Gao Wu: I can see future news

Now, the rest of the field are basically late Yellow Realm martial artists.

Gradually, the last few mid-Yellow Realm martial artists also bent over and left the runway panting, obviously reaching their limit.

Immediately after they left the runway, staff members came forward, asked for their names and dormitory numbers, and then recorded their results with electronic devices in their hands.

People, less and less.

Soon, the remaining late Yellow Realm martial artists were gradually left behind.

When the sun sets.

There were only fifty people left.

The first assessment is also officially over.

From eight o'clock in the morning to more than six o'clock in the afternoon, it took ten hours for the endurance test to end.

In this process, some people also wanted to steal and jog, but they were soon warned by Xie Yuyan, saying that if they ran for more than one minute at a speed of less than 15 kilometers per hour, they would be directly given 0 points.

On the runway, fifty freshmen, including Zhou Xiaojun, Zhu Qiankun, and Wu Ming, also stopped as Xie Yuyan asked them to stop.

Zhou Xiaojun and Wu Ming were calm.

Instead, Zhu Qiankun overflowed a lot of sweat on his forehead, and at the same time said to Zhou Xiaojun and Wu Ming unconvinced: "Old third, old fifth, if I weigh the same as you, believe it or not, I am easier than you?" "

I don't believe it."

Wu Ming shook his head.

"Don't believe it."

Zhou Xiaojun also shook his head.

So angry that Zhu Qiankun's fat all over his body trembled, "Damn! Lao Tzu wants to lose weight!

"Can you get any less?"

Wu Ming glanced at him with disgust, "This morning, the breakfast in the cafeteria, aimed at us Wu University students, all increased the weight... As a result, the four of us bought one copy each, and you alone killed six!

"If you can eat as many meals as we do in a week, I will believe you."

Wu Ming has obviously seen through Zhu Qiankun's 'essence'.

"Roll the calf, don't let me eat, then it's better to kill me!"

Zhu Qiankun said angrily: "What kind of weight to lose?" Haven't you heard? The fat you lose now, when you are seriously ill in the future, will be your capital to survive!

"That's for ordinary people, right?"

Zhou Xiaojun said with a smile: "Martial artist, unless it is a genetic disease, where can there be so many diseases?"

"Mistress, if you don't talk, no one will be dumb!"

Zhu Qiankun glared at Zhou Xiaojun, and then touched his big bulging belly, "Damn, I ran down this day, I didn't eat at noon, I starved to death."

"Wait for dinner, I'll have to cook for ten!"

"That's right! Almost forgot! I also made five million bosses! Zhu

Qiankun's eyes lit up, twisted his fat buttocks and was ready to go to Huang Zhen, but was stopped by the staff and asked him to register his name and dormitory number before letting him go.

......

That night, Zhu Qiankun really cooked dinner for ten people.

The four of Zhou Xiaojun, because they didn't eat at noon, also killed their own dinner.

Although the canteen of the magic capital Wuda is also a cauldron dish, it is not allowed to choose its own dishes, and they are all well-matched and nutritionally balanced meals.

You are a picky eater, don't like to eat, and don't change you.

Even picky eaters should eat dishes that they don't like to eat.

Because, the canteen does not allow waste.

Usually, the students of Modu Wu University waste food, and once they are photographed by surveillance and caught, they will be deducted credits.

These freshmen, who are still participating in the opening examination period, will be deducted a certain assessment point if they are caught wasting food.

Now, because it was too late, almost all the people eating in the cafeteria were freshmen.

Many freshmen are grieving to solve the last remaining unfavorite meals.

However, the five people in Zhou Xiaojun's dormitory are not picky eaters.

Finish it up early and go back to the dormitory early.

After going back, they were not interested in small talk, and they went back to their rooms to take a shower and rest.

There will be a second assessment tomorrow.

Boxing strength assessment and running speed assessment.

......

"Tomorrow's fist power assessment, try to control it close to the Yellow Realm Extreme Realm... 8000KG, it should be about the same, right?

"The running speed is almost controlled at the corresponding level."

After Zhou Xiaojun took a bath and went to bed, he thought in his heart.

Then, on the messaging software, I asked my girlfriend's opinion.

The girl also thinks this level is okay.

After all, more than a month had passed since he registered as a late Yellow Realm martial artist.

As an extreme realm martial artist, and he did not have a good starting point, it was normal for him to come out on top when he did not lack money to buy elixirs later.

"How are you? Is the assessment started today?

Zhou Xiaojun connected the video chat sent by the girl and asked the girl.

"Today is the first day of school, the first assessment, endurance assessment."

The girl said: "At this point, the Imperial Capital Wuda and the Demon Capital Wuda seem to be the same... You guys are also an endurance test today, right?

"Yes."

Zhou Xiaojun nodded.

"Are there many beautiful women in the Demon Capital Martial Arts?"

The girl asked.

"Are there any beautiful women?"

Zhou Xiaojun looked dazed, "What I see seems to be dinosaurs, such as flowers... I didn't see any beautiful women.

"It seems that the beauties have all run to the imperial capital Wuda."

Zhou Xiaojun said with a smile.

"Bah! The desire to survive is so strong! The

girl smiled like a flower.

After another small talk, the two hung up the video chat.

And Zhou Xiaojun was not idle, sitting cross-legged on the bed and began to practice the "Prison Sword Technique".

Now he is still trying to find the location of the trick, as long as he finds the trick, he can start to impact the trick.

After the impact is successful, you can officially step into the 'late Xuan Realm'!

......

Early the next morning.

Zhou Xiaojun and other freshmen no longer went to the playground, but to the assessment building of the Magic Capital Martial University.

The assessment building of Modu Wuda also made Zhou Xiaojun fully feel the financial power of Modu Wuda, and the layout was full of technology, as if entering a future digital building.

A thousand freshmen gathered on the first floor of the assessment building.

On the first floor of the assessment building, there are a total of 20 boxing testers, 1,000 freshmen, divided into 50 teams to conduct boxing strength tests.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

......

The sound of boxing, as the assessment began, also continued to echo on the first floor of the assessment building.

"Old Fifth, do you want to make a bet, my fist power must be higher than yours?"

Zhu Qiankun stared at Wu Ming, and the gambling addiction came up again.

"Don't bet!"

Yesterday, Zhu Qiankun won Huang Zhen's five million Great Xia Coins, which also made Wu Ming wary a lot, and now Zhu Qiankun took the initiative to gamble with him, and his confidence was obvious.

"It's not interesting."

Zhu Qiankun shook his head

, and then, he looked at Zhou Xiaojun again, "Old San, how about we take a gamble?"

"How do you want to bet?"

Zhou Xiaojun asked with a smile, he was at the end of the five, and he would be the last of the five to undergo a boxing test, and he was not worried about losing to Zhu Qiankun.

"Twenty million Great Xia Coins, how is it?"

Zhu Qiankun smiled so that his small eyes were once again blocked by the fat on his face, as if he had disappeared.