Fang Cheng laughed dryly, quickly took out his cell phone to search, and stared at the screen.

Searching for "Professional Warrior Certification." Fang Cheng clicked on the official website of the Warriors Association, which listed several responsibilities, obligations and rights, but he couldn't understand them. There were too many official terms.

He returned to the search interface and found a forum.

Hum? It's very streamlined. Someone in the forum briefly summarized the rights and obligations. The following points are summarized:

1: The Warriors Association has the right to recruit warriors to fight when it does not violate UN laws.

2: The Warriors Association does not violate the laws of the warriors' country, warriors have no right to refuse to fight.

3: Professional-level warriors are protected by the Warriors Association. Except for committing serious crimes, the state has no right to deprive the warrior of his right to life.

4: Professional-level warriors unconditionally have access to all countries under the United Nations.

5: When professional-level warriors receive unfair treatment in their own country, they can apply to the Warriors Association for intervention.

"Wow?!"

Fang Cheng was shocked when he saw this. These conditions... it seemed like a warrior was a nobleman. He was a little confused and looked at his master: "Master, the Warriors Association is too loving to professional-level warriors, right?"

There was really no adjective, so Fang Cheng had to use "love" to describe it.

"Ha." Old Man Lu laughed, and said while driving: "Silly apprentice, the treatment of registered war martial artists is much better than this one."

"Registered War Martial Artist?" Fang Cheng scratched his head, paused for a moment, and continued, "I only know that there is a murder permit."

"Well, this is the one you can search online."

Old Man Lu nodded, he didn't want to reveal too much details.

"Master, are you a registered war martial artist?" Fang Cheng thought for a moment and asked.

Old Man Lu sighed: "Well. Don't think about this first. Tomorrow, go to the Warriors Association to verify professional first-level warriors."

"Oh, okay."

Old Man Lu glanced at Fang Cheng, stepped on the accelerator, and the speed increased. He said in the whistle and whistle, "The mortality rate of registered warriors is very high. Don't even think about it, do you know?"

"I understand, master."

Fang Cheng's eyes flashed and he looked at the attribute symbol below his field of vision: "Strength: 2.3, Agility: 0.9, Spirit: 0.9, Yuan Energy: 12."

During the winter vacation, he tried to add a little strength and a little agility, and his body became a little swollen and did not continue to improve.

"Master, I seem to be at the middle level of professional level." Fang Cheng said weakly.

The supercar was roaring and the wind was loud, but Old Man Lu heard it very clearly. His eyes were dazed and he could hardly hold the steering wheel. He hurriedly slowed down the speed and slowly stopped on the side of the road.

"What did you say? Is the middle class in professional grade?"

Old man Lu stared at Fang Cheng tightly, and he lost his composure.

Genius is like the world's most powerful war king. It took more than a year to go from the first to the middle. How long did Fang Cheng get into the first and first stages of the professional level?

He was really shocked and looked at his stupid apprentice with skepticism.

"Ahem, yes, the strength has been broken through again, and the muscle strength of one-arm is about 530 kilograms." Fang Cheng smiled and looked at the master shocked and lost his composure. He felt inexplicably proud.

After all, he is still young and cannot achieve a stable state of mind.

"I'm going to do it all day."

Old Man Lu sighed: "Damn, you kid want to push the old man to death on the beach!"

Fang Cheng smiled embarrassedly and listened quietly to the master's sigh.

"I won't drive anymore! There is still a long way ahead, come!" Old Man Lu was in a state of mind and lost his mood to drive. He pushed open the door and walked around from the front of the car to the co-pilot.

"Drive." Old man Lu faced Fang Cheng, who was sitting in the passenger seat with a cold eyebrows.

"Okay master..."

Fang Cheng pushed open the car door and asked the master to do it first before he bypassed the front of the car, got into the driver's seat, and started the supercar to drive to the master's villa home.

After driving for a while, he arrived at Old Man Lu's villa community. Fang Cheng drove into the entrance of the community, parked in front of Old Man Lu's villa, hung up the P gear, pressed the handbrake button, and asked, "Master, can I participate in the assessment of registered war martial artists?"

Old Man Lu said in a muffled voice: "Wait until you reach the professional level."

Fang Cheng saw that his master seemed to be in a bad mood, and smiled, closed the car door and comforted him, "Master, why are you unhappy?"

"Hmph, can I be happy to see your stupid disciple rushing to die?" Old Man Lu sneered.

"Send to death?"

Fang Cheng became confused, what does this mean?

Old Man Lu felt that he was speechless and said in a deep voice: "Let's have dinner first, I'll tell you about this later."

"Okay Master."

Fang Cheng nodded.

He was full of curiosity, to die? Should the registered warrior fight with people in life and death? Or to participate in the war?

But at least they are professional-level mid-level warriors, and there are even professional-level warriors. Such a terrifying force, if you join the war, it is not vain to be invincible.

It only takes a few minutes for a professional warrior to destroy a building.

But I haven't heard of any country in war, and the whole world is peaceful, at most there are some minor frictions, military exercises, etc.

If it is a life-and-death battle, who is the opponent?

After thinking for a while, Fang Cheng put down his mind and looked at the master working in the kitchen, and walked over to help make dinner.

Nothing to say after the meal.

Early the next morning.

As soon as Fang Cheng came back from running, he saw his master sitting on the dining table, with the fried eggs and milk set up, and waited for him to sit down.

Old man Lu put down the newspaper in his hand and said lightly: "Let's have breakfast."

Fang Cheng nodded and hurried to sit at the dining table.

In the wind, five fried eggs and three cups of milk slightly filled Fang Cheng's stomach. He said with satisfaction: "Master, I got up so early today."

According to the master's habit, breakfast should be eaten at nine o'clock, and now it is only eight o'clock.

"Yeah." Old man Lu nodded and smiled: "The certification time of the Warriors Association is only in the morning and does not work in the afternoon."

I'll wipe it.

The Warriors Association is so powerful?

Fang Cheng was stunned. In today's eight-hour working system, he only opened for one morning. No matter which industry it is, he can't do it.

"After all, there are not many warriors, so the office hours of the Warriors Association are also shorter."

"Okay, then I'll wash the dishes first."

Fang Cheng cleaned the dining table, cleaned the dishes and placed them in the cabinet, then took a hurry to take a shower, and changed into martial arts uniforms.

According to the Internet, certification is to test the speed of strength.

"I'm fine."

After Fang Cheng finished packing, Old Man Lu was ready to go and stood at the door.

Old man Lu drove the car, and the two of them ran all the way. Although it was Sunday, there was no shortage of traffic on the road. It took nearly 50 minutes to arrive at the Yunhai Branch of the Warriors Association.

What comes into view is an ancient style five-story facade, with a gate made of unknown black crystals, shining in the sun and breeze. Next to the main entrance are four large stone pillars, engraved with some martial arts deeds.

The facade is just at the corner of the Cross Road, and there is a square of 30 meters long and wide in front of the main entrance, and then the road is the one, and the noble atmosphere comes to the face.

Fang Cheng glanced at Old Man Lu.

Old man Lu said lightly: "Let's go."
Chapter completed!