Gluttonous Warlock

Chapter 48 Pan Sen Martial Arts
"A country boy with mediocre qualifications is also worthy of making friends with Tao Na?!"

The green-robed warlock glared, talking to himself.

"What do you mean?"

"Huh? What do you mean?!"

"Are you still expecting the two of them to develop a love that transcends class, so that the country boy can take the opportunity to eat soft food from the eldest lady of the family?"

"I bother!!"

Han Ning slapped his palm on the desk, stood up abruptly, and gritted his teeth.

"Senior Sister Sola, at such a young age, she lived like a dog!"

"I really don't know what to say, it's ridiculous!"

To be honest, Ms. Sola, Allen's recommender.

When he was studying in the same discipline, he really took care of him.

However, time has passed.

The status of the two is no longer at the same level.

Sola didn't realize the class gap, and still spoke to him as a senior sister, somewhat confused about his own position.

Han Ning simply stopped pretending.

Not to mention Alan, even his enlightenment mentor, Sola, is just an outsider with mediocre aptitude and no future at all.

With him, there is no face at all!

"Sola is really getting worse and worse, send all the garbage to me!"

Contemptuously mocking, Han Ning casually crossed the letter of recommendation.

Too lazy to talk nonsense, I directly refused.

What country boy, where to go back and forth.

Good to go or not to send!
……

10 minute later.

Alan took the recommendation letter marked with a red cross and left the natural warlock tower.

The direction of this interview was completely beyond his expectations.

He didn't even really get an interview and was kicked out by Han Ning's teaching assistant.

He couldn't figure out where he offended Han Ning.

to be treated so roughly.

Not even given a chance to meet.

However, after much deliberation, most likely it was his own ogre bloodline, which couldn't get into the other party's eyes.

As fate should be, Allen has nothing to do.

Fortunately, there is another chance next time.

He decided to try his luck at Pantheon.

has already been rejected once.

Allen was very uncomfortable, and his self-confidence was also hit.

Walking on the road, thinking about it.

Instructor Carter and Mentor Pan Sen are just distant cousins ​​who are inseparable.

Haven't been in touch for years.

No matter what angle you look at.

Pan Sen had more reasons to reject him than Han Ning.

Thinking of the possibility of being shut down again, Allen couldn't help but feel uneasy.

It looked like a bright future.

Now it is also bleak and eclipsed, and I can't see the direction clearly.

Reluctantly cheered up and came to Pan Sen Martial Arts.

... In the end, the door was really closed!

Literally "keep out"!
A group of teenagers stood guard outside the door, all of them downcast.

Allen stepped forward to take a look.

There is a notice on the door.

……

Notice to Candidates:

You can only enter to take the test by pushing open the door with your own strength!

Cheaters will be punished severely!

……

Those teenagers who were blocked from the door.

It's all because of lack of strength, unable to push the door open, and failed to obtain the qualifications for continuous examinations.

Allen stepped forward and pushed the door open.

Continue to exert force with both palms.

crunch--

The heavy door opened slowly.

There are springs in the hinge.

No wonder it was so hard to push.

After trying it with his own hands, Allen knew it well.

Those with a physique below 16 points will definitely not be able to open this door!
As a violent warlock, physique is the foundation of everything.

Not physically strong enough for this path.

Being cut off directly by this gate is a long-term pain rather than a short-term pain.

……

Martial Arts Courtyard.

As spacious as a football field.

The courtyard is full of freshmen holding letters of recommendation.

Waiting to take the test.

Compared with the teenagers outside the door, the candidates in the courtyard were obviously bigger.

All of them are big guys with strong backs!
Allen was in it, not conspicuous.

The formal exam is divided into three levels.

After passing a level, you can enter.

Pass two levels and focus on cultivation.

After passing three tests, Pan Sen was accepted as a personal disciple.

first round.

The examiner is Pantheon's favorite student, Tuffman.

A late-stage violent warlock of the first order, with the blood of the tauren.

Tuffman, who is [-] meters tall, is a masculine bald man.

Wearing only a tank top and shorts, revealing a body of muscular body envied by teenagers, he stood barefoot in a chalk-drawn circle.

The radius of the circle is only one meter.

Tuffman's pair of big feet, the shoe size is 54!

Standing in such a small circle, if you move your footsteps a little, you will step on the line.

As an examiner, Tuffman stood in this circle, only defending but not attacking.

Each candidate has three chances to make calls.

With bare hands, within three moves, force Tafman out of the circle or step on the line, and you can pass the level!

Sounds like a no-brainer?
Ha ha……

The young and energetic candidates took the test and were all dumbfounded!

Shaking the rooted Tuffman is as difficult as fighting a brown bear with bare hands!

Several examinees who entered the stage one after another, although they were not as tall as Tafman, they all had a lot of strength.

Launch the offensive with confidence.

They soon realized that punches and kicks were of no use to Tafman.

As soon as he raised his hand, his intention to make a move was seen through.

Tuffman calmly raised his big slap.

With a snap, the examinee's fists and legs were slapped away.

The feet were motionless.

After the candidates suffered a loss, they learned a lesson.

Simply give up those fancy tricks and push hard!
Tuffman nodded and smiled.

Make sure that the candidates have found the correct way to pass the test.

Then he folded his arms across his chest and let the examinee push himself hard.

Steady on the horse's stance, still motionless!

There are already seven candidates on the field.

Five of them used up three chances and left the examination room in despair.

There are only two people, relying on stronger strength and some force-generating skills.

Finally, on the third try, Tuffman was pushed back a step, stepped on the line with his heel, and passed the risk.

After the end, the two of them wiped off their cold sweat with joy on their faces!
Allen's test number was ranked eighth.

He had been watching from the sidelines until it was his turn to play.

Observe other candidates' strength confrontation with Tuffman, and estimate Tuffman's physical attributes, no less than 20 points.

Allen's own physical attributes are 18 points.

Among all candidates, it can be ranked in the top three.

But there is still a certain gap with Tuffman.

What is the approximate level of the two-point physical difference?
For example.

It is almost the gap between white-collar OLs and dock workers.

Can all brute force push Tuffman out of the circle?

Allen felt that he was almost [-]% sure.

Since he has three chances to try, he doesn't need to worry.

It was Allen's turn to play.

Tightening his belt, he strode up to Tafman.

Slowly raise your arms and push your palms forward.

"Huh?!" Tuffman's eyes lit up, "Good posture!"

He put away the idea of ​​underestimating the enemy, and also reached forward with both arms.

The four palms collide, you push and I block, and you don't give in to each other.

The two people on the field, like two calm sumo wrestlers, started a confrontation with both strength and skill!

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A new volume has begun!

I heard that follow-up data is very important.

However, I don't quite understand, what is follow-up reading...

In short, trouble everyone, take a look at it when you have time.

Don't keep raising it, it would be a pity to raise it to death.

(End of this chapter)