Chapter 3

Zheng Zizhou said: "After the talent test of martial arts cultivation, the test masters in the martial arts cultivation hall will awaken your innate soul power. Generally, what level of martial arts cultivation talent is, then the innate soul power will reach several levels. Just like my talent was level 9, after the awakening of innate soul power, I reached level 9. In this way, I am a martial disciple of level 9, and when your soul power reaches level 10, I will become Level 10 warrior, but if your innate soul power is level 10, you are a congenital warrior, but there is almost no such person. When a warrior cultivates to level 20, he becomes a level 20 martial arts teacher, and so on. Above the martial arts teacher is the general, then the Wuzong, then the king of martial arts, above the emperor of martial arts, above the emperor of martial arts, and then the immortal of martial arts , the last level is called Wu Sheng. "

"Martial disciples, warriors, martial teachers, generals, Wuzong, Wuwang, Wudi, Wuhuang, Wuxian and wusheng have ten levels, right?" Zheng ZiNuo said with his fingers.

"Eh? Brother, your memory is really good. You can remember it once." Zheng Zizhou was a little stunned and said with admiration. It's really surprising that a child who can't even count numbers at the age of eight can remember the martial arts level once. However, although Zheng ZiNuo is a little lazy at ordinary times, his head is extremely smart and his memory is amazing. He knows a lot of words at the age of eight and knows a lot of truth, which is much better than his peers.

"Ha ha... Of course, because I am the future martial saint." hearing Zheng Zizhou's praise, Zheng ZiNuo couldn't help farting again.

"Just you... Wait until the talent test. You're a martial saint." Zheng Zizhou laughed

The two brothers kept talking and laughing. Soon, Zheng Changfeng drove his carriage to the square of Wuxiu hall in the middle of the city.

The huge square with a radius of nearly 100 meters is all paved with white marble. It looks very spectacular. On the square, people come and go in an endless stream. Most of them are parents who take their children to test their martial arts talents.

Binjiang city is also a medium-sized city, with an urban population of about 100000. Therefore, there are not a few children as big as Zheng ZiNuo.

At this time, there was a long dragon standing in front of the tall and towering martial arts hall like a modern church. Zheng ZiNuo carefully counted no less than 30 children.

Zheng Changfeng stopped the carriage and joined the team with his two sons. The children stood in one row, while the adults accompanied them to stand in another row. They consciously stood in two teams.

"Eh? Isn't this martial arts master Zheng?" just standing in the team, a middle-aged man with a slightly bloated figure and wearing a yellow coat turned to Zheng Changfeng with a smile, then looked at Zheng ZiNuo beside him and said, "darling... This is the little childe of martial arts master Zheng. He is really a talent. He has such temperament at a young age and will be extraordinary in the future."

"It's boss Chen. Boss Chen flattered me. How can an eight year old child have any temperament." martial arts master Zheng smiled. He was still happy when he heard others praise his child. Then he looked at the little girl next to the talking man and asked, "boss Chen also brought a daughter to test his talent today?"

"Know why to ask." the man surnamed Chen murmured to himself, but still smiled and replied, "yes, I'm bored. Recently, the business of the cloth villa has been depressed. I just caught up with the martial arts hall to test my talent, so I brought my little girl to play." then I looked at another teenager beside Zheng ZiNuo and nodded,

"The eldest childe is also here. When the eldest childe tested his martial arts talent, I clearly remember that it was the blue martial spirit. The power of the innate soul was level 9. It really caused a sensation in the whole Binjiang city at that time. I think the youngest son of martial arts teacher Zheng would be no worse. Ha ha... It's enviable to be a martial arts practitioner."

Although most of the words said by Chen are hypocritical and flattering, the last sentence is true. In this warrior continent, it is indeed everyone's dream to become a martial arts practitioner. Martial arts practitioners not only have a respected status and are respected by the world, but also a high-income group. As long as they register in the martial arts hall, they can receive a certain amount of money according to their level Besides, the talent of martial arts practitioners is particularly important. Not everyone can become a qualified martial arts practitioner.

If your talent test is red martial soul, and your martial soul talent is below level 3, including level 3, then you will never become a martial practitioner in your life, because your innate soul power is level 0 after awakening. No matter how you practice, you can't cultivate real soul power. At most, you are only a strong athlete, and you can't become a qualified martial practitioner at all.

There are very few people with talent above level 3, and it is estimated that there will be no more than three of the 100 testers. There are more than 100 million people in the whole Japanese martial Empire, and less than 500000 registered martial practitioners. Therefore, martial practitioners are a very enviable and respected profession.

"There's nothing to envy. In fact, life and death have a life. Wealth lies in heaven. Everyone has his own life." Zheng Changfeng said calmly.

Boss Chen was stunned when he heard the speech, and an unknown anger rushed into his heart, but he was suppressed by himself in an instant. He continued to laugh and say, "martial arts master Zheng said very well, everyone has his own life." then he turned and looked at the people in front of him and walked into the martial arts hall and said, "it's almost about to start. Martial arts master Zheng, let's wait at ease."