Chapter 402 Next, you come!
"You all come now, come in line one by one, you, come first!"
The man surnamed Qian casually ordered someone, and while he was talking, the thin man beside him had already started a phantom killing array.
The Phantasmal Killing Array was on the square behind them, and everyone present knew about the Phantasmal Killing Array.
After all, the most commonly used formation in the Eastern Continent to test the strength of warriors is this phantom killing formation.
Su Ba had seen it when he entered Yunmeng Wufu, but this time it was more advanced.
"Those who have accumulated more than 200,000 points are first-rate fighters, those with more than 100,000 points are second-rate soldiers, and those with more than 50,000 points are third-rate soldiers!
As for those below 50,000 points, I advise you to go back and forth wherever you go. This level is not enough for cannon fodder to go to the battlefield! "
Below 50,000 points, it is basically at the bottom of the Houtian realm martial artist.
This kind of martial artist, if he encounters some nine-star great master realm genius martial artist, it is estimated that he will be abused.
"Okay, now the first person who is ordered will start the test."
As soon as the first warrior entered the phantom killing array, someone next to him started timing and lit the timing incense.
A stick of incense just burned out, the warrior's body was shocked, and he withdrew from the illusion killing array with a pale face.
"Fifty-nine thousand points, a third-rate warrior!" The man surnamed Qian announced expressionlessly.
Um? !
Hearing this score, the martial artist who had just tested was taken aback for a moment, as if he couldn't believe that his score was so low.
Many free warriors are very confident in their own strength because they usually come into contact with very few strong men of the same level, otherwise they would not come to participate in this high-mortality East China Sea battle.
But the test results had hit him hard, third-rate warrior? That is the worst soldier.
"Next!"
The man surnamed Qian glanced at the warrior indifferently and continued to speak.
The second warrior entered, and before the time for a stick of incense came, he came out.
"51,000 points, third-rate warrior!"
"..."
"Sixty-four thousand points, third-rate warrior!"
"Sixty thousand points, third-rate warrior!"
"38,000 points, unqualified!"
Eight or nine warriors were tested in a row, but none of them exceeded 100,000 points. All were third-rate warriors, and even one failed.
The unqualified warrior's face turned into a pig's liver color, and hurriedly left.
This situation had long been expected by the man surnamed Qian. He looked indifferent, pointed to a woman in the crowd that he was more optimistic about before, and said, "Come on!"
The woman was dressed in blue, with a good figure but an ordinary appearance. After being named, she did not have any changes in her face, and entered the phantom killing array calmly.
The incense lighted up, and this time it took a very long time.
One stick of incense...two sticks of incense...three sticks of incense...four sticks of incense...
It wasn't until half of the fourth incense stick was burned that the woman snorted and withdrew from the phantom killing array.
"194,000 points, second-rate warrior!"
As soon as the voice fell, there was an uproar at the scene!
The warriors present all widened their eyes, and their faces were full of amazement. It seemed that they did not expect this woman to be so strong!
With a score of 194,000 points, the strength is twice that of the best one tested before!
The woman's expression was still calm, and she didn't seem to feel anything about such a result.
The man surnamed Qian nodded slightly, then looked at Su Ba and said.
"Next, you come!"
Su Ba's eyelids moved, and then he walked up unhurriedly. Before entering the phantom killing array, he suddenly turned his head and asked.
"May I ask this senior brother, can you tell me how the points here are calculated?"
