Dawn of a New Era

Chen Shouyi had just taken his seat when a waiter asked:

"Would you like tea, coffee or something else?"

"Give me a glass of boiled water, thank you!"

"You're welcome!" The waitress smiled and quickly brought water.

He leaned on the sofa, picked up the cup and took a sip. While looking at the environment here, he sighed in his heart, martial arts testers are different. Like when I went to take the apprenticeship exam before, how could I get such a good treatment, early in the morning, you have to queue up to sign up.

But now, there is no need to do it yourself at all, it is completely VIP treatment.

After sitting for about three minutes, the previous staff member walked over quickly: "Hi, the formalities have been completed. Your physical fitness assessment will be at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. The location is also here. Is there any problem? If If it doesn’t work tomorrow, then it can only be about half a month later.”

"No problem!" Chen Shouyi nodded and said.

The martial artist assessment is not like the apprentice assessment. It is divided into two examinations, one is the physical fitness assessment, and the test is whether the physical fitness has reached the standard in all aspects. When the physical fitness test is passed, the actual combat test will be carried out. Generally, they will enter the space channel and complete some specific tasks. According to the completion of the task, the test will be carried out.

He took the identity card and certificate of apprenticeship and walked out of the building.

The sunlight above his head was a bit dazzling, and colorful halos radiated through his eyelashes. Looking at the people coming and going on the street, Chen Shouyi paused and walked into a cold weapon shop near the martial arts assessment center.

Instead of looking at the real guys on the counter that were shining brightly under the lights, he went to the wooden swords for practice on the shelf at the door and picked them.

He weighed each of them, and it didn't take long before he picked one that was more convenient.

"How much is this practice sword?"

"It's made of hardwood from another world. It's hard and heavy, comparable to steel, so the price is relatively high." A waiter introduced.

"How much?"

"One thousand and two!"

Chen Shouyi paid the money and walked out of the cold weapon shop.

He was caressing the rough-textured hilt of the sword with his fingers, and he was looking for it while walking on the street, but suddenly found that he couldn't find a place to practice the sword.

The big city is too noisy, there are people everywhere, and there is no place where he can be clean.

And the hotel room is too small, if you practice freely, with the sword speed that he can burst out at the speed of sound, not to mention disturbing the people, you will lose a lot of money after the practice.

He wasn't nervous about tomorrow's assessment, there was nothing to be nervous about.

He now has a strength and agility of 13.3.

If the strength is roughly represented by data, it is already 380 kilograms, far exceeding the 300 kilograms of the standard line for warriors.

As for the agility that is more difficult for warriors to improve, it will only increase more. Compared with the reaction speed of the man in black he killed not long ago in battle, his reaction was about 30% faster than his at the beginning, but now , it is already close to 40%.

Considering that the opponent is already a warrior, his agility must exceed the warrior's standard, which means that his nerve response speed is likely to be about 50% faster than the warrior's standard line.

Equivalent to a full point higher.

The neural response speed is an attribute that can best reflect combat effectiveness.

For battles on the front line of life and death, when the difference in reaction speed reaches 50%, no matter how rich the opponent's combat experience is, no matter how finely the opponent's muscles are controlled, all it takes is one face-to-face, and before the opponent reacts, he will He has been killed in seconds.

His actual combat power has already far surpassed those young warriors.

...

He wanted to practice swords, but simply practiced swords.

Ever since I lost the space channel, I have been hiding, and every day I hold a sword in the bedroom to experience the power of the polished muscles, so that the muscles can remember the various ways of exerting force little by little, forming an instinct.

Of course, the effect of this slow fire is also good, for example, his swordsmanship has improved by three points in a short period of time.

However, decocting medicine requires the combination of civil and martial arts, and practicing swords also requires a combination of movement and stillness.

All the polishing is for an instant burst.

...

After searching for a long time, he suddenly found a place where he could practice swords. It was an old house located in an alley.

The house looks very old, the marble walls are covered with creepers, and there are several large locks wrapped around the rusty iron gate at the door.

Through the gaps in the iron gate, weeds can be seen in the yard, and the gate is rotten into tattered wooden boards, obviously no one has lived in it for a long time.

What made Chen Shouyi a little puzzled was how this small third-floor building in the downtown area was so dilapidated. It would be a lot of money to rent out with a little decoration.

It's none of his business, though.

Here is just right for him to practice sword.

Taking advantage of no one around, he jumped over the wall with a light jump.

The grass-covered rockery, the dried-up pool, and several moss-covered animal sculptures all show that the original owner was obviously a wealthy family. Of course, even now, this house is worth a lot of money.

He put the briefcase in the corner, first practiced a set of thirty-six exercises to move his body, and then immediately began to practice swords.

He closed his eyes and took the man in black as his imaginary enemy.

Xinshou stabbed out a high-speed stabbing sword, and then took a light step, spanning four or five meters in an instant, and slashed horizontally with the sword.

no.

too weak.

The strength of the men in black must be strengthened.

...

A gust of wind began to blow all around, and a figure moved quickly in the wind, sometimes piercing a sonic boom, and sometimes flashing a sword light, the nearby weeds fell around, and smoke and dust flew up.

A hanging branch was wobbly, and the next moment it was touched by the sword light, it became bare in an instant, and the leaves had been crushed by the strong wind.

"Bang bang bang, is anyone in there?" Ten minutes later, Chen Shouyi suddenly heard an old woman's voice.

He stopped immediately.

"Grandma, what's the matter?" Chen Shouyi walked to the door.

The old man was already very old, his face was covered with wrinkles, and his eyes were a little cloudy. She stared straight at Chen Shouyi, and said in a hoarse voice, "What are you doing here, you young man? Don't die!"

"Grandma, what's the matter, I think it's quieter here, and I want to practice swords, can't I come here?"

"This is haunted. I don't know how many people have died in these years. If you still come here, you will die."

"Grandma, it's okay. I'm not afraid of ghosts." Chen Shouyi said with a smile. I can't help but understand, no wonder, it always feels a bit chilly here, with a kind of gloomy meaning.