"Cut." The man snorted contemptuously, rolled his eyes, and said slowly: "No, you can lift which piece you can lift. The score is calculated according to the heaviest piece. ."
The man lowered his head and didn't even look at Wu Ling at all. His expression was very domineering: "You are just a waste material, I am afraid you can't even lift the lightest piece!"
Wu Ling smiled bitterly and walked to the heaviest big rock. The big rock looked like a thousand or two hundred jins. It was bigger than Wu Ling's body. He took a breath, squatted down, and slammed his hands inward. With one catch, two extremely horrifying holes were suddenly caught.
With a slight force, he lifted the largest stone easily, squatted, stood up, squatted, stood up, his face was not red, not breathing, and he did more than a dozen back and forth in a row.
Seeing that the person was still bowing his head and seemed to have no interest in observing, Wu Ling simply lifted a boulder weighing 1,200 jin, as light as a swallow, walked up to the person quietly, and asked with interest: "You take the liberty to ask, how many counts as a full score? Or, how long does it take?"
The man felt that his eyes were dark, and when he heard the words, he raised his head abruptly and saw Wu Ling holding the heaviest boulder, standing in front of him like a hill. The man looked at Wu Ling like a monster, and couldn't help but look again. After going through the name column again, it took a long time to ask tremblingly: "This son, may I ask, are you really the son of our Principality Wu Yu-sama, Wu Ling?"
"It's like a fake replacement, Wu Yu is my father. I am Wu Ling." Wu Ling smiled, admiring the shocked expression of that person.
"Too abnormal! Is this a stand-in?" The man murmured softly, his face full of incredible, it seemed that this scene was the most incredible thing he had ever seen in his life.
However, his face changed immediately. There was less disdain and ridicule, more seriousness and surprise, and said solemnly: "There is nothing to be proud of if strength is good. The more you go down the test, the more difficult it is. Now you should test your endurance. It's up." The person said coldly in time if he didn't want to be too confused.
When Wu Ling turned and walked far away, the man wiped his head with cold sweat, and madly pulled the arm of another tester next to him with excitement, and shouted: "This is not true, isn't it true!" He must be a stand-in, right, right?"
The man next to him also opened his mouth in astonishment, forgetting what he was doing, looking at the direction where Wu Ling disappeared, and muttered: "What's wrong in this world? Waste materials can also lift a thousand or two hundred kilograms of boulders! Is there a fake in it?"
His eyes lit up, he got up suddenly, and the person next to him was taken aback. He walked a few steps and walked to the boulder that Wu Ling had grabbed. He wanted to check the sluggishness inside, but was surprised to find two palm-sized deep holes on it: "This, this is."
The man slumped down on the ground, looking at the huge boulder as if he was stuck, secretly thanking that the person who tested Wu Ling was not himself. The starting point of the endurance test is that several testers sit and lie lazily, chatting without a word, obviously very leisurely.
The endurance test is a long-distance running, starting from the Square of Wind, and running three laps around the City of Wind, it looks like about 300 miles.
Because the distance is too long, the time for this test is a bit long. Now, the first wave of tests is far from over. The fastest person has not ran a third of the distance.
Seeing Wu Ling rushing in recklessly, several testers stared with big eyes, petrified for a moment, and for a long while, one of them had a cold face and said coldly: "Are you here to test your endurance? You're late! "The man who spoke was an old man in his fifties, who could not see the young man procrastinating, he reprimanded.
Being stared at by several testers, Wu Ling didn't expect to be misunderstood as being late, and quickly explained: "I have tested my strength, and the staff over there asked me to come here. Did I go to the wrong place? "
The group of people looked at Wu Ling in disbelief one by one, with sharper eyes. The old man was obviously the leader of the group. He slanted his eyes and asked, "I have tested my strength so soon? Give your report card. Let me see."
After receiving Wu Ling's transcript, the old man studied carefully for a long while, his expression was a little startled, and he immediately returned to the original state, and then beckoned to Wu Ling, "Come with me!"
Although this old man had sharp eyes, he didn't seem to know what Wu Ling had done before. Without the contempt and disdain in the eyes of the previous tester, perhaps this person was a character sent by the Wuzhi Empire.
Thinking about this, Wu Ling followed the old man to the place of departure.
"From here, run three laps around the City of Wind. Every time you run, you will get a certificate here, and finally you will submit your score here." The old man's eyes were solemn, and he introduced the rules of the test carefully.
Nodded, indicating that he had figured it all out, Wu Ling bowed slightly, and suddenly ran out with a "swish" like an off-string arrow.
On the smooth floor of the Square of Wind, there were fleeting afterimages. The old man looked at Wu Ling's disappearing direction with a look of astonishment. For a long time, he turned his head and smiled and said to his companions: "You, know this kid. Who is it? Looking at this kid's achievements, he should be one of the best talents in your Principality."
Everyone was stubborn and didn't know what to answer, and the few who knew were covered in cold sweats and were at a loss.
The old man's expression shrank: "What's the matter? Don't you know him?"
One of the young people finally couldn't help, bowed his head, and said in a low voice: "Sir, this person is the waste material that we just told you that has been in the realm of leather refining after ten years of cultivation, our minister of finance. The son of Wu Ling."
When the old man heard the words, his eyes were opened, and a terrifying aura spread, such as the stormy sea and the wind rolling clouds. Everyone was scared to bow their heads and shivered one by one: "A bunch of trash, such geniuses are all caught by you. If you turn it into waste, what is the use of the empire to raise you people? This is his achievement. Open your dog's eyes to see clearly. One thousand and two hundred jin of big rocks are lifted more than ten times in a row. Who among you? Can it be done?"
Everyone was silent and did not dare to speak, this person was a messenger sent by the sovereign state, and he couldn't afford to offend him.
At this time, a cringing voice came from the crowd: "Great strength does not necessarily mean strong strength. Perhaps, he can't tell what medicine he took!" Obviously I don't believe Wu Ling has such strength, then People immediately thought of reasons to justify doing things for themselves.
Glancing at the man sternly, the old man yelled at him, and finally healed a little, and ignored the group of people. He sat on the chair with great dignity and thought to himself: This rubbish has some truth. Wu Ling, I want to see if your endurance is as powerful as strength.