Intensity Meter

Intensity Meter

Testing continued, and everyone looked at Zhou Leng with something extra in their eyes.

Scoring in the nineties for other subjects was simply the level of the top ten martial arts universities in a single subject, which was not uncommon.

Yet getting a perfect score in true Qi control was top-tier even if he went to Cloud Splendor and Golden Capital.

Deng Zhijue distributed the scores to all the students once again.

At this moment, a student whispered, "Can Zhou Leng be considered 'half nine' now?"

The examination area instantly became lively, with discussions buzzing all around.

Several examiners looked at each other, not expecting that the offhand remark made earlier would actually come true.

Wei Hong said with envy, "Now Zhou Leng's regular scholarship and martial arts scholarship are guaranteed, and if he gets lucky, he might even receive invitations to some special training camps."

Feng Wenhao looked at Zhou Leng's scores while saying, "Zhou Leng, you should push a bit harder and take ninety in all four of the upcoming comprehensive exam subjects to become a 'full nine' martial arts hall student and crush the martial university students!"

The entire crowd fell silent once again.

Wei Hong dazed for a good while before slowly saying, "For a martial arts hall student to secure full nines, isn't that going a bit too far?"

"I think we can give it a try," Lu Juncai chimed in with interest.

"I think it'll work!"

"Go for it, Zhou Leng!" All the students inexplicably grew excited.

"That's a 'full nine' we're talking about!" A female student's eyes flashed with light.

"The moment to witness a miracle..."

The students chatted and laughed, every single one of their eyes shining brightly.

Only Chang Luan looked at the already pitch-black sky, an ominous premonition growing increasingly intense in his heart.

At this moment, a squad of school instructors walked over to the distance.

Leading them was impressively Chief Instructor Huang Jingqiu.

Deng Zhijue hurriedly turned around, preparing to run over and salute, but Huang Jingqiu waved a hand and said, "Continue with what you're doing, don't mind me, I'm just taking a casual look."

Deng Zhijue naturally knew who he came to see, lowering his gaze to check the time.

"Next is the final comprehensive exam. Those who haven't taken a marching pill can take one now."

Zhou Leng took out a marching pill and swallowed it down with water.

After a brief rest, Deng Zhijue announced, "We will now begin the comprehensive exam."

"The comprehensive exam consists of four subjects. It is the combination of Qi and strength, as well as the combination of physique and technique. None of the four can be lacking."

"We will now begin the first subject of the comprehensive exam, Qi-infused weightlifting, starting with candidate number 01... Additionally, Zhou Leng, relax your whole body and don't worry about whether it's nine or not, just perform at your normal level."

Zhou Leng nodded, taking a deep breath to suppress all stray thoughts.

Before long, Zhou Leng stepped onto the weightlifting platform and supported the magic-patterned thick steel plate with both hands.

"Begin!"

The weightlifting platform trembled slightly and began pressing downward.

Zhou Leng had already driven the Mysterious Tide Art to its limit, his entire body's true Qi surging like a tide and circulating frantically.

Powerful strength fused into his bones and muscles, resisting the downward pressure of the thick steel plate.

The numbers on the display screen leaped and changed rapidly.

100... 200... 300...

Beep...

The weightlifting platform came to a halt.

The numbers stopped.

35.

91 points.

"True Qi-less weightlifting five hundred kilograms, Qi-infused weightlifting over two thousand kilograms. The weight isn't exceptionally high, but that fourfold multiplier is rare."

The crowd nodded slightly.

The others lifted weights one after another. The Blood Circulation Stage students, just like before, all had higher weightlifting figures than Zhou Leng, but not a single one of them had a multiplier exceeding four times.

Wei Hong said, "I can't wait to see the intensity. That's the value that best illustrates actual destructive power."

After everyone finished testing, Deng Zhijue spoke once again.

"Our attacks after using true Qi are different from purely physical attacks."

"True Qi attacks include not only physical destructive power and true Qi destructive power, but also the destructive power of cultivation techniques and various unknown characteristic forces. The actual destructive effects produced cannot be measured by pure units like kilograms or Newtons."

"To give the simplest example, some true Qi contains dual forces of ice and fire, and they are even mixed. No matter how you test it, it's impossible to calculate it in kilograms."

"Furthermore, the strength of some experts is very special and cannot be detected, requiring manual parameter modification or even high-grade intensity meters."

The crowd nodded.

"Therefore, the maximum destructive intensity will form a special value based on each person's previous data combined with the impact of an all-out strike. This value is actually not completely accurate, but it can reflect a person's actual destructive power to a very large extent."

"Alright, we will now use the destruction intensity meter."

The intensity meter differed greatly from the fist force meter.

The contact surface of the fist force meter was only the size of a chair back, whereas the intensity meter looked like a wall two meters high and wide, with the equipment room behind it covering an area of over one hundred square meters.

The surface of the intensity meter's wall was also leather, but the material was much coarser.

Students stepped forward one by one, circulated their true Qi, and chose their strongest moves to strike the leather wall, with leg techniques excluded.

On the display of the intensity meter, very small numbers appeared.

8.

9.

1...

Zhou Leng recalled that his true Qi seemed to have changed because of the frost giant tree, and he wondered if the intensity meter would be able to detect it.

Before long, Zhou Leng walked up to the intensity meter, circulated his true Qi, and unleashed an all-out strike using the Wave Palm's most ferocious technique, which required prolonged static charging.

The true Qi within Zhou Leng's body oscillated. The true Qi in other areas instantly decreased, while the true Qi in his right arm suddenly multiplied, flowing in wisps that converged into one.

Ten Thousand Rivers Return to the Sea.

Bang!

Everyone stared at the display screen.

56.

4 points.

Almost everyone wore a smile, taking one step closer to "full nines."

"Very good, next," Deng Zhijue said.

Next, student after student tested their intensity.

The more they tested, the happier the instructors became.

That was because the subsequent students' destruction intensity scores were not low, and several people even broke 5.

Breaking 5 in destruction intensity was quite difficult, with the difficulty basically equivalent to an 85 in dodge run.

And previously, apart from Zhou Leng, everyone's dodge run scores were below 80.

Since destruction intensity best reflected actual destructive power, even Chief Instructor Huang Jingqiu nodded repeatedly.

Deng Zhijue deliberately recorded all the students whose destruction intensity exceeded 5 points, intending to report them to the martial arts hall in the future for key cultivation.

Zhou Leng looked at his score with a mixture of regret and relief.

The regret was that it seemed the changes in his true Qi were nothing out of the ordinary.

The reason he breathed a sigh of relief was that he had been overthinking things; there was no need to hide anything, and he could just undergo normal tests from now on.

"Everyone take a ten-minute break..."

While everyone was resting, three operators in the equipment room behind the intensity meter were carefully inspecting it.

"These few areas have already turned orange. It should be due to excessive wear and tear on certain components or magic patterns. After the examinations finish today, we'll need to invite a spirit master to perform maintenance and upkeep."

"Strange, it clearly just finished maintenance before the college entrance examination."

"It might be because it's been used a bit too frequently lately. Anyway, it hasn't turned red, so it's still usable."

Ten minutes later, Deng Zhijue spoke while looking at the tablet in his hand.

"The maximum destruction intensity is a single punch, whereas the average destruction intensity is continuous attacks for 10 seconds, finally divided by the number of attacks to take the average value."

"However, in order to comprehensively test all moves, this test has a mandatory restriction."

"That is, after selecting a single external technique, each person must start from the first form and use the subsequent moves in order, cycling through them again once finished."

"Because in combat, you are not allowed to use just a single move; you need a combination of multiple moves."

"For this subject, scoring above 90 points is extremely difficult, so everyone prepare yourselves." As Deng Zhijue spoke, he glanced at Zhou Leng.

"Alright, begin!"

The students tested forward one by one.

The average destruction intensities of everyone before him were all lower than the maximum intensity of 5 or even 1.

Soon it was Zhou Leng's turn.

Without holding anything back, Zhou Leng rapidly executed all eighteen forms of the Wave Palm in a repeating cycle.

Once the 10 seconds passed, he looked up at the data.

09.

5 points.

"He broke 95 points..."

"A future practical combat expert."

Zhou Leng stepped away, and the others continued testing.

The instructors' moods became increasingly pleasant. Scoring above 80 in this subject was very difficult, yet aside from Zhou Leng, several others scored 85.

After finishing this subject, the group headed to the final examination area.

Chief Instructor Huang Jingqiu raised his leg to follow, but someone called out from behind, "Chief Instructor."

Huang Jingqiu turned around to look; it was the intensity meter operator.

"Reporting to the Chief Instructor, multiple fault lights on this intensity meter have turned red. We need to invite spirit masters and engineers to inspect and repair it, and it cannot be used for a short time."

"Hm? Wasn't it just maintained? I remember those components most prone to wear and tear were newly replaced, costing over a hundred thousand."

"We aren't sure either. After all, the intensity meter is the most complex instrument."

Huang Jingqiu frowned and said, "Additional inspection and maintenance will cost at least fifty thousand a time... Forget it, find someone as soon as possible to thoroughly inspect it and don't delay the monthly exam."

"Yes."

"For the subsequent classes, use the other machine to squeeze by first, or go use the one at Ru University's campus if necessary."

Class 01 arrived at the final examination area, and most of the students looked forward with expressionless faces.

This was an indoor venue.

Inside the venue stood sixteen identical pieces of demonic equipment.

Each piece of demonic equipment resembled an enlarged black canned container with an independent hollow room inside.

Many students repeatedly took deep breaths and looked around.

There was a somewhat indescribable strange odor here, making people feel very oppressed.

Yet they could not quite tell what it was.

"Everyone put on your protective cups, knee pads, and headgear, and put all items like mobile phones into your backpacks..."

"Students ranked 1 to 16, enter in order and warm up with a trial first."

Entering the anti-strike device for the very first time, Zhou Leng walked inside while looking around carefully.

The inner walls, upper section, and floor edges of the room were densely covered with "mechanical arm boxing gloves."

Silver mechanical arms wrapped in red boxing gloves.

Hundreds of fists aimed toward the exact center, forming a powerful sense of oppression.

Far from feeling worried, Zhou Leng felt somewhat excited.

Just like the intensity meter, the anti-strike device was high-grade demonic equipment, extremely efficient in training anti-strike capabilities.

In actual combat, anti-strike capability was of paramount importance.

Two people with identical body weight, realm, strength, experience, and so on—one who had never practiced anti-strike and one who had—would have a world of difference when fighting.

Hum...

The anti-strike device emitted a faint buzzing sound, then slowly rotated and closed in on Zhou Leng.

The mechanical arm directly ahead emitted a red light, its boxing glove aiming straight at Zhou Leng's face and striking forward.

With a sideways flash, Zhou Leng easily avoided it.

The arm boxing gloves launched attacks one after another, and Zhou Leng continuously moved, swayed, and dodged.

Completely foregoing footwork and body movement techniques, Zhou Leng chose only the most direct approach.