Chapter 42: 1,300 Jin
It is said that the county government's military scholar assessment is in full swing.
Located on the west side of Xiahe County, in a luxurious mansion.
Dozens of young men and women gathered here, drinking wine and drinking in the water, and a banquet was being held.
Under the octagonal pavilion beside the yard.
Several girls with light makeup sat by the railing, stretching lazily, and the tight clothes on their bodies also showed their delicate bodies.
"Sister Shu, your father intends to marry you to a country mud leg? This is impossible, right?" One of the girls covered her mouth and chuckled, asking in disbelief.
"A country mud leg toad wants to eat swan meat, and he doesn't even look at his own status. He must have set his eyes on my family's property and fed my father a magic potion."
Zhang Shu also said angrily.
To say that she didn't like Fang Yue at first, but she didn't hate him so much.
But after what happened yesterday, she wanted to teach Fang Yue a lesson.
What's even more disgusting is that when her father said he wanted to marry him, she was still hesitant and reluctant, which was really disgusting.
"Haha, if you ask me, you might as well listen to your father." The woman teased again.
"Wang Han, you are crazy, you can marry me, I don't want a mud leg." Zhang Shu pretended to be angry.
"Stop it, you said that man also took the martial arts exam today, aren't you afraid that he will pass the exam, and you won't regret it then?" Wang Han continued.
Zhang Shu snorted coldly when she heard the words, with a face full of indifference:
"If it weren't for not allowing women to participate, I could pass the martial arts exam myself. People with such bad intentions will naturally be dealt with by someone. If you get injured during the exam, you can only blame yourself for not learning well!"
After saying that, a trace of shame and coldness flashed in her eyes.
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"No. 80 to No. 100, line up."
Suddenly, a gong sounded.
The military officer in charge of the exam shouted loudly, and his rough voice was like thunder. It was obvious that this military officer was very strong.
Hearing this, Fang Yue immediately calmed down and followed the warriors in front of him to line up and enter the venue.
The time for the Wu Xiucai test was only one day, and each test naturally required multiple people to take place at the same time.
Under the watchful eyes of the public, there was no need to worry about cheating.
Soon, Fang Yue followed the warriors in front of him to a row of stone locks.
After all, it was a government office, and it was professional. These stone locks looked square and much more delicate than the stone locks Fang Yue made in the village.
Eight hundred pounds, nine hundred pounds, each stone lock was one hundred pounds heavier than the previous one, all the way up to one thousand five hundred pounds.
A total of twenty people took the test together, and each candidate had eight stone locks in front of him.
Lifting stones is a test of strength, and the candidates for the second section are ranked according to strength.
Those after the fiftyth place will be eliminated directly.
Fang Yue just watched from the side. If you want to pass the test smoothly, you have to lift at least one thousand one hundred pounds of stone locks.
The maximum strength of a warrior with medium martial arts training qualifications at the second level of martial arts, the grinding level.
Of the eighty warriors tested just now, only about twenty-one or twenty-two of them had strength exceeding 1,100 kilograms.
According to probability, there are about this many people among the less than one hundred people behind.
But no one can guarantee that there will be no accidents.
"1,300 kilograms of stone lock!"
Fang Yue directly set his sights on the third to last stone lock.
He came to this stone lock, concentrated his mind, sank his qi into his dantian, and stood in a standing posture.
His palms were slightly staggered, and then his hands exerted force.
Fang Yue's body immediately tensed up, and it seemed that his body was swelling at this time to the naked eye.
His muscles were strong and powerful.
The next moment.
Fang Yue lifted it with force.
The heavy stone lock immediately left the ground, passed over the abdomen and chest steadily and evenly, and finally lifted it over his head!
"Hiss~"
At this time, the candidates who were taking the test around him saw this scene and immediately widened their eyes.
How is it possible?
How could a guy who looked like he was of medium build lift such a heavy stone lock!
1,300 jin! Stone lock!
Among the warriors present, there were only eight people who could lift such a heavy stone lock.
According to the proportion, such strength was enough to advance.
Soon, 20 breaths passed, and the result was recognized.
This was also the ninth person whose strength exceeded 1,300 jin since today's test.
Soon the stone lock fell to the ground, and the 1,300 jin weight hit the opposite side.
"Who is he?"
"Which martial arts school is he from?"
"He looks so young, I wonder if he's married yet!"
In the entire training ground, whether it was the warriors who had been tested for strength and eliminated, or those who had passed the test.
At this moment, all these people's eyes fell on Fang Yue, with amazement, disbelief, and all kinds of emotions.
There were not many warriors in the entire Xiahe County who could reach more than 1,000 jin of strength in the simple strength test.
And those people basically passed the martial arts examination in the future.
Therefore, as long as these people are careful in the battle, the probability of passing the test is very high!
However, this Fang Yue is probably just like that.
Although he lifted a 1,300-jin stone lock just now, his strength seemed extraordinary, but it was very reluctant, and it was a little worse than those in front.
In this way, when the competition comes, I am afraid that he will be taken special care of.
Some people with strong strength may not necessarily have the upper hand in actual combat.
Sometimes, they may lose to people who are not as strong as themselves.
"No. 98, lifting 1,300 kilograms of stone is effective!"
At this time, the military officer in charge of the assessment also hurriedly announced Fang Yue's results.
Fang Yue immediately came to the edge of the training ground, relaxed his body, and then began to rest.
Of course, this 1,300 kilograms is not his limit. His current maximum strength has reached 1,500 kilograms.
However, there is no need to show it.
Although the strength of 1,500 kilograms can enable him to achieve better results in the assessment of lifting stones.
Even in actual combat, if he tries hard, he may get a top few.
But in this way, all the details are exposed.
At that time, as the top of the martial arts scholar assessment, he will definitely receive more attention.
This is not conducive to his purpose of hiding his own strength and developing in a low-key manner.
The next actual combat battle will be half an hour after the end of the stone lifting. Fifty candidates who have passed the test will be selected according to their rankings for competition.
In actual combat, the rankings are disrupted, and two people fight each other until the final ranking is determined, and the top 30 are selected as martial arts scholars who have passed the assessment.
"I didn't expect this guy to be so good, and his strength is stronger than mine. However, he is not my opponent."
At this time,
A man in a gray suit in the crowd looked at Fang Yue and thought.
