[Martial Dao Space]?

Li Qingshan took a deep breath, stepped out of the queue, and came to a stop before the light wall.

After daydreaming for so long, he actually grew calm when the moment finally arrived.

Whether the Body Tempering Eleventh Level existed or not, he would know as soon as the test was over!

A thought flashed through his mind as his right foot stomped down heavily.

Boom!

With a muffled explosion, his figure darted out like a rolling thunderclap.

Power unspooled freely from his legs while a wild gale whistled past his ears.

Yet this was no time for wanton sprinting.

Within a few steps, the opposing light wall was already right before his eyes.

Li Qingshan brought his foot down, abruptly halting his forward momentum as his soles twisted.

Force rose from the ground, surged through his thighs and hips, and whipped up his spine!

In a fraction of a second, his body pivoted and charged out once more.

He had no experience with this kind of shuttle run test,

yet whether it was Yu Lei's flawless demonstration or the multitude of erroneous demonstrations by his classmates, both were enough for Li Qingshan to understand, learn, and master!

His figure shuttled rapidly between the light walls, every turnaround action growing increasingly standard.

In a flash, the ten shuttles were complete.

All the classmates craned their necks, staring toward the left light wall.

They could not estimate Li Qingshan's specific score, but judging purely by the naked eye,

fast! Very fast! Extremely fast!

Right at that moment,

bang, bang, bang!

Roaring explosions erupted in continuous succession.

The crowd looked over in astonishment, realizing that after completing the speed test, Li Qingshan had not stopped for even a single second and had bolted straight toward the fist-strength tester.

In the blink