My brother is obviously a waste, but he is too confident

Chapter 35 The First Round of the Martial Arts Examination—Test Match (End)

"My son! That's my son! Look! Everyone is looking at me! They are all my sons..."

When the first figure appeared in the passageway of the examinee square, the stadium with more than 5 people boiled instantly.

The cheers were like a landslide.

The cry was like a tsunami.

Most of the audience in the distance couldn't even see the blurred figure in the passage, but it didn't prevent them from wantonly expressing the excitement that had been squeezed in their hearts for a whole year.

Amidst the deafening din, a woman spoke incoherently, standing in the front row of the auditorium, dancing: "Look! My son! My son Chen Dongfeng!!"

But even though she was already hoarse, no one on either side could hear what she was shouting...

Plaza passage.

Chen Dongfeng looked around, feeling the wonderful feeling of being drowned by the shouts, and his mood was inexplicably calm.

"so……"

Smacking his lips, Chen Dongfeng straightened his back and waved to the mighty crowd in front of the auditorium: "I, Mr. Chen, was born for big occasions."

"ohohohohoho..." The audience noticed Chen Dongfeng's waving, and immediately responded with enthusiasm to the point of madness.

"How does it feel?" The examiner standing aside looked amused, his lips moved slightly, and his voice converged into lines, which accurately passed into Chen Dongfeng's ears: "The thrill of the attention?"

Hearing this, Chen Dongfeng snapped back to his senses, turned his head in surprise, and looked at the chief examiner.

"Don't stop at the exit." The examiner shrugged and pointed to the large arena in the middle of the stadium: "Get moving and get on stage."

'Inner strength sound transmission... not bad. '

With a gratified look, he nodded to the examiner.Chen Dongfeng stabilized his figure, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the ring with an impeccable attitude of a boss.

Finally, the candidates who were "blocked" by him were able to show up row by row.

"Boom—"

At the scene of the stadium, a higher decibel voice immediately sounded.

"...It's really crazy." Duan Yao walked in the first row below Chen Dongfeng, looked at the overwhelming crowd, and sighed: "Every year in the martial arts exam, it's like this every year."

"Ah?" On the left, Wang Bingbing yelled, "What are you talking about?"

Duan Yao: "I didn't say anything."

"What?" On the right, Sha Ye shouted: "You called me?"

Duan Yao: "..."

Accompanied by the "noise" that lasted for a long time, it took 5 minutes, Chen Dongfeng, together with thousands of candidates behind him, all boarded the central stage.

And under the command of many invigilators around, the formation was adjusted.

And at this moment, it happened to be eleven o'clock in the morning.

"Boom—Duang!"

A salute shot straight into the sky and exploded with a deafening bang.

The shouts of tens of thousands of audience members were briefly suppressed.

Immediately, a male presenter with a microphone in a gorgeous dress jumped onto the ring, opened his arms and spun around twice before shouting loudly: "Respected leaders, distinguished guests! There are [-] spectators, And friends in front of the TV, everyone, good morning!"

"OHOHOHOHOH..." The scene was thunderous.

"Thank you very much for your attention and support. I am the host of the opening ceremony of this year's martial arts exam. My name is ***. It is the golden autumn and September again, and it is the day of the annual national martial arts exam. On behalf of... "

Before the routine was finished, the host suddenly felt that someone was patting him on the shoulder from behind.

Looking back in doubt, his eyes flickered for a moment.

'Who's throwing the spotlight on me? '

This thought flashed through his mind, and the host subconsciously turned sideways to change the angle, only to realize that it was not the spotlight that "shone" him, but a bald boy.

The scorching sun shone down at noon, reflecting dazzling rays of light on the top of the boy's head...

Looking up and down at the bald boy, the host ignored the question, turned his head, faced the front, raised the microphone and continued to speak loudly: "...Okay, on behalf of the official government of Qingcheng City, Qingcheng Martial Arts Academy, Qingcheng... "

The slapping of the people behind him has changed to shaking.

"Clap."

Turning off the microphone, the host turned back angrily, annoyed: "What are you doing?! Live broadcast!"

"It's a live broadcast, so I have to remind you." Wang Bingbing turned sideways, pointed to Chen Dongfeng in the first row behind, and said, "You are blocking Mr. Dongfeng, step aside."

host:"???"

Candidates nearby: "..."

"Cough." Chen Dongfeng coughed lightly, patted the non-existing dust on both sides of the windbreaker, and said calmly: "It's okay."

"Did you hear that?" Wang Bingbing pulled the host a few positions to the left: "The leader may not mind, but you have to."

host:"……"

"Go ahead." Satisfied, Wang Bingbing stepped back, stood behind Chen Dongfeng again, and said, "Master Dongfeng, it's much brighter this time."

Under the stage, Chen Sanke silently covered her head.

On the rostrum, Dean Qingwu stretched out his hand to direct: "That king pancake, right? Pull him out!"

"Yes."

……

After a brief interlude, the hosting continued.

The opening ceremony of this year's martial arts test is only divided into two parts.

One, the host's opening remarks.

Second, the dean made a speech.

Soon, after waiting for a long time, after the host heated up the atmosphere of the scene and finished speaking the cliché, he immediately changed the scene and turned the audience's attention to the dean.

"Huh, huh...thank you."

After blowing on the microphone and politely nodding to the host, Dean Qingwu slowly stood up from his seat on the rostrum, first glanced at Chen Dongfeng, and then looked solemnly at the audience: "Comrades, fellow villagers."

"It's the annual martial arts exam again."

"Nowadays, the overall living environment of our human beings is getting worse and worse. Countless young warriors have just graduated from the martial arts academy and died on the front line against foreign races."

"They are all our children."

"They are all our family."

"They are all our compatriots."

"But we... can't do anything about it."

"I can only watch those batches of young lives burning their own youth in exchange for the continuation of human civilization..."

It is different from the control style of professional hosts.

After the dean gave a speech, the audience fell silent.

The atmosphere is dignified and sad.

Standing in the first row, Chen Dongfeng was keenly aware of the change in the atmosphere, subconsciously straightened his chest, pricked up his ears, and listened carefully...

"Comrades."

The dean took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice, "We are ashamed."

"It is impossible to give future generations a gentle world."

"It is impossible to give a peaceful life to our children and grandchildren."

"Foreigners, you will never die if you want to kill me. But we are alone and weak."

"We are ashamed of our departed ancestors, ashamed of our unborn children...even more ashamed of our compatriots who sacrificed for us and who are dying..."

"Now……"

"All rise."

"Wow--" On the rostrum, many big shots stood up together.

"Wow——" the audience, more than 5 spectators, also stood up in tacit understanding at the same time.

"A moment of silence for all the warriors who died in the front line."

"..."

Listening to the silence that could be heard from falling needles, Chen Dongfeng seemed to be having trouble breathing.

Indistinctly... he seemed to feel the wailing of the entire human civilization.

It was a kind of humiliation, anger, despair, sadness, etc... the helplessness that intertwined together.

Looking up, I looked at the azure blue covered by the clouds.

Chen Dongfeng seems to have seen malicious ones waiting for an opportunity, ready to engulf them under the spotlight at any time...

"Save civilization..." Standing in front of all the candidates, Chen Dongfeng narrowed his eyes slightly.

"..."

"Sure enough, I still have to rely on Chen Dongfeng..."

3 minute later.

The silence ends.

Dean Qingwu shifted his gaze, looked at the candidates in the middle of the ring, and continued: "And they, these young people waiting to enter the school, from the moment they are admitted to the martial arts academy, they will become the next generation who sacrificed for civilization. Brave."

"For them, salute."

The dean took the lead and bowed slowly.

Accompanied by the audience...

In an instant, a strong sense of belonging and honor poured into the hearts of all the candidates.

"Libi."

Put the mic down and sit back down.

The dean of Qingcheng Wuyuan rubbed his face, waved his hand, and signaled the present host to move on to the next item.

"Ok."

The host stepped forward, raised the microphone, and regained control: "Civilization is like a flame. Every jump means that a layer of fuel turns into green smoke. But their sacrifices are never meaningless. The heat they bring brings light and hope. A single spark can start a prairie fire! Our great human civilization has never been nothing more than this."

"it is good!"

Following a shout from a martial artist in the audience, the audience burst into cheers.

"Now, I announce that the opening ceremony of this martial arts exam is over." Holding up his left hand, the host turned to look at the candidates: "Now, all candidates are asked to step down in an orderly manner. After a break of 10 minutes, the first item of the martial arts exam will officially begin — Screening round."

"OHOHOHOHOH..." The audience erupted again.

Facing the noise, the chief examiner stood by the ring and said to the candidates who were stepping off the stage one after another: "There is a rest period of 10 minutes. During these 10 minutes, you can move freely in the stadium. But before that, you have to wait and see before the assistant examiner." Get your number plate there."

"The code of the number plate is the order in which you go on stage during the test. Every ten people form a group, and so on. If you still don't understand, you can ask the assistant examiner at any time."

"Now, disband. After 10 minutes, the ring will gather."

……

"Ah... I can finally come out."

Not a moment after the opening ceremony ended, Chen Sanke rushed out of the passageway of the square and hurried to Chen Dongfeng's side: "Hurry up, there are only 10 minutes, let's find a place where no one is around and study the tactics."

"There is nothing to study in the preliminaries." Chen Dongfeng squinted: "After all, it's just an audition. I, Chen, can grasp it with my hands, grasp it with my hands, have quick hands and eyes, and I can reach it with my fingertips..."

Chen Sanke: "The head is in a different place."

Chen Dongfeng: "..."

Grabbing Chen Dongfeng, the girl turned around and left: "Come if you're told, what are you talking about. Hurry up and leave while that sycophant isn't here..."

3 minutes later.The siblings came to the women's bathroom on the fifth floor of the dormitory building.

Chen Dongfeng: "...you found the place, is this?"

"Ang." Chen Sanke nodded vigorously: "I promise, there is no one here."

"..." After a long silence, Chen Dongfeng gave a thumbs up: "Don't tell me, it's a good place!"

Chen Sanke: "Time is running out, let's get straight to the point. Do you know what a qualifying match is?"

Chen Dongfeng: "I..."

"You definitely don't know, listen to me." Taking out the tape from the pocket of the purple sweater, tearing off a piece and sticking it on Chen Dongfeng's mouth, the girl talked eloquently: "The screening competition is also called strength test, strength test, or strength screening." , Strength screening."

"As the name suggests, this is a kind of filtering for candidates. It filters out good seedlings who are really capable and talented. Referring to the data of Qingcheng City's previous competitions, if you want to advance, candidates must have a combat power of at least '35' or above."

"With your current level of fighting against the five scumbags, as long as you show your strength on stage, you will surely pounce!"

"But...Actually, as long as you are not so stupid as to expose your fighting power..." The girl licked her lips, showing a sly smile: "It's quite easy for you to pass the test."

"The reasons are as follows."

Then, Chen Sanke took out his mobile phone, clicked on Baidu Encyclopedia, and read according to the above introduction: "Before 99, multifunctional glasses did not appear, and there were various screening methods, such as weightlifting, sprinting, jumping, hitting, fighting Hitting and so on. According to the judgment of the invigilator, a score is given. So it was generally called strength screening at that time.”

"After 99, with the advent of multifunctional glasses, more and more candidates choose to hit the punching bag to directly display the combat power value. This has greatly improved the screening efficiency."

Putting down the phone, Chen Sanke was excited: "But even in the current martial arts test, most candidates choose to directly measure combat power, but traditional weightlifting, speed, jumping and other display methods still exist and are officially allowed to be used."

"so……"

"Tear--"

Tearing off the tape on Chen Dongfeng's mouth, the girl raised her small fist and strategized: "Brother, you don't need to punch at all, and you don't need to show your physical fitness to fight the five scum. You just need to stand on the stage and explode your momentum! Hehe , is enough for the examiners to give a high score."

After a slight pause, Chen Sanke patted her brother on the shoulder, reassuringly: "That is to say, the whole world martial arts test, the first selection round, your chance of passing is 100%."

"So that's how it is..." Chen Dongfeng nodded, thoughtfully: "As long as you show your momentum, you can advance."

"Yes." Chen Sanke rubbed his hands together: "In the past, there were very strong elite candidates who didn't bother to punch. They got promoted after showing a wave of momentum on stage. Brother, you have such a strong momentum, it will definitely be easier!"

"Did the examiners also use multifunctional glasses to observe the combat effectiveness of the candidates in the martial arts test?"

"That's not true." Chen Sanke said without hesitation, "The martial arts test field must be more professional testing equipment."

"Since it is a more professional testing instrument..." Chen Dongfeng's eyes gradually lit up: "It can't be damaged too, right?"

"...What are you doing?!!"

……

(End of this chapter)