"Life Type: Human Male
Current status: Healthy
Physical level: SS
Mental strength level: S
Potential level: SS"
Hearing that there were two more S's than his arch-enemy, Xiang Yu suddenly became excited, with unconcealable pride between his brows.
For some reason, despite being proud, he did not provoke his mortal enemy, but raised his head slightly and looked up.
When he met those phoenix eyes that showed admiration, the corners of Xiang Yu's lips rose even higher, and a feeling of being recognized surged in his heart.
Wang Li caught a glimpse of someone's smug look, and his heart was filled with jealousy, and the unwillingness to admit defeat in his bones ignited.
Humph, what’s so great about having more than S?
He will never give up easily!
The following tests surprised Ying Zheng again and again, and the excitement and pleasure in his chest grew more and more.
All I can say is that the people present are truly the best picked from thousands, with more than a hundred military scholars reaching the double S standard.
However, most of them are from aristocratic families, and a small number are from poor families, which is not surprising.
After all, the upper class has undergone generations of genetic optimization.
On weekdays, they live in luxury, eat precious meat, are taught by their elders, and enjoy the best resources.
They don't need to waste their energy on trivial matters in life, they just need to concentrate on improving their martial arts.
But what about warriors who come from poor backgrounds?
It is difficult to maintain even basic food and clothing, let alone a strong body. This is the case for those who are poor in literature but rich in martial arts.
So sometimes there is a huge gap between classes. How can the efforts of one generation compare to the foundation accumulated by generations?
It's cruel, but it's the truth.
If children from poor families want to succeed, they need to rely not only on their own efforts, but also on talents that can make up for the gap.
Zhou Bo was very lucky. Although he was born in poverty, he was gifted. Although he could not compare with Xiang Yu's natural strength, at least his strength and physique were much better than ordinary people.
"Life Type: Human Male
Current status: Healthy
Physical grade: S
Mental strength level: S
Potential level: S"
At this moment, the cold and strange voice sounded like heavenly music to Zhou Bo's ears.
He is honest and simple, but not stupid.
Your Majesty has condescended to come here today and attached so much importance to us. This is nothing more than another round of talent screening. The considerations behind this are self-evident.
Now that he was lucky enough to pass, Zhou Bo was overjoyed. When he met the strange man's green eyes, he was no longer afraid, but thanked him sincerely.
"Thank you very much."
"You're welcome. This is the waiter's job."
The waiter was extremely intelligent and could interact and communicate fluently, with his eyes curved into two arcs of smile.
When Wang Li saw this scene, he touched his nose awkwardly and secretly complained in his heart.
The little thing is quite smart and just looks up at him.
As time passed, most people finished the test one by one. Some were happy, while others were dejected.
Han Xin looked at the strong man beside him who was overjoyed. He did not feel any anticipation in his heart, only uneasiness.
Han Xin was very self-aware. He grew up in a poor family and could barely make ends meet. After his parents died, he became even more hungry.
What's more, he is not yet an adult and his physical fitness is not as good as that of a middle-aged man.
The reason why he won the third place by overcoming all obstacles was not only because of his good body and sword skills, but also because of his innate sharpness.
However, what is coming will come, and things will often develop in the worst direction.
"Life Type: Human Male
Current status: Healthy
Physical grade: A
Mental strength level: SS
Potential level: SS"
When he saw the regret on His Majesty's face, the last glimmer of hope in Han Xin's heart was ruthlessly extinguished.
For a moment, he felt as if he was falling into an icy cave.
He had a hunch that this was a great opportunity, and if he missed it, it would be a lifelong regret.
But now that things have come to this, what can he do?
Almost is almost, missed is missed.
Han Xin fell into a long silence. He no longer had the high spirits he had when he was paraded through the streets on horseback. His eyes dimmed little by little and he became extremely decadent.
Only Zhou Bo noticed the boy's abnormality. He looked worried and wanted to comfort him eagerly.
He knew that although Han Di was usually carefree and didn't care about details, he was extremely strong-willed and competitive and didn't want to lose to others.
It must be extremely painful to suffer a blow and miss the opportunity now.
But in front of the emperor, Zhou Bo did not dare to act rashly. He just wanted to comfort Han Di after the matter was over.
After all the new Jinshi candidates had been examined, Ying Zheng looked around at everyone with different expressions. His face was gentle, and his voice was steady and majestic.
"You are all talented and capable people who will become pillars of the Qin Empire. Don't be discouraged. I will make proper arrangements for you during this period of time."
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!"
Upon hearing this, the expressions of some Jinshi who did not meet the requirements brightened up a little, and the depression in their chests dissipated a lot.
Even if they missed this unknown opportunity, they would be content to obtain an official position.
After Ying Zheng left the double S person behind, the others left one by one tactfully, except for a young man who remained standing.
Seeing this, the Black Ice Guard disguised as a palace servant stepped forward and politely saw him off.
"Han Tanhua, please."
Upon hearing the order to expel the foreigners, Han Xin did not move. He lowered his head and remained silent. His thin figure was silent and stubborn.
Gradually, everyone's gaze focused on the young man, with expressions of regret, contempt, pity, and ridicule on their faces...
Noticing the unusual behavior of the people below, Ying Zheng frowned, but facing a general who was one in a thousand, he was rarely more tolerant.
He did not care about Han Xin's offense, but asked patiently.
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