With the blind box system in hand, the waste material counterattacks and becomes a genius in cultiva

After the storm, the assessment began soon.

"All those who want to join my Menghan Academy, stand here." Zhang Nianfeng stretched out his hand and pointed to an open space below the battlefield, indicating that those who wanted to take the test should stand here.

Crash.

Thousands of people walked out of the huge crowd and entered the area designated by Zhang Nianfeng.

Zhang Nianfeng took a quick look and roughly estimated the number of people, about three thousand. His face suddenly became ugly.

At this time last year, there were more than 4,000 people applying to his Menghan Academy, but this year there are only 3,000 left, a full one-third reduction.

The path of physical cultivation is becoming increasingly difficult, and the number of people willing to persevere is decreasing year by year.

The path of physical cultivation has reached its darkest moment, and there is an urgent need for a peerless figure to rise up and give everyone some confidence.

It’s not that physical cultivation is weaker than other paths. On the contrary, physical cultivation has obvious advantages in certain aspects, such as self-healing ability and endurance, which are unmatched by other paths.

However, physical cultivation requires too much talent, and the practice is extremely difficult and slow. It requires little by little improvement from beginning to end, and extremely solid efforts to improve the realm.

It is no exaggeration to say that there is no faster way to cultivate physical body.

Sword cultivation is already slow, but physical cultivation is even slower.

If it weren't for the fact that people in other sects have extremely poor talents and can only take the path of physical cultivation, few people would choose to take this hard and difficult path.

Moreover, physical cultivation also requires talent. Physical foundation, meridian toughness, and recovery ability are all indispensable.

“Oh, it’s less again. I remember that there were about 4,000 people who applied for the Menghan Academy last year!” Yue Wentian sneered, being a bit harsh.

"There's no way. There are too few good people suitable for body training. Physical training is hard, and breaking through the realm is very slow. Not many people are willing to take this path. Perhaps it won't be long before this path will be completely dim." Lin Lanhua sighed.

As forces from the same Wankun City, they compete with each other and their relationship is hard to describe. The Wanjian Sect and the Menghan Academy obviously don't have a good relationship. Seeing the decline of the latter, Yue Wentian feels a bit gloating, while Lin Lanhua of the Tuxing Palace has a much calmer attitude.

Soon, the assessment began, and Zhang Nianfeng announced the rules. He would select twenty people each time and divide them into ten groups to compete. Those who performed well would be admitted and qualified to study in the Menghan Academy.

"Ah, direct combat?"

"I thought it was the same as before, requiring a physique test and potential assessment?"

"I think Instructor Zhang's skills are amazing. He will know everything you said after fighting."

The talented students who applied to the Menghan Academy were in an uproar.

"Brother Xiao, for a while, remember to hide your weaknesses and act as weak as possible. When the time is right, show your strength!" Qian Bandai leaned close to Xiao Chen's ear and whispered.

Xiao Chen's face darkened slightly, and he felt like punching someone! "Wimp out a little?" What kind of lewd words were these?

But in order to make money, he finally kept silent and agreed.

After all, Qian Bandai is the son of the richest man in Beizhou. He has been influenced by his father since he was a child and has a bit of the style of a profiteer. If he follows him to make money, he will have great potential.

"Zhang Liutian, Wu Chenglong..." Soon, Zhang Nianfeng began to call out names.

Those whose names were called quickly came on stage. Most of them were young men with strong blood. Occasionally, there were a few "iron-blooded girls" with rough appearances and wide waists.

"Damn, this girl is almost as big as the little wild bear!"

"She's obviously a power type. Whoever marries her in the future will probably be used as a human punching bag all the time."

"Cao, keep your voice down! She's looking over here, and she's so murderous!"

When a girl with an exceptionally strong figure appeared on the stage, there was an uproar in the audience until the girl glanced at those who were talking with a murderous look, and then the scene quieted down.

After the person who was called came on stage, Zhang Nianfeng stepped aside, leaving the battlefield clear.

After a quick glance, he was secretly disappointed. The quality of this year's candidates was much worse than last year's, and there were not many who had the energy and blood of a young beast.

Apart from Yin Zhuang and Xiao Chen who had taken action earlier, there were still some who could be considered, but among the rest, it was impossible to choose the best ones.

Among them, Yin Zhuang is obviously better than Xiao Chen. Although Xiao Chen had knocked the former away before, it was a sneak attack and a bit despicable. When Yin Zhuang was angry and wanted to fight Xiao Chen in a fair fight, the latter retreated, which was obviously a guilty conscience after knowing that he could not win.

The black battlefield is built with strange stones, which is extremely hard and contains mysterious formations. It continuously emits brilliant black light, absorbs the aftermath of the battle and protects the ground from being destroyed.

The battlefield was very large, about a hundred feet square, enough to accommodate a thousand people at the same time. The reason why only twenty people were called on to the battlefield was mainly to better observe everyone's qualifications. If there were too many people, Zhang Nianfeng would not be able to keep up.

Soon, the war broke out.

On the battlefield, the blood and energy rolled like raging waves, surging straight into the sky and dyeing the clouds red.

Everyone looked fierce, their punches were like dragons, their legs moved like tigers, and they moved swiftly and dodged like a hurricane, bringing with them bursts of huge sounds of wind and thunder.

Because there was only one assessment criterion, everyone had to exert their strongest strength to the best of their ability. They dared not hide their weaknesses, ignited all their blood and energy, attacked fiercely, opened and closed vigorously, and punched hard.

Everyone in the audience was staring with their eyes wide open. The ferocious and brutal fighting style of the physical cultivator made their blood boil.

Ah!

Ah!

In just a moment, the winner was decided. Several weaker teenagers were knocked away by their opponents' punches and fell heavily to the ground.

Among them, the "Iron-blooded Girl" was very powerful, showing extremely strong dominance and ferociousness, leaving the handsome boy on the opposite side helpless.

Finally, she roared angrily and sat directly on the boy, making the latter blush. Until the handsome boy admitted defeat, the "iron-blooded girl" stood up and left with a domineering look on her face.

It was not known whether it was because of the "Iron-Blooded Boy's" amazing combat power or because of his terrifying tonnage, but the handsome boy lay on the ground gasping for breath and did not recover for a long time.

Finally, a young man in blue clothes at the side couldn't bear to watch it anymore and helped him up, and he barely escaped. After simply saying thank you, the handsome young man fled the battlefield as if he had suffered a great humiliation, and left the scene before the result was announced.

"Alas, this brother has suffered so much. Being oppressed by Sister Xiong has completely destroyed his Dao heart!"

"She's truly pitiful. I wonder what Sister Xiong ate to grow up. Her physique is so ferocious!"

"Cao, why are you talking so loudly? Sister Xiong is looking over here!"

Some people sighed and nicknamed the "Iron-Blooded Girl" Sister Xiong because she was so cruel. Seeing Sister Xiong's ferocious eyes looking at them, several people instantly became timid.

The first round of assessment ended quickly. Two people stayed on the field to continue the next round of battle, and the rest were asked to leave the battlefield.

"What's going on? I clearly won!"

"Instruction is about overall strength, not victory or defeat."

"If I'm asked to leave, does that mean there's no hope?"

A group of talented players who won but still failed to stay on the field were unwilling to give up and started questioning, but in the end they could only leave in disappointment.

Zhang Nianfeng is the rule maker. Whatever he says is what it is, and no one has the right to refute it.

"The next batch, Chen Xiao, Liu Yuzhan..."

Soon, it was Xiao Chen's turn.

"Master Huang, hide your aura for me, make it weaker!"

"Your mother is going to trick someone again?"