Wu Sheng: I can adapt to evolution

Chapter 34: The only thing I want is the power to make bricks fly
Happy times are always short-lived. Lu Ming had a very comfortable time in Tai'an Prefecture during this period, and the day of the prefectural examination soon arrived in such happiness.

"Dong dong dong."

On the parade ground in the city, three drums were beaten and the atmosphere was very lively.

More than 300 young people from the provincial capital and several county towns gathered here, but the number of people who could finally pass the provincial examination and obtain the qualification of "Wu Tongsheng" would not exceed 30.

The probability is about ten to one.

Lu Ming stood in the middle, and suddenly, he felt as if someone was looking at him.

Although he knew that many people were secretly watching him, this person's gaze gave him a strong sense of crisis, as if he was a beast in the primeval jungle.

He followed his gaze and saw a boy of about fifteen or sixteen standing near the edge, looking at him with a playful look.

A joke? A provocation?
"So young."

It is definitely not the case that the earlier you start practicing martial arts, the better. Basically, you have to wait until you are fifteen or sixteen years old. But since this young man was able to reach this stage of the provincial examination, it means that he has at least reached the peak level of [Strength Training].

This is absolute genius.

The most important thing is that the hidden aura of this person made Lu Ming feel uneasy, and there was a high probability that he had some other tricks up his sleeve.

"Interesting. This guy gives me a stronger sense of danger than the guy from the Wu Temple last time."

"Could it be that the masters are really among the common people?"

Lu Ming grinned at the other person, revealing his white teeth.

"The first round, the archery test, begins now!"

During the county examination, the tests are all about very basic strength, speed, agility, etc., but when it comes to the prefectural examination, the difficulty will suddenly increase and some technical and comprehensive abilities will be tested.

A row of ten targets were erected and the scene was divided into more than thirty teams.

Each team stood 120 paces away and took turns shooting arrows. Hitting the center of the target gave five points, hitting the center of the target gave two points, and missing the target gave zero points.

"put!"

As the flag officer waved the flag, the people in the first team released their bowstrings and arrows fell on the target one after another.

Most people hit the target, a few hit the bull's eye, and of course, one or two people's arrows flew away from the target.

"put!"

Less than ten breaths later, the flag fell again and the arrow flew out again.

This was repeated ten times, until every target was filled with arrows.

Most people score around 20 or 30 points, and few can reach 40 points. The bull's eye is 120 steps away, which is a very small point. At our current age, being able to hit it depends not only on strength, but also on luck most of the time.

Especially on the training ground, the wind was always strong. If the wind was a little off, the arrow would be completely off target when it hit the target.

The assessment process at this level is very fast.

In the blink of an eye, it was Lu Ming's turn.

Lu Ming discovered that the young man was in the same team as him, but he was in the middle and the young man was on the side.

"put!"

The flag officer lowered the flag, and the bow that was pulled into a full moon instantly retracted, while the arrow flew out like a meteor and hit the bull's eye accurately.

And it is the position closest to the center of the bull's eye.

For Lu Ming, although he had not learned much about archery, in general, it was nothing more than hand-eye synchronization.

After his vision evolved several times, he could see clearly even a mosquito flying by a hundred meters away, let alone the bull's eye.

In his eyes, the bull's eye was as big as a pot lid ten feet away.

"Whoosh."

The arrow flew out again and hit the bull's eye accurately, with the two being in almost the same position.

"Swish swish."

Arrow after arrow flew past. The ten-stone bow was as light as a toy in his hand, and in a blink of an eye, all the arrows were shot. "Yan Sheng, fifty points."

The clerk in charge of recording the scores read out the scores loudly, and everyone immediately looked at them sideways.

Fifty points means that every arrow hits the bull's eye.

"Lu Ming, fifty points."

The clerk checked Lu Ming's target and read out his score aloud.

Most people felt that it was natural for Lu Ming to get a full score, because he had become quite famous recently, at least everyone taking the exam had heard of him.

"Round two, leaving marks on the stone wall, begins now."

The second test required each candidate to hold a standard sword and leave a mark on a stone wall more than three meters high.

The darker the marks, the higher the score.

Because the quality of standard swords is not particularly good, if one fails to properly control one's own strength, the sword may break before leaving any deep marks.

This step actually has little to do with the candidate's strength, but rather tests the skill of using strength.

No matter how strong you are, if you cannot concentrate all your strength on one point, the sword will not be able to withstand this overbearing force.

"Ding ding ding."

After some candidates were ready, they each received a long sword, stood up straight, gathered their strength, and stabbed the long sword hard into the stone wall.

After a crisp sound, dense marks appeared on the stone wall.

The deeper ones were about half an inch, while the shallow sword only left a faint mark on the stone wall.

With a sword between them, many people, even if they have a lot of strength, find it difficult to use it as if it were their own arms.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Yan Sheng held a long sword in his hand, and his wrist shook slightly, and several cold lights flashed in an instant.

Along with a few extremely subtle penetrating sounds, six tightly fitted sword marks appeared on the stone wall. This was because the long sword had pierced deeply into the stone wall with the last blow. Judging from the remaining length of the long sword, it could be inferred that the long sword should have been embedded in the stone wall for more than three feet.

"It's a martial artist practicing Jin!"

"And he's one of the best among the martial artists who practice Jin."

Only by condensing strength into power can one unleash a more powerful attack capability with the same strength.

It is not uncommon to see martial artists practicing martial arts, but what is rare is that this person is only about fifteen or sixteen years old. It is a bit exaggerated to have such strength at this age.

Soon it was Lu Ming's turn.

"Om."

Lu Ming shook the long sword in his hand slightly, and the sword instantly trembled like a spirit snake. He swung it violently, and the originally shaking long sword instantly rushed out like a hunting snake.

"Qiang."

The long sword slid through as smoothly as if it was not a stone wall, but a ball of wax.

The sword blade pierced straight into the stone wall, and even the remaining force did not decrease, so most of the hilt was inserted into it.

"collapse!"

Accompanied by a powerful recoil force, the hilt of the sword shattered and flew in all directions, leaving only a fist-sized hole on the stone wall, and the blade sank deeper.

"Lu Ming, the sword penetrates to a depth of six feet and three inches."

The clerk hurried up to register the results. Their standard long sword was six feet long. This man not only inserted the entire blade, but also pushed a little more in. His strength was so strong that it was terrifying.

Lu Ming had already reached the [Strength] level before, but his level of strength training was really average. He was able to pierce the sword into the stone wall entirely due to his own strength.

After all, others use a thousand pounds of strength to condense their energy, but he starts with ten thousand pounds.

What we pursue is the power to make bricks fly!
(End of this chapter)