The Hero Kneels

"The exam started at nine o'clock in the morning. I heard that hundreds of people have already gone to the basement of the bar."

"What? So many people? Then we have a rival."

"Of course, the hero exam is like this every year, so the competition will be fierce."

"Then let's hurry up."

As soon as he entered the bar, two young men wearing weird tights and masks passed by Ye Dou, looking like they were walking in a hurry.

After looking at the time on his phone, it was almost lunch time. Ye Dou quickened his pace. There were waiters guiding him along the way, and he quickly found the basement of Sweet Honey Bar.

The basement of the bar is surprisingly spacious, bigger than a football field. There are tables, chairs and benches, as well as all kinds of strange machines. There is also a stage right in front.

The basement was packed with people. It was estimated that there were over two hundred people on site, most of whom were young men and women, and many people wearing weird costumes.

There is a big table directly opposite the stage. Behind the big table are three examiners, two women and one man. They are grading a young man who has just stepped off the stage with their pens and occasionally whispering to each other.

Although there were many people at the scene, no one dared to talk or chat at all. Some people were restless, making the atmosphere a bit tense.

After filling out a resume application and paying a full 200 yuan exam registration fee, Ye Dou received a round number plate with his name on it. He had already lost all his money for this number plate.

Glancing at the competitors around him, his heart skipped a beat.

In addition to those people dressed in weird and weird clothes, there are actually many handsome guys and beauties among those who come to take the hero exam. They look quite eye-catching, and are no worse than models and stars.

I wipe it!

Are you recruiting stars or heroes?

"Number 92, Monroe."

"exist."

"Come on stage and show off your talents and specialties."

The female assistant shouted, and a tall and beautiful girl walked onto the stage.

She was wearing a short skirt, black stockings, and high heels, and her long, straight and slender legs were particularly eye-catching.

"Hello everyone, my name is Monroe. I used to be a flight attendant. My dream is to become a hero. Because I ate a star fruit that can strengthen my voice in Don't Believe, my voice has a special appeal. Below I want to bring joy to everyone with my singing..."

After introducing herself, Monroe picked up the microphone and sang a beautiful European and American song.

The singing voice was extremely beautiful, and the melody was so catchy that everyone almost had a picture in front of their eyes, and they were immersed in it. Everyone was addicted to the singing, couldn't help themselves, and was intoxicated.

After the song was sung, the audience was quiet for two minutes.

Then the stewardess named Monroe received thunderous applause and cheers from the audience, and the three examiners couldn't help but nod their heads, seemingly very satisfied with the beauty's performance.

"This is super power. This singing is so intoxicating that it can even disturb people's souls." Ye Dou was stunned and wary.

He had been absent-minded for a while just now. Although he was only absent-minded for a short time, during that time, he was in a state of defenselessness, and even his consciousness could not stop him.

The ability of this beautiful stewardess Monroe really frightened him.

The interview continued, and the next candidate came on the stage. This was a handsome guy with dyed yellow hair. The other candidate actually performed a set of mechanical dances with weird postures, which also attracted a lot of applause. The three judges continued to score with smiles on their faces.

"Is this an artist selection or a hero exam? Why is it all a talent show?" After watching the interview session on the stage for a while, Ye Dou couldn't help but complain.

He found that most of the people on stage were playing, playing, singing and dancing, and they all looked good, but did this have anything to do with the so-called hero exam?

Only those people wearing strange clothes and masks can perform some physical or combat-related skills, such as weightlifting, boxing, wrestling, etc. However, the judges looked disgusted when they saw such people.

Calling to stop early seems to be impossible to win their favor.

Is appearance and talent really important?

It's a pity that in terms of appearance alone, he can't compare with these handsome guys and beauties. How can a bald guy with no eyebrows do anything?

"Next, contestant No. 250, Ye Dou."

After waiting for more than two hours, the interview assistant called Ye Dou's name.

It would be a lie to say that he is not nervous. Comrade Ye Paoshen has never performed on stage.

Ye Dou took a few deep breaths, calmed his beating heart, and walked quickly to the stage.

The man and two women sitting across from him couldn't help but frown slightly when they saw Ye Dou coming on stage. It seemed that their first impression of him was not good. The white-faced man among them shook his head and made a bad face.

Ye Dou adjusted the microphone and introduced himself: "Three examiners, my name is Ye Dou, this year..."

"Ye Dou? Why is there someone with the same name as Ye Cannon God?"

The white-faced man interrupted unceremoniously: "It's all on these resumes... What talents are you planning to perform?"

"Well, I don't have any talents, so I want to show off some martial arts." Ye Dou answered truthfully.

"Another one who doesn't know any talent?"

The three people in the audience looked at each other with obvious disappointment.

Among the young men and women taking the hero exam in the audience, some sneered, some shook their heads, and some shrugged. They seemed to not be optimistic about No. 250 on the stage, and they had already guessed the outcome.

So what if you know martial arts? The so-called martial arts is absolutely no match for those with super powers, but there are still many people with super powers among them?

"What kind of martial arts do you perform?" the white-faced man asked again.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms." Ye Dou replied.

Currently, he has no internal energy, cannot generate electricity, and the star fruit he eats is useless.

Then there are only some martial arts. The best in martial arts is the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. He is the only person in the world who can use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. It is expected that these shocking boxing techniques will definitely impress the audience. It was an eye-opener for these rubes.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? Isn't it your martial arts in martial arts novels?" The white-faced man was slightly startled.

The two women with heavy makeup also looked at each other, and many of the audience members in the audience also looked confused and weird. Hey, hey, what are you doing?

Do you also use the martial arts in martial arts novels?

What kind of joke is this?

"Yes, but it is real. I created it myself." Ye Dou replied.

"Homemade martial arts?"

"Can you create your own martial arts with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

The three of them looked at each other, and then all showed playful smiles.

The competitors in the audience couldn't help laughing after hearing this, as if they didn't believe what Ye Dou said at all.

The white-faced man showed a joking expression: "Don't be ridiculous. You can create your own martial arts at such a young age. Do you think you are one of those martial arts masters?"

Ye Dou was a little strange: "Why can't I create my own martial arts?"

"Don't waste time, I'll give you two minutes to perform."

The middle-aged woman with heavy makeup among the three said impatiently: "Hurry up! It's getting late, and there are people waiting behind you!"

Others showed at least five minutes, but he only gave himself two minutes, and looked impatient. Ye Dou still took a deep breath, calmed down, and assumed the standard horse stance and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. The starting position.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

"First style!"

"Kanglong has regrets!"

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