Return from the second dimension

In a comprehensive entertainment venue, the style of painting on the ground floor is obviously different from that of eating, drinking and having fun upstairs.

Of course, some people may divide the arena and the like into the style of entertainment.

In fact, the arena here is more of a kind, similar to a formal place for doing questions and exams.

For those who want to participate in the professional martial arts assessment.

Some stay here all year round just to increase their actual combat experience, and some practice for many years. Once they come out, they go to the ring to verify what they have learned.

The only thing that didn't regard the arena as entertainment.

The ring must not be used to resolve personal grievances.

Personal grievances are resolved by means of non-force, and those that can be adjusted, and those that cannot be adjusted, they are called to court.

Listening to Tian Haisheng’s nagging, Sun Baihe understood that the governments of this world are trying their best to maintain normal social order and society’s perception of martial artists, and they have not truly separated the martial artists from the public.

The martial artist has privileges, just like fighting on the front line, a respectable fighter with a lofty social status to defend the country.

It's just a special profession.

In a normal society, force cannot be displayed at will.

At least Sun Baihe saw in this small town that ordinary people can live normally, and there is nothing unusual because of the existence of warriors.

Tian Haisheng led the way and walked out of the gate of the comprehensive entertainment venue. He took a lap to the back, and was a staircase leading to the basement level.

Going downstairs, you can see a huge site, supported by thick concrete pillars.

This venue occupies a much larger area than a comprehensive entertainment venue, and the surrounding underground space is taken into it.

Tian Haisheng called this place a practice field.

The people in the driving range are extremely sparse compared to the open space here, but Sun Baihe can see that nearly half of the people here are not ordinary people, and a half of them are about the same strength as Tian Haisheng.

Probably they are all going to participate in the professional martial arts assessment.

With Tian Haisheng, Sun Baihe was not in a hurry to go to the Internet cafe upstairs to check the situation.

The world seems to have strict information control. Sun Baihe suspected that he might not be able to find out many things on the Internet.Tian Haisheng seems to know a lot, maybe he can squeeze something out.

"Guardian Li, don't look at him with a broken leg and bald head, wearing a yellowish white vest, holding a puff fan in his hand, and flying a few furry fans on his head. It seems very impersonal. In fact..." Tian Haisheng Sun Baihe whispered in his ear, "Lao Li is the Dinghai Shenzhen here."

"It was also a famous, professional third-segment master, but when guarding the abyss, he was injured and severed before leaving the front line."

Sun Baihe: "I can see it. Look at his hair flying around. It's actually a very clever scalp massage."

"Scalp massage?" Tian Haisheng stared at Lao Li's Mediterranean Sea.

Sun Baihe: "Yes, I probably want to grow hair. However, his baldness is born, it is genetic, it is the hair follicle's allergy to male hormones, there is no cure, and he wants to grow black and shiny hair, only... …"

"Hair transplant?" Tian Haisheng thought of his bald grandfather, touched his still black and thick hair, and his heart trembled.

Sun Baihe: "No, I mean that if you can practice to a certain level and control various hormones in your body, it is possible to grow your hair."

He judged Lao Li's strength and said, "As long as you can enter the fourth stage of the profession, there should be hope to achieve this."

Professional four!Tian Haisheng has another reason to practice.

He knew that he had no reason not to persist, whether it was for ideals or for thick hair, he had to persist.

Sun Baihe asked: "By the way, how do you divide this profession from the first stage to the master? What determines the stage? Power speed response? Or competition? Or test the spiritual power level in the body?"

"Warriors were born to fight the abyss demon. The strong data is meaningless. The martial arts are determined by reference to the Go." Tian Haisheng only said that Sun Baihe's genre is really terrifying, even with this common sense. None of the things taught him.

"The difference from Go is that for professional martial artists, the number of people admitted each time fluctuates, depending on the level of the people who participate in the assessment each time."

"A few of them only accepted the top ten, and more of them accepted 25 at one time."

"Segmentally, those who step into the profession are in the beginning of the profession, and then from the second to the ninth dan. Above the ninth dan is the master.

Sun Baihe nodded slowly, and asked, "On what basis?"

"Fighting, fighting the abyssal demon, is promoted by military merit. Fighting is also the fastest way to improve your own strength." Tian Haisheng said.

They continued to walk forward, only to see a row of men and women standing neatly like bodyguards.

Each of these people is full of energy.

Tian Haisheng: "You probably haven't seen this. There is a phenomenon in every practice field, called the human wall."

"This term seems to come from the former army. When fighting floods, soldiers would even hold hands and join hands to form a wall of flesh and blood to fight against the disaster of heaven and earth."

"Here, what is taken is a trace of the spirit and performance of the human wall."

Chen Lingling whispered to Xuexiayangnai: "Uncle is a martial arts fan. He is a scumbag when studying. His grades are the bottom of school, but he can remember all the knowledge about martial arts at a glance."

"Er Ling, you can't go on! If you go on again, your pocket money will be gone." Tian Haisheng grabbed Chen Lingling's ear and warned.

Chen Lingling sticks out her tongue and shrinks her head.

Tian Haisheng continued: "If you want to talk about the human wall, you have to talk about the situation of the abyss demon."

"Now, there are twenty-seven abyssal rifts in the world, and no guardian of the abyssal rift can guarantee that all demons will escape from the place they guard."

"After all, the forms of demons are ever-changing. Not all demons are physical, and some are beyond defense."

"If it once caused a catastrophe in the world, mankind had to abandon the biggest reliance on nuclear weapons and abandon most of the evil spirits of technological weapons."

"Like the lowest class, it is a naturally generated demon derived from real matter combined with the breath of the abyss. This may be the biggest."

"As shuttled in the shadows, Shadow Fiend."

"The warriors guarding the cracks in the abyss, under the leadership of the master, can block all the visible demons, most of the invisible demons."

"But after all, we can't hold it 100%. Few demons will break through the first line of defense of mankind and enter our world."

Having said that, Tian Haisheng smiled.

"However, the truly powerful demons are rarely passed on, and most of them are derived demons."

"There is one characteristic of Derivative Demons, that is, they have no brains."

"As soon as those things appear, they will instinctively rush towards the vigorous human beings and don't show much interest in ordinary people."

He pointed to the warriors standing in a row.

"The people who are qualified to stand here are all warriors close to the level of professional warriors. Their vitality is boiling, and they are not much worse than professional warriors."