Resurrection of Reiki: a Billionfold Talent

But whether it can survive next year is a question, after all, the age is there.

However, as the video content continued to fast-forward, the machines in the video kept bursting with soaring data, which shocked him. When the combat power figure finally appeared, he suddenly stood up from his seat.

"Fuck... this old man is invincible."

Hearing his exclamation, the other three martial artists all looked over.

"Xiao Zhang, what's the ghost name, what did you see? Did someone cheat?" A martial artist came over, stood behind Xiao Zhang, glanced at the screen, and was stunned.

"[-] combat power, this is an intermediate martial artist! How can such a character appear in the census test?" The man looked different.

Normally, the martial artist test above the martial artist, the test site is different every year, and the treatment is better.

Martial Artists are noble existences in any city, and they are disdainful and will not participate in such a census, which reduces their status.

But the man quickly thought of many things.

"According to the data, this person is [-] years old this year. After more than [-] years of continuous decline in blood, he can still maintain the strength of an intermediate martial artist. This is... cheating!" Xiao Zhang couldn't help muttering.

Their chat also aroused the idea of ​​other martial artists, they all put down their work and all gathered around.

"A [-]-year-old mid-level martial artist, I am obedient. According to the decrease in qi and blood, when he was young, he was at least a great master or above. Could he be a general?"

Chapter Seventeen: Terrifying Combat Power

"Impossible! Warriors are at the level of city lords. Even if they are old, they will enter the international nursing home with their merits. I don't know how good the treatment is. How could they come to participate in such a census."

"Yes! Generally, the elderly who come to participate in such a census are short of money. When they are young, there are military generals. No matter how short of money, it is impossible to lack the monthly subsidy of [-] yuan!"

"I suspect this person is definitely cheating."

There was a lot of discussion.

"But watching the video doesn't look like cheating." Xiao Zhang replayed the video again. Everyone watched it carefully this time, but didn't find anything unusual.

"Maybe it's some new cheating method. After all, some people use all methods to get more subsidies." Someone pondered.

"Will this old man and the tester know each other before, and the two have colluded?" Some people couldn't help but asked.

The previous man frowned, no matter how he looked at the video, there was nothing wrong with the video, and there was a feeling in his heart that the tester should not have helped the other party to cheat.

After pondering for a while, he said: "Let's do it! Let this old man come to our martial arts hall tomorrow to conduct a new test, and then we will know if he is cheating."

Hearing the other party's words, everyone nodded in agreement. At present, this seems to be the best detection method.

At this time, Jiang Yuan, who was sitting on the bus home, kept his eyes on his watch, but he waited left and right, but there was not a single text message, and everyone around him received text messages.

Normally, after the test, you will receive a text message soon, regardless of whether you pass the test or not.

But Jiang Yuan waited for a long time without waiting for a text message.

"Lao Jiang, I haven't received a text message yet!" Sitting beside him was a thin old man in his seventies.

This old man lives in the same community as him, and there is a building in the middle. Although they are not very familiar with each other, they both know each other.

He noticed Jiang Yuan's gaze, and looked at the phone from time to time, he knew what he was thinking, and comforted: "There are so many people tested this year, it's normal to receive text messages a little slower, don't think too much about it, by the way. "Old man Jiang, have you passed the test this time, are you still a martial artist?"

"Fortunately, I barely passed." Jiang Yuan said half-truth, and was about to continue speaking when the phone suddenly vibrated and the screen lit up.

A text message came.

"Hello Mr. Jiang, this is the Wuji Martial Arts Hall. According to your test results this time, we will award you the Intermediate Martial Artist Medal, but before the award, I hope you can come to our Wuji Martial Arts Hall tomorrow afternoon. Let's go for the second round of appraisal of the martial artist, the address is, please be late."

Seeing this message, Jiang Yuan was slightly taken aback, but after thinking about it carefully, he understood the meaning.

The census test is mainly aimed at entering and leaving the realm of warriors. The highest is only high-level warriors, with a combat power of less than [-], and he has directly broken through the ten thousand battles and belongs to the ranks of warriors.

It is normal for the other party to have doubts. After all, the test of a martial artist is more stringent and the treatment is better.

Later, Jiang Yuan's mood improved a lot, and he chatted with the old man beside him.

However, most of the conversations between the elderly are about children. Whose grandson is well-behaved and good-looking, or their own children are filial or not!

When the car stopped at the gate of the community, a large group of people were standing at the gate of the community from far away.

Jiang Yuan saw his wife Murong Qingyue.

Seeing Jiang Yuan get out of the car, Murong Qingyue ran up and asked anxiously, "Old Jiang, how is it, have you passed the test? Are you still a martial artist?"

Seeing Murong Qingyue's deeply wrinkled brows, Jiang Yuan smiled slightly, thinking to tease the other side, "Alas..."

Following Jiang Yuan's sigh, Murong Qingyue froze in place, as if she had been exhausted in an instant, the whole person froze in place, the expression on her face became a little sad.

"Old Zhang... forget it if you don't pass!" Murong Qingyue said with a dejected expression, "You've worked hard too, alas..."

Seeing Murong Qingyue's appearance, Jiang Yuan laughed and said, "Okay, you're already an old man, so you're not kidding me."

"You..." A dangerous look appeared in Murong Qingyue's eyes, and she stretched out her hand to grab Jiang Yuan's ear, but she finally held back.

After all, the two of them are not young anymore, half of their feet are in the ground, and it is embarrassing to be seen by others.

"Let's go, go back! Buy me some beef tonight, I want to eat and drink well." Jiang Yuan said boldly, activating billions of times his talent, although only the first round of the hundred times talent bonus was activated, But he believes that his life is starting to change.

The two walked all the way towards the house, talking and laughing.

When I got home, I simply ate lunch and ran back to my room.

In the room, Jiang Yuan was not thinking about the follow-up of the two boxing techniques, but was thinking about qi and blood.