Jiang Ye's Strength

"960 kilograms?"

The bearded teacher looked at Jiang Ye in surprise. "Your speed has also broken 19 meters per second. You're close to mastering the Cultivation Method."

The standard for mastering the Star Martial Cultivation Method was 1,000 kilograms and 20 meters per second.

Of course, that was the standard for students in the Ordinary Class.

For the Key Class, it took 1,500 kilograms and 25 meters per second to count as mastering the Cultivation Method. After all, Key Class students had better physiques.

However, the college entrance examination used the Ordinary Class standard.

Jiang Ye's numbers were already close to meeting it.

"Wasn't he only a little over 600 kilograms in the final assessment?"

"How did he improve so quickly?"

Gasps kept rising from the class. Everyone was stunned.

Wen Yuehui was also shocked. He'd guessed that the gap between him and Jiang Ye would keep widening, but he hadn't expected it to grow this much!

Only Jiang Ye knew that the test just now hadn't shown his full strength.

If I use Gale Step, my speed can reach over 35 meters per second, Jiang Ye thought.

But that would be too suspicious. Anyone could tell something was wrong.

The assessment continued.

Half an hour later.

The third part of the Martial Arts assessment—the Combat assessment—began.

Jiang Ye felt no pressure from this test either.

Following the college entrance examination standard, the bearded teacher used the strength of someone who had achieved Great Accomplishment in the Cultivation Method to fight everyone in the ring.

When it was Jiang Ye's turn to step onto the platform,

he didn't hold back this time. As soon as he got up there, he unleashed the Eight Divisions Thunder Sound Fist.

He also wanted to see whether he could defeat his opponent using this Yellow Tier Mid-grade Art Technique.

"Boom!"

Jiang Ye's aura rumbled like thunder. His figure flashed past, his fist wind slicing through the air as he drove forward with astonishing ferocity.

A faint peal of thunder rang out.

Bang!

The bearded teacher met his fist head-on.

"Hmm? That strength!" A flicker of shock crossed the bearded teacher's eyes. "That's over 1,000 kilograms!"

Normally, it wasn't easy to bring out your highest test result in actual combat.

After all, a test gave you time to build up strength, while actual combat tested your ability to respond on the spot.

It was rare for someone to perform better in a fight than in a test!

"Not bad, kid." The bearded teacher suddenly smiled and called out, "Give it your all and try to beat me!"

With that, his punches suddenly turned fierce.

"Boom!" The bearded teacher unleashed punch after punch, every one of them no weaker than Jiang Ye's attack just now.

It was as though one mountain after another was crashing down on Jiang Ye, an unending succession.

Jiang Ye immediately felt immense pressure.

Fortunately, his Eight Divisions Thunder Sound Fist was already close to entry level. His fists were as fierce as steel, and by meeting force with force, he managed to hold on.

Three minutes later.

"Ding!"

At the sound of a bell,

the bearded teacher and Jiang Ye stopped fighting at the same time.

Three minutes was enough to determine the combat score.

Jiang Ye was also the first student to last three minutes against the bearded teacher without being defeated.

"Your Eight Divisions Thunder Sound Fist is almost at entry level, isn't it?" The bearded teacher recognized this advanced Art Technique.

Jiang Ye nodded. "I'm almost there."

Hearing this, the bearded teacher praised him sincerely. "You've trained for only a month and already come so close to entry level? You're truly impressive."

This was a Yellow Tier Mid-grade Art Technique, and it was quite difficult to master.

With such astounding comprehension and combat ability, Jiang Ye hardly seemed like a student from the Ordinary Class.

"You're too kind, teacher." Jiang Ye replied modestly.

"Keep it up. I hope to see you in the Key Class soon," the bearded teacher said with a smile.

Jiang Ye cupped his hands, turned around, and walked off the platform.

The entire class looked at him with envy and admiration.

Even Jiang Ye's friend Wen Yuehui had a look of respect in his eyes.

When the gap was wide enough, jealousy could no longer take root. All that remained was pure admiration.

Not long after, the total scores for the three tests appeared.

[First place: Jiang Ye, 340 points]

[Second place: Li Zhichao, 310 points]

[Third place: Xu Sisi.]

Jiang Ye had taken first place in the class without a doubt.

Although there was still a Virtual Starry Sky assessment afterward, none of the students in Class Nine could surpass him in combat ability.

But Jiang Ye's sights were no longer set on Class Nine.

He was looking at the entire grade.

I'm making progress, but the students in the Key Class are making progress too.

Jiang Ye wondered, How much have they improved over the past two months?

A short while later, the students of Class Nine left the classroom and headed toward the spherical building to take the Virtual Starry Sky assessment.

The spherical building.

Inside the hall, the three giant screens displayed the rankings of all three grades in real time.

Jiang Ye was now in his third year of high school.

He looked toward the screen for the third year.

[First place: Zhao Qingli, 750 points]

[Second place: Lin Miaomiao, 695 points]

[Third place: Wang Ziang, 670 points]

"Zhao Qingli, 750 points?" Jiang Ye was secretly astonished. "She had 710 points in the final assessment. She improved by 40 points over the summer."

Forty points might not seem like much.

But the higher your score, the harder it was to improve.

Going from 90 to 100 was much harder than going from 0 to 10.

Zhao Qingli already had over 700 points. Making that kind of progress was truly frightening.

"Spending a hundred thousand yuan every month really pays off," Jiang Ye thought with a sigh.

Aside from Zhao Qingli, Lin Miaomiao and Wang Ziang had also made considerable progress.

He looked toward the hundredth-place ranking.

"Four hundred and fifty points for one hundredth place?" Jiang Ye nodded slightly. He might be able to break into the top hundred in the grade with this assessment!

Half an hour later.

It was finally Class Nine's turn to begin the assessment.

As before, the system would rank them, with five people in each group.

After Jiang Ye's group entered the Virtual Starry Sky, the Shadow Clan hunt began.

With Jiang Ye's current strength, he easily made it to the third round.

He had to face five Shadow Clan infants!

Last time, he'd fallen at this stage.

But Jiang Ye's strength was now worlds apart from what it had been. With the Eight Divisions Thunder Sound Fist, he could inflict considerable damage on the Shadow Clan.

"Die!"

Jiang Ye's fists burst forth one after another like raindrops.

Amid a series of muffled peals of thunder, he smashed a Shadow Clan member to pieces.

"Brother Jiang is so strong!"

"That's incredible!"

The four teammates were attacking one Shadow Clan member together, yet they were being pushed back. Seeing Jiang Ye's unstoppable might, their blood boiled.

One! Two! Three!

In no time, Jiang Ye had wiped out all five Shadow Clan members in the third round.

"Vmmm!"

The moment the third round ended, red light suddenly illuminated the surrounding space.

It seemed to signal the arrival of a major stage.

The fourth round.

Ten pitch-black shadows rose from the ground.

One of the shadows at the front stood over two meters tall.

It was also a Shadow Clan infant, but far stronger than the others and much closer to the Juvenile Body stage!

This battle was undoubtedly extremely difficult.

Jiang Ye swung both fists and fought the Shadow Clan with all his might.

But this time, he had no chance to look after his four teammates. They were quickly overwhelmed by the Shadow Clan and all died.

Jiang Ye fought ten Shadow Clan members alone!

He had already killed several of the smaller ones.

But the two-meter-tall Shadow Clan member was far too powerful. Every strike made Jiang Ye's blood surge and his arms go numb.

"Roar!"

A howl rang out from the two-meter-tall Shadow Clan member, its effect on the mind far stronger than that of the others.

Even Jiang Ye, whose Martial Will had been tempered through countless trials, was affected.

The next moment, a group of Shadow Clan members swarmed in to kill him.

There was no doubt about it: their attack was exceptionally fierce, leaving Jiang Ye almost no room to dodge.

"Hmm?"

But at that desperate moment, Jiang Ye's will suddenly erupted. As if staking everything on one final blow, he slammed out both fists.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two low peals of thunder suddenly exploded, one after the other.

Jiang Ye froze for a moment.

Boom!

The next instant, his punch smashed three Shadow Clan members to pieces.

Even the two-meter-tall Shadow Clan member had its shoulder shattered by the blow.

But the Shadow Clan had also pierced Jiang Ye through the heart, and his body slowly fell.

Yet a smile appeared on his face.

On Jiang Ye's panel, the Eight Divisions Thunder Sound Fist had changed:

Eight Divisions Thunder Sound Fist: Not at entry level (99%) → Entry level (1%)