Xue Qinghe Let Out a Feminine Cry; Chi Xiu's Movement Technique Dodged a Thousand Lasers!

"Over ten thousand kilograms?!"

Xue Qinghe completely abandoned his usual composure and snatched the ranking sheet from Ning Fengzhi's hands.

Ever since deciding to disguise herself as the Crown Prince, Qian Renxue had always tried to control her emotions in every situation and reveal no flaws. But upon seeing this figure, she truly could not hold back...

Was he even human?

He was only six years old!

Ning Fengzhi glanced at Xue Qinghe. It was his first time seeing the Crown Prince lose control like this, but he understood perfectly. Had he not been mentally prepared, he would surely have reacted just like Xue Qinghe.

That terrifying number meant that, with his martial soul attached, a single punch could unleash ten tons of force!

But no matter how Ning Fengzhi looked at him, Chi Xiu did not seem like a strength-type soul master.

Seeing that he could no longer take the ranking sheet back from Xue Qinghe, Ning Fengzhi helplessly returned to his seat and looked toward the staff.

"Could the equipment have malfunctioned? I remember that child's martial soul doesn't specialize in strength..."

"The equipment did indeed break."

The staff member replied with an odd expression.

Hearing this, Xue Qinghe finally looked away from the figure in the first column. "That's what I thought. This is simply... simply too unbelievable..."

"No... Crown Prince, the equipment records the data at the instant of contact."

"What I meant by broken was that after producing the data, that child didn't pull back his fist and directly punched through the force-measuring panel..."

"Punched through it?!"

Xue Qinghe suddenly let out a feminine cry of shock.

Ning Fengzhi turned around in confusion, only to see Xue Qinghe awkwardly covering her mouth. Her fair cheeks had flushed slightly. She hurriedly waved her hand and repeated herself in a deep voice, "P-punched through it?"

"Yes. We'll have to replace the equipment. Thankfully, the academy has a spare, or the academies after this wouldn't be able to test their strength."

The staff member looked somewhat embarrassed. He did not know whether to blame the equipment for being too fragile or the boy for being too strong. There was not even a reason to ask him for compensation—it was not improper operation.

Ning Fengzhi was having trouble recovering from the shock. At that moment, he somewhat understood why the ever-steady Sword Uncle had looked that way whenever he spoke of this boy.

Still, as the leader of a sect, Ning Fengzhi maintained his proper calm. He smiled faintly.

"Hurry and replace the equipment so the later academies can continue testing. The Crown Prince and I still have a wager to settle."

Xue Qinghe's voice drifted over. "Teacher, you've already won. Chi Xiu has already surpassed Yu Tianheng in one category, and by an overwhelming margin."

"But he also came in last in one category, so they cancel each other out. It doesn't count."

Xue Qinghe's lips twitched. Last place... in age?

Well played, Ning Fengzhi. Are you mocking me in such a roundabout way?

Yu Tianheng sat in his seat, his breathing gradually steadying.

That suffocating sensation just now had been truly awful. He could not even stand steadily, so before he had time to look at that boy's test results, Dugu Yan had helped him back. It took him more than ten minutes to recover.

"I suddenly feel like our family might have some hereditary illness. My symptoms just now seemed similar to Tian Liu's, only milder than his."

Yu Tianheng muttered to himself.

He would never think in terms of bloodline suppression, because there were almost no examples to reference. This level of suppression was simply too rare; there might not even be a second case on the entire continent.

"The next test: speed!"

Yu Tianheng raised his head at those words and let out a long breath.

He would worry about everything else after the tests were over.

Martial souls could likewise be released for the speed test. This was the domain of agility-attack-type soul masters.

The test required participants to run from the starting point to the finish line within a specified time.

During the process, extremely fast lasers would fire from the finish line. Every 0.1 seconds, ten lasers would shoot toward the participant at once. The participant only needed to dodge the lasers while advancing. Their score would then be determined by the number of lasers that touched their body. The fewer lasers they touched, the more they dodged, and the higher their score.

This time, the scores were recorded by an elderly woman. She was very thin, and one look was enough to tell that she was an agility-attack-type expert.

"Don't panic if a laser hits you. Just keep dodging. Everyone will get hit without exception. Even agility-attack-type Titled Douluo might not be able to dodge every single one with absolute certainty. That much is certain. Otherwise, the test scores would have no statistical meaning."

Heaven Dou Royal Academy was once again among the first to test.

"Hello, Director."

Yu Tianheng greeted the elderly woman.

The old woman smiled until her eyes narrowed. "Tianheng, is it? This time, aim to keep the number of lasers you touch below fifty. What was your last score again?"

"Sixty-nine."

"Ah, right, right, sixty-nine. Perhaps this is what it means to be exceptionally gifted. At your level, aside from agility-attack-type soul masters, anyone who can get under one hundred is among the very best. Each generation truly surpasses the last."

Yu Tianheng felt a little embarrassed by the praise. He scratched his head and walked to the starting position.

"Call out when you're ready."

"Mm, begin!"

Blue lightning surged forth, and Yu Tianheng's leg muscles swelled. He widened his eyes, watching the bolts of light firing toward him. They looked like tiny points of light the size of needle tips, vanishing in a flash.

I can't lose focus!

Ten seconds later, Yu Tianheng appeared at the finish line.

"Director, what was my score?"

The elderly woman smiled, her eyes filled with admiration. "Forty-nine. I can no longer describe the speed of your improvement with words. Once a score enters the top hundred, there is very little room left for improvement."

Yu Tianheng was panting, but he smiled as well. For the third test, his result had far exceeded his expectations.

"Purple Star Academy!"

Sun Dabao was still the one appearing before Chi Xiu. This time, however, he was nowhere near as relaxed as during the strength test.

After releasing his martial soul, Sun Dabao moved as clumsily as a bear... No, he seemed to actually be a bear.

The elderly woman calmly announced Sun Dabao's result. "Seven hundred ninety-eight."

"What?!"

Sun Dabao could not accept it for a moment, but the elderly woman impatiently waved her hand. "Next."

There were so many people to test today that she had no patience to greet everyone with a smile. After all, not everyone could be as outstanding as a child like Yu Tianheng.

Chi Xiu walked to the starting position.

After expressionlessly repeating the rules, the elderly woman reminded him once again, "Call out when you're ready."

Chi Xiu nodded. "Begin!"

"Hey, wait!"

The old woman hurriedly called Chi Xiu back. "You can release your martial soul. Everyone else has."

Chi Xiu stood there awkwardly. "No need. Whether I release it or not doesn't matter. As long as I dodge the lasers, right..."

The elderly woman gave Chi Xiu a brief look but said nothing more. It had nothing to do with her if his score was poor; she had already explained the rules.

"Begin!"

Chi Xiu stepped into the testing area. A layer of red electrical current, dense as a spiderweb, began to coil around his body with a buzzing hum.

"What martial soul is that?"

The elderly woman first narrowed her eyes, then suddenly widened them again.

With a crackle of electricity, the boy vanished from where he stood. Only an afterimage remained, along with stretched-out red arcs of electricity drifting through the air.

The rules required reaching the finish line within ten seconds, but ten seconds was far too long. Chi Xiu could only stroll leisurely through the course, dodging every one of the thousand-plus lasers fired at him, one after another!

(End of Chapter)

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