“So that’s it.”

"Being low-key is actually a disease, and it needs to be cured!"

…

Amid the attention and discussion of the crowd, Yu Wensheng felt complacent in his heart. On the surface, he walked into the examination area calmly. Then, he heard a stern scolding: "Take off the armor!"

"Why?"

"Wearing Category 7 armor, boy, you are rich, aren't you?" An examiner in front of the observation platform sneered: "This is a quasi-rank assessment, not a game! Ordinary people can wear Category 7 armor and be successful, too."

If you have passed the preliminary assessment of the third level, then what else are you doing here?"

Yu Wensheng was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing, and quickly started to take off his clothes while saying sarcastically: "I'm sorry, I really didn't expect this."

Soon, Yu Wensheng was left with only his vest and a pair of red trousers.

He looked extremely pitiful because of his skinny bones, like a child who had suffered from inhuman abuse due to years of malnutrition.

When the examiner saw this image of Yu Wensheng, he couldn't help but laugh. He coughed repeatedly to cover it up and said, "Yu Wensheng, are you ready?"

"It's done." Yu Wensheng nodded.

"Hmm." The examiner pointed to the fighting arena: "Go there, go there, and after defeating your opponent, you will get the mid-level third-level quasi-level certification!"

Yu Wensheng stretched his thin arms and legs, jumped up and down, doing boxing movements, and arrived at the circular fighting arena with a diameter of fifteen meters.

Whoosh!

There was a soft sound!

The fighting arena was instantly surrounded by creatures and golden walls.

A door suddenly opened on the dark brown wall, and a masked man wearing black ordinary training clothes walked out. He was 1.85 meters tall and as strong as a lion.

…
Chapter completed!