A bold idea suddenly surfaced in Li Ziyu's mind.
But he immediately shook his head and rejected it, laughing at himself:
"I'm really getting carried away. Ferocious beasts are nothing like wild animals. Even the weakest Level 1 Ferocious Beast has Combat Power far beyond that of a Siberian tiger."
"With my current 0.9 Qi-Blood, I'd probably be slapped to death the moment I went over."
"I don't dare think about ferocious beasts for now. But if I went somewhere near the outskirts of the city and killed a few Red-Eyed Rabbits, that should be doable."
"Forget it. I'll stop thinking about this for now and test my Combat Power again."
After thinking it over, Li Ziyu pressed the button to end the test. The tubes attached to him automatically released.
Li Ziyu held his arms out stiffly and walked out of the Qi-Blood Tester.
He walked over and stopped in front of a human-shaped Ironwood dummy.
It was called a dummy.
But at the center of the dummy was something resembling an electronic display.
Its shape was somewhat similar to the device he had used to test punching power in his previous life.
This Ironwood human-shaped target contained special equipment that could measure Combat Power.
As long as one attacked the target with full force, it would automatically convert the attack into Combat Power and display it on the target's electronic screen.
It was quite miraculous.
Although it could only test the strength of Martial Artists below Level 2,
Li Ziyu was not even a Martial Artist yet, so the Ironwood target was more than enough for him.
Li Ziyu studied it for a while but still couldn't figure out how it worked, so he simply stopped thinking about it.
Qi-Blood was the foundation of a Martial Artist.
Generally speaking, the stronger a Martial Artist's Qi-Blood, the stronger their Combat Power.
Under normal circumstances, multiplying Qi-Blood by one hundred would give a Martial Artist's Combat Power.
But it wasn't absolute.
Because aside from Qi-Blood, another factor affecting Combat Power was the enhancement provided by martial techniques.
For example, fist techniques, blade techniques, sword techniques, spear techniques, and so on could all be called basic martial techniques.
"Fortunately, I've also mastered a blade technique. It's only a beginner technique, but at least it's a means of dealing with enemies."
"First, I'll try and see how much Combat Power I can produce without using a martial technique."
"Ha!"
Li Ziyu stared straight at the target in front of him and calmed his mind.
He sank into a horse stance, tensed every muscle in his body, and drove power into his right fist before smashing it viciously into the target.
With a bang, the Ironwood target let out a muffled thud.
A bright red number also sprang onto the electronic screen above it.
92!
He twisted his waist and gave a low shout, switching from fist to leg.
Li Ziyu lashed out with another whip kick, striking the target.
Another muffled thud rang out, and another number jumped onto the target's electronic display.
93!
People said that an arm couldn't overpower a thigh, and there was indeed some truth to it.
The force of a whip kick was indeed greater than that of a punch.
But the difference was far too small.
The conversion between Qi-Blood and Combat Power had not exceeded the expected value at all.
Li Ziyu exhaled the foul air from his lungs and couldn't help complaining.
What did this represent?
It meant that although the amount of Qi-Blood in his body had increased, its quality had not.
"I'll try using a blade."
Just now, he had used only pure physical strength, so the increase in Combat Power had not been significant.
He walked over to the weapon rack in the corner, then picked a longsword made of alloy from the densely packed weapons hanging there.
He weighed it in his hand. The weight was just right.
"Beginner Blade Technique!"
"Might Splits Mount Hua!"
With the blade in hand, Li Ziyu returned to the target and shouted a familiar battle cry.
Then, power surged through his raised right arm, and with a swish, he brought the blade down diagonally at the target.
A muffled impact much louder than before rang out. The target, made entirely of Ironwood, shook violently.
A white blade mark was also left on the surface of the Ironwood.
On the electronic screen, a number darker than the previous one began to flicker.
102!
With the enhancement from Beginner Blade Technique, the Combat Power of this strike had reached 102!
A ten percent increase in Combat Power.
"Just as I thought, martial techniques are extremely important to Combat Power. Even Beginner Blade Technique can provide a ten percent increase."
"Then what about Intermediate Blade Technique, or even Advanced Blade Technique? Wouldn't they be even stronger?"
"What about techniques above the advanced level? Or Battle Techniques, which are even higher-level than basic martial techniques?"
Li Ziyu's heart surged with excitement.
The system's function was definitely not limited to increasing Qi-Blood. It was very likely that it could improve martial techniques later on as well.
He would need to increase his Qi-Blood and verify this himself.
"The minimum undergraduate admission requirement for the Martial Arts Exam is a Qi-Blood value of 1.2 and Combat Power of 140."
"My current Qi-Blood is 0.92, and my Combat Power is 101."
"In other words, as long as I keep killing creatures and follow the system's improvements, I can definitely get into a martial arts university as an undergraduate within a week."
"I might even have a chance at a better martial arts university!"
"But with this system, does it really matter whether I attend a martial arts university?"
"I could completely focus on hunting ferocious beasts and take the path of a society Martial Artist?"
Li Ziyu pondered silently.
But those things were still too far away.
What mattered now was to hurry up and increase his Qi-Blood and strength.
A moment later, after testing his Combat Power a few more times, Li Ziyu returned the War Blade to the weapon rack and pushed open the door to leave the testing room.
"Brother Bai Haoran, your Qi-Blood value is already 1.4, right? You'll definitely have no problem getting into an undergraduate program!"
At the front desk,
Xu Mengyao sat gracefully in a chair, her gentle face gazing tenderly at Bai Haoran, who sat beside her waiting for a training room to become available.
Bai Haoran nodded indifferently. However, his tone revealed pride and arrogance:
"Not 1.4. It's already 1.5."
"Wow! It's already 1.5!? Doesn't that mean you've reached the certification standard for a Level 1 Martial Artist!?"
Hearing Bai Haoran's words, Xu Mengyao couldn't help crying out in surprise, her face full of astonishment.
Bai Haoran smiled faintly, took a sip of tea, and nodded.
"Mm. If there are no problems with this Qi-Blood test, I'm planning to go to the Xujiang City Martial Artist Association tomorrow and undergo the Level 1 Martial Artist assessment."
The two did not bother to conceal their conversation, so the Beautiful Clerk heard every word clearly. She looked at Bai Haoran in surprise.
She hadn't expected this young man to be a genius. He had reached Level 1 Martial Artist at such a young age.
That was rare even throughout Xujiang City.
The Beautiful Clerk somewhat understood why Xu Mengyao had gotten together with Bai Haoran.
"I'm finished testing. Here's your room card."
Just then, Li Ziyu walked out of the martial arts hall. After two steps, he reached the counter and placed the black card on the table.
"Heh, finished testing? Have you given up?"
"Without Martial Artist talent, you should honestly be an ordinary person. I hope you won't come bother me again in the future."
Xu Mengyao, standing to the side, mocked Li Ziyu sarcastically.
The moment she thought of Li Ziyu's cold attitude toward her just now, she couldn't help feeling angry.
He was a bootlicking dog she used to order around at will, an ordinary person destined to have no Martial Artist talent. What right did he have to look at her with the disdainful gaze one used when looking at trash by the roadside?
Li Ziyu completely ignored Xu Mengyao, treating her as though she were air.
If a dog bit him, was he supposed to bite it back?
Toward a materialistic woman and Green Tea bitch like Xu Mengyao,
Li Ziyu felt that saying even one more word to her would be an insult to himself.
After putting down the room card, Li Ziyu turned around and walked out of Hongsu Martial Arts Hall.
"You!"
Xu Mengyao's chest heaved violently with anger at Li Ziyu's cold attitude, and her pretty face flushed red.
Sometimes, being ignored was even more unbearable than being cursed or struck in retaliation.
"A bottom-dwelling loser who can't even get into a martial arts university, yet he acts as if he's a Martial Artist. What are you putting on airs for?"
"I want to see just how low your Qi-Blood and Combat Power are!"
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