Testing Strength

After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Yang Wu intended to take his leave.

But just as he was about to depart, he was suddenly stopped by Liu Dehui.

"Young man from the Yang family!" Liu Dehui, who had been silent on the side, suddenly called out to Yang Wu. "If you don't have to join the Wang Family, would you be willing to take me as your master?

Although I am only an Intermediate War General, I have done some research into spear techniques. If you take me as your master, I will certainly pass on all my spear techniques to you!"

Hearing Liu Dehui's words, before Yang Wu could even respond, Wang Zijin was already dumbfounded.

Liu Dehui's mastery of the spear was extremely famous in the martial artist circles of Jiangnan Base City; otherwise, he wouldn't have earned the nickname 'One-Armed Spear Demon'.

Yet now, such a renowned martial artist was actually offering to take on a disciple of his own accord, without any additional conditions—it was simply incredible.

As for Liu Dehui, he felt a sense of anticipation in his heart.

When Yang Wu had crushed the wine glass earlier, Wang Zijin, who was not yet a martial artist, had not noticed anything, but the experienced Liu Dehui had seen the truth at a glance—Yang Wu's punch force must have exceeded 2000 kilograms.

For someone who had just passed the Quasi-Martial Artist examination to have a strength reaching 2000 kilograms, besides successfully cultivating Genetic Origin Energy, was there any other explanation?

None!

"To have successfully sensed Cosmic Energy and increased his strength by over 1000 kilograms less than a day after passing the examination—with such talent, he will surely reach the War General Level in the future. Even the War God Level is not without a sliver of hope!" Liu Dehui sighed inwardly.

"Senior Liu!" Yang Wu bowed slightly and said, "I'm sorry, but I must decline your kind offer!"

As the saying goes, "A teacher for a day is a father for life." Yang Wu naturally would not take someone as his master lightly.

"This..."

Wang Zijin was even more shocked to hear Yang Wu reject the opportunity to become Liu Dehui's disciple.

That was an Intermediate War General! If he had an Intermediate War General as a master, his status within the Wang Family would likely rise significantly. As for the current Liu Dehui, he was merely a connection of his father's.

After the shock, the meticulous Wang Zijin realized that there must be something about Yang Wu that he didn't understand; otherwise, Liu Dehui, a powerhouse at the War General Level, would never have offered to take on a disciple so proactively.

"Ah Wu!" Wang Zijin quickly said, "Uncle Liu is extremely famous in the martial artist circles of Jiangnan Base City! Don't worry, even if you take Uncle Liu as your master, I, Wang Zijin, will absolutely not force you to join the Wang Family!"

Although he didn't know exactly what had happened, Wang Zijin decided to win over Yang Wu as much as possible.

"Brother Wang, how could I not know of Senior Liu's great name! It's just that taking a master is a major matter, and I still need to consider it carefully!"

Once Yang Wu finished speaking, both Liu Dehui and Wang Zijin knew that there was no longer any chance for a master-disciple relationship.

After Yang Wu left, only Wang Zijin and Liu Dehui remained in the private room.

"Uncle Liu!" Wang Zijin stood up and asked respectfully, "Was there a reason I am unaware of for you to proactively offer to take Yang Wu as your disciple just now?"

Liu Dehui drained the wine in his cup and said slowly, "This person has good talent; he should be able to reach the War General Level in the future!"

"War General Level?" Wang Zijin said in surprise, "Uncle Liu, are you serious?"

"Of course!" Liu Dehui nodded slightly. "Just now, he was able to crush that wine glass; his strength must have exceeded 2000 kilograms. I have spent so many years braving life and death in the Wilderness Area—I still have that much discernment!"

"2000 kilograms, doesn't that mean Yang Wu already possesses the strength of an Intermediate Warrior Level?" Wang Zijin asked suspiciously while walking over to pour wine for Liu Dehui.

Although Wang Zijin lacked talent himself, he had many martial artists around him, so he was very clear about the classification of Warrior Level martial artist strength.

"Correct!" Liu Dehui said firmly. "This person must have successfully cultivated Genetic Origin Energy, which is why his strength has increased so much."

"To be able to successfully sense Cosmic Energy in less than a day—his talent is truly excellent!" Liu Dehui sighed. "It's a pity that I wanted to take him as a disciple, but was rejected!"

Liu Dehui actually hadn't intended to take on any disciples; his presence here was entirely out of respect for Wang Zijin's father. Therefore, since Yang Wu didn't want to join the Wang Family, Liu Dehui naturally wouldn't have taken the initiative to offer. But after Yang Wu revealed his talent, Liu Dehui felt tempted.

Geniuses like Yang Wu were usually specially recruited by major factions immediately after the Quasi-Martial Artist examination. He was already lucky to have encountered one.

He was already old; if he could take Yang Wu as a disciple and teach him earnestly, Yang Wu could help him quite a bit once he reached the War General Level. After all, the bond between master and disciple was quite reliable.

Unfortunately, his strength had not moved the other party.

"This..." Hearing Liu Dehui's sigh, Wang Zijin felt even more regretful, regretting that he hadn't offered greater sincerity earlier.

He had just increased the startup capital to 5 million because he felt that Yang Wu could reach the Advanced Warrior Level in the future and had many familiar martial artist friends who could help him later on.

But for a future War General Level martial artist, 5 million in cash seemed somewhat insignificant.

Perhaps a War General Level martial artist didn't mean much to the entire Wang Family, but to him, Wang Zijin, it would be a very significant boost. After all, the strongest person around him currently, Xu Feiyue, only had the strength of an Intermediate Warrior Level.

"It seems I must find a way to win over Ah Wu!" Wang Zijin secretly made up his mind.

Seeing Wang Zijin's expression, Liu Dehui knew exactly what he was thinking and couldn't help but advise, "Zijin, this person has great ambition; he is not someone you can easily win over!"

"Ambition?" Wang Zijin smiled slightly and said confidently, "If I can't win him over, don't I still have my father?

Can the vast Wang Family not accommodate his ambition? Even if he manages to break through to the War General Level, or even the War God Level, our Wang Family can still accommodate him!"

Although he said this, Wang Zijin did not believe in his heart that Yang Wu had any chance of breaking through to the War God Level.

Out of the billions of people in the world, there were only about 3000 War God Level martial artists.

If Yang Wu could break through to the War God Level, given the relationship between the two, even if Yang Wu didn't join the Wang Family, he, Wang Zijin, would still benefit greatly.

Yangzhou City, Yi'an District.

After leaving the HR Alliance Mall, Yang Wu soon took a vehicle to the Extreme Martial Arts Hall in the Yi'an District.

"Brother Yang!"

"Good day, Brother Yang."

Along the way, there were a large number of Martial Arts Hall students.

Yang Wu listened to the respectful greetings all the way until he reached the third floor of the teaching building.

"Brother Yang!"

"Yang Wu is here!"

As Yang Wu walked into the lobby, over a dozen advanced students greeted him enthusiastically. In the past, some people would call Yang Wu "Little Yang," but today, that was no longer heard.

"Brother Yang, I heard that both you and Madman passed the Quasi-Martial Artist assessment. Is that true?" an advanced student asked curiously.

"Just a stroke of luck!" Yang Wu said modestly.

"Brother Yang, you're too humble!"

"That's right, Brother Yang. When will you have time to give me some pointers?"

A group of people surrounded Yang Wu enthusiastically.

"No problem!" Yang Wu laughed. "Actually, I'm just half a step ahead. If everyone works hard, you can pass the assessment too! I have some things to attend to, so I'll head up first."

After saying this, Yang Wu hurriedly walked toward the staircase leading to the fourth floor.

These people were too enthusiastic; if he stayed on the third floor to test his strength, he didn't know what kind of stir it might cause.

The fourth floor of the teaching building was a place where instructors and staff often went, and students were not qualified to enter.

Hearing Yang Wu's words, the group of advanced students quickly cleared a path, looking at Yang Wu with envy.

Beside the fourth-floor staircase, there was a small room where an old man was on duty.

Seeing Yang Wu approach, the old man stood up and smiled. "Yang Wu, you kid have wanted to come to the fourth floor for a long time; today, you've finally gotten your wish!"

"Uncle Li!" Yang Wu bowed slightly when he saw the old man. "I'm going to the fourth floor to test my strength!"

"Go ahead!" the old man said with a smile.

It was already late, and Instructor Jiang Nian and several other staff members had finished their lessons and left the Martial Arts Hall. Therefore, in the vast fourth-floor training hall, Yang Wu was the only one there.

Looking at the various high-end training equipment on the fourth floor, Yang Wu was very happy.

"Let's test my strength first!"

With a thought, Yang Wu quickly walked to the punch strength tester in the corner of the training hall.

"Hoo, ha!"

Yang Wu took a slow breath.

With a "bang," Yang Wu's right fist slammed heavily into the target of the punch strength tester.

The target shook violently.

Immediately, a line of numbers appeared on the screen of the punch strength tester: "6231kg."

Generally speaking, 4000kg is the baseline for an Advanced Warrior Level martial artist, while 8000kg is the baseline for an entry-level War General.

Of course, this was just a rough numerical standard. Nowadays, strength is not determined by physical fitness, but by the record of monsters killed.

After all, physical fitness is only a part of one's strength. Although Yang Wu now possessed the physical fitness of an Advanced Warrior, without any actual combat experience, he probably couldn't handle an Advanced Soldier Level monster.

"It seems my physical fitness isn't just barely reaching the Advanced Warrior Level!" Looking at the numbers on the screen, Yang Wu felt a surge of joy. "Let me test my speed again!"

Yang Wu walked to the speed tester, turned it on, and then stood on the track.

With a sudden burst of power from his legs, Yang Wu shot forward like an arrow released from a bow, reaching the other end of the track in the blink of an eye.

After stopping, Yang Wu walked to the speed tester and looked at the number displayed on the screen: "79.4m/s."

"Not bad!" Seeing the test results, Yang Wu was very happy.

Generally, a speed of 60 meters per second is the baseline for an Advanced Warrior Level martial artist, while 90 meters per second is the baseline for an entry-level War General.

"Finally, let's test my neural reaction speed!"

Yang Wu turned on the neural reaction tester, set it to the "Advanced Warrior Level" mode, and walked into the test room.

One minute later, Yang Wu walked out of the test room and looked at the results on the screen: "60 seconds, hit 17 times, did not touch the red light, Excellent!"

"Strength: 6231kg."

"Speed: 79.4 meters per second."

"Neural reaction speed: Advanced Warrior Level, Excellent."

With this level of physical fitness, he could be considered upper-middle tier among Advanced Warrior Level martial artists. It was just that Yang Wu's physical fitness had only just reached the Advanced Warrior Level; his physical force exertion, spear technique mastery, and movement techniques were still at his previous level, which was why he had accidentally crushed the wine glass earlier.

"In the coming time, I must fully convert my physical strength into actual combat power; otherwise, I'll just be a paper tiger with nothing but raw strength," Yang Wu thought to himself.

After testing his strength, Yang Wu randomly chose a suitable spear from the weapon room and began to practice in the fourth-floor hall.

Horizontal sweep, straight thrust, lunging, diagonal parry, heavy smash...

Yang Wu stood in place, slowly performing various moves of the basic spear technique. Every move was performed with textbook precision.

It was precisely because of such a solid foundation that Yang Wu had been able to continuously give Luo Feng pointers on his cultivation.

Just like that, he practiced until ten o'clock at night before Yang Wu finally returned home.