The entrance of the Gate of Heaven's disciples caused the audience to burst into cheers. There were also many fans in the audience who were holding up banners and shouting their idol's name (broken voice).
That's right, following the trend of the times, many Gate of Heaven's disciples debuted as idols. Their fan base was not small.
Nowadays, the focus of the people's discussion was the hunters. The fans of the former movie stars and singers had shrunk significantly. Their attention was not as good as before. Even if someone was cuckolded or married, it was difficult to make it to the top ten of the hot search list.
Of course, there was no lack of news of a third-rate star suddenly awakening and rising popularity.
Tang Yu also heard that many directors were raising funds for a new film. They wanted to shoot an authentic martial arts film with a full lineup of hunters. Today, there were a lot of talent scouts in the National Stadium. After all, hunters accounted for a large proportion of the contestants in the semi-finals.
But those directors were doomed to be disappointed. Ordinary Stage One or Stage Two hunters were nothing more than strong and fast. But could they smash stones with their palms? There was no such thing.
Even if they really fought, they would be like chickens pecking at each other. You can't expect a group of awakened ordinary people to instantly become martial arts masters.
Even if they were an ability user, a few fireballs and wind blades would be enough to hollow out their body.
Shooting a movie? Fifty cents special effects were more practical.
Most people had such thoughts because of the battle in the park in the western suburbs. The disciples of the immortal sects had walked on water and stepped on the collapsed stone bridge as if they were walking on flat ground. They had also dealt with the alien insects that Division 13 had been helpless against so easily.
Perfectly in line with ordinary people's fantasy image of a hunter.
"But if I let the Gate of Heaven's disciples play their true colors, it'll be different."
Tang Yu felt like he could go deeper into the sea. It not only satisfied the dream of some Gate of Heaven's disciples, but also expanded the Gate of Heaven's influence.
"I'm such a good Gate Master …"
…
"This semi-finals will use a weighted scoring system."
The host, Xiang Jinghong, stood on the high platform. He didn't have a microphone or a loudspeaker. He relied on his skillful sound wave combat skills. His blood power gathered at his throat. His voice spread out and suppressed the noise in the venue.
The noise in the audience gradually subsided. The contestants in the venue held their breath, not daring to miss a single word.
"The test is divided into 18 parts. Unlike the previous tests, you don't have to pass all the tests. Instead, you will be judged based on your total score. Everyone is free to choose the order of the test …"
"For each test, you'll get one point for passing, two points for being excellent, and three points for being extraordinary …"
"Different tests have different weighting, and the score obtained will be multiplied by the weighting coefficient. For example, the fist strength test has a weighting coefficient of 1, and the willpower test has a weighting coefficient of 3.5 …"
As the host's voice fell,
In the venue, the folding board shrank, revealing the previously blocked scene.
The punching machines were lined up one after another, and a sci-fi looking track was set up on the original plastic track …
These were things that the players could understand, but there were also some that looked very strange.
In a corner of the venue, two statues that looked like demons were placed there. The statues were made of grayish-white rock, but the red and gray lines in their eyes were distinct, as if they were about to come alive.
Beside the Evil Demon statue was a sign with the words "Will Assessment Area" written on it.
"Trial of Will? Why is it different from the last time? To think that I even spent a few thousand to find out about the Immortal Sect's assessment last time. How unlucky! "
Ge Long cursed in a low voice.
"Brother Long, you've already awakened. What's there to be afraid of? No matter how cold the Immortal Sect is, it's impossible for them to abandon an awakened. "
The underling flattered.
Ge Long felt that it made sense. He had only awakened two days ago, but the timing was just right. Awakening meant that he was no longer an ordinary person. Even among the tens of thousands of contestants who entered the semi-finals, awakened ones were still a minority.
"… Now, the semi-finals assessment officially begins. All contestants, please line up in an orderly manner before the assessment you want to participate in."
The crowd was divided into dozens of groups, forming a long queue. The scene reminded Tang Yu of the physical test back in the day. It could be said that they had to queue for an hour, and the assessment would take 50 seconds.
But … what did that have to do with him?
If he didn't even have patience, what qualifications did he have to become a disciple of the Immortal Sect?
Ge Long and a few of his underlings chose the punching machine as the first assessment item. This was also the item with the most queues. After all, it was a straightforward test of punching strength. There weren't too many mysteries.
On the contrary, there was no one in front of the two Evil Demon statues in the Will Assessment Area. Only a few dozen people were watching from a distance, but none of them entered.
They were worried, worried about the unknown assessment method of the Will Assessment.
Many well-informed contestants heard that during the last Immortal Sect's Will Assessment, a lot of people were embarrassed. It's fine if they couldn't pass the assessment. But there were nearly 100,000 spectators in the stadium, and the whole process was broadcast live. If they were filmed embarrassing themselves, then … they would lose their face abroad.
On the field.
The punching strength test, speed test, and other items had begun. But most of the contestants were still watching.
Everyone wanted to wait until they were confident before entering the field.
However, this was not in line with the original intention of the Immortal Sect's assessment.
Xiang Jinghong's voice sounded again, "The semi-finals assessment time ends at 5 PM. All contestants, hurry up and participate in the assessment. If it's expired … we won't wait."
Contestant 1: "…"
Contestant 2: "???"
Contestant 3: "!!!"
With a bang, all the assessment items were lined up with people. Even for the 'Will Assessment', there was a long line of more than a hundred people in front of the two statues.
Ge Long didn't pay attention to the other assessment items.
The speed of the punching strength test was very fast. It would be his turn in a few more people.
His attention was always on the contestants in front of him. Most of them had a punching strength of more than 100 kilograms. Some passed, some failed. After such a long time, only one person had obtained an excellent evaluation.
It was obvious that it would be very difficult to get another point.
"Contestant 2641, punching strength test score, extraordinary."
Ge Long's gaze swept across the machine at the side. The jumping number finally stopped at 498 kilograms.
And the person who punched was a man over two meters tall with bulging muscles, like an iron tower.
The burly man chuckled foolishly, looking very surprised as well.
"Contestant 1453, please come forward. Contestant 1453, please come forward …"
Ge Long was stunned for a moment before he remembered that he was 1453. He took a few steps forward, spread his legs, took a deep breath, clenched his fist, and punched out!
Bam!
The punching target shook for a few seconds before gradually calming down.
Ding dong!
A number appeared on the punching strength test machine.
509kg！
Ge Long couldn't help but laugh twice. According to the rules, he took another deep breath and punched out twice.
508kg！
506kg！
The result was the best out of three times, which was 509 kilograms.
"Contestant 1453, punching strength test score, pass."
"Indeed extraordinary … wait, what did you say?"
Ge Long was stunned.
"Contestant 1453, pass. Next."
The faint voice echoed in his ears. His vision seemed to be far away.
After a while, Ge Long's eyes were bloodshot and he roared, "You're playing dirty! I have evidence! "
Seeing the other contestants looking over, he pointed at the punching strength test machine and questioned, "498 kilograms is extraordinary. My punching strength is obviously higher, so how can I pass?!"
"Why?"
The Immortal Sect disciple sneered, "Because he, an ordinary person, punched out with a punching strength of nearly 500 kilograms. And you, an awakened one, only have a punching strength of 509 kilograms? In theory, the lowest punching strength of an awakened one is 500 kilograms! "
Ge Long's face turned green and then white. The strange gazes of the surrounding contestants made him want to run away.
At this moment.
The evaluator's voice sounded again.
"Contestant 1453's attitude is not correct. Punching strength test, fail. Next …"
"Wait, you can't do this. This is against the rules!"
"After all, we are the organizers. We have the right to explain."
"The organizers are so great!"
Ge Long felt wronged and couldn't help but retort. All along, he was the one who made others feel wronged. Since when was it his turn to feel wronged?
He couldn't stand it!
However, the Immortal Sect disciple shrugged, his expression unchanged.
"Sorry, the organizers are really great."
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