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Smiling slightly, the girl nodded gently and said: "Okay, now give me the professional medal. Judging from your appearance, you should be a swordsman!"

kindness?

I looked at the girl in confusion and said in confusion: "I'm sorry, I don't understand what you are talking about. Is it called a professional medal? I don't think... I don't seem to have one!"

ah!

She screamed in surprise, and the pretty girl said apologetically: "That's not going to be easy. You can't become an adventurer without a professional medal issued by the Swordsman Association. I see... are you going to the east of the city?

Apply for one from the Swordsmen Association!"

After listening to the girl's words, I nodded quickly, and after asking for the direction and location, I quickly rushed out of the Adventurer's Guild and went to "apply" for my Swordsman Medal!

The pretty little girl gave very clear instructions. Following her instructions, I didn’t take any detours and came directly to a building. In front of this building, there was also a huge sign. It was a building with a name.

There is a huge blue shield as the base, with the symbol of a sword and a sword crossed on the shield, which proves that this building is exactly what the little girl said - the Swordsman Association, or the Samurai Association!

Unlike the Adventurer's Guild, there was no one in the Samurai Association except for a soldier in iron armor in front of the counter. The entire association seemed unusually deserted.

When I walked to the counter, the middle-aged samurai at the counter gave me a cold look and said in a low voice: "Do you want to apply for professional promotion or membership?"

I was slightly stunned, scratched the back of my head in embarrassment and said, "Well... I'm here to apply for membership. Please help me with it!"

After listening to my words, the middle-aged warrior looked me up and down, then waved his right hand and said: "In that case, you go in through the door on the right, there will be special people inside to test you."

After thanking you gratefully, I didn't say anything more. I walked silently towards the small door on the right and knocked lightly. After receiving permission, I opened the wooden door and walked in.

This is an oval-shaped venue with an area of ​​about 400 square meters. A young warrior in steel armor is steaming all over. It seems that he has just finished training. At this moment... he is waving to me, motioning for me to come over...

I hurriedly trotted to the steel armor warrior. Before I could say anything, the other party wiped the sweat from his face and said quickly: "You are participating in the test, right... Go to the venue over there first and use that test weapon.

With your big sword, chop that iron pillow and I will measure your strength!"

I opened my mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end I didn't say anything. I frowned and walked to the iron pillow pointed by the armored warrior. Looking at the ridiculously big sword, I couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The iron pillow is not very big, just as big as an ordinary pillow. The iron pillow is covered with slash marks. It seems that... all those who want to join the Samurai Association must undergo this test!

What makes me embarrassed is that the big sword is really big, one meter and two meters high, one palm wide, and its thickness is also exaggerated. It is not a sword at all, it is clearly a steel bar!

This point alone may not be too exaggerated. If I use both hands, I am confident that I can make a cut with the sword. But the problem is that this is a one-handed sword. There is only room for one hand, so it is impossible to use both hands.

Go use it!

Holding the hilt of the sword with a wry smile, I struggled to pick up the big sword. Unfortunately, although I picked it up, I wanted to use it to attack? It's better not to joke! This sword has a full 60

Jin Zhong, how do you want me to play with one hand?

when!

Reluctantly raising it to the highest point, I slashed it down with a sharp sword. After a slight clang, the test was over. When I turned back to look at the steel-armored warrior, I was shocked to find that this guy was no longer in his original position! The entire room

There is no one there. Where did he go?

Are you wondering? A figure slowly flashed out from the side door, holding an extra-large water glass in his hand. Judging from his careful look, it seemed that the water was quite full!

Step by step, the armored warrior finally placed the water glass on the table. After thinking about it for a moment, I understood. No wonder the guy was so anxious just now. He has been practicing love for a long time. He was so thirsty that he rushed to pour water.

I shook my head and was about to tell him that I couldn't use this big sword at all. The steel-armored warrior had already run towards me and said with a smile on his face: "I'm sorry, I just went to pour some water, what's wrong?

Have you finished cutting? Tell me...which mark did you cut?"

Standing there awkwardly, I was really embarrassed to answer. The sword I just struck was not qualified to leave too deep a mark on the hard iron pillow! "

After searching awkwardly for a while, I finally found the shallow mark next to a deep ditch and said shyly, "This is it!"

kindness?

The steel-armored swordsman exclaimed in admiration: "It's not bad... It's quite powerful. It's comparable to the strength of the big guy who came to take part in the test in the morning. Although it's still very weak, it's pretty good for a novice!"

ah?

Looking at the steel-armored swordsman in confusion, I couldn't help but be confused. Can such a sword be considered good? Could it be that... an E-class swordsman is not as good as an ordinary hunter in the village?

My doubts didn't last long. When I saw the armored warrior measuring the deep groove with satisfaction, I finally understood that he was wrong. I was referring to the shallow mark, but he thought I was talking about it.

It's that deep ditch, my God! This misunderstanding is huge!

Just when Xiao was about to explain, the steel-armored warrior stood up with satisfaction, holding the measuring tool and exclaimed: "Well, it's not bad...it can be cut half a finger deep!"

No...it's not...

He hesitated, and when I was about to explain, the armored warrior didn't give me this chance at all. He pointed to the field next to him and said quickly: "Okay, okay, I know your power has reached the 2E level.

Okay, but don’t be proud? You’re still far from good at this level, so go over there and do some exercise!”

After saying that, the armored warrior couldn't wait to run away. He ran to the table, quickly picked up the water glass, and drank happily. Looking at his happy expression, I, the viewer, felt a sense of excitement.

The feeling of freedom is called a warrior!

After thinking for a while, I did not continue to explain anything. Although I am not a bad guy, I am definitely not a gentleman. I am just an ordinary person. Throwing a brick from a building can kill ordinary people! Since he has agreed on this,

There is no need for me to forcefully explain that this advantage is not in vain.

Thinking of this, I walked to the open space pointed by the steel armor warrior and started to move. I wonder what the next test will be?

After moving for a while, the armored warrior finally finished his drinking and walked over with a cheerful expression on his face. He said loudly: "Okay, the next step is the actual combat test. As an E-class warrior, you must be qualified to defeat the wild boar alone. You

Are you ready?"

Wild boar?

I looked at the armored warrior in confusion. I don't understand. Can an E-class warrior only defeat a wild boar? Is he too weak?

However, I didn’t understand it at all, so I didn’t ask any more questions. Since that’s what they asked me to do, I’ll do it. Anyway, for me, my goal is just to get a professional medal.

Seeing that I said he was ready, the steel-armored warrior nodded, walked directly to a short door nearby, gently pulled the door handle, and warned: "You have to be careful, this wild boar is already hungry."

It’s been more than ten days. If you’re in danger, you should call for help quickly!”

He smiled wryly and nodded. If I had to ask for help against a wild boar, I would have been dead for hundreds of years. In the more than a year of life in the jungle, I have encountered guys many times more powerful than wild boars. How?

Maybe afraid of wild boars!

Roar!
Chapter completed!