Chapter 7： Outright garbage (1/2)
Su Lang joined a team and waited.
There are too many people, and from time to time there are official warriors who take advantage of the privileges to jump in the queue with juniors, and the speed of the team's advancement is even slower.
Su Lang waited for three full hours before it was his turn.
”Hello there.”
Su Lang handed the ID card to the woman with heavy makeup behind the window.
”What level of allowance?”
The woman with heavy makeup asked in a numb tone.
”Primary body quenching.”
Su Lang responded with a smile, and then touched the spar next to the window, and the spar lit up with a white light spot.
This kind of spar can accurately determine the strength of the martial artist, and the body tempering realm is displayed with white light spots, and the level is determined by the number.
”Huh? It's really a primary body tempering.”
The woman with heavy makeup let out a surprise, and a trace of contempt flashed in her eyes looking at Su Lang.
”Cough, please hurry up.”
Su Lang caught the trace of looking down, and his face suddenly became cold and a little uncomfortable.
”Su Lang? You are only a junior at the age of twenty. Are you a mortal qualification or a waste qualification?”
While talking, the woman with heavy makeup took 10 gold coins and placed them under the window. She did not hide her voice, and everyone around him heard them.
”It's only a primary body tempering at such a big age. It should be a waste product!”
”This kind of **** qualification also comes to receive allowances. It's a waste of resources.”
”Isn't it, don't even want to break into the realm of warriors in this life, the advanced tempering body will stand up to the sky.”
”Yes, yes, even if you receive a few more years of allowance, you won't necessarily break through to the intermediate tempering.”
”...”
Suddenly, someone ridiculed.
”Ah!”
Su Lang sneered, ”You guys are no longer young, aren't you also body-tempering?”
”Can it be the same?”
An equally young man with braids pulled his collar and yelled, ”I am a martial artist, can you compare to a waste product!?”
”Wow, such a young man is a quasi-warrior, stronger than the peak of body tempering, genius!”
”Yeah, this is a military reserve, it's incredible.”
”Handsome guy, what's your name, do you lack errands?”
”...”
The surrounding body temperers suddenly exclaimed and looked at the braided man enviously.
”Do you see it!”