Microscopic Level Movement Technique

The speed test, unsurprisingly, posed no difficulty for Xu Feng either, and he achieved a respectable result.

After the punch strength and speed tests were completed in succession, two people had been eliminated in the punch strength test, while five had been eliminated in the speed test.

Only six people remained to take part in the third test: the "Neural Reaction Speed Assessment."

"Follow me." The instructor led a group of warriors, along with the remaining five assessment participants, to the "Neural Reaction Testing Room" connected to the training hall.

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

Of course, compared to the enormous training hall from before, this neural reaction testing room was clearly much smaller.

A tall, expensive-looking machine stood on the floor. At the front of the machine were firing ports resembling the six barrels of a Gatling gun.

However, there were far more of these ports than on a Gatling gun—several dozen in total.

"First, Wang Defa," the chief instructor said.

"Next, Xu Feng."

Xu Feng immediately stepped into a circle three point six meters in diameter directly in front of the testing machine's muzzles.

"Click!" The switch was turned on.

A hazy red light immediately shot upward from the edge of the three-point-six-meter circle.

For a moment, the test subject inside the circle seemed to be surrounded by a hazy red gauze curtain.

"Remember, no matter what happens, you cannot leave the circle. The moment you step outside it, you fail. If your body touches the red light, points will be deducted."

After saying that, the instructor walked over to the neural reaction testing machine, pressed several buttons, and adjusted the test intensity.

The intensity was divided into many levels. The lowest level was for intermediate trainee assessments, while the highest... was used by top warriors for testing and training.

"Begin!" The instructor pressed the red button.

"Beep~~ Beep~~"

The massive barrel of the neural reaction testing machine began to rotate, and the dozens of gunports inside almost instantly burst out with streaks of red light.

Some were fast, some slow. Even their flight paths were far from parallel, wildly chaotic as they rapidly shot into the red circle.

"So fast?" Even Xu Feng was startled.

Xu Feng stared fixedly at the barrels firing the red light.

He tried to predict where the projectiles would land.

Watching the bullets shoot toward him, Xu Feng seemed to awaken to something, his brain rapidly calculating their positions.

He continuously dodged back and forth, up and down, left and right.

Again and again, he evaded the rubber bullets.

As if he could foresee them, he always keenly avoided the stray shots that were too fast for him to calculate in time.

Almost! Almost! As long as I hold on for another fifteen seconds, I'll clear this perfectly. The thought had barely crossed Xu Feng's mind when three bullets shot toward him in a crisscrossing pattern, leaving him almost nowhere to dodge.

I have to dodge them! I have to dodge them! I must dodge them! Xu Feng gritted his teeth and focused completely. He no longer had any other thoughts. He had only one goal now: evade the bullets before him.

In that instant, Xu Feng seemed to have broken through his limits. His mind became utterly clear, his entire body relaxed, and with just a few slight twists of his body, he avoided the danger before him.

Gradually, he seemed to become completely immersed in that feeling of evading the unavoidable, even forgetting about the assessment.

"Amazing. I never expected this kid's neural reactions to improve so much. He seems to have touched the threshold of Microscopic Level Movement Technique!"

"This kid actually gained insight into Microscopic Level Movement Technique during the assessment!"

Just now, he had merely shown traces of it, but now it was genuine Microscopic Level Movement Technique.

"Damn, is this what a genius is?"

The surrounding instructors and assessment participants were all stunned by Xu Feng's condition.

At this moment, Xu Feng, standing amid the "storm of bullets," seemed to be dancing rather than undergoing an assessment.

Sometimes, he took huge strides to evade with all his strength; other times, he seemed to dance on a blade's edge.

He precisely controlled his body, using differences of mere fractions to evade rubber bullets that seemed impossible to dodge.

"Whoosh!"

Soon, the one-minute assessment time was over.

The barrel of the neural reaction testing machine stopped spinning, and only then did Xu Feng awaken somewhat regretfully from that feeling of "enlightenment."

Only then did he realize that the state he had just entered was what books called "Microscopic Level Movement Technique."

Of course, he also knew that he had only touched the threshold of the Microscopic Level. He still had some distance to go before fully stepping into that realm.

"Sixty seconds. Hit twenty times. Did not touch the red light. Excellent."

With Microscopic Level Movement Technique, he should have been able to reduce the number of hits to fewer than fifteen.

There was no helping it—his body was too big and too long, increasing his target area as well...

"Xu Feng, congratulations on passing the Quasi-Warrior assessment!"

"Once the official documents are issued and your information is entered into the citizen identity system, you will be a Quasi-Warrior!"

Once they passed the assessment, the official certificate would generally be issued within seven days, and the record would be entered into their citizen identity information.

"Xu Feng, the warrior combat assessment will be held on August 1st," the instructor said with a smile.

"That morning, gather at the Limitless Martial Arts School. Under the instructors' lead, you and the other Quasi-Warriors will head outside the human Base City to hunt monsters!"

"Once you pass the combat assessment, you'll be a true warrior. Oh, right." As he spoke, the instructor walked over to a keyboard and rapidly pressed several keys. Soon, a huge transparent screen appeared on the wall of the training hall, displaying an article.

It was titled Gene Energy Cultivation Method.

"Mm." Xu Feng could not help holding his breath.

The reason warriors possessed such powerful bodies—and why some top-tier warriors could move faster than sound or cleave through steel plates several meters thick with a single slash—was naturally far beyond Xu Feng and the others' current level. Compared to those legendary powerhouses, the gap was immense.

Why were warriors so powerful?

It was because of Gene Energy!

"Back during the Great Nirvana Period, humans were infected by the RR Virus and developed antibodies, causing their genes to naturally change and optimize," the instructor said with a smile. "Once genetic optimization reaches a certain level, one can absorb traces of energy from the universe and integrate it into every cell of the body. Throughout this process, one's genes, bones, cells, blood, internal organs, skin, and so on will continuously evolve and improve."

"Your bones can become ten or even a hundred times harder than diamond. Your internal organs can become so powerful that you can hold your breath underwater for half an hour in one go—or even longer."

"All of this relies on absorbing the energy of the universe and integrating it into every cell, turning it into your own energy. That is Gene Energy."

The instructor pointed to the article on the screen. "This is the method for cultivating Gene Energy—the Five Hearts Towards Heaven Cultivation Method. It is also the only method on the entire Earth for cultivating Gene Energy."

Xu Feng immediately began reading the article carefully.

Gene Energy—the foundation of humanity's genetic optimization and evolution.

"So that's how it is." With his understanding of the original text, Xu Feng understood as soon as he read through it carefully.

Ordinary people could not cultivate because their degree of genetic optimization was insufficient. Generally, when one reached a punching strength of 900 kilograms, a speed of 25 meters per second, and a neural reaction speed that met the Quasi-Warrior standard, their genetic optimization would more or less have reached the qualifying threshold. Ninety percent of Quasi-Warriors could begin cultivating Gene Energy.

"Over these next three months, you can begin trying to cultivate Gene Energy," the instructor said with a smile. "As for the most precious Guidance Techniques, you can only obtain them after becoming warriors and joining our Limitless Martial Arts School, the military, or similar organizations."

There was only one method for cultivating Gene Energy in the entire world.

However, there were tens of millions of Guidance Techniques worldwide. Different Guidance Techniques could result in vastly different speeds of Gene Energy cultivation—sometimes differing by dozens of times. Guidance Techniques were what the various factions valued most.

"Mm." Xu Feng nodded excitedly.

"Xu Feng, congratulations!" Several other trainees came over as well.

"Brother Xu Feng, I never expected your movement technique to be so incredible. You even had an epiphany during the assessment. Tsk, tsk, a Microscopic Level Movement Technique—can you teach me later?"

"Maybe later, maybe later!" After all, they had graduated in the same batch, so Xu Feng could not be too cold toward them. He could only give an awkward smile.

Very soon, the instructor instructed the heads of the other branch schools to handle the subsequent contract arrangements.

"My name is Wang Defa, from the Jiangnan Limitless Martial Arts School!"

"My name is Wang Duoyu, from the Tomato District Limitless Martial Arts School!"

At the entrance of Mingyue Community, Wang Defa shook hands with Wang Duoyu and Xu Feng respectively. "Nice to meet you!"

Xu Feng smiled as well. "My name is Xu Feng, from the Yi'an District Limitless Martial Arts School."

"Little Brother Xu Feng became a warrior at just eighteen. Your future is definitely boundless," Wang Duoyu said with a beaming smile. "The three of us passing the assessment together today is also fate. How about I treat you both? Let's book out a hotel and celebrate properly?"

Xu Feng said, "Sorry, I still have some matters to take care of. I really don't have time today. How about another day?"

"Alright then! What about you, Wang Defa?" Wang Duoyu looked at Wang Defa with a disappointed expression.

In truth, Wang Duoyu did not care much about Wang Defa. The person he truly wanted to befriend was Xu Feng, this young man who had become a warrior at eighteen!

"Brother Duoyu, I already promised my family that I'd go straight home to tell them the news after the assessment," Wang Defa declined as well.

"Alright, then we'll get together again when we have the chance!"

Though he had failed to make plans with them, Wang Duoyu was not too disappointed.

And so, Wang Defa and Wang Duoyu bid Xu Feng farewell and returned to Yi'an District together, before going their separate ways home.