Testing Turmoil: The Outstanding Ones Are Always Someone Else's Children

35,991 kilograms!

More than 35,000 kilograms—converted, that was over 70,000 jin of force.

That was a figure only someone at the Sixth Level of the Iron Bone Realm could produce.

Hong Kun could barely believe his eyes.

How could a high school graduate who had just turned eighteen possess such strength?

If the several Martial Universities in Jinzhou City learned that a high school student had reached this level, they would probably offer all kinds of astronomical terms to compete for him.

Yet such a Martial Arts Genius had not been admitted by any Martial Arts University?

While Hong Kun was still caught between shock and confusion, Lu Feng, standing beside the Tester, shook his head and let out a quiet sigh.

"Sigh, it's been nearly two months since graduation, and I've only reached the Sixth Level of the Iron Bone Realm. At this rate, who knows when I'll break through to the Third Realm."

With a hint of disappointment, he turned and left the Cultivation Room.

Hong Kun's mouth twitched violently when he heard that.

"Good heavens. Not even two months after graduation, and he's already at the Sixth Level of the Iron Bone Realm... and this kid still isn't satisfied? Is there something wrong with his head?"

Thinking back on himself, he had entered the martial path over twenty years ago and had only just broken through to the Fourth Realm.

Hong Kun remembered that when he graduated high school at eighteen, it had taken him over a year to advance from the Copper Skin Realm to the Iron Bone Realm.

From the First Level of the Iron Bone Realm to the Third Realm had taken him over five years.

Then he had been stuck in the Third Realm for more than a decade, only stepping into the Fourth Realm today.

Then there was his son, Hong Tiejun.

Although he had gotten into a Martial University with Copper Skin Realm Perfection cultivation, which counted as fairly good talent, compared with Lu Feng, the two were as far apart as heaven and earth.

At that thought, he immediately called his son through the Communicator.

On the Holographic Projection Screen, Hong Tiejun was still lying in bed, rubbing his sleepy eyes as he yawned.

"Dad, why are you calling so early..."

His face was full of impatience.

He had stayed up until Deep Night playing with his friends last night and had planned to catch up on sleep.

Seeing his son so content to wallow in comfort, a nameless blaze surged up in Hong Kun's chest.

"What time do you think it is, and you're still fucking sleeping? Get your ass to the club and train right now! If you aren't here in half an hour, I'll break your legs!"

His roar made the Communicator hum and buzz.

Hong Tiejun jolted in fright, half his drowsiness vanishing in an instant. "Dad... y-you... what's wrong with you?"

"Cut the crap. Immediately, right this second—get your ass over here!"

The Communicator was violently cut off.

Hong Tiejun sat on the bed, utterly dumbfounded!

What was wrong with his old man today? Did he take the wrong medicine?

He did not dare delay. He immediately got up, washed up, and raced to the club as fast as he could.

In the club's Cultivation Room, Hong Kun sat beside the Force Tester with a dark face, waiting for him.

"Dad!"

The moment Hong Tiejun called out, he saw Hong Kun point at the Force Tester. "Come here. Test your strength."

"Okay!"

Seeing how terrible his dad's Facial Expression was, Hong Tiejun immediately acted accordingly.

After a heavy punch, the display showed "5380 kg," or 10,760 jin.

Among Warriors at the Tenth Level of the Copper Skin Realm, that was already an exceptionally impressive result.

Yet when Hong Kun saw the number, his face darkened even further.

"Trash! You're fucking trash!"

"Dad! How am I trash?" Hong Tiejun retorted indignantly.

With strength like his, he was among the very best in the entire Third High School.

"Didn't you always brag to your friends about how talented I was?"

"You call that little bit of ability talent? You're not even fit to carry Lu Feng's shoes! It's been nearly two months since graduation, and you haven't even touched the threshold of the Iron Bone Realm!"

Ever since Hong Tiejun had entered Martial High School and become a Warrior, Hong Kun had poured countless efforts into his son.

Not only had he spent huge sums on all sorts of medicinal supplements to aid body tempering, but the club's Cultivation Room was always open to him. Hong Kun had even personally guided his body-tempering training many times.

But whenever he thought of a child like Lu Feng, born into an ordinary family, leaving his own son so far behind, he could not suppress the fire in his heart.

"Wait... Dad! What exactly is wrong with you today? How can the Iron Bone Realm be so easy to break through? Besides, what does whether I break through or not have to do with Lu Feng?"

"Lu Feng came to test his strength just now too. Do you know how many kilograms he hit?"

"He came to test too?"

Hong Tiejun froze, muttering inwardly, Could that kid's result have been even higher than mine? Otherwise, why would Dad be this furious?

Lu Feng was also at the Tenth Level of Copper Skin Realm. During the college entrance examination test, he had scored dozens of kilograms lower than him—Hong Tiejun knew that much.

"Dad, I haven't even had breakfast yet. There's no way that kid Lu Feng could be stronger than me—"

Before he could finish, Hong Kun slapped him across the forehead.

"Trash! You still have the nerve to compare yourself to him? Open your dog eyes and take a good look."

As he spoke, Hong Kun pulled up the test record on the Force Tester.

The value recorded before Hong Tiejun's test immediately appeared—

35991kg!

"This... You're not going to tell me Lu Feng hit this, are you?"

"Of course! He secretly hit it in the Cultivation Room just now. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes in secret..."

Hong Kun let out a hard breath. "Compared to him, aren't you trash?"

"Th-That's impossible!"

Hong Tiejun rubbed his eyes hard, his face filled with disbelief.

More than thirty-five thousand kilograms—how could Lu Feng possibly have hit that?

At that moment, Lu Feng had no idea that Hong Tiejun was being fiercely lectured by his father because of him.

After leaving the Cultivation Room, he returned to the Mecha Department and continued working until the afternoon shift ended.

When the club's Warriors gradually headed toward the Cultivation Room, they discovered Hong Tiejun lying atop a "Muscle Conductor," crazily tempering his body.

He was drenched in sweat, his face pale. He had clearly been training for a long time.

No one knew that his Old Man had locked him in the Cultivation Room for an entire day of high-intensity training, not even allowing him out the door.

All the entertainment plans he had made with his friends had fallen through as well.

And all of it was because of Lu Feng.

Seeing everyone had arrived, Hong Tiejun ignored them all. He went straight to Lu Feng, grabbed him, and pulled him toward the Force Tester.

"Come on. Throw a punch in front of me."

Lu Feng was somewhat baffled by his sudden behavior.

"Tiejun, what's wrong with you?"

"Stop pretending. My Dad said you've already broken through to the Sixth Level of Iron Bone Realm. Prove it in front of me right now—tell me whether it's true or not."

Lu Feng's heart sank.

How did Hong Kun know his realm?

Could he see through his strength?

But unless a Warrior made a move, their true realm shouldn't be discernible.

While he was still puzzled, everyone around them had already turned to look in unison.

Hong Tiejun's voice was loud, and the words "Sixth Level of Iron Bone Realm" caught everyone's attention.

Fatty Shen and Liu Yuan came over as well. "Tiejun, what did you just say? A Feng broke through to the Sixth Level of Iron Bone Realm? How is that possible?"

No one could believe that a high school student who had only just graduated could reach the Sixth Level of Second Realm in such a short time.

"Whether it's true or not, we'll know once he tests it."