Suddenly, just when everyone thought Zhu Lubin was about to go in, Zhu Lubin raised his hand again and looked at Tian Zhaodi who was following everyone in the room. He suddenly became a little shy: "Well, can I change my clothes first and then go in?"
"Rogue!" Tian Zhaodi snorted coldly, turned around and left. However, everyone was a little stunned.
"Change clothes?"
"Yes, it's my treasure garment. Didn't you say that you can use all means to change your treasure garment. It's not too much for me to change it." Zhu Lubin untied the backpack that he had been carrying on his back since he entered the academy.
"Of course there is no problem, just change it." A man in charge of the assessment nodded.
"Haha, this fat man is relieved. You can wait and see how Fat man abuses the guy inside." Zhu Lubin opened his backpack with confidence, took out a black dress from it, unbuttoned his top, revealing his white fat.
Seeing this body of fat, Lin Yiming suddenly felt that there was a woman next to him.
"Guoguo, don't look!" Lin Yiming hugged Guoguo and turned around.
After a while, he waited for a sound from the official door to turn around in his arms. This girl Guoguo is really a headache, and she doesn't even know whether there is a difference between men and women.
"Everyone, come with me." Zhang Youpeng saw Zhu Lubin leave, greeted everyone, pushed open the door on the right and walked in. While walking, he also said to everyone: "Test can be observed. When we walk from the right, we can see the fat man's battle."
At the same time, there were several people in the room who had not spoken, but Mingxin was also responsible for the record and walked over with them.
Through an upward corridor, Lin Yiming suddenly realized that he had come to a place like a stadium in his previous life. His place was like a stand in the stadium. However, below, it was very different from the stadium.
In other words, the place where you stand is like a mountain, and below is its vast and complex terrain, with hills, woods, sand pits, and even an artificial lake.
At this moment, below, in the middle of the sand pit, a man held his shoulders with his hands, standing straight like a javelin, staring at the entrance with his eyes tightly.
Lin Yiming swept the man and shook his head gently: "The seventh level of martial arts spiritual heart, Zhu Lubin is not easy to fight."
"That fat man, are you really expecting him to win?" Zhang Youpeng asked back, and then he said with the following terrain: "All the test locations and places where we score the rankings are very complex. The purpose is to allow those who guard the squad to choose the terrain they are good at. Because for those who challenge, they challenge others and have to adapt to various environments. When you challenge, you will encounter the same situation. You can observe carefully first."
Zhang Youpeng kindly reminded him, then stopped talking and looked at the entrance below.
There was still no movement at the entrance.
It took two or three cups of tea for a long time, but there was still no movement at the entrance.
Zhang Youpeng was impatient: "What's going on with that fat man? Why didn't he show up yet? He wouldn't be afraid temporarily. If he dares to escape, it will embarrass us in the West Courtyard of Purgatory. I won't beat him to death directly!"
Lin Yiming frowned slightly, "What did that fat man do? Why haven't he come yet?"
In the stands, everyone became impatient, and below, the man who had been standing like a javelin became even more impatient, and he even began to pace back and forth in the huge sand pit.
"Cruff..."
Just in the stands, the three responsible personnel in charge of the record had to discuss whether to directly determine whether the other party abstained from the right, the door at the entrance finally opened, and Zhu Lubin's plump figure slowly moved and appeared.
"I'm so embarrassed. I just got a stomachache, so I went to pull my stomach." Zhu Lubin covered his stomach with his hands and walked slowly towards the competition site. He explained, "It was better to pull my stomach, but who knew there was no paper yet. I had no choice but to wait for it to dry naturally!"
The warrior in charge of the test's face turned pale, and the fat man said it was so disgusting, and he seemed to smell a stinking smell.
"By the way, my name is Zhu Lubin. I don't know what this senior brother is called?" Zhu Lubin did not realize that he was late at all, but instead started chatting with the other party.
"Zhang Jun!" The man said his name coldly.
"Oh, what a good name." Zhu Lubin said and left, and suddenly squatted down with pain: "It hurts so much. The wild game I ate today must have not been roasted. I want to pull it!"
"It's really troublesome!" Zhang Jun, who was in charge of the test, looked at Zhu Lubin with disgust and clenched his fists hard: "A small martial arts spiritual heart is about to challenge, fat man, you are here to disgust. Get out quickly."
Zhang Jun cursed and kicked his legs in the sand pit. Suddenly, a piece of quicksand rose up and flew behind him. The man's body rushed forward suddenly, instantly rushed out of the sand pit, raised his fist, and rushed towards Zhu Lubin.
"Hey, no, no, just hit me no matter how you say you want to hit me. Wait for me to take a breath, otherwise I will go out to solve the problem first, and we will hit me again. You can't take advantage of others!"
Zhu Lubin shouted hurriedly. He had just had time to stand up. A cold and strong wind was blowing in front of him. He didn't even have time to dodge. In front of him, the other party's fist had already fallen.
"bump!"
With a loud bang, Zhu Lubin's fat face was instantly pulled out and twisted because of the sudden pain. His mouth naturally opened. A pair of eyeballs in his eyes widened at this moment and he thought he was about to jump out.
Under this violent punch, Zhu Lubin's clothes broke instantly on his stomach, and his fist like a rock fell on the black soft leather armor inside, and then he fell deeply into his fat belly.
"Um?"
When a punch fell, Zhang Jun screamed in confusion. He was surprised to find that his fist seemed to be stuck by something, and it actually stuck to the chest of the fat man opposite. What made him even more strange was that this punch did not knock the fat man opposite out.
"That fat man, how could he withstand the full blown attack of the seventh-level martial artist in the martial arts spiritual heart? He is only the first-level martial arts spiritual heart."
"Why didn't this fat man vomit blood? He insisted on it?"
"What's going on? The fat man was defeated by the attack just now. Why didn't he even get back?"
Three people in charge of the record were shocked.
Zhang Youpeng's eyes widened and looked straight at Zhu Lubin's belly. The fat man actually blocked the opponent's attack. It was weird, it was so weird. Under normal circumstances, a warrior with the first level of martial arts spiritual heart, even if he was powerful and was attacked by a full force by a warrior with the seventh level of martial arts spiritual heart, he should fall down and fail completely, and he might even be beaten to death with a punch.
But looking at Zhu Lubin, this fat man actually looks nothing serious, which is really strange!
On the field, Zhang Jun's face turned stern. Although he didn't know why his fist was stuck, he also knew that this would definitely be unfavorable to him. The most urgent thing was to pull out his fist quickly.
"Drink!" Zhang Jun shouted loudly, and the martial spirit heart in his body instantly turned to the extreme, and a powerful spiritual energy surged out. The man used all his strength and pulled out his punched fist.
Chapter completed!