Lord of the Star Ocean

On the second day of February, the deadline for the registration of new students of Haoyuan Wuge.

At dawn in the morning, Nie Feng left the Linhu Inn and went to Haoyuanwu Pavilion.

Nie Chen really wanted to come along, but Nie Feng still let him stay in the inn to take care of his younger sister. The two children had been abused since they were young, and now they have just escaped from the sea of ​​suffering. What they need is nutritional supplements to strengthen their bodies.

Nie Feng is going to wait for the two of them to recover and send them to test their aptitude. If they have martial arts talent, then spend some money to train them. If they don't have the potential, they can only be ordinary followers or maids.

As the only Martial Dao Hall on Haoyuan Star that belongs to the Imperial Army, Haoyuan Martial Arts Pavilion is located in the east city of Haoyuan City. Its architectural scale is as magnificent as a palace, and it also has seven star towers and a Tongtian Pavilion.

Although Martial Arts Academy is a military academy with four divisions, Fenglin and Huoshan, which mainly train fighters and knights, there are many astrologers who serve in the army, including astrologers, star formation masters, alchemists, weapon refiners, etc. It is very normal for there to be multiple star towers in Wuge.

In addition to the daily life and practice of military astrologers, these star towers also have most of the functions of the star towers under the astrologer association. Star cards, star points, and contribution degrees are all common.

As for the Tongtian Pavilion, that is the real core of the Wu Pavilion. The Tongtian Pavilion of the Haoyuan Wu Pavilion is more than 300 feet high.

The registration of new students is carried out in the former compound of Wu Pavilion.

Between two thick trees, a long table covered with light gray linen was lined up. A dozen or so members of the Martial Arts Pavilion sat behind the table, accepting applications from people who came here in an endless stream.

At least half of the quota for new students in Haoyuan Wuge is provided to the garrison in various places, and the other half is given to the children of aristocratic families or common people, but not everyone can come here to sign up, because Wuge has strict requirements.

First of all, the age of applicants should not be too old. Over thirty-five years old, they will lose their qualifications. Their strength should not be too weak.

The last and most important thing is that applicants must have a letter of recommendation, which is equivalent to the qualification to enter the Martial Pavilion for training.

This is the most difficult thing. Ordinary people basically have no way to get a recommendation letter. If they want to enter the Haoyuan Martial Arts Pavilion to practice, they must first participate in the selection of soldiers.

Because Haoyuanwuge trains military officers, the worst graduates have the title of captain or captain.

Nie Feng came quite early, but when he arrived at Haoyuan Martial Arts Pavilion, there were already many people queuing up in the compound, more than a dozen teams stretched very long, but orderly.

It is not without reason that everyone obeys the rules. A number of sturdy warriors in dark blue uniforms are standing in different positions.

Nie Feng also lined up patiently and well-behaved. In one of the lines, it took nearly half an hour for his turn.

"Hello…"

He placed his recommendation letter and household registration certificate on the table.

The Wuge clerk who was in charge of the registration picked up the two documents and checked them carefully. After confirming that there were no problems, he took out a blank sheet of paper, unfolded it, and filled in Nie Feng's registration information meticulously.

After finishing writing, the Wuge clerk asked, "Which military department are you going to take the assessment for?"

Nie Feng had already received a suggestion from Dai Xingde, and replied without hesitation: "I want to sign up for the Ministry of Fire assessment!"

"Fire Department?"

The Wuge clerk was stunned for a moment.

Nie Feng immediately felt dozens of gazes scanning his surroundings and falling on him.

Some were surprised, some were curious, and some were disdainful.

The Wuge clerk picked up the paper that had just been copied, and asked suddenly: "Are you only seventeen years old this year?"

Nie Feng replied: "Yes."

The other party asked again: "Then do you know what the Ministry of Fire represents?"

His expression is very serious.

Nie Feng nodded.

"As long as you know…"

The Wuge clerk said: "Imperial knights are the most powerful force in the imperial army. There are many people who participate in the assessment of our Wuge fire department every year, but at most only one tenth of them can pass. Have you thought about it clearly?"

"Once you can't pass the assessment, you will lose the election directly, and you will have to wait until next year to have a new opportunity!"

He looked at Nie Feng, with an inexplicable look in his eyes: "So I suggest you consider other military departments, such as the forest department and the mountain department are very good, and the difficulty is relatively low."

This Wuge clerk spoke quite sincerely, and it was also for Nie Feng's sake. If it were someone else, he might have hesitated, but Nie Feng's determination is so strong that he would not be moved at all.

He smiled and said: "Thank you for reminding me, but I have already decided!"

The Wuge clerk was stunned again, probably because he didn't expect Nie Feng to be so determined.

Immediately there was a sneer from the side: "The kid who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth will suffer sooner or later!"

Although the others did not speak, their eyes clearly expressed the same meaning.

The Ministry of Fire of the Martial Arts Department is the strongest among the four major military departments. Who would not yearn for imperial knights, but let alone the harsh training and high elimination rate of the reserve knights, the entrance examination alone is a huge threshold.

I don't know how many talented young warriors have been smashed in front of this threshold.

They thought Nie Feng was just one of them!

Among the people queuing up to register at the scene, many of them have participated in the fire department assessment, but all of them failed miserably. Some even failed the examination for several years, and this year they have changed to other military departments.

So they didn't believe that Nie Feng, who was only seventeen years old, could accomplish the goal they couldn't achieve, and subconsciously looked down on Nie Feng, a boy who looked like he was born in a commoner.

As for these doubts and even ridicules, Nie Feng turned a deaf ear to them. His heart of martial arts is as firm as a rock, and it cannot be touched by a few words of cynicism from others.

Seeing Nie Feng's resolute attitude, the Wuge clerk shook his head regretfully, and helped Nie Feng fill out the form anyway.

In the end, he handed a bronze medal to Nie Feng: "The fourth day of February is the assessment day of the Ministry of Fire. Remember to come early, otherwise, if you miss it, you will lose your chance."

Nie Feng took the bronze medal and said thank you, then left the Wuge compound under the gaze of many strange eyes.

On the fourth day of February, he will come again!

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