"Yes. It's level 10, Qian Doudou in our class." Liu Xiang affirmed.

"It's amazing. With a level 10 talent, there is a high chance that you can break through to become a grandmaster." Father Zhao said with emotion.

"What is a grandmaster? I've never heard of you saying that." Zhao Guangming asked quickly after hearing the new title.

"Legendary existence. I told you before that warriors are divided into multiple levels, warriors, warriors, senior warriors, great warriors, senior great warriors, warriors, senior warriors, and the higher up is the grandmaster."

"I have only heard about the legendary existence of your father. It is said that those who have achieved a breakthrough to become a master are already considered to be otherworldly, terrestrial gods. I don't know the details about your father. Grandmasters rarely appear.

.Maybe they are all in retreat preparing to ascend~~~"

"Dad, you are too ridiculous. What age are you in, and you are already talking about Ascension? Have you peeked at my novel?" Zhao Guangming was speechless as he listened to what his father was saying, which was getting more and more outrageous.

"Nonsense, I've been around for so many years and I've never seen what a grandmaster looks like. Why doesn't he show up if he doesn't ascend? It must be something like Shattering the Void, becoming a saint in the body and ascending to the fairy world or the spiritual world." Zhao Ze was taken aback when he saw it.

After discovering the little secret, he started talking nonsense and then slapped him again.

"If you don't know, you don't know. Why do you have to deceive people?" Zhao Guangming saw his father's excitement and didn't dare to retaliate, so he muttered in a low voice.

The back of your head is important, so keep a low profile for now. Go back and complain to your mother.

"You guys will get along well with that Qian Doudou from now on. Maybe if someone throws some rubbish around in the future, it will be enough for you." Zhao Ze saw that his son was timid and said casually.

"It's best to get it for her and take her home as your wife. Then you can lie down." Father Zhao felt that it was not enough and he tried another dirty trick.

Then he looked at his son, who was as skinny as a monkey, and then at his second junior brother.

"Oh, let's make friends." He shook his head and said.

How do these two guys look? Even if they are half as handsome and powerful as me, they can still win the job.

"You look down on your son so much, and you still treat him like a licking dog with his extraordinary talents. Isn't he just a grandmaster? I, Zhao Guangming, can do it just as well!!!"

I, Zhao Guangming, cannot bear this grievance.

"Child Zhao Guangming, I think you have never been hit by the cruel reality. Come, daddy, give you a vivid lesson." Zhao Ze looked down at his son's unconvinced look, fearing that he was too ambitious and said.

"Do you know what a grandmaster is?"

"I don't know, it's just that I'm awesome. Don't you know better if you don't tell me?" Zhao Guangming replied.

"I don't know the master, but I know the senior martial arts masters. There are 36 senior martial arts masters in the federation. And none of them have a cultivation talent below level 9. The talent level determines the level of cultivation. The probability of advancement for a lower level talent is reduced by 10

times. Your level 8 talent can touch the threshold of a martial artist at most.

There is less than a tenth chance of being able to advance to martial arts, let alone a senior martial artist or a grandmaster. Therefore, it is only practical to lay a solid foundation after entering the martial arts class and strive for the final breakthrough to become a martial arts master." Father Zhao is not trying to beat his son.

He is not motivated, but he is afraid that his son will set his goals too high and end up with a broken head.

"It's so miserable. Except for Qian Doudou, who is a level 10 talent, there are no level 9 students in our class. There are only four level 8 students including me. Doesn't that mean that except for Qian Doudou, we are all scum." Zhao

No matter how confident Guangming was, he was shocked by his father's words.

"What a shame, you really think that great warriors and martial arts masters are worthless. Even a senior warrior can earn this family fortune. Needless to say, great warriors and above. Although our city is not a first-tier city, it is still a second-tier city.

You are considered top-notch here, but there are not many great martial artists in the city. The only martial artist is Minister Chen of the Municipal Defense Force, with the rank of major general. If you can break through to become a martial artist in the future, I will immediately go back to my hometown to worship my ancestors and thank my ancestors for their blessing." Father Zhao.

He was also afraid that Zhao Guangming would be severely hit, so he quickly said.

"That's not bad. I will be a major general, lieutenant general or something in the future, so that you can take advantage of me." After hearing this, Zhao Guangming raised his tail again. This time, he kept a low profile and did not go to the second floor.

The two men, who were arguing with each other in a heated manner, did not notice that the fat man with his big face was getting pale and pale, and he was also listening to the cruel reality vivid lesson next to him.

When Zhao's father was talking in plain words and the stars were flying around, a weak question came from the side.

"Um, Uncle Zhao, can someone with a third-level talent become a martial artist?"

"You've got a level 3 talent, but you're still practicing. If you can advance to a warrior one-tenth of the way, you have to burn high incense. Why do you ask?"

Father Zhao replied casually, then turned to look at Liu Xiang.

"I have a level 3 talent, and I also signed up for a martial arts class." The fat man with a big white face next to him raised his hand.

"Well, that's not necessarily the case. As long as you are willing to attack hard, there is still a chance... Well, there is a chance." Father Zhao looked at the fat man and said. His voice became lower and lower, and he felt unconfident no matter how he listened.

"By the way, dad. Liu Xiang came here today because he wanted you to take him to Uncle Zhang's place to test his talent. I always feel that there is something wrong with the school's testing cabin." Zhao Guangming was afraid that Liu Xiang would feel uncomfortable, so he quickly stated the purpose of today.

"Ah, okay. Let's go after dinner. Maybe there is something wrong with the machine." Father Zhao quickly agreed.

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Wang Meiying looked at the two men who were eating quietly and felt awkward. She spoke much less than before. Especially Zhao Ze, an old and disrespectful guy who usually fights to the death with the fat man over braised pork. Not today either.

Knowing what was going on, he helped Liu Xiang pick up the meat.

Suspecting that Zhao Ze had bullied Liu Xiang in the practice room, he gave him a fierce look.

There was nothing unusual about Liu Xiang, he was more prepared than usual, and his mouth was full of oil when he ate the braised pork one bite at a time.

Every time Wang Meiying sees Liu Xiang eating, she feels very happy and feels a sense of accomplishment.

For a chef, the highest compliment is for the diners to finish the meal.

And Liu Xiang has never been left.

Taking advantage of Zhao's father's guilt, Liu Xiang took advantage of the situation and quickly cleaned up the braised pork.

So fragrant.

After dinner, Liu Xiang said goodbye to Wang Meiying and followed Mr. Zhao and his wife in the psychic car to the Liaocheng Martial Arts Association.

The Martial Arts Association is actually the largest martial artist service center in the Federation, with branches in all cities across the Federation.

All unofficial warriors will deal with the Martial Arts Association. After all, the rating of private warriors comes here. And the martial artist rating is only the most basic service of the Martial Arts Association.

Liaocheng Martial Arts Association is located in the center of Liaocheng City. The 36-story, 207-meter behemoth has become one of the landmark buildings in Liaocheng City.

Zhao Ze has a close relationship with Zhang Yao, the grader of the Liaocheng Martial Arts Association. Otherwise, the Martial Arts Association would be off work at night.

Zhang Yao led the three people directly to the talent testing center of the association building.

The staff at the test center have already gone off work. Fortunately, Zhang Yao is also good at operating talent test chambers, otherwise he would have to come back during the day tomorrow.

Liu Xiang looked at the familiar test cabin and felt a little scared for a moment. He picked up Zhao Guangming and stuffed it into the test cabin, letting Old Zhao test it first.

"ding ding ding"

As expected, Zhao Guangming's test result was still 8 lamps and level 8 talent.

It was Liu Xiang's turn. He gritted his teeth. He had to do it anyway.
Chapter completed!