Zheng Zizhou said: "After the martial arts talent test, the test masters in the martial arts palace will awaken your innate soul power. Generally, what level is the martial arts talent, then what level will the innate soul power reach, just like

My original talent was level nine. After I awakened my innate soul power, I reached level nine. In this way, I am a level nine warrior. When your soul power reaches level ten, you will become a level ten warrior. But

If your innate soul power is level 10, you are an innate warrior, but such a person is almost rare. When a warrior reaches level 20, he will become a level 20 martial artist.

By analogy, the one above the martial master is the general, the next one is the martial sect, then the king of martial arts, the one above is the emperor of martial arts, the one above the emperor of martial arts is the emperor of martial arts, the next higher level is the martial immortal, and the last level is called the martial saint."

"There are ten levels in total, including martial apprentice, warrior, martial master, martial general, martial sect, martial king, martial emperor, martial emperor, martial immortal and martial saint, right?" Zheng Zinuo said, clasping his fingers.

"Huh? Brother, your memory is really good. You can remember it after hearing it once." Zheng Zizhou was slightly stunned and praised. For an eight-year-old child who can't even count numbers, he can remember the martial arts level after hearing it once.

It's really surprising. Although Zheng Zino is usually a bit lazy, he is extremely smart and has an amazing memory. He has known a lot of words and understood a lot of truths at the age of eight, which is better than his peers.

Much more.

"Haha... of course, because I am the future Martial Saint." Hearing Zheng Zizhou's praise, Zheng Zinuo couldn't help but feel bad again.

"Just you... let's wait until the talent test is over. You're still a Martial Saint." Zheng Zizhou laughed...

The two brothers kept talking and laughing, and soon Zheng Changfeng drove his carriage to the Wuxiudian Square in the center of the city.

The huge square with a radius of nearly 100 meters is made of white marble. It looks very spectacular. On the square, people are coming and going in an endless stream. Most of them are parents bringing their children to practice martial arts.

Talent test.

Binjiang City can be considered a medium-sized city, with a population of about one hundred thousand, so there are not a few children of Zheng Zino's size.

At this time, a long queue had formed in front of the tall and majestic Wu Xiu Hall, which was like a modern church. Zheng Zinuo carefully counted no fewer than thirty children.

Zheng Changfeng stopped the carriage and took his two sons to join the procession. The children stood in one row, and the adults accompanied them in another row. They consciously formed two teams.

"Eh? Isn't this Master Zheng?" Just after he stood in the team, a middle-aged man in front of him, who was slightly bloated and wearing a yellow coat, turned to Zheng Changfeng with a smile on his face, and then looked at the man next to him.

Zheng Zinuo said, "My dear... this must be Martial Master Zheng's young master. He is indeed a talented person. With such a temperament at such a young age, he will definitely be extraordinary in the future."

"It turns out to be Boss Chen. Boss Chen has given you the award. How can an eight-year-old child have any temperament?" Master Zheng smiled slightly. When he heard others praising his child, he felt happy in his heart. He then looked and spoke.

The little girl next to the man asked, "Boss Chen also brought his daughter here to test his talent today?"

"Asking knowingly." The man surnamed Chen muttered secretly, but still replied with a smile on his face, "Yeah, I'm bored, and the business of Cloth Village has been a bit sluggish recently. It happened to be in time for Wu Xiudian to test talents, so I brought my daughter over to play.

Let’s play.” After saying that, he looked at another young man beside Zheng Zinuo and nodded and said,

"The eldest son is also here. When the eldest son took the martial arts talent test, I clearly remember that it was a blue martial arts spirit, and the innate soul power was level nine. It was really a sensation in the entire Binjiang City at that time. I think Martial Master Zheng's youngest son also

It can’t be too bad, haha... It’s really enviable to be a martial artist.”

Although most of the previous words spoken by the man surnamed Chen are hypocritical and flattering, the last sentence is indeed true. In this martial continent, it is indeed everyone's dream to become a martial artist. Martial arts practitioners not only have a respected status, but also have a high status.

They are highly respected by the world and are also a high-income group. As long as the martial arts practitioners registered in the Martial Arts Hall can receive a certain salary according to their level, what's more, the talent of the martial arts cultivators is particularly important, and not everyone can

Can become a qualified martial artist.

If your talent test is a red martial soul, and your martial soul talent is level three or below, then you will never be a martial artist again in this life, because your innate soul power will be level zero after awakening.

, no matter how hard you practice, you can't cultivate true soul power. At most, you are just a strong athlete, and you can't become a qualified martial artist at all.

There are very few people with talents above level three. It is estimated that there will be no more than three out of a hundred testers. The entire Japanese martial arts empire has a population of more than 100 million, and there are less than 500,000 registered martial arts cultivators.

, so martial arts cultivators are a very coveted and respected profession.

"There is nothing to envy. In fact, life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven. Everyone has their own destiny." Zheng Changfeng said calmly.

Boss Chen was slightly stunned when he heard this, and a senseless anger suddenly surged in his heart, but he was suppressed by himself in an instant, and continued to laugh: "Master Zheng is right, everyone has his own destiny."
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