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Wang Yi was not particularly tall, but at this moment, in Yun Xue and Qin Mo's eyes, he seemed utterly unreachable.

Just looking at his figure made them feel as though they could barely breathe.

The speed test ended quickly. Another two people were eliminated, leaving only eight to enter the final round.

Neural Reaction Speed test!

Head Instructor Wu Tong led a group of Martial Artists and the remaining eight Examinees to the Neural Reaction Testing Room connected to the Training Hall.

It was a spacious room of roughly a hundred square meters.

A large, expensive instrument stood on the floor. At its front were rows of firing Cave Entrances resembling the barrels of a six-barreled Gatling gun, except there were far more than on a Gatling gun—dozens of them in total.

Wu Tong looked toward Wang Yi in the crowd. Before he could speak, the crowd automatically parted and made way for Wang Yi.

Wang Yi: "..."

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

Wang Yi walked over and, following Wu Tong's instructions, stood directly in front of the testing gun muzzles, inside a circle with a diameter of 3.6 meters.

Once the switch was turned on, the edge of the 3.6-meter circle immediately projected a hazy red light upward. For a moment, the tester inside the circle seemed to be surrounded by a misty red gauze curtain.

He knew that what he had to do next was avoid the rubber bullets fired by the testing machine as best he could without leaving the circle or touching the red light.

Different dodging performances earned different scores. Passing the standard meant success, while failure meant elimination.

Of course, with Wang Yi's current physical condition, there was no way he could be eliminated.

Meanwhile, Wu Tong adjusted the test's intensity.

The intensity was divided into many levels.

The lowest level was for Intermediate Student assessments.

The highest level was for the top experts among Martial Artists to test and train with.

Given the physical condition Wang Yi had displayed so far, Wu Tong did not waste any time and directly selected the Advanced Warrior-level test intensity.

"Begin!"

After giving the signal, Wu Tong pressed the red button.

As the massive gun muzzles rotated, streaks of red light poured forth like a raging storm, wildly sweeping toward the black-haired youth ahead.

The faces of the Examinees standing nearby changed just from watching the scene.

Wang Yi's eyes fixed on the streaks of red light shooting toward him. As his mind became intensely focused and his vision concentrated, everything around him seemed to slow down. The previously blurry red lights became clearly visible, while his brain nerves reacted at an unimaginable speed almost the instant they received the information transmitted by his retinas.

"Beep~~ Beep~~"

"Pa pa pa pa pa pa..."

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

The three sounds blended together. Wang Yi's figure moved so quickly that it nearly became an afterimage, darting and shifting through the dense, interwoven, airtight bullet net with ghostly movements.

Wang Yi could feel dozens of bullets flying at him every second, their speed astonishing. All he could do was rely on his body's instinctive reactions to evade them, slipping through nearly impossible gaps to avoid their attacks.

"This is..."

Wu Tong and the others, who stood nearby watching Wang Yi undergo the Neural Reaction Speed test, all revealed shocked expressions when they saw his ghostlike Body Movement within the red light.

"This Body Movement..."

"Could it be..."

"No, impossible."

Almost every Martial Artist stared fixedly at Wang Yi. His strange yet agile movements seemed as though they had been precisely calculated by a computer, with almost no errors at all.

Ten seconds passed, yet not a single bullet had struck Wang Yi's body, and he had not touched the surrounding red light even once.

"Micro-level Body Movement, this is Micro-level Body Movement!" Finally, a bearded Martial Artist could no longer restrain himself and shouted aloud. His eyes gleamed as he stared intently at the youth still fully focused on dodging bullets, his voice overflowing with excitement. "Micro-level Body Movement! He actually mastered Micro-level Body Movement! This... this is unbelievable!"

The other Martial Artists were equally excited!

'Micro-level Body Movement' was like a curse. It stirred these Martial Artists, who had witnessed countless grand scenes and experienced who knew how much bloodshed, into a frenzy.

"Head Instructor!" A Martial Artist looked toward Yangzhou City's Head Instructor, Wu Tong, only to find that Wu Tong seemed not to have heard him at all. His eyes were locked on the indistinct figure within the red light on the testing ground, his hands clenched together so tightly that the bulging veins on his palms were clearly visible.

Twenty seconds...

Thirty seconds...

Forty seconds...

Wang Yi was still holding on. His eyes had turned red, and bloodshot veins could be seen within them.

Every second felt like an enormous challenge to himself.

Wang Yi now felt that if someone fired real pistol bullets at him, as long as they were not at close range, he could probably dodge them.

"Fifty seconds!" an Examinee at the edge of the field muttered.

Looking at the data displayed on the testing machine's screen, the number of times Wang Yi had been hit or touched the red light remained at zero.

For fifty seconds, he had been subjected to such a dense barrage of rubber bullets, yet he had not made a single mistake.

All the Examinees felt a chill rise up their backs.

Just watching made their backs soak with sweat.

"What kind of Body Movement is this? It's terrifying," one Examinee muttered.

A Martial Artist standing relatively close to them saw that the test was nearly over and seemed to relax somewhat. Without turning his head, he said, "That is Micro-level Body Movement!"

"You may not know this... Solid foundation, Proficient, and effortless execution! Those are the first three levels of Body Movement. Beyond those three levels... is the Micro-level!"

The Martial Artist sighed. "According to common knowledge... Body Movement training first requires an extremely Solid foundation, which generally takes ten years of hard work. Then, after frequently fighting monsters for several years, one develops all kinds of dodging instincts and gradually becomes Proficient. At the peak of Proficient, one can execute movements effortlessly, like a conditioned reflex."

"And the Micro-level represents extremely precise control over one's strength and body, making the most exquisite dodges at the smallest cost. Every movement and evasion is as though it has been calculated by a computer!"

Body Movement was different from physical condition. With good talent, one's physical condition could become very strong. But Body Movement required experience accumulated through battle after battle. Only with a Solid foundation could one gradually step into the Micro-level.

That was why Wu Tong and the others were even more shocked upon seeing that Wang Yi had mastered Micro-level Body Movement than they had been during his first two tests.

Because physical ability could be enhanced through all sorts of methods, technology, and items, such as Gene Potions, technological equipment, or even certain mysterious treasures...

But something like Body Movement depended solely on one's aptitude and comprehension!

To master Micro-level Body Movement through his own training at Eighteen Years Old—how terrifying must that level of comprehension be?

It could be said that if Wang Yi had merely reached the Advanced Warrior level in physical condition, Limit Martial Arts School might not necessarily recruit him into the legendary Elite Training Camp.

But with the addition of comprehending Micro-level Body Movement at Eighteen Years Old, joining the Elite Training Camp was practically a certainty!

One minute was up!

"Wuuu—"

The testing machine's massive gun muzzles stopped firing bullets and slowly came to a halt.

Wu Tong saw the perfect passing data displayed on the screen, and his heart began pounding wildly!

"Zhao Cheng, help me conduct the rest of the tests!" Wu Tong made a decision in an instant.

"I need to report this matter to the higher-ups immediately!"

"Limit Martial Arts School absolutely cannot miss out on a genius like this!"