Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint Chapter 208 96: How About Joining My Command?

On the platform.

"Young Master?"

The five people across heard the conversation between the two, and could not help but be slightly surprised.

"Alright, we can start now!" The host checked everything and then announced.

Hearing this, He Jinyun lazily said to the five people in front of him,

"Are you ready?"

"Young Master, right?" soone asked with a slightly condensed expression, and then he said, "Co on! Let see what a student from the Martial Arts Garden is capable of."

As soon as the person finished speaking,

He Jinyun moved like a gust of wind and charged towards the group.

The next mont.

Bang—

Bang—

Bang—

Several sounds erupted, and the seemingly malnourished and frail He Jinyun was like a heavy truck slamming into them.

In front of He Jinyun, the group had no ability to resist, and were directly knocked off the platform.

"This is outrageous!!!" Zhou Xing, seeing this scene on the platform, imdiately showed a shocked expression.

Jiang Ning also felt a slight surprise in his heart.

He had just heard from Liuu Shansheng that He Jinyun was a prodigy with Innate Divine Strength, but seeing He Jinyun's frail and thin appearance, Jiang Ning sowhat doubted his own judgent.

But when He Jinyun made his move, Jiang Ning knew he was not mistaken.

Because the strength He Jinyun exhibited was extraordinary and his speed was unusually fast, not even falling behind compared to him.

And his strength, just by the fact that these five were no match for him, must be imnsely exaggerated.

Only a completely overpowering dominance could achieve such devastation.

Then.

Jiang Ning nodded slightly, "This strength is indeed a bit exaggerated!"

"Good thing Brother Jiang stopped just now!" Zhou Xing ca back to his senses, and a look of relief imdiately appeared on his face.

He then reflected, "I know those five who fell from the platform, they are all decent in Ninth Grade, and one of them even has a personal tie with , possessing the strength of Ninth Grade Great Success!"

"But this Young Master seed unassuming, with a haggard and skeletal appearance, yet his strength is way too exaggerated, simply sweeping through those five effortlessly!"

"Even if we went up, we wouldn't stand a chance against him!"

"Good thing, good thing Brother Jiang stopped !"

Zhou Xing's expression turned into one of relief after a narrow escape.

On the other side.

He Jinyun collected a dark Token.

"Is this my identity token for the Inspection Office from now on?" he asked while fiddling with it.

"Young Master, this is just a temporary token; after today's examination, co to the Inspection Office tomorrow to exchange it for the official identity token!"

"Is there competition for the Deputy Commander position later?" He Jinyun tossed the token in his hand and asked while standing on the platform.

"Indeed!" the man hosting the examination nodded slightly.

Then he asked, "Young Master, are you going to compete for the team leader's position?"

He Jinyun, hearing this, slowly shook his head, "The position of team leader? That's not enough!"

Then he smirked and revealed a smile, "The position I must compete for is that of Deputy Commander, a Secondary Eighth-Rank official position, which suits my status!"

The man hosting the examination, hearing this, then said, "If Young Master could win the position of Deputy Commander, you could co to my command; I once received benefits from the old Lord."

"Received benefits? Forget it!" He Jinyun pursed his lips and jumped down from the platform.

The four other disciples from the Martial Arts Garden behind him looked at each other, with soone shrugging, "This examination is weirdly simple!"

Then they also jumped down.

Those who had just fallen off the platform, hearing this comnt, imdiately beca filled with anger.

Though they were swept aside by He Jinyun, they accepted it wholeheartedly.

If you can't win, there's nothing you can do.

But being mocked by a few who seemingly passed the examination just by making a round on the platform, so of them could not accept this.

In martial arts, it's inherent to hold pride, and they are straightforward by nature.

So imdiately soone stood up and said, "I don't accept this!"

"You don't accept what?" the host on the platform asked indifferently.

"I don't accept this kind of examination rules! Why can these weaklings win and pass the examination without even making a move? This is unfair!!" that person shouted loudly.

"Disapprove? Unfair?" the host on the platform smiled faintly.

Then he said, "Uncertainty is exactly right! Unfair is also right! The world is inherently unfair! If you're not strong enough, and can't find support, then you're eliminated, it's that simple!"

After saying that, his eyes swept across the crowd like sharp swords.

Where his gaze went, there was utter silence.

"Continue!!"

He spoke again, and then his figure soared, gliding to another arena that had already finished.

...

Below the platform.

At this point, with the previous forewarning, although there were many spectators under the platform, no one dared to step forward easily.

Because the rules were now clear.

Ten enter, five pass!

That is to say, the pass rate of this final test was rely fifty percent.

Once you take this step, regardless of what identity, you obtain a position in office.

Civilians and officials have always been two distinct social strata.

And passing this test depended not only on one's own strength but also on teammates' strength and opponents' strength.

If they encounter strength like that young master's earlier, few would be confident in passing this test.

Once on the platform, the opportunity to back down is lost.

Whoever follows must achieve a clear result with him.

Thus.

A sowhat awkward situation arose under the platform, no one taking the lead to step up.

Taking the lead ant losing the advantage and becoming a target for selection.

"Should we go up now, Brother Jiang?" Zhou Xing asked.