The Punch Force Tester before him sprawled across the floor like a slumbering Fierce Beast. Its imposing metallic presence deeply shocked anyone seeing its true form for the first time.
Jiang Yan drew a deep breath, gathering all his strength into his right arm. His gaze sharpened as he stared at the bullseye, like a Fierce Beast hunting prey. The aura forged in the Wilderness seeped out unconsciously.
"Hmm?"
Zhang Qiang's thick brows rose. It was as though some nerve in his body had twitched, but he soon laughed it off without taking it seriously.
"Looks like I was overthinking it. That guy's just a kid."
Jiang Yan threw his punch with all his strength. He used neither Traits nor Talent, relying solely on the power of his flesh.
His fist smashed toward the bullseye in a blur, so fast that only an afterimage could be seen.
BOOM!!!
Like rolling heavenly thunder resounding through the ages, that heavy, overwhelming strike drowned out every instrument in the hall. Faintly, a wave of sound seemed to howl past.
At the registration desk, a staff member leisurely raised his teacup, preparing to take a small sip.
Suddenly!
Crack—fine fissures spread across the porcelain.
Then came the deafening impact.
The thunderous sound was no less than Zhang Qiang's. Zhang Qiang, the staff members, and the students who had come for testing all covered their ears, staring toward Jiang Yan as though they had seen a ghost.
Jiang Yan shook out his hand and calmly watched the numbers rapidly climb across the display.
5000 kg
9000 kg
㎏!
kg
kg
The value trembled unsteadily before finally stopping at kg.
Silence. The entire hall fell into deathly stillness.
Everyone's eyes bulged as wide as oxen's, their mouths hanging open as though they could fit a Fierce Beast egg inside. That stark number was branded into their vision, and countless astonished gazes turned in unison toward Jiang Yan.
Crash—
At the registration desk, the staff member's cup finally shattered completely, turning into fragments that fell to the floor with crisp clatters.
Those crisp sounds seemed like a trigger, pulling everyone out of their frozen state.
"Holy shit!"
Zhang Qiang shouted without the slightest concern for his image.
What was this? Tell your dad, what the hell was this?
A full-force punch of kg—was that a number a student was supposed to produce?
Then what the hell had all my years of hard work in the Wilderness amounted to? I came all the way to the Warrior Building to show off, only to become a clown?
The staff member frantically inspected the machine from top to bottom, as though afraid that some loose screw had caused it to malfunction.
The students Jiang Yan's age had lost the focus in their eyes, as though a voice kept repeating in their ears:
Go home. Go home, child. You're only fit to be a pile of dog shit.
Their minds had gone numb. They had finally awakened their Talents and come here for testing, only to be told that someone their age had already surpassed Blood Condensation Perfection?
Unlike Zhang Qiang, Jiang Yan was a genuine local!
Wasn't this like an ultimate Demon King appearing in the beginner village? What the hell were they supposed to play?
Some students' Dao Hearts directly became unstable. The joy of awakening vanished without a trace at that moment, leaving a faint sense of powerlessness lingering in their hearts. It would probably take them a long time to recover.
"Is that enough?"
Jiang Yan was not surprised by his performance at all. After fighting in the Wilderness for nearly a month, the countless instances of Physique Enhancement had made him fully capable of accepting his current punching power.
Besides...
This was only his base punching power. Jiang Yan's true terror lay in his Traits.
Battle Saint Armor could raise all his attributes by 40%, while Blade Bearer provided another 20% attribute boost. And now came the most absurd—and most insidious—one—
Demon's Scale!
It could transfer all boosted attributes into Strength!
With that, Jiang Yan had no idea whether the testing machine in front of him would explode on the spot from a single punch.
That was the monstrous nature of Traits, and also Jiang Yan's trump card in battle.
Jiang Yan asked the speechless staff member again, "Is that enough?"
The man opened his mouth and nodded mechanically.
"Alright."
The staff member hurriedly recorded the data, then said with a slight stammer:
"Th-then... please use your Talent."
Boom!
Those words ignited everyone's emotions once again. Only then did they realize—
Jiang Yan still had not used his Talent!
Someone who had not even used his Talent could strike with kg of force. What would happen if he did use it?
Ignoring everyone's reactions, Jiang Yan began activating his Battle Saint Armor Talent.
Secretly, he also began using the Demon's Scale Trait.
Blade Bearer required him to hold a blade, so Jiang Yan could not use it right now.
But Battle Saint Armor and Demon's Scale alone were enough for this test.
"An S-rank Talent, huh? I wonder if I qualify?"
Boom!
Jiang Yan punched out without hesitation.
Once again, his fist carried a towering, overwhelming force. Once again, it brought an unparalleled suppression of strength. This time, no one dared blink. Every eye remained fixed on the numbers on the display.
Amid everyone's tense and complicated emotions, the number finally stopped at a figure that left them numb—
㎏
Jiang Yan was starting to look less and less human, instead developing in the direction of a Hundred-Ton King. If he ever went onto the National Highway in the future, only the drivers would have reason to be terrified.
Jiang Yan: We're all trying hard to live.
Drivers: Those are all supposed to be our lines!
Strength boosts manifested differently in punching power. Jiang Yan had not abandoned all defense to concentrate everything into strength, because without a powerful physique to support it, even the greatest strength would have no room to be unleashed—his hand would break first.
So this still was not Jiang Yan's limit in punching power. It was merely the limit his body could withstand.
Yet even so, it was enough to inspire terror.
The staff member no longer knew what to say. Stiffly, he scribbled and marked the data with his pen.
"Alright, you can go wait for the evaluation results now," he said.
Jiang Yan did not move. The staff member swallowed and asked fearfully, "May I ask if you have any other questions, sir?"
Jiang Yan flashed a brilliant smile. "I told you, my Talent is all-round. Other than strength, aren't there any other tests?"
The staff member: ?
He carefully looked at the words on the registration form:
"All-round."
His uncertain gaze shifted toward the registration desk, toward the man who had once questioned Jiang Yan's "all-round" Talent.
The man spread his hands and nodded at him as though he had accepted his fate.
The staff member: ...
So Jiang Yan's monstrous nature was not his strength, but... everything!
Jiang Yan was simply too well-rounded.
Thus, he began his journey of testing.
Speed: MAX
Reaction: MAX
Jumping: MAX
Resistance to blows: MAX
Everything, every single thing, stood at the ceiling of his realm.
After Jiang Yan finished testing, he walked up to Zhang Qiang. Just as before, he patted Zhang Qiang's shoulder and asked with a smile:
"I should be a powerful warrior like Zhang Qiang now, right?"
Zhang Qiang: ...
Dear living ancestor, I fucking tried to show off in front of a little patriarch.
The staff member who had once questioned Jiang Yan drew a deep breath. "Phew... good thing, good thing I apologized to him beforehand."
At last, the test results came out.
Chen An from upstairs also happily bounced down, carrying a large black bag.
"Jiang Yan, it all sold! We're going to make a fortune this time!"
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