Just a Little Stronger Than You (Please Keep Reading)

Yang Lei glanced sideways at Lin Qi and thought to himself:

Lin Qi's family is poor. He can't afford potions. No matter how well he trains his fundamentals, it's practically impossible for his vitality and blood value to break through 6.0.

Thinking of this, an odd sense of superiority rose within him.

"Huff~"

Lin Qi let out a breath and quickly walked over to the Fist Strength Tester.

Relaxing his body, he could feel countless gazes locking onto him.

But he was not nervous. He had a clear understanding of his own strength.

Lin Qi's eyes sharpened. He suddenly burst into motion, force rising from his feet like a chain of power, segment by segment, transmitting strength up to his waist.

Then, using his waist to drive the force, his vitality and blood surged as his body tightened like a drawn bow.

The Tiger Form Fist's method of exertion was to make the muscles erupt in an instant. His fist was like dynamite, setting off the explosive power of his entire body.

His fist shot out like a cannonball, tracing an arc before slamming into the red Punching Target.

"Bang!!"

With that fierce punch, the target began to shake violently.

The next instant, a string of numbers appeared on the tester's electronic display—"640.5 kg!"

"640 kg?"

Someone could not help crying out.

Round-faced Li Shaodong said in surprise, "I remember Lin Qi could only hit 510 kg last semester. He was even weaker than me. After just one summer break, he improved by more than a hundred kilograms?"

Yang Lei's eyes widened. He could not believe what he was seeing.

640 kg?

Wasn't that the same as him?

"Bang! Bang!!"

"643 kg!"

"646 kg!"

Lin Qi threw two more punches in succession. Their force was nearly identical, and he smiled when he saw the results.

Not too much, not too little—just enough to surpass Yang Lei.

"Next, speed!"

Wu Kang could not help nodding.

Lin Qi slowly walked to the start of the track. Before him was a speed-testing zone formed by infrared beams.

"Whoosh~"

In an instant, Lin Qi's back arched as he shot forward like an arrow released from a bow.

The muscles in his legs exploded like gunpowder, kicking up a gust of wind. In just a few breaths, he passed through the infrared finish line, then slowed to a stop.

The speed tester's display flickered before showing the data—"14.4 m/s!"

"Fist strength of 646 kg and a speed of 14.4 m/s. His vitality and blood value has definitely broken through 6.0."

"Nice! Qi Ge is awesome—just a little higher than Yang Lei."

From the crowd, Jiang Tao burst into loud laughter.

"Ha ha!!"

The others smiled as well.

Yang Lei's face turned livid. Curling his lip, he said, "I just didn't perform well. If I go again, I'll definitely beat him."

Satisfied with his results, Lin Qi returned to the crowd and bumped fists with Jiang Tao.

"Qi Ge, you're strong!"

"I knew you'd be fine."

Jiang Tao grinned and gave him a thumbs-up.

"After all, we're going to the Elite Class together." Lin Qi rarely smiled as well.

"Jiang Tao!"

"Here!"

As student after student was called, it was soon Jiang Tao's turn.

"Crack!"

"Finally, it's my turn." Rubbing his hands together, Jiang Tao loosened up and eagerly walked to the Fist Strength Tester.

He stood around 1.85 meters tall, large and imposing, with long arms and bronze skin. He looked like a terrifying upright ape.

His muscles swelled and veins bulged. Twisting his waist and hips, he launched both fists like cannonballs.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The Punching Target shook violently as numbers appeared.

"814 kg!"

"815 kg!"

"816 kg!"

"Damn, Jiang Tao is improving incredibly fast too. His fist strength keeps getting better every time, and he's already broken through 800 kilograms."

Someone exclaimed, and even Lin Qi was startled.

It seemed he was not the only one improving. His best friend was advancing quickly too.

With fist strength over 800 kilograms, Jiang Tao's vitality and blood value had likely broken through 8.0.

Jiang Tao's talent was truly impressive.

Lin Qi was happy for him as well.

A few minutes later

"Zhu Yuqi's fist strength: 879 kg!"

"Yu Jing's fist strength: 901 kg!"

"With Jiang Tao included, the top three in the class are terrifyingly strong. They're on a completely different level from everyone else."

The people around them erupted into an uproar, discussing the three of them.

"Alright, move the equipment away. Next, we'll test Fist Technique."

"When your name is called, come up and demonstrate your Fist Technique."

After the fist strength and speed tests, Wu Kang stood and spoke.

"Zhou Ping!"

Zhou Ping stepped forward and cupped his fists in salute. He then assumed a stance and lunged out, his movements agile as he used stillness to control motion.

He performed the Crane Form Fist, its style swift in contracting and extending, darting through the forest like a shuttle and perching on branches with even greater dexterity.

After finishing, he looked at the teacher expectantly.

Wu Kang expressionlessly said, "Zhou Ping, Good-."

"Next!"

Zhou Ping returned to the crowd with an ugly expression.

"Fist Technique mastery cannot be assigned specific scores. It can only be simply divided into four grades: Excellent, Good, Average, and Poor. Each grade is further divided into plus and minus."

"To receive Excellent+, the Five Form Fist must reach Major Achievement."

Round-faced Li Shaodong spoke again from the crowd.

"That's too difficult. There probably aren't more than five people who can do it."

While everyone discussed it, the testing continued.

"Li Yu'an, Good+!"

"Cui Chengshan, Good-!"

"Lu Xingjuan, Excellent-!"

"..."

As one classmate after another stepped up to demonstrate their Fist Technique, the five styles of Dragon, Tiger, Crane, Ape, and Snake were displayed in turn.

Wu Kang only needed to watch for a few moments each time to determine the result before mercilessly announcing it.

"Huff~"

"Ha~"

Yang Lei was powerfully built, with enormous muscles and thick fingers. When he performed his Fist Technique, his movements carried a fierce wind.

He also used Tiger Form Fist. As his Tiger Claw struck out, it resembled a ferocious tiger descending the mountain, stirring up bursts of powerful wind.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!!"

Each movement of his arms produced a crisp crack!

"Yang Lei, Excellent+!"

Wu Kang announced loudly, swiping across his tablet.

"Brother Lei is awesome. His vitality and blood value broke 6, and his Tiger Form Fist reached Major Achievement. He's definitely getting into the Elite Class now."

Someone flattered him.

Yang Lei assumed his Concluding Stance, secretly delighted by the praise.

"Of course. Who do you think I am?"

"Recently, I've received Teacher's guidance during the day. When I go home every day, my family's private tutor gives me personal instruction too."

Yang Lei grinned arrogantly.

"Gotta admit, Yang Lei does have some skill. But compared to Qi Ge, he doesn't have any advantage anymore."

Jiang Tao muttered quietly.

"Lin Qi!"

Wu Kang announced loudly, then looked at Lin Qi with curiosity.

"I'm up!"

After speaking, Lin Qi stepped out of the crowd. Under everyone's gaze, he walked to the center and performed a cupped-fist salute.

He took a deep breath, and his eyes focused. An invisible aura radiated from his body.

Then he began demonstrating the Tiger Form Fist.

All sorts of key points regarding the Tiger Form Fist surfaced in his mind.

The next instant, his gaze changed, and so did his aura.

Force rose from his waist and drove to his fingertips. His Tiger Claw struck out, and his fist intent was fierce.

His vitality and blood roiled like a ferocious tiger emerging into the world.

At times, he was like a tiger descending the mountain; at times, an enraged tiger leaving the forest; at times, a starving tiger catching a sheep...

Fierce and sharp, his fist wind howled.

"Bang! Bang! Bang~~"

Every move produced a crisp sound, like an air cannon.

"One of the signs of the Five Form Fist reaching Major Achievement is that every move can produce a sound—crisp and loud."

"The Tiger Form Fist has six moves, and there were six sounds. Lin Qi's Tiger Form Fist has reached Major Achievement too." Someone cried out in surprise.

"Lin Qi may be a little lean, but he possesses the spirit of a ferocious tiger. He looks completely different now." Someone sighed.

After Lin Qi finished his Fist Technique, Wu Kang's astonished voice reached his ears.

Looking at Lin Qi, Wu Kang was shocked inwardly:

This kid has improved so quickly. His Tiger Form Fist actually broke through to Major Achievement.

He has already grasped the spirit of the Tiger Form Fist. A fierce tiger in his heart, yet he gently savors roses.

Lin Qi had truly given him a huge surprise. Wu Kang had really misjudged him.

Lin Qi also smiled in satisfaction.

He finished with a cupped-fist salute, then turned and returned to the crowd, bumping fists with Jiang Tao.

Watching Lin Qi's figure, many people had an indescribable feeling. Lin Qi seemed to have become different.

Half an hour later

"I announce that the assessment has officially ended. You'll know your specific results and rankings in half an hour."

"Many students have made tremendous progress in martial arts this time, and I'm very pleased."

"Entering the Elite Class will also be a new beginning."

"Dismissed!"

After testing the final student, Wu Kang announced loudly.

After hearing Wu Kang's words, some people were already becoming nervous. Others noisily went to wash up, preparing to return to the classroom and await their results and rankings.

Wu Kang returned to his office alone.

The results of this assessment had changed considerably from before. An unexpected person had emerged.