Ding Meng quickly figured out the rules of this aptitude test. Far Voyage Alliance now had more than 120,000 people. Among the six major sects, it was the sect with the least number of people. Even ordinary sects had more people than this number.
Among the 120,000 people, 110,000 of them were technical talents in the professional field. There were less than 10,000 combat type origin ability users. These 9,000 plus origin ability users were mostly security guards and starship staff. Only a fleet commander like Kadiga was a real combat type origin ability user. However, Kadiga was considered quite powerful among these 9,000 people. The strength of Far Voyage Alliance was indeed a little weak.
The test was carried out in the training center on the basement 20 floor. Just the location of this floor showed how little importance Far Voyage Alliance placed on combat type origin ability users. This so-called training center was completely similar to the dojos in the Norse Empire. It was a spacious metal hall with all kinds of training equipment. There were also a few alloy rings in the distance. There were quite a lot of people in twos and threes. Most of them were fighting, but there were also some who were practicing swordsmanship and shooting …
Kadiga didn't follow because he had been summoned by the higher-ups to attend a meeting. However, the vice president was quite respectful and personally brought the young assistant down.
This was the first time Jun Ling and the other five had entered a real human society. It was inevitable that everything was new to them. Each of them looked around curiously.
Seeing the vice president Yu Mingzhe personally appear in the training center, the surrounding origin ability users straightened their backs and greeted him. Yu Mingzhe didn't beat around the bush. He cleared his throat and said, "Everyone, please stop for a moment. These seven newcomers are here to participate in the test today. Brothers and sisters, please take care of them …"
The training center was basically filled with all kinds of origin ability users from Far Voyage Alliance. The rules were very simple. If you could exchange blows with them and get their approval, then you would pass.
"It's that simple?" Little Arrow was a little surprised.
"This isn't simple."
The assistant came over and explained in a low voice, "Little brother, these people are very powerful. If you can win against any one of them, then you will pass. They are all all-rounders."
"Oh!" Little Arrow casually responded.
At this moment, the hall was filled with discussions.
"There are actually newcomers today. There's going to be fun!"
"Are they here to be abused?"
"Where did this group of people come from?
Were they promoted from the arena? "
"What do you think they are dressed like?"
"There are still people wearing animal skin clothing these days. Could it be that they escaped from the slave market …"
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It was normal for these people to have such thoughts. Before Ding Meng and the rest landed, only Ding Meng, Ding Meng and Qinqin had changed into slightly cleaner outfits. Elephant, Little Leopard and Little Arrow were used to being free and unrestrained, so they were still not used to interstellar fashion. Therefore, they were still wearing the outfits they had on Madison, looking like savages.
The assistant then asked Little Arrow, "Little brother, what are you good at?"
"Good at?" Little Arrow was a little confused. "I'm good at fighting monsters!"
The crowd immediately burst into laughter.
"This brat is actually good at fighting monsters!"
"What monster?
Kill a chicken or steal a cow? "
"You've played too many virtual games. Do you think this is a place to kill monsters and level up?"
The assistant also felt that his question was too unprofessional, so he simply changed his tone and said, "Alright, what department are you in?
Are you good at using weapons? "
Little Arrow said, "Me?
I should be in the light speed department. I prefer to use a knife. "
Therefore, a young man immediately walked out from the crowd. "Little brother, what kind of knife are you good at? I also use a knife. How about I spar with you?"
Little Arrow was about to answer, but he noticed that Jun Ling was winking at him. He immediately understood. This place was the God War Star Ring, not Madison Star. They couldn't fight casually. It was enough to just show some courtesy.
Therefore, Little Arrow answered honestly, "You can't."
The young man was stunned. "Why?"
Little Arrow said, "You're too weak."
"You!" The young man was annoyed. "Are you looking down on me?"
Little Arrow said, "I'm telling the truth."
The young man did not argue. He turned his head and said, "Give me a knife."
Someone in the crowd immediately handed over a shiny short knife. It was not a sharp weapon, just a thick-bladed short knife used in daily practice.
At this time, someone threw a small piece of wood into the air. There was a flash of white light. The wood did not seem to change, but when it landed on the ground, it shattered into three pieces. Each piece was almost the same size.
This knife was not only fast and accurate, but the technique was also quite ingenious. To be able to "break three pieces with one knife" proved that the young man had good attainments in knife skills.
"How is it?" The young man looked pleased. "If you can still show off your skills, I'll consider you recognized."
What was the point of cutting wood?
Little Arrow really wanted to reply, but now that everyone was competing, he could only say, "Okay, just give me a piece of wood."
Someone in the crowd immediately threw a piece of wood. The person who threw it was obviously teasing him. Because the wood seemed to be thrown, but in fact, it was bouncing towards Little Arrow's face. Its speed was not slow either. One moment of carelessness and he would be hit.
"Dang!" There was a loud sound.
No one knew what was going on. They saw someone in the crowd fall backward.
Taking a closer look, it turned out that the piece of wood had bounced back and hit the person's nose, causing blood to flow out from his nose. This hand strength was indeed the strength used to practice knife skills.
Everyone turned their heads to look again and found that the young man's face was a little green. His short knife was now in Little Arrow's hand. Little Arrow held the knife in front of him in a reverse grip. The wood had bounced back when it hit the blade.
As for how the knife was snatched away in an instant?
Not only did the young man not know, he did not react at all. Those who practiced knife skills should know how big the gap between the two was.
The crowd immediately quieted down. Yu Mingzhe and his assistant were not martial artists. The two of them looked at each other, not knowing how strong Little Arrow was.
"You're too weak!" The honest person still said this sentence.
However, the young man was so ashamed that he could not show his face. He silently retreated.
"Isn't this test a little too simple?" Little Arrow still asked the assistant.
"This …" The assistant was a little dumbfounded. The young man just now was a Level 8 Spirit Weapon User, but he actually cowered without saying anything. This group of people in front of him did have some skills.
"Since you're using a knife, let me try!" Another big guy walked out from the crowd.
Ding Meng sighed. "Forget it, let me do it!"
He rushed out not because he wanted to be in the limelight, but mainly because Little Arrow and the rest were used to life and death fights on Madison Planet. Once they made a move, it would be fatal. Even though Jun Ling had hinted just now, Little Arrow's counterattack with the knife had knocked that unlucky guy unconscious on the ground. Now that he was being carried out, if it was Elephant and Little Leopard's turn to make a move, he was afraid that someone would die.
Ding Meng turned his head to look at Yu Mingzhe. "Director Yu, I'm the weakest in our team. If I can pass, then they can definitely pass too. How about letting me take the test alone?
Everyone can just compete. It's not good to make it bloody. "
Of course, Yu Mingzhe could understand the underlying meaning of these words. This Little Arrow had probably held back just now. If he really counterattacked with all his strength, the result would be unimaginable.
And Ding Meng's appearance could easily create a false impression for everyone. Ding Meng's appearance was not shocking, his stature was short, and he looked a little thin and weak. He might really be the weakest in this group.
The big guy stared at Ding Meng. "You also use a knife?"
Ding Meng said indifferently, "If you're also chopping wood, then there's no need."
The big guy looked at him for a while and said, "Okay, you have guts. Let's not play those fancy games. Are you interested in competing?"
Ding Meng said, "How do you want to compete?"
The big guy pointed to a machine in the distance and said, "Let's try this. How about it?"
Ding Meng had seen this machine before. It was a training platform for cold weapons. It looked like a windmill, but there were all kinds of scabbards and scabbards hanging on the windmill. It spun in a disorderly manner. It required one to insert a weapon of the same type into the corresponding scabbards. Then, the platform above the platform would evaluate one's score.
This test looked simple, but it was actually very difficult. For a master knife user, not only did it require one to be skillful, fast, and strong, it also required one to have a good grasp of timing.
There were at least 30 scabbards hanging on the platform. Once the machine was started, the speed of the platform's rotation was not inferior to that of a wheel. It was so dazzling that it was difficult to see clearly, let alone insert the scabbards.
The assistant gave Ding Meng and the big guy each a short knife. The big guy stood in front of the windmill and stared at the pile of scabbards that were spinning in a mess. Suddenly, he shouted and threw the knife out.
With a click, one could tell that he had accurately inserted the knife into the scabbards.
Sure enough, the platform immediately stopped spinning, and the electronic screen above quickly showed the score. "1608 points!"
"Beautiful!
That was a really beautiful strike! "
"Damn, it can't be, right? He actually broke through 1500 points with one strike."
"Third Brother is still the best. Even Four-eyed can't reach your score …"
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The crowd immediately burst into an uproar. It was obvious that this strike was of a high standard.
Ding Meng was actually quite impressed. To be able to get 1000 points with this kind of cold weapon rotating platform was already quite good. It was impossible to get 1500 points without eight to ten years of hard work. This was because it was purely a combination of strength, speed, direction, and timing. It didn't require one to use Origin Energy.
The big guy also looked at Ding Meng with a smug expression. "Kid, I won't say that you can surpass me. If you can get 1500 points, I'll acknowledge you."
He had his reasons for choosing this competition. Xiao Jian's flick just now was skillful and skillful, but his eyesight and strength might not be as good as his. Thus, he chose the rotating platform to determine who was better.
Ding Meng smiled and said, "You might not acknowledge me."
The big guy also smiled. "What?
Did 1600 points scare you? "
"You're wrong!" Ding Meng turned his head and said to his assistant, "Can you give me a few more knives?"
Everyone looked at each other. What was the meaning of this?
Could it be that if he couldn't succeed the first time, he would have to try a few more times to succeed?
The assistant quickly handed over the knives. There were a total of three knives, and each knife was different in shape and size. In other words, Ding Meng now had four different short knives.
Ding Meng smiled at the big guy and said, "I'm not scared. I'm just scared that I'll scare you."