Test

Eastsea Academy gave the students one day to pack their things, and classes officially began the next day. Lin Xingyu did not spend much time moving dorms. In less than half an hour, he had the new dormitory arranged in perfect order.

Looking at the empty room, Lin Xingyu thought for a moment and decided to go out. He boarded the Soul Tool Train. The scenery outside the window flew backward, and he could not help spacing out, secretly glad he was not a train-and-vehicle killer like Tang Wulin.

Lin Xingyu's skin was as fair as snow, carrying a cool, jade-like sheen. At first glance, he looked like an exquisitely carved porcelain doll. But his golden-red eyes were like molten gold and crimson flame, and the moment he got on the train, they drew quite a few stares.

"Mom! That big brother is so pretty!" A little girl with pigtails pointed at Lin Xingyu and said while hugging her mother's leg. The woman smiled and corrected her, "That's a little brother. You should call him handsome." Then she gave Lin Xingyu an apologetic smile. Lin Xingyu smiled back.

When they were about to reach the station, he walked over to the little girl and teased her. "But you, little girl, aren't as pretty as big brother." The little girl's smile froze instantly.

Lin Xingyu strode out of the station, listening to the crying behind him, his mood exceptionally bright. This real and interesting world was truly fascinating.

Lin Xingyu casually took out his key and opened the main gate. He had just reached the door to his room when the old butler came out to greet him. Seeing him return, the old butler was a little surprised and stepped forward to ask, "Young master, is something the matter?"

"No! I just came back to get a few things. Grandpa Chen, help me collect more magnetite. I'll come pick up the Tungsten Steel and White Edge Iron next week." After Lin Xingyu finished speaking, he walked into the meditation room.

He pushed open the slightly ancient-looking door of the meditation room. With a creak, the silence was broken. Inside, sets of grim armor were arranged in every corner: Bright Light Armor, Chainmail, Fish Scale Armor, all in different styles.

The armor in the very center had all been hammered out by Lin Xingyu himself, blow by blow, after Thousand Forges. Raising a secondary profession from level one to level four was relatively easy, but level five was a qualitative change. Relying on the advantages of his Martial Soul and Martial Arts, he had been able to achieve Thousand Forges half a year after his Martial Soul Awakening. After all, before Thousand Forges, it was only purifying metal, which did not demand much of a soul master. Any Forging Master who studied seriously could do it.

But going from Thousand Forges to Spirit Forging was a massive leap, with extremely high requirements for Soul Power, physical quality, and Spiritual Power. The slightest carelessness could damage one's foundation. After discovering the wonderful use of "High-Dimensional Vision" in Mecha Design, he did not lack money, so he kept all his Thousand Forges products, forged them into armor, and built a simple Martial Soul Mimic Training Ground in the meditation room.

The sixteen sets of armor at the center were cast in imitation of his own Martial Soul, and every piece of metal was Thousand Forges First Grade. Lin Xingyu lightly stroked the patterns on the armor, then stored them in his Storage Soul Device. The four-person dorm at school was small, but now that he had a suite, he could place the armor in his room and further increase his Soul Power cultivation speed.

At noon, the old butler carefully prepared a twelve-person lunch, finishing it in just one short hour. Lin Xingyu ate to his heart's content and almost did not want to return to school. Taking the White Edge Iron with him, Lin Xingyu left home.

The next day, Lin Xingyu got up, trained, washed up, and ate according to his usual routine. When he stepped into the Class Zero classroom for First Grade, he was surprised to find that he was actually the last one to arrive.

As soon as he entered, Wang Jinxi and the other four all looked over in unison. The attention made him feel a little awkward at once. Lin Xingyu muttered inwardly, Why are these five so eager? Tang Wulin and the other two I can understand, but I've never seen Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi come this early.

Still, he greeted all five of them one by one with a smile, and everyone returned the greeting. Lin Xingyu looked at the seating arrangement. Tang Wulin, Gu Yue, and Xie Xie were sitting together, while Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi sat in one place. He walked over and sat beside Wang Jinxi.

As soon as everyone had sat down, Wu Changkong walked into the classroom and announced, "Starting today, practical combat classes will be held in the morning, and theory classes in the afternoon."

Then he directly announced that he would take everyone to undergo a series of physical tests.

Wu Changkong led everyone to a room in the laboratory building. When he pushed open the door, they saw the room covered in silver metal, with all kinds of instruments neatly arranged inside. These instruments were the latest models Eastsea Academy had carefully purchased from the Federation and the Spirit Pagoda, and their data precision was extremely high. Tang Wulin naturally had never seen them before, and even Lin Xingyu and the others, who came from soul master families, found them novel.

It had to be said that Eastsea Academy did indeed have something special when it came to acquiring resources and expanding its channels, enough to make people secretly admire it.

Wu Changkong turned on the instruments, picked up a form, looked at them, and said, "Wang Jinxi, you're first!"

Lin Xingyu was startled when he heard this. Was Wu Changkong really that impressive? With just one battle, he could roughly estimate this person's Spiritual Power?

Wang Jinxi sat directly on it. After the instrument scanned his head, it displayed a number: twenty-two.

Lin Xingyu immediately felt somewhat surprised. In the original work, Wang Jinxi's Spiritual Power had been eighteen points. Was this because he had been provoked after losing to him three months ago? Had he worked harder these past three months? Four more points?

Wu Changkong said faintly, "Wang Jinxi, over the next few years, you need to focus on improving your Spiritual Power. You are still in the early stage of the Spirit Origin Realm, and have not reached the Spirit Connection Realm. At rank thirty, you will only be able to fuse with a Ten-Year Soul Spirit. That is far too lacking."

"Yes, Teacher Wu."

Next was Xie Xie. His Spiritual Power was thirty points. His problem was the same as Wang Jinxi's, and even though it was somewhat higher than Wang Jinxi's because of his Martial Soul, the flaw was even more serious for the same reason. In Wu Changkong's eyes, his Spiritual Power was still dragging him down.

The third was Zhang Yangzi, whose Spiritual Power was forty-seven points, six points higher than in the original work. Good grief, had these two been grinding together for three months? Their Soul Power had not improved much, but their Spiritual Power had gone up quite a bit. Still, Spiritual Power was dragging him down.

When it was Tang Wulin's turn to test his Spiritual Power, the result showed sixty-six points, reaching the high level of the Spirit Origin Realm. Among his peers, this result was quite outstanding, especially considering his cultivation and his Ten-Year Soul Spirit.

Wu Changkong gave him a decent evaluation and earnestly told him to continue improving his Spiritual Power, also saying that perhaps this would allow him to better control that mutated strength of his. Tang Wulin hurriedly nodded and agreed. This great increase in Spiritual Power had truly far exceeded even his own expectations, leaving his heart full of surprise and anticipation.

Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi stared at Tang Wulin, dumbfounded, as if looking at a monster. This guy was only a soul master, and the one he was equipped with was even a Ten-Year Soul Spirit.

One had to know that in this era, the rapid growth of a soul master's Spiritual Power was largely thanks to soul spirits. The higher a soul spirit's age, the stronger the help it provided for Spiritual Power growth. Yet Tang Wulin had shattered their understanding. With such a configuration, he possessed no small amount of Spiritual Power. It was truly unimaginable.

Wu Changkong's gaze moved back and forth between Lin Xingyu and Gu Yue. After a brief hesitation, he decided to let Gu Yue take the Spiritual Power test first.

Gu Yue walked forward with graceful composure and sat steadily on the instrument. In an instant, the color on the instrument representing Spiritual Power changed as if a flame had been ignited, rapidly turning from white to yellow. In the end, the number fixed at two hundred twenty-four. This was Gu Yue's Spiritual Power data.

"Spirit Connection Realm!!" Wang Jinxi and the others could no longer hold back the shock in their hearts and shouted in unison.

Wu Changkong was also slightly stunned. Although he knew Gu Yue's talent was outstanding, he truly had not expected her Spiritual Power to have increased so much. In his view, for a nine-year-old child to have reached the Spirit Connection Realm in Spiritual Power already placed her among geniuses.

When Gu Yue stepped down from the testing platform, her gaze swept over Lin Xingyu seemingly on purpose yet not, and there seemed to be dissatisfaction hidden in her eyes, as if she was not very satisfied with her own data.

This made Lin Xingyu mutter inwardly and secretly speculate, She couldn't have started secretly "cheating" to raise her talent after seeing powerful human geniuses, could she? Did she start pushing herself in secret after losing the match?

Finally, it was Lin Xingyu's turn. His steps were steady as he slowly walked to the instrument, unhurriedly turned around, and sat down. The test began at once. This instrument used the color grading system commonly used on Douluo Continent to display Spiritual Power, from low to high: white, yellow, purple, black, and red. The instant Lin Xingyu sat down, he quietly entered the state of "High-Dimensional Vision."

In an instant, the color on the instrument flashed past white like lightning and jumped straight to yellow. "Another Spirit Connection Realm?!" When everyone saw this, they could not help crying out in unison. Zhang Yangzi was even so excited that he shouted, "Close to the Spirit Sea Realm! I'll have something to brag about in the future!" Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and Wang Jinxi all nodded one after another, deeply agreeing. A result like this was indeed enough to make someone proud.

At this moment, everyone also realized that Wu Changkong had arranged the testing order according to each person's Spiritual Power, from weak to strong. This discovery made Wu Changkong seem even more mysterious and unfathomable in everyone's eyes.

As the test proceeded, Lin Xingyu's final data fixed at four hundred ninety-eight. He pondered inwardly that without the support of a powerful background, he still had to keep a low profile.

After all, if one surpassed others by one step, one would be seen as a genius; but if one surpassed others by ten steps, one would probably be watched, or even face the danger of being dissected for research.

Wu Changkong composed himself, looked at everyone, and said, "Next is the Strength Test." Gu Yue was the first to go on stage. The strength of both fists exceeded one hundred kilograms, shocking Xie Xie and Zhang Yangzi so badly that their faces twisted. Wu Changkong was also very surprised.

"Zhang Yangzi!"

Zhang Yangzi went forward numbly. His left hand was sixty-three kilograms, and his right hand was seventy-one kilograms. Compared to Gu Yue, his heart was full of tears.

Next, Xie Xie went on stage. Both fists exceeded one hundred fifty kilograms, at least preserving the dignity of close combat.

Wang Jinxi's left hand was four hundred thirty-five kilograms, and his right hand was four hundred seventy-three kilograms, quite good among Assault System Soul Grand Masters.

When it was Tang Wulin's turn, he took a deep breath, his aura like a waking giant beast. His left hand was one thousand two hundred twenty-four kilograms, and his right hand was one thousand three hundred fifty kilograms. Everyone was shocked.

Wu Changkong had him put on the scales on his right hand and try again. After the rhombus-shaped golden scales covered it, his strength soared to two thousand seven hundred kilograms, leaving Zhang Yangzi and Xie Xie completely numb.

Last was Lin Xingyu. His right hand was five thousand nine hundred ninety-nine kilograms, and his left hand was five thousand nine hundred eighty-one kilograms. Wu Changkong fell silent. The others were terrified. Tang Wulin was also shocked, after all, he himself had only gained such strength after being transformed by the Golden Dragon King Bloodline and swallowing spiritual treasures.

Lin Xingyu was very satisfied. Martial Arts had a remarkable effect on increasing strength, and he planned not to hide his physical power. After all, in this era, there were many methods to improve the body, so he was not afraid of being seen as an oddity.