners today. There was a first-class warrior of 101,000 points, and a second-class warrior of 96,000 points. If your troops need any of them, just say so. ”
The tavern was instantly silent, even the girl doing the dance stopped in the middle of a step. All the martial artists who enjoyed the orgies changed their vision to Lin Ming and the woman, measuring them up.
It was very different from what Lin Ming had expected; there was no one to attempt to pick him up.
'It seems like a 101,000-point first-rate warrior doesn't mean much here, or maybe this top troop doesn't really need someone with only 101,000 points. 'Lin Ming smiled calmly as he thought about this.
"Hey, son, how about joining us?"
After a while, someone big called. He held a large pot of wine in his hand, and he trembled back and forth, many wine spilling.
As Lin Ming glanced at this huge fellow, he saw that his cultivation was at the peak of the Houtian realm and his true essence was extremely thick. He was definitely a powerhouse of those who were on the same level.
“Our small squad has three Xiantian masters and our squad captain is middle Xiantian realm. Everyone was a first-rate warrior whose battle had already been hardened. The rest were at the peak Houtian realm and half-step Xiantian realm. We are one of the top squads of the War Alliance. If you join our forces, you will have the best chance of accumulating military exploitation. To be honest, if not for the fact that we lost a few people a few days ago, we would normally not have taken a Houtian martial artist too late. ”
Many veteran squads are reluctant to accept new candidates. A recruit often has no combat experience and will panic during life or death situations, leaving everything in chaos. In the end, they will only become a burden to others. On a battlefield where life or death could be decided in a split second, any burden on an army could result in unimaginable consequences.
In the opinion of this person, Lin Ming was too young. In his army, he would be at the lowest level; it was hard to tell what he would look like in the future.