Testing His Strength

"Was the No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruins really that dangerous?"

Seeing that he had died inside the ruins, Yang Wu was a little puzzled.

With his Force Application Technique reaching sixteen times, he should have been pretty impressive among War God Level fighters. Yet he had still perished in the No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruins.

Having read the original story, Yang Wu of course knew that the No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruins were a trial base that the Immortal Expert Hu Yanbo had left on Earth.

He just hadn't expected that even with the strength he'd attained in the Simulator, he still wouldn't pass the assessment.

"Looks like I'll have to be even more cautious if I go to the No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruins in the future!"

"Still, even though this simulation was relatively short, my strength increased really quickly!"

[Simulation ended. You may choose one of the following rewards.]

[One: Your martial arts cultivation at age 25.]

[Two: Your martial arts insights at age 25.]

[Three: Your life experiences during the simulation.]

As expected, his martial arts insights had increased very little this time, so Yang Wu chose the first reward without hesitation.

The moment he made his choice, he immediately felt a powerful, mysterious force appear inside him and instantly permeate every part of his body.

With the help of this mysterious force, every cell in Yang Wu's body rapidly transformed, and his physical fitness improved at an astonishing rate.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Wu had become an Elementary War God Level fighter!

"Did I really just become a War God?"

Feeling the incredible strength contained in his body, Yang Wu was a little excited.

"I should go to the Martial Arts Hall and test my strength!"

Yang Wu immediately left his villa and hurried to the nearby Limits Pavilion.

It was around seven in the morning, and quite a few fighters in the residential quarter were out doing their morning exercises.

"Yang Wu, heading to the Martial Arts Hall this early?"

"Yang Wu, I heard you joined the Phantom Squad. That's amazing! I just got back from the Wilderness Area a few days ago. Let's have a drink sometime!"

Quite a few fighters greeted Yang Wu warmly.

Previously, hardly anyone knew how strong Yang Wu was. Some of them had even tried to recruit him into their own fighter squads.

But Yang Wu had joined the Phantom Squad just over a month ago, and that was hard for them to believe.

Every member of the Phantom Squad was a War General. Even the weakest was a Middle-Level War General. So even if Yang Wu was weaker than the others, he had to be at least an Elementary War General. Yet there were only three War General Level fighters in Mingyue Residential Quarter.

Because of this, everyone had come to respect Yang Wu a lot more. After all, strength was what mattered most in the world of fighters.

After entering the Limits Pavilion, Yang Wu took the elevator straight to the huge Martial Arts Training Hall on the sixth floor.

"Let's see just how strong my body is now."

Yang Wu walked over to a large Punch Strength Tester in the corner of the training hall.

He switched it on, and the display lit up.

Bang!

Yang Wu moved.

He didn't use any Force Application Technique, simply pushing his physical strength to its limit.

His right fist shot forward like a meteor plunging at high speed, trailing a series of sonic booms as it slammed into the punching target of the Punch Strength Tester.

Thud!

The target shook violently and wobbled as if it were about to fall apart. The impact made a deep, muffled sound, as though the machine was on the verge of breaking.

Yang Wu immediately looked up at the display. A number had appeared on it: "113756 kg."

"110,000 kilograms?"

"How can it be this high?" Yang Wu was stunned.

He'd thought he had only just broken through to the War God Level. If he was lucky, he might reach 70,000 or 80,000 kilograms.

But now, his raw physical strength had already reached 110,000 kilograms.

After all, 64,000 kilograms was the minimum for an Elementary War God, while 128,000 kilograms was the minimum for a Middle-Level War God.

Yang Wu's physical strength had reached 110,000 kilograms. Rounded up, he could just about be considered a Middle-Level War God.

Yang Wu had wanted to test his Force Application Technique, but seeing how unsteady the punching target was, he abandoned the idea.

There were only three War General Level fighters in Mingyue Residential Quarter, and not a single War God Level fighter. Naturally, the Limits Pavilion wasn't equipped with a top-of-the-line Punch Strength Tester.

This one could barely measure Yang Wu's strength, which was good enough. If he unleashed his full threefold Force Application Technique, the nearly 350,000 kilograms of force would probably smash the target to pieces.

"Now I'll test my neural reaction speed."

Yang Wu went straight into the Neural Reaction Tester room and set it to "Elementary War God Level" mode, the highest level the machine here could measure.

He selected "start after a five-second delay." Then, after pressing the red button, he quickly stepped into the testing circle.

He stood inside the circle, and about five seconds later—

"Beep... Beep-beep..."

The cannon barrel of the Neural Reaction Tester began to rotate rapidly, accelerating until it reached an astonishing speed.

Then dozens of gun ports in the huge barrel fired rubber bullets in quick succession, sending them streaking toward the red circle.

Yang Wu stood in the center of the circle, moving swiftly.

His footwork was graceful and incredibly quick.

A minute later, the barrel slowed down and finally stopped rotating.

Yang Wu hurried over to the screen and read the result carefully. "Sixty seconds. Hit zero times. Never touched the red light. Excellent."

"Perfect-Level Movement Technique—terrifying!"

Yang Wu wasn't surprised by the result at all.

"The way all those treasures improved my physical fitness is truly astonishing!" Yang Wu thought to himself.

Yang Wu still remembered that during his last simulation, he'd also entered the Elite Training Camp. But it had taken nearly five years of training, plus the help of a dose of Dragon Blood, for him to break through to the War God Level.

In this simulation, Yang Wu had spent a great deal of time in the Ancient Civilization Gravity Chamber and received the help of two doses of Dragon Blood. He'd broken through to the War God Level in less than a year.

At that moment, Yang Wu couldn't help regretting his choice.

"If I'd chosen the martial arts insights reward just now and then joined the Elite Training Camp, I could probably have taken first place on the rankings immediately!"

That way, Yang Wu could have kept refreshing the Dragon Blood reward in the Simulator.

Still, what was done was done. Since Yang Wu had chosen to improve his physical fitness, perhaps what awaited him later would be even more incredible.

At the very least, his personal safety had improved tremendously.

If he encountered that Elementary Lord Level Fire-Scaled Three-Pronged Pig again, Yang Wu could probably kill it in just a few moves.

After finishing the tests, Yang Wu went downstairs, only to find that quite a few people had gathered in the lobby.

It wasn't until Yang Wu saw his former instructor Jiang Nian walk into the pavilion with instructors from several other districts that he realized the Quasi-Warrior Assessment had come around again.

The first day of every month was the day of the Quasi-Warrior Assessment.

Among the people waiting to take the assessment, Yang Wu even spotted several familiar faces, including Tong Guan, the one from the Military.

However, they were unlikely to cross paths with Yang Wu much anymore. After greeting them and offering a few words of encouragement, Yang Wu left the pavilion.

Tong Guan watched Yang Wu disappear through the Martial Arts Hall's entrance, his feelings complicated.

They had taken the Quasi-Warrior Assessment together back then. Yang Wu had passed, while Tong Guan had fallen just short. He hadn't expected the gap between them to grow even wider over the past three months.

"Back then, he was just like me. Now he's already a fairly well-known fighter. I absolutely can't fall too far behind. I have to pass the Quasi-Warrior Assessment today!"

Tong Guan clenched his fists and silently encouraged himself.

There were some problems with last night's update. I only noticed when I got up this morning. Sorry—this chapter is a belated post from last night.