Quasi-Martial Artist Assessment

"Dad, Mom, I'm heading out. I'm going to the Extreme Martial Arts Hall in the city center today for the prospective fighter assessment, so I won't be back for lunch."

Sett finished his breakfast and spoke to his parents. "Keep an eye on the phone; I'll call you as soon as I pass the assessment."

"Don't worry, Mom will definitely keep the phone close by, just waiting for your good news," Jin Wenying said with a smile.

"I'm all set too; I specifically took the day off to wait for your good news," Xiahai added.

"I think you just want to watch your soap operas," Jin Wenying retorted.

"Mind your own business."

Sett walked out amidst their bickering, having long since grown accustomed to such scenes.

After a two-hour drive, Sett arrived at the entrance of a quiet residential quarter. This quarter was the headquarters of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall in Yangzhou City, housing not only the Extreme Dojo but also the residences of the fighters and their families affiliated with the Extreme Martial Arts Hall.

"Sett, you're here." Luo Feng saw Sett and walked toward him.

"As expected of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall; every fighter gets a villa, and there are even soldiers with live ammunition standing guard at the entrance," Luo Feng continued. This clearly showed the importance the country placed on fighters and their families.

"Indeed, this Extreme Martial Arts Hall is truly impressive," Sett agreed with a nod.

"Gentlemen, this is Mingyue Residential Quarter. Please do not come any closer." A soldier blocked the path of the approaching Luo Feng and Sett.

"Hello, we are senior students of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall, here to participate in the prospective fighter assessment," Luo Feng said.

With that, the two took out their ID cards and senior student certificates for inspection.

"Oh? Two 18-year-old lads coming for the prospective fighter assessment? Not bad, not bad. I hope you both pass today."

After speaking, one of the soldiers led them into the residential quarter.

"Brother Yang, you're here too? Morning." After entering the Extreme Dojo, Sett saw the scarred Yang Wu and went over to greet him.

"Hey, don't mention it. During the last assessment, my speed was 24.9 meters per second. My luck was just terrible," Yang Wu sighed. "Come to think of it, I'm quite surprised you two are here for the assessment so soon."

"I believe Brother Yang will definitely pass today," Luo Feng said with a smile.

Just then, a man wearing a training suit walked over and said, "Everyone, follow me upstairs to undergo the prospective fighter assessment."

The eight people participating in the assessment felt their eyes light up upon hearing the man, and they quickly followed him.

"You eight, give me your ID cards, and then I will call names to test your punch power."

Soon, the punch power tests for the eight people were completed. Only one person failed to reach the 900kg standard and was eliminated on the spot.

Among them, Sett achieved a great score of 1260kg, and Luo Feng also scored 1130kg, drawing gasps from the scene.

"You two are quite good!" said the chief instructor, Wu Tong.

The instructor next to Wu Tong, Jiang Nian, also laughed out loud: "I was right about the people I had my eye on, wasn't I?"

The next stage was the speed test. Sett noticed that Yang Wu was a bit nervous. It made sense; he had tested several times, and it was always the speed test that he failed. Last time, he had even reached 25.1 meters per second, meaning he had missed passing by a hair's breadth.

"It's fine, Brother Yang. You'll pass in one go this time," Sett said, patting Yang Wu on the shoulder.

Yang Wu was a big guy at 1.9 meters, and Sett was 1.85 meters. Both were muscular, which made them quite close.

"Brother Yang, good luck," Luo Feng also said from the side.

"Yeah, I'll definitely pass this time," Yang Wu whispered to himself, trying to build up his confidence.

After that, Yang Wu was the first to test his speed. He exerted all his strength, stomped hard on the ground, veins bulging on his face, and sprinted wildly toward the finish line.

"Not bad, Yang Wu. You finally passed thanks to some good luck this time," Jiang Nian said with a smile after Yang Wu finished running.

Yang Wu turned his head to look at the result: 25.1 meters per second.

"Phew, that was close," Yang Wu said, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. "You two should do your best as well."

Soon it was Luo Feng and Sett's turn. Their strength went without saying; they both passed the test with scores well above the prospective fighter threshold.

Because one person was eliminated during the punch power test, there were only seven people left for the speed test. After that, two more were eliminated. The final five people were led by Chief Instructor Wu Tong to the Nerve Reaction Testing Room.

The Nerve Reaction Testing Room was much smaller, with a tall instrument placed in the center of the floor—this was the testing machine.

"Remember, no matter what, you cannot leave the range of this circle. If you step out, it counts as a failure. If your body touches the red light, points will be deducted," Chief Instructor Wu Tong said before turning on the machine and setting it to the prospective fighter level.

The first man to enter tried desperately to dodge the red lights emitted from the muzzle of the testing machine. These red lights were chaotic and very difficult to avoid.

After one minute passed, the man had been hit 60 times. His score was unsatisfactory, and he was eliminated immediately.

"Just a little bit more," the man sighed as he walked out.

Next was Yang Wu. After desperately dodging for a minute, Yang Wu achieved a passing score, which made him extremely excited.

Luo Feng, needless to say, achieved an excellent score. As for Sett, he passed, though his footwork was clearly a bit lacking. Fortunately, his raw strength was high, so he passed easily.

"We finally made it!" Luo Feng, Sett, and Yang Wu bumped fists in excitement.

Soon, five people had passed the test, but only Luo Feng, Sett, and Yang Wu had received passing or excellent scores. This meant that in the city of Yangzhou, with its population of millions, only three people had passed the prospective fighter assessment at this Extreme Martial Arts Hall.

And ahead lay the even more difficult and dangerous combat assessment, which even carried the risk of death. This showed that becoming a fighter was something only a very small number of people had the talent for; it was extremely difficult.

"Congratulations to you three, Luo Feng, Sett, and Yang Wu, for passing the prospective fighter assessment. The fighter combat assessment is on the 1st of next month. Come to the Extreme Dojo in the morning, and our instructors will take you to the wilderness base to hunt monsters.

Once you pass the fighter assessment, you will be a true fighter!" Jiang Nian said to the three with a smile. "The three of you, come with me."

After speaking, Jiang Nian led the three to the martial arts training hall.

"These are three applications for the martial artist combat assessment. Once you participate, if you are killed by monsters during the process, it has nothing to do with our Extreme Martial Arts Hall," Jiang Nian said, placing three contracts in front of the three of them.

"Of course, there is no need to be overly worried; the mortality rate for the martial artist combat assessment is very low. However, you must still be careful. Although the mortality rate isn't high, the disability rate is quite significant. The martial artist combat assessment is a true life-and-death struggle against monsters."

The three of them signed their names without hesitation.

"Right, the three of you, look at the big screen. This is the Genetic Origin Energy Cultivation Method.

Do not underestimate this. The reason martial artists are powerful—able to split steel plates with their bare hands or even reach supersonic speeds—is all because of Genetic Origin Energy.

Back during the time of the RR Virus, human genes underwent optimization due to antibodies. When that optimization reaches a certain level, your blood, bones, and muscles can absorb energy from the universe, allowing your strength to continuously improve. After absorbing it to a certain degree, your bones will be harder than diamond, and your internal organs will become even more powerful.

All of this depends on you absorbing cosmic energy yourself and integrating it into your cells to become your power, which is Genetic Origin Energy."

Jiang Nian pointed at the screen and continued, "The text above is the only method on the entire Earth to cultivate Genetic Origin Energy—the Five Hearts Towards the Sky Cultivation Method!"

The method is very simple, but ordinary people cannot practice it because their level of genetic optimization is not high enough. Only by reaching the threshold of quasi-martial artist strength can one cultivate Genetic Origin Energy.

"You can try cultivating Genetic Origin Energy during this month. Cultivating it will give your strength a significant boost." Jiang Nian was clearly in a good mood today, explaining a whole lot of things to the three quasi-martial artists.

After all, he was the instructor for Luo Feng and Sett. The higher the achievements of Luo Feng and Sett in the future, the more benefits he would receive.

Finally, after the three of them had reviewed the Genetic Origin Energy Cultivation Method, they left the Extreme Dojo.

The three of them were very excited as they exited Mingyue Residential Quarter.

"Wife, I finally passed the assessment. I'm sorry, you've worked so hard!" The first thing Yang Wu did after coming out was call his wife. After all, before this, Yang Wu was essentially unemployed, and all the household expenses were supported by his wife.

Now that Yang Wu had become a martial artist, not only would they have a large villa to live in, but in the future, he could go out and hunt a monster at will, and he wouldn't even know how much money he would make!

"Dad, I passed the assessment!" Luo Feng then called his father. Clearly, due to Sett's influence, Zhang Haobai had not caused trouble for Luo Feng and Sett during this time, so naturally, those subsequent events did not occur.

After finishing, Luo Feng also spoke with his mother and younger brother over the phone.

Sett naturally shared the good news with his parents as well.

After the three of them finished sharing the good news with their families, seeing that it was almost noon, they walked with their arms around each other's shoulders to a restaurant to have a meal, drink some wine, and brag, feeling incredibly content.