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Some people cheered because they had passed the first hurdle.

There are also people who cry loudly because they failed and were eliminated, looking for death and life.

In the wide square, scenes of tragicomedy of life are staged.

Ding Hao came to the registration office at the very edge of the square.

This is the first place in the five major examinations [bone age test], only through the guò bone age test, the real age is measured to be only fifteen years old, the applicant is eligible for the next test, so as not to waste time.

A white elder in a silver robe sat quietly on an ancient vine rocking chair, watching the work of the registration office.

Dozens of other third-generation disciples dressed in crimson and black-rimmed robes, each wearing a spiked ring on their fingers, bleed from the applicant's body, and after a little discrimination, they reported their true age.

"Thirteen years old, qualified!"

"Nine-year-old, qualified!"

"Sixteen years old, unqualified!"

"Twenty-one years old...... This uncle, you are so old, and you are still pretending to be tender to test, you are not qualified!"

"Fifteen and a half years old, unqualified!"

One by one, the three generations of disciples were like the strictest judges, loudly announcing the fate of each applicant.

After the guy who tried to get away with it was exposed, some people left in disgrace, some begged bitterly, and some cried bitterly, but they didn't get any sympathy from the Sword Sect, and if the trouble was too great, some disciples of the Sword Sect would come over and throw the troublemaker directly down the mountain.

Ding Hao sighed.

He quickly came to the front of the line.

Behind the black wooden table, a third-generation disciple who was about twenty years old and had a handsome face glanced at Ding Hao, and said expressionlessly: "Stretch out your arm, right arm, hurry up." ”

As soon as Ding Hao raised his right arm, he felt a slight numbness on his forearm as if he had been stung by a bee.

So fast!

The strength of these three generations of disciples is really unfathomable, and Ding Hao didn't see the other party's movements clearly at all.

"Fourteen and a half years old, qualified!" Junyi's three generations of disciples looked at the color on the ring, made a judgment, and motioned to Ding Haotong.

Ding Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally the first step was passed.

In the envious eyes of his peers behind him, Ding Hao quickly walked to the next wooden table, and in the hands of another third-generation disciple of the Sword Sect, he received a wooden hand of his own.

The texture of the card on the hand is fine, which is the proof for Ding Hao to participate in the other four tests, with a simple and atmospheric long sword on one side and the number 9989 engraved on the other side.

It represents that Ding Hao is the 9,989th apprentice boy who has passed the bone age test.

Every year, tens of thousands of teenagers come to the Ask Sword Sect to participate in the sect entrance test, but in the end, the number of people who can pass the six major tests and become the registered disciples of the Ask Sword Sect is only 2,000, and the competition is fierce, which can be imagined.

Moreover, it should be pointed out that after half a year of cultivation, the two thousand registered disciples will take the second big test, and only those who pass the guò test can remove the word "name" and become a real disciple of the Sword Sect, and if they fail to pass the test, they will be expelled from the mountain gate.

It can be seen that in this world, the road to becoming a warrior is full of thorns.

......

Ten minutes later, Ding Hao came to the second test point with his hand.

This is the [Attribute Test].

In the world of Endless Big 6, martial artists cultivate Xuan Qi, and there are also five elements of attributes.

Throughout the ages, the warriors above the big 6 have the most attributes of the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, followed by some rare attributes such as space, darkness, and light, and everyone's attributes are different.

The purpose of the attribute test is to be able to classify and teach later, so as to facilitate the selection of exercises, cheats, and various pills, which is conducive to the sect to formulate a cultivation plan for its disciples.

Of course, it is also possible to test a person's cultivation talent.

The purer and more prosperous the attributes, the broader the path of cultivation in the future, and the weakness of the attributes means that the path of cultivation is extremely difficult.

There are quite a few people who appear at the [Attribute Test] venue.

In the most zhongyang of the site, there are more than a dozen high platforms built of bluestone, on which there is a cyan stone table two meters wide and twenty meters long, and on the table, there are six oval giant egg-like stones more than one meter high in turn, which are divided into gold, wood, water, fire, earth and rare attribute species testing tools, with different colors and extremely smooth surfaces.

Behind the stone table, there were six sect elders in silver robes.

Most of these elders are old men, and it seems that a gust of wind can blow them down, but there is a faint terrifying aura circulating on their bodies, like ancient mountains pressing there, making people's hearts palpitate, making everyone obediently line up for testing, not daring to make the slightest trouble.

And dozens of three generations of Sword Asking Sect disciples in red and black robes, their breath was not weak, and they were busy judging, reading out, and recording various test results.

The boy who passed the bone age test came to the stone table in a long line, handed in his hand first, and after being recorded the serial number, he walked along the stone table and pressed his hands on the six huge smooth stone eggs in turn.

"No. 765 Zhang Fan, Metallic Ding and ......"

"No. 894 Liefei, soil attribute B. ”

"No. 1467 Wu Mochou, Fire Attribute C Class ......"

"No. 225o Cao Yan, water attribute first-class!"

As beams of light shone from the stone eggs, the three generations of disciples who were judging the records shouted loudly, announcing the fate of the tester, and some people were still happy and some worried.

Especially No. 225o Cao Yan, a thirteen-year-old young man in Chinese clothes, cheered and yelled excitedly when he heard the result, and hugged his parents.

Zhang Fan, who was sentenced to metal sex Ding and others, was fourteen and a half years old, with an ordinary appearance, wearing old leather armor like a hunter, obviously not from a very good background, and was accompanied by several hunters with fierce expressions.

Hearing the verdict, he and several of his fellow Orions were sad.

Such a talent can only be regarded as the last class.

If the performance is not good in the next few tests, this Zhang Fan, I am afraid that he will not have any chance to enter the Sword Sect, and he will not have a chance to enter the Martial Arts Dao from now on.

That's when —

"Hey, you're here too?" an exclamation came from my ear, "You're here for the test...... It turns out that you haven't asked the disciples of the Sword Sect yet?"

Ding Hao looked up.

But I saw that Xiao Chengxuan, a sturdy young man from Qingyang Town who had a relationship with the sword washing pond at the foot of the mountain three days ago, was turning his head from the front, looking at himself with a surprised expression.

Ding Hao smiled slightly, but didn't explain anything.

"Haha, I was really deceived by your kid that day. Xiao Chengxuan laughed, this young man in Qingyang Town, whose eyebrows were like knives, was also bold and not angry.

While speaking, Xiao Chengxuan had already arrived at the stone table.

This young master of Qingyang Town handed over his hand, and then confidently went straight to the first stone egg, the moment his hands pressed on it, a ray of golden sharp light rose to the sky, more than ten meters, dazzling, and suddenly alarmed countless people.

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