Hypocritical people

"Punch strength 293...289...285...test results failed."

"Punch strength 303...305...304...test results passed."

"Test results passed."

"Test results failed."

"Next wave...next wave..."

As Zhang Ming called the roll, wave after wave of candidates came forward to test their arm strength.

Some were happy and some were worried.

The candidates who passed the test were excited, while the candidates who failed the test were frustrated. The candidates who had not yet taken the test were nervous.

The teachers of various schools looked serious, staring at the arm strength tester without blinking.

"Next wave..."

Time passed.

Soon.

More than an hour passed.

Nearly half of the candidates took the punching strength test, and most of them did not have enough punching strength and failed the test.

District Chief Wu sat in his seat with an unhappy look on his face.

In the past hour, a total of more than 400 candidates took the punching strength test. Only more than 100 candidates passed the test, and the pass rate was less than 30%.

This is even lower than the passing rate in previous years.

Huidu Base City has twelve districts, and each district has its own preparatory warrior indicators.

If the indicators are not met, even the senior officials of the Ministry of Education will inevitably be held accountable.

"Wang An... Zhao Li... Qin Long... Hua Guduo... Tang Ritian..."

Another wave of candidates came on stage.

The final test results were all unqualified.

Oh——.

Zhang Ming sighed and shook his head.

District Chief Wu's face became even uglier.

"Oh my god, are there so many people in the martial arts hall today?"

Suddenly, a slightly surprised male voice sounded in the entire examination hall.

All teachers and students subconsciously looked at the sound.

Then, Jiang Yu walked in front of everyone with a leisurely pace and a calm expression, and found a seat and sat down at random.

"Who is he? This is the martial arts examination site, how did he get in?"

"Who knows, maybe he is the child of a senior official in the martial arts hall."

Teachers and students from various schools talked about it.

District Chief Wu frowned and looked at Zhang Ming in front of him.

Zhang Ming seemed to have not noticed the gaze of District Chief Wu, and he was busy calling out names, ignoring Jiang Yu's arrival.

"Teacher, isn't this Jiang Yu from our class? Wasn't he expelled from school? How could he be here?"

A candidate behind Wei Fang asked in confusion.

Suddenly, teachers and students from other schools turned their eyes to Wei Fang, including District Chief Wu.

Wei Fang wanted to strangle this candidate on the spot.

Facing the gazes of other teachers and students, as well as District Chief Wu's unhappy expression, Wei Fang did not dare to be negligent, and hurriedly explained with a smile:

"District Chief Wu, you don't know, this classmate was indeed a student in my class before. But because of his bad behavior, disrespect for elders, and sleeping in class, he was expelled from our school long before the college entrance examination."

"As for why he appeared in the martial arts hall, I don't know."

"Oh."

District Chief Wu said "Oh" lightly, retracted his gaze, and continued to look at the candidates who were testing their punching strength.

He didn't care about Jiang Yu's sudden appearance.

The martial arts exam is different from the literary exam. There are not so many rules and regulations. It requires absolute silence and no one can disturb it.

Every year, there will be other martial artists in the martial arts exam. As long as it does not affect the normal progress of the martial arts exam, it will be fine.

Seeing that District Chief Wu no longer asked questions, Wei Fang breathed a sigh of relief, glared at the candidate who had just asked questions, and sat upright in his seat.

The assessment is still going on.

"The next wave... Ouyang Xue... Tang Xiaoer... Wang Dagang... Wu Zhen..."

Zhang Ming continued to call out names.

After the words fell, a black boy stood up from behind Wei Fang, and nine candidates from other schools walked to the arm strength machine.

Looking at the black boy, Jiang Yu's eyes slightly pressed down, and a gleam of light flashed.

He knew this black boy, who was his classmate, named Wu Zhen.

He was a famous yin-yang person, who said one thing on the surface and another behind the scenes, and liked to tell small reports to the teacher in private.

Wu Zhen was the person who mocked him in a yin-yang way in class on the first day he came here.

On weekdays, Wu Zhen was in cahoots with a short boy named Wang Nan who was just over 1.4 meters tall.

These two were always acting weird in the class.

"Let's get started!"

Zhang Ming said to Wu Zhen and the other ten people.

Bang Bang Bang...

The sound of collisions was heard.

The punching strength values ​​of the ten people appeared.

"Ouyang Xue's punching strength is 358...368...382... passed the test."

"Tang Xiaoer's punching strength is 299...300...301 passed the test."

"Wang Dagang's punching strength is 289...291...287... failed the test."

"..."

"Wu Zhen..." Zhang Ming's brows suddenly frowned, and he continued: "Punching strength is 217...215...213... Super unqualified."

"No... Impossible!"

Wu Zhen stared at his punching strength value, his face full of disbelief.

Puff.

A chuckle suddenly sounded, echoing in the entire assessment hall, in the ears of all teachers and students.

All teachers and students looked at the sound.

Jiang Yu looked at Wu Zhen with a mocking look, and there was contempt in his eyes.

"Jiang Yu, what are you laughing at?"

Wu Zhen shouted angrily, glaring at Jiang Yu.

He was already in a bad mood because he failed the test. Jiang Yu's sudden mockery made him feel embarrassed and embarrassed.

Jiang Yu smiled and shook his head and said, "Nothing, I was just laughing at some people. They only have 200 kilograms of punching power, but they dare to come to participate in the preliminary warrior assessment. They are really overestimating themselves."

"You..." Wu Zhen was about to refute, but suddenly thought of something, and smiled instead of anger, with a mocking smile:

"Jiang Yu, you are a poor student who was expelled from school, what qualifications do you have to sit here and laugh at us."

"If you think you can do it, come up and take a test. Do you think you can pass the punching test?"

"Okay, I'll go up." Jiang Yu smiled and nodded, and walked towards the arm strength tester.

He has never been a generous person.

Like to accept what is given to him and swallow his anger.

When someone slaps him, he will ask if the other person's hand hurts.

His principle of life has always been to fight evil with evil, violence with violence, and repay kindness with virtue.

If someone ridicules him, he must ridicule back. They are all first-time people, why should he give in to others?

District Chief Wu frowned and glanced at Wei Fang with a bad look.

In such an important occasion as the martial arts exam, someone actually made trouble at this time. How can this be decent?

The most important thing is that the person who made trouble was a student of the Third Middle School before.

Wei Fang saw the meaning in District Chief Wu's eyes, and quickly stood up and shouted at Jiang Yu:

"Jiang Yu, what are you doing? The martial arts exam is such an important occasion, how can you make trouble here? Listen to the teacher's advice and go home quickly."

"Although you were expelled from school, the teacher also told you a few days ago that life is not just about the college entrance examination. You don't want to be taken away for investigation because of disrupting the martial arts exam, right?"

Jiang Yu ignored Wei Fang, walked to the arm strength tester in front of Wu Zhen, and threw three punches.

Bang Bang Bang!

2770…2810…2920….

Three red numbers appeared on the screen.

All the teachers and students present, including Zhang Ming, were stunned when they saw the red numbers.