Citywide Simulation

Three days later, Jiangnan City First Martial Arts Stadium.

The venue was bustling with noise, the atmosphere tense and grim. The mock assessment for all third-year martial arts students in the city was about to begin. The stands of the massive circular stadium were filled with parents, teachers from various schools, and junior students who had come to observe. The central area was divided into dozens of standard arenas and a simulated wilderness zone shrouded by an energy barrier.

Students from different schools, wearing distinct colored uniforms, stood in formation according to their designated areas. The blue uniforms of Third High School were not particularly eye-catching among them.

"Look, it's Zhao Feng, the 'Thunder Sword' from First High School! I heard he's already at the peak of Quasi-Martial Artist!"

"And Zhou Min, the 'Phantom Steps' from Second High School, her movement technique is praised even by the instructors!"

"The top ten in this mock assessment will probably be dominated by those prestigious schools again..."

Amidst the discussions, there was a palpable sense of awe for the geniuses from the renowned schools. Most students from Third High School remained silent, their presence clearly lacking in momentum. Zhang Kuang, his arm in a cast, stood at the back of the formation with a grim expression, his resentful gaze fixed on Lin Feng, who was meditating with his eyes closed in front.

Liu Feifei stood among the girls, observing the confident geniuses around her and then looking at the somber atmosphere of her own school. Her heart was filled with mixed emotions, and she couldn't help but cast her gaze toward Lin Feng again. Ever since that practical combat class, Lin Feng had become an utterly unfamiliar and mysterious figure in her eyes.

Instructor Li Zhenhai stood at the forefront of the Third High School formation. His gaze swept over the promising students from his school, finally resting on Lin Feng, a hint of anticipation in his eyes. He knew that today might be the day this hidden dragon officially soared.

"Silence!" A middle-aged martial artist with a presence as profound as a deep mountain spoke from the main stage. His voice was not loud, but it clearly cut through the surrounding noise. "I announce that the Jiangnan City Martial Arts Mock Assessment officially begins!"

"First item, Strength Test! Proceed in order by school!"

In the Strength Test area, a row of the latest Punching Power Testers gleamed with a cold, hard luster. Students stepped forward one by one, unleashing their full power onto the testing pads.

"Third High School, Wang Hao, 685 kilograms!"

"Third High School, Li Qiang, 722 kilograms!"

Most of the scores were between 600 and 800 kilograms, which was the normal level for mid-to-late stage Martial Novices.

"First High School, Zhao Feng, 1588 kilograms!" As the cold electronic voice announced, a collective gasp swept through the entire stadium. Zhao Feng stood with his fist retracted, his expression calm, as if he had accomplished a trivial task.

"Too strong! Nearly 1600 kilograms, that strength is already comparable to a Beginner Martial Artist!"

"As expected of 'Thunder Sword,' he's definitely the top scholar in this mock assessment!"

Praise echoed endlessly. Zhao Feng's performance was like a mountain, weighing down on the hearts of many students.

It was the turn of the last few students from Third High School.

"Third High School, Zhang Kuang!" Zhang Kuang stepped forward with his arm in a sling, smashing his uninjured left fist into the testing pad.

"1125 kilograms!" A good score, but significantly less than his peak performance. His expression grew even more grim.

"Next, Third High School, Lin Feng!"

Almost no one paid attention. What remarkable performance could an ordinary student from Third High School achieve? Perhaps 800 kilograms would be good.

Lin Feng calmly walked to the testing machine. Unlike others who took a long time to build up momentum, he simply stood steady, recalling the technique for condensing and exploding from the Nine Heavens Thunder Blade. He channeled his Blood Essence and threw a punch!

His movement was fluid, seemingly not fast, but at the instant his fist contacted the testing pad, a short, muffled thud erupted.

Buzzz—

The numbers on the display screen jumped wildly, finally settling.

1488 kilograms!

The entire stadium fell silent!

Countless gazes instantly focused on the slightly thin teenager wearing a faded blue school uniform.

1488 kilograms?! Third High School? Lin Feng? Where did this monster come from? His strength was actually close to Zhao Feng's from First High School!

"What?!" Zhang Kuang's pupils constricted, almost bulging out of his sockets. "Impossible! He clearly was..." He couldn't accept this reality.

Liu Feifei covered her mouth with her small hand, her beautiful eyes filled with shock. 1488 kilograms! This far exceeded her imagination! She finally understood what kind of confidence and strength lay behind Lin Feng's words, "My path, I will walk it myself!"

In the stands, teachers from various schools cast surprised glances, inquiring about this dark horse who had suddenly appeared.

Instructor Li Zhenhai revealed a gratified smile, clenching his fist tightly.

On the main stage, the middle-aged martial artist also nodded slightly, making a note in his book.

The Strength Test concluded, and Lin Feng's name, for the first time, entered the vision of the city's top geniuses.

"Second item, Reaction Speed Test!"

"Third item, Neural Reflex Test!"

Lin Feng continued to impress, receiving an excellent rating in the Reaction Speed Test and a perfect score in the Neural Reflex Test! With his powerful Spiritual Power, the rubber bullets shot at him appeared to be in slow motion.

After the three basic tests, Lin Feng's overall ranking had surprisingly climbed into the city's top twenty! He had left many seeded contestants from prestigious schools behind!

The morale of the Third High School team soared, and the students looked at Lin Feng with adoration and excitement.

After a short break, the broadcast announced the final assessment content:

"Final item, Combat Points Match! All candidates will enter the Simulated Wilderness Zone! Within the zone, 100 Tier 1 Low-Ranked Demonic Beasts, 'Ironhide Jackals,' and 20 Tier 1 Mid-Ranked Demonic Beasts, 'Wind Shadow Wolves,' will be deployed! Each Ironhide Jackal killed earns 10 points, and each Wind Shadow Wolf killed earns 50 points! Candidates are allowed to compete with each other. Intentional maiming or killing will result in disqualification! Assessment duration: three hours! Begin now!"

Buzzz!

The massive energy barrier opened, revealing the simulated wilderness behind it, filled with rugged rocks and sparse shrubs.

"Charge!"

Nearly a thousand candidates surged forward like an unleashed flood!

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed, his body flickered, like a swimming fish, he skillfully weaved through the crowd, rushing into the wilderness first. With a few leaps, he disappeared into the rocks.

"Such speed!" someone on the spectator stands exclaimed.

"Hmph, what's the use of running fast? The wilderness relies on strength and brains!" other geniuses from different schools scoffed.

Upon entering the wilderness zone, Lin Feng immediately slowed down, his spiritual power highly concentrated, sensing the movements around him. The optimized Basic Body Forging Technique - Quenching Chapter made him exceptionally sensitive to the flow of spiritual energy.

"To the front left, there's a bloody smell." He changed direction and crept over silently.

Behind a large rock, three Ironhide Jackals, resembling earth dogs but with fur that gleamed with metallic luster, were gnawing on something. Their sense of smell was keen, and they immediately detected Lin Feng's approach. Baring their fangs, they snarled and lunged at him!

Ironhide Jackals: Strength around 800 kg, speed is average, but their fur is tough, making it difficult for ordinary Martial Novices to break through their defenses.

Facing the charge of the three Yao Beasts, Lin Feng's eyes were calm. A flicker of electricity flashed under his feet— Lightning Flash!

His figure shifted sideways like a phantom, evading the frontal assault. Simultaneously, his right fist shot out like a viper from its hole, his Blood Essence instantly stacking— Thunderclap Break!

"Pfft!"

Amidst a faint thunderous sound, his fist accurately struck the relatively vulnerable waist and abdomen of the foremost Ironhide Jackal! A terrifying burst of power exceeding 2200 kg penetrated instantly!

"Awooo!" The Ironhide Jackal let out a short howl. Its waist caved in bizarrely, blood gushed from its nose and mouth, and it collapsed, twitching, clearly on the verge of death.

The other two Ironhide Jackals, fearless, charged again.

Lin Feng's body moved again, his footwork exquisite. He weaved through the pincer attack of the two Yao Beasts with ease, his fists striking like lightning!

"Bang! Bang!"

Two more Thunderclap Breaks, precise and vicious, all hitting vital points!

In just a few breaths, all three Ironhide Jackals were dead!

Lin Feng skillfully used a special dagger to cut off their left ears as proof. His points increased by 30. The entire process was clean and efficient, without any lingering hesitation.

"Too slow." Lin Feng frowned. Searching for them one by one was a waste of time. He needed to create a bigger commotion, or... a more efficient target.

His gaze swept around, finally locking onto a direction—from there, he vaguely heard more ferocious howls and intense fighting sounds, as well as... a faint trace of blood.

"Wind Shadow Wolves, perhaps... perfect."

His figure moved again, blending into the shadows of the rocks like the most seasoned hunter, stealthily heading towards the area where danger and opportunity coexisted.

The simulated assessment had entered its white-hot stage!