One Punch, 200 Tons—And You Ask Me If I'm a Martial Artist?

For those who could control Elemental Power, martial artist certification was actually quite simple.

Some people passed the certification in less than two minutes and walked out excitedly.

Those who passed, besides having their information entered into the Federation Martial Artist Database, would also receive a Martial Artist Medal as proof of their identity.

And those who came here and passed the assessment were basically all 1st Rank martial artists.

After becoming a 1st Rank martial artist, everyone could also claim one D-rank Cultivation Method and one D-rank Martial Skill. For civilian martial artists, that was no small benefit.

The assessments proceeded one after another. Many succeeded, while very few failed.

Because of their earlier conflict, Chu Han, Zhao Feiyu, Lan Yu, and the others had all been placed at the very back of the line.

Not only that, most of the students taking the martial artist certification assessment had also been arranged toward the back.

So the real show of this martial artist certification had yet to begin.

It was not until two hours later that it was finally the senior students' turn.

First Middle School had the most students, followed by Second Middle School, then Third High School, and so on.

After all, River City's high schools were named according to their strength.

And in terms of the number of martial artists produced, First Middle School also held the advantage.

To Chu Han's surprise, Sun Liqiang had also successfully passed the 1st Rank martial artist assessment.

But the moment he saw Chu Han, he immediately lowered his head, not daring to meet Chu Han's eyes, afraid that Chu Han would come looking for trouble.

Besides Sun Liqiang, Jiang Yan was also among the people Chu Han knew who had passed the 1st Rank martial artist assessment.

It seemed they had all put in quite a bit of effort these past few days.

But there were also those who had failed, such as Zhao Lei and others who had awakened B-rank or C-rank talents.

Meanwhile, students who had awakened A-rank talents had basically passed the test with ease.

At last, it was Chu Han and the others' turn. Chu Han, Zhao Feiyu, Lan Yu, Li Mengran, and the rest entered the assessment room as well.

When Chu Han entered the assessment room, he found two examiners inside, both of whom appeared to be around Martial Arts 3rd Rank.

"Name!"

"Chu Han."

"You're Chu Han?"

"That's me. What is it?"

"Nothing."

The two examiners exchanged a glance and nodded at each other.

One of them smiled. "Student Chu Han, please demonstrate the Elemental Power you have cultivated."

Chu Han said, "I still can't use Elemental Power. I'm applying for a strength certification."

The other examiner said, "Strength certification? You're the first person today to apply for one. Let me make this clear in advance: strength certification has higher requirements and is more difficult for the examinee."

Chu Han nodded. "I know."

"Alright, then let's proceed with the strength certification."

Both examiners stood up. At the same time, the floor behind them slowly opened, and various pieces of equipment rose from below.

"First is strength. The minimum requirement for a martial artist is 2,000 jin of single-arm strength, but strength certification requires more than 3,000 jin."

As one examiner explained, he activated the strength-testing machine. "Test your strength first. If your strength doesn't meet the standard, there'll be no need to test the rest."

"Mm."

Chu Han nodded and stepped up to the machine.

The last time he had tested his strength was before going out into the wilderness. He had encountered some fortunate opportunities during this time and had even upgraded his talent. Even he did not know how much strength he possessed now.

Chu Han gripped the force-testing bar with one hand, then suddenly exerted himself and shoved upward.

The machine immediately shook, and the numbers on the screen began skyrocketing madly.

16115...

30556...

45820...

49934...

At last, it stopped at 51213.

He tested his other arm as well: 51333.

Even Chu Han himself was somewhat surprised by those numbers.

He had not expected his single-arm strength to have already reached 50,000 jin!

The Lion Blood Potion, combined with his talent upgrade, had raised his strength to such a terrifying level!

Across from him, the examiners who had been recording the results were already staring dumbfounded.

"Could the machine have malfunctioned? Was an extra zero added?"

"No, these machines were calibrated this morning. They can't be wrong!"

"Chu Han's final strength is 51,333 jin!"

The two of them forced themselves to record the result.

Before the martial artist certification began, the association's Vice President had given an order: if the examinee was Chu Han, they were to do their best to force out all of his strength.

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After all, he was someone the higher-ups had specially taken notice of. It was understandable for him to be a little stronger.

"Chu Han, next is the speed test. The requirement for a 1st Rank martial artist is 25 meters per second."

After saying that, Chu Han was led to a special treadmill—the speed tester.

"Once you press start, run at your fastest speed. We'll record your average data over ten seconds."

"Alright."

Chu Han stepped onto the speed tester and broke into a mad sprint the instant he pressed start.

He had never tested it before, so he had no concrete idea of his own speed.

After ten seconds, Chu Han ended the test.

This time, he had not used any movement technique, relying only on the muscular strength in his legs.

The machine quickly calculated the result, displaying 113 meters per second.

Looks like my base speed is a little over a hundred meters per second. If I push myself, I can go even faster.

Chu Han thought to himself.

The two examiners' eyes widened again. They were too shocked to speak, but they still dutifully recorded Chu Han's data.

"Next is the final item: the attack power test. The first two figures are only for reference; the attack power result is the primary basis for the final evaluation."

"Based on your attack power data, you'll receive certification at different ranks. It could be 1st Rank, or perhaps 2nd Rank or 3rd Rank."

"Also, this martial artist certification has an additional benefit. The higher your certification rank, the higher the quality of the cultivation techniques and martial skills you can claim."

The two examiners explained at length, all to make Chu Han give it his all.

"There's something like that? Then I'd better take this seriously."

Chu Han had originally wanted to hide some of his strength, but the rules now gave him no room to keep a low profile.

He had a great need for higher-grade cultivation techniques and martial skills, so naturally he would not let this opportunity slip away.

The Punch Power Tester and speed tester on the ground both sank back underground.

At the same time, a huge Test Crystal sphere appeared.

"Strike the crystal sphere with your strongest attack. You may use martial skills or weapons. The crystal sphere will accurately calculate the damage dealt by your attack."

"Alright."

Chu Han glanced at the crystal sphere, then turned back to ask, "This thing... it won't break, will it?"

He had to first determine this thing's limit. Otherwise, if he broke it and had to compensate for it, the loss would outweigh the gain.

"Don't worry. This Test Crystal sphere can withstand a full-force blow from a 4th Rank martial artist without breaking. But 4th Rank martial artists no longer need to use this kind of thing for testing. Strike without restraint—even if it breaks, you won't be asked to pay for it."

One examiner declared with absolute certainty.

"Alright, then I'm relieved."

As soon as Chu Han finished speaking, he smashed a fist into the crystal sphere.

It was merely a plain, unadorned punch, yet he had brought the Basic Fist Technique to its utmost limit.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion burst through the room, loud enough for even the people in the examination hall to hear.

The number on the crystal sphere began to soar madly.

At last, it stopped at 300.

"300? 300,000 jin! Your attack power is actually this high?"

The crystal sphere recorded attack power on the same principle as the Punch Power Tester. One unit represented 1,000 jin of force.

An attack power of 300 meant 300,000 jin!

The two examiners numbly exchanged glances. It seemed even they could not produce such a number.

Were young people these days all this monstrous?

Looks like my fist-strength amplification has now stabilized at six times my base strength.

Chu Han looked at his fist, then smiled at the two examiners.

"Can I try once more?"

"Yes, of course. You can try up to three times!"

At his words, Chu Han compressed his strength into his right fist, aimed at the crystal ball, and unleashed another Explosive Fist.

"Boom!"

This strike was even louder than the last, sending tremors through the entire examination room.

The numbers on the crystal ball changed wildly, quickly surpassing 300. They did not stop until they reached 400.

"400!"

The number was so terrifying that both examiners began to tremble even as they spoke.

"Examiners, my strength assessment is over. I passed, right?" Chu Han asked with a smile.

"Passed. Of course you passed!"

The two examiners replied somewhat nervously.

An attack power of 400 meant the strength of 400,000 jin!

That punch of yours was two hundred tons, and you were still asking whether you passed?

Were you sure you weren't showing off in Versailles?