Final Exam

An hour later.

A middle-aged man in a black martial arts uniform strode into Class Nine's martial arts classroom.

"The assessment is about to begin, get ready."

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

The students' spirits lifted, and they stopped cultivating, regrouping.

"Is that the Grade Director for the Martial Arts Class?" Jiang Ye looked at the middle-aged man.

Two lines of information appeared above the man's head.

[Physique: Mortal Body (Class A Lower)]

[Talent: Newcomer]

"Class A Lower?"

Jiang Ye was slightly surprised. The other grades, B, C, and D, only had one level each.

It seemed that Grade A was divided into three levels: Upper, Middle, and Lower.

However, this was the highest physique level he had seen so far.

The Grade Director of the school's martial arts class was almost the strongest expert besides the principal, so it was normal for him to have this level.

"But what exactly is the difference between talent and physique? Both seem to determine cultivation speed."

Jiang Ye was a little confused.

He was still at Primitive Talent, but his cultivation speed was already on par with the students with Newcomer Talent in the Key Class.

This world valued talent so much, so talent must have other uses.

While Jiang Ye was contemplating, the assessment had already begun.

"Martial Arts Four Trials, the first item, begins now."

Director Zhang Jianwu said in a deep voice.

The Martial Arts Four Trials referred to the Punch Force Assessment, Speed Assessment, Arena Combat Assessment, and Virtual Starry Sky Combat Assessment.

This was the same content as the college entrance examination.

As Zhang Jianwu's words fell.

In the center of the classroom, a Punch Force Tester rose.

"First up, Xu Sisi," Zhang Jianwu called out.

A slender girl with long, shapely legs walked onto the stage.

As Zhang Jianwu watched the examinee step onto the stage for testing, a glint flashed in his eyes.

"I heard Class Nine has a promising talent."

Zhang Jianwu pondered, "For Miss Chen to praise someone like that, I'm quite curious, which student could it be?"

Boom!

At this moment, the results for the first examinee, Xu Sisi, were out.

"603 kilograms?"

Zhang Jianwu nodded slightly, "Breaking through to Great Accomplishment in the second year of high school in the Ordinary Class is not bad."

The standard for Great Accomplishment in the Star Martial Cultivation Method was 500 kilograms.

However, to Zhang Jianwu, this level was far from meeting the standard of 'not bad.'

Xu Sisi returned to her seat, a hint of excitement hidden on her delicate, oval face. "My Punch Force has broken through again. I wonder if I can take first place this time?"

Her martial arts results had always been second in the class.

Not long after Li Zhichao broke through to Great Accomplishment in the cultivation method, she had followed suit.

This time, her Punch Force exceeded 600 kilograms, an unprecedented breakthrough. She might have a chance at first place!

As students took turns stepping onto the stage for testing, the rankings on the electronic blackboard were constantly updated.

But Zhang Jianwu still hadn't seen a student who made his eyes light up.

Just then, a boy with a pointed head walked onto the stage.

"Boom!"

Li Zhichao threw a punch, and the Punch Force display immediately showed soaring numbers.

732 kilograms!

"Whoa~"

Seeing this number, the entire class was astonished.

"Seven hundred and thirty-two kilograms? Terrifying!"

"I only have over four hundred kilograms. How did this guy train?"

In the crowd, Xu Sisi saw this scene and immediately sighed, "It seems I can only settle for second place."

Li Zhichao's progress was far faster than she had imagined.

"Three hundred kilograms increase in punch force in one semester?"

Wen Yuehui's pupils also contracted, and he exclaimed, "This Li Zhichao is truly a monster!"

He glanced at Jiang Ye, who was as calm as still water beside him, and asked doubtfully, "A Ye, why aren't you surprised at all?"

"What's there to be surprised about?"

Jiang Ye shook his head. "He cultivates diligently and takes supplements diligently. Isn't this kind of progress normal?"

"..."

Wen Yuehui nodded. "That makes a lot of sense."

On stage, a glint flashed in Zhang Jianwu's eyes.

"Li Zhichao? Not bad, but his parents are both martial arts powerhouses with tens of millions in assets?"

Zhang Jianwu looked at the student's information on the tablet.

He shook his head inwardly.

In his opinion, such results were not surprising given his family background.

Far from being outstanding.

Most of the students had finished their tests, and Zhang Jianwu was somewhat disappointed that he hadn't seen any student that truly impressed him.

"Next, Jiang Ye."

As the words fell, a handsome and elegant young man strode onto the stage.

"Hmm? This student..."

Zhang Jianwu's eyesight was incredibly sharp, and he immediately saw that this male student seemed a little different.

Jiang Ye walked up to the Punch Force Tester.

"Zheng Zheng!"

His muscles surged, and his bones creaked.

As he raised his right fist, the muscles in his shoulders, waist, and hips bulged slightly, and a primal force surged upwards from below.

"Boom!!"

He threw a punch.

On the Punch Force monitor, the numbers surged.

200 kilograms.

400 kilograms.

600 kilograms.

One second later, the number stopped exactly at '610 kilograms'.

"610 kilograms?"

Jiang Ye was also a little surprised by this result, knowing that he had only just broken through to Great Accomplishment.

"As expected, the stronger the physique, the stronger the corresponding strength."

Jiang Ye thought to himself, "If it weren't for my B-grade physique, my Punch Force would probably only be a little over five hundred kilograms."

At the same realm, the better the physique, the stronger the combat power!

Jiang Ye had already guessed this during the initial assessment.

And today, it was confirmed.

Although he had only just broken through to Great Accomplishment, his B-grade physique granted him extraordinary combat power!

Jiang Ye cupped his hands towards Zhang Jianwu and walked off the stage alone.

The classroom erupted in an uproar once again.

Many students looked at Jiang Ye in surprise.

Xu Sisi looked at Jiang Ye with unwillingness.

She had thought she could secure second place and contend for first, but she hadn't even held onto second place!

"Jiang Ye? Didn't this guy only have 245 kilograms in the initial assessment?"

Xu Sisi muttered, "In one semester, he improved by nearly four hundred kilograms?! More than Li Zhichao's improvement? How did he do it?"

On the other side.

Wen Yuehui's eyes widened: "Six hundred and sixty-six, no salt at all!"

"Good brother, where did you buy your cheat, can you sell me a copy?"

Jiang Ye shook his head and sighed, "I told you, it's because of persistence and effort."

Wen Yuehui said indignantly, "The rich rely on technology, the poor rely on mutations! You've definitely mutated."

"Maybe," Jiang Ye smiled. In a way, he had indeed mutated.

At the same time, Zhang Jianwu on the stage also looked at Jiang Ye.

"It's him," Zhang Jianwu thought.

He had already checked Jiang Ye's information.

Ordinary family, ordinary background.

Most importantly, the speed of this student's progress!

At the end of last semester, his ranking was 40th.

At the start of this semester's assessment, his ranking was 25th.

And this time? He had directly soared to 2nd place.

"It seems Miss Chen was right," Zhang Jianwu nodded almost imperceptibly. "Class Nine has produced a good seedling."

Of course, to him, it was merely "good."

As the Grade Director of the Martial Arts Class, Zhang Jianwu was very clear about the upper limit of Primitive Talent.

Rapid progress in the second year of high school was not uncommon, but generally speaking, this momentum would gradually slow down by the third year.

Soon, the Punch Force Assessment ended.

Li Zhichao, Jiang Ye, and Xu Sisi took the top three spots respectively.

Wen Yuehui had also made considerable progress this time, reaching sixth place.

Zhang Jianwu stood on the stage and said solemnly, "The second assessment, Speed Assessment, begins now!"

"First, Xu Sisi!"

Xu Sisi, whose name was called, took a deep breath.

She glanced at Jiang Ye from the corner of her eye, a hint of competitiveness flashing across her fair, melon-seed-shaped face.

Punch force was not her strong suit.

As a girl, speed was the goal she had been diligently training for this semester.

"I must make up for it in the Speed Assessment," she thought. "As long as I can surpass Jiang Ye in both the Speed Assessment and the upcoming Combat assessment, I can still hold onto second place."

Surpass Jiang Ye and catch up to Li Zhichao!

This was the goal she needed to achieve next.

Xu Sisi took a deep breath and then stepped onto the stage.