Wu Tong's Shock

The only sound in the entire Training Hall was Wang Yi's fists striking the Punching Target, drifting through the air.

When they saw that astonishing number—

Huo!

Half the Martial Artists who had been sitting on the sofas instantly shot to their feet.

As they stared at the number on the screen, shock filled their eyes.

Was this a joke?

3781 kg!?

If a Martial Artist had delivered that level of punch force, no one present would have found it strange.

But Wang Yi was only Eighteen Years Old, a newcomer who had just come to take the Quasi-Warrior Assessment!

What kind of monster was this?

"Is the machine malfunctioning?" one Martial Artist could not help asking.

Many people thought the same, and they all looked toward Head Instructor Wu Tong beside the machine.

Wu Tong suppressed the trace of shock in his eyes and took a breath.

He glanced at the machine but did not inspect it. Instead, he solemnly said something to the handsome young man before him.

"Try another punch." He did not even notice the excitement and anticipation in his voice.

Without hesitation, Wang Yi threw another punch.

Bang!!!

The tremendous sound echoed through the empty Training Hall.

It seemed to strike many people's hearts as well, making their bodies tremble involuntarily.

The number appeared—"3698 kg"!

An intense delight spread from Wu Tong's mouth like ripples, and he even burst into laughter.

Who was Wu Tong? With his discerning eye, he did not need the machine to tell that Wang Yi's previous punch had definitely carried more than 3000 kg of force.

He had only asked Wang Yi to test again for a more accurate result.

"There's nothing wrong with the machine, and there's nothing wrong with you. You've passed this punch force test!" Wu Tong was overjoyed.

He truly had not expected to discover a talent like Wang Yi during this Quasi-Warrior Assessment.

No, this was no ordinary talent.

However... there were still some things that needed to be confirmed first.

"Wang Yi, tell me. Have you cultivated the Gene Energy Cultivation Method or the Guidance Technique?" Wu Tong looked at Wang Yi with utmost seriousness.

If Wang Yi had cultivated the Gene Energy Cultivation Method or the Guidance Technique, he would still be a genius, but his evaluation would undoubtedly be lower.

Of course, there were other methods, such as special Gene Potions, that could achieve the same result. But such matters could easily be investigated, and Wu Tong did not believe Wang Yi would be foolish enough to try that.

Moreover, those Gene Potions were extremely expensive. Ordinary people had no way to buy them even if they wanted to.

But if there was nothing unusual about Wang Yi, then having punch force of around 3700 kg at Eighteen Years Old would make him an exceptionally rare genius!

"No." Wang Yi answered firmly.

Wu Tong stared into Wang Yi's resolute, clear eyes. Only after a long while did he nod.

With his insight, he could naturally tell that Wang Yi was not lying.

Then an uncontrollable surge of joy and excitement filled his mind, as though it were about to overflow.

It was like an ordinary person suddenly discovering an enormous treasure!

And to Wu Tong, Wang Yi was just such a treasure.

Eighteen Years Old, never having cultivated the Gene Energy Cultivation Method, yet already capable of delivering 3700 kg of punch force!

What kind of concept was that? Just imagining it made Wu Tong feel slightly dizzy.

He remembered hearing from his superior, the Head of Main Hall of Jiangnan Base City, about the geniuses who had entered the Elite Training Camp in the past.

Under normal circumstances, within Jiangnan Base City, the Limit Martial Arts School would select two or three geniuses every year for the Basic Training Camp.

On average, only one person would be selected for the Elite Training Camp every five years or so!

And Wang Yi undoubtedly possessed such qualifications.

Of course, until he received approval from above, they were only qualifications.

After all, entering the Elite Training Camp was an extremely important matter. Countless people around the world were watching every spot. Not even Wu Tong, or even the Head of Main Hall of Jiangnan Base City, had the authority to decide it. An application and report had to be submitted to headquarters.

The only thing Wu Tong found regrettable was that Wang Yi had come from Jiujiang City rather than being a homegrown talent nurtured in Yangzhou City.

Why is Jiujiang City so useless that a genius like Wang Yi came all the way to Yangzhou City for the Quasi-Warrior Assessment? Wu Tong was puzzled, but when he saw the dazzling number on the Punch Force Tester's screen, he quickly threw the question aside. Whatever. Since Wang Yi came to Yangzhou City for the test and passed it, that makes it Yangzhou City's achievement. Hmph, even if those people from Jiujiang City come looking for him later, they won't have anything to say.

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Wu Tong's mind.

Meanwhile, the Training Hall had fallen silent.

Everyone stared at the number on the Punch Force Tester, lost in silence.

"Clap, clap..."

Wu Tong clapped twice, bringing everyone back to their senses.

Wu Tong beamed. "Wang Yi, you've passed. You can step down now. Oh, and if you're tired, you can sit in the rest area for a while, but don't wander around. We'll begin the next test soon."

The rest area Wu Tong referred to was naturally the sofas where the Martial Artists from the Limit Martial Arts School were seated.

Though Wang Yi had not even finished testing, his treatment had clearly changed.

Wang Yi glanced at the Martial Artists, whose sharp gazes seemed ready to dissect him, and decisively shook his head.

"No need. I'll just stand."

He returned to where he had originally been standing. The others taking the Quasi-Warrior Assessment all looked at him with shock, strangeness, and admiration, as though they were looking at a monster.

Yun Xue stood beside him. She had been watching for a while, and when Wang Yi returned, she could not help asking, "How did you do it? Are you really only Eighteen Years Old?"

She simply could not understand it. They were both human, yet Wang Yi was several years younger than her. How had he reached this point?

3700 versus 1100—the gap was far too great.

"It was just luck," Wang Yi said.

"..."

Yun Xue's expression clearly showed that she did not believe him.

With Wang Yi's earth-shaking performance before them, the following tests became dull and tasteless.

Wu Tong merely went through the motions, patiently testing the remaining eight candidates.

When the final results came out, ten people had passed the first-round punch force test, while two had failed.

Those two were not actually that weak. Both had scored over 890, but they had fallen just short. They could only be said to have had bad luck.

The second assessment was a speed test.

Wu Tong walked to the speed-testing device, proficiently switched it on, then turned and looked at Wang Yi.

At the same time, everyone else looked at Wang Yi as well.

"Wang Yi, you're first." Wu Tong smiled.

Given the strength Wang Yi had displayed, passing the speed test would not be a problem at all.

But since Wu Tong wanted to learn more about this young man, Wang Yi was naturally chosen first.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Wang Yi calmly walked onto the track for the speed test.

The track was only one hundred meters long. Wang Yi simply needed to run across it.

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, Wang Yi shot forward like a cheetah, swift as the wind. In almost the time of a single breath, he had crossed the track.

"Swish!"

Wang Yi abruptly stopped. His shoes slid across the floor for a distance, producing a harsh scraping sound.

Wu Tong looked at the machine's screen. A number appeared—"58.2 m/s."

"Very good! Passed!" Wu Tong said in satisfaction.

Wang Yi looked at the number as well. He knew that as physical fitness improved, Martial Artists were divided into different ranks. The lowest Martial Artist rank was the warrior rank, which was further divided into Beginner Warrior, Intermediate Warrior, and Advanced Warrior.

Generally speaking, a punch force of 4000 kg was considered the threshold for Advanced Warrior rank.

As for speed, 60 meters per second was considered the threshold for physical fitness at Advanced Warrior rank.

Wang Yi's punch force had been 3700 kg, while his speed was 58.2 m/s. His physical fitness was already extremely close to Advanced Warrior rank!

Although the others had expected it, seeing the result with their own eyes left them with nothing but shock.