Quasi-Martial Artist Assessment

Su You and the others followed the man in the black training suit into the martial arts hall. Once they stood still, the man collected their ID cards one by one and handed them over to a bald, middle-aged man.

This bald man was Kuang Qiu, the chief instructor of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall in Tianjin City. It was said that he was a powerful War-General level fighter who had only taken the position of chief instructor in Tianjin City after retiring.

"Quite a few people today!" Kuang Qiu scanned the room, his gaze lingering on Su You for a moment before he spoke: "I won't waste any time. Let's start the punch strength test immediately!"

With that, Kuang Qiu picked up an ID card and swiped it across the punch strength tester nearby. A large amount of personal information immediately appeared on the screen.

"First, Wang Xingle."

In the crowd, Wang Xingle glanced at Su You before stepping forward. He took a half-step with his left leg, clenched his right fist, and slammed it into the punch target with a fierce strike, causing the target to sway slightly.

A line of data immediately appeared on the screen of the punch strength tester: "1498kg".

Kuang Qiu looked at Wang Xingle with surprise, though he didn't pay much attention to it. He casually swiped the second ID card, while the dozen or so fighters standing nearby began to whisper among themselves.

"Good grief, this kid must have already practiced the Five Hearts Towards Heaven, right?" one instructor asked in a low voice.

A stout, elderly man whispered: "This kid is named Wang Xingle, and he has some connection to the Wang Family of Kyoto."

"Then why did he come here to test? Can't they test at the HR Alliance?" Li Da asked, puzzled.

The stout old man let out a "heh" and said softly: "He's the seed of that third young master of the Wang Family, get it?"

"No wonder!"

The surrounding group chuckled. They had long heard of the reputation of the Wang Family's third young master.

He was the third son of Old Master Wang and the most incompetent of the second generation of the Wang Family—a textbook playboy. It was said that he had over thirty illegitimate children, though most were not acknowledged by the Wang Family.

Soon, the punch strength tests for the nine people before Su You were finished. Except for one unlucky fellow who hit 898kg, the other eight all passed, though Wang Xingle was the only one to break 1,000kg.

"Next, Su You." Kuang Qiu swiped the ID card, observing Su You with great interest.

The fighters nearby also looked over, clearly aware that Su You was favored by Li Da.

"Little You, show them the strength of our genius trainee from Lubei District," Li Da said with a smile.

"Yes." Su You stepped forward and stood before the punch target. He tapped his left foot, using his leg to drive his waist, and his waist to drive his arm. His fist slammed directly into the target, causing it to shake violently.

"3348kg. Haha, Little You, well done!" Li Da laughed heartily. The other fighters praised Su You while jokingly cursing Li Da for his dumb luck, and the eight people waiting for the next test were left completely stunned.

Wang Xingle's eyes went wide, and he felt a wave of relief in his heart: Thank goodness I haven't gone to trouble him yet, otherwise...

"Seventeen years old, and to improve by over two thousand kilograms in his first time practicing Genetic Origin Energy—good, very good. Li Da didn't misjudge the person this time; he really is a genius," Chief Instructor Kuang Qiu couldn't help but say excitedly.

"Boss, look at Little You's situation, can we sign him to a special training contract?" Li Da asked, his face full of hope. Su You couldn't help but look over as well.

Kuang Qiu frowned and said: "Seventeen years old, intermediate warrior—might that be a bit of a stretch? I can't say for sure; it depends on the wishes of the president and the others."

"Boss, look..."

Before Li Da could finish, Kuang Qiu waved his hand:

"Don't be impatient. Didn't you say when we talked earlier that the punch strength test was his weakest area? Why not look at the results of the other two tests first?"

"Come, Su You, hurry up and test your speed." Kuang Qiu walked over to the speed tester and swiped Su You's ID card.

Su You adjusted his breathing slightly, kicked off the ground, and instantly accelerated to his limit, flashing past the speed testing zone.

"61.1m/s, not bad, just past the passing line for an advanced warrior," Li Da said with a smile.

Kuang Qiu nodded, feeling very satisfied. He thought to himself: His speed is indeed even better than his punch strength. With results like these, the chance of signing a special contract should be quite high.

"You lot wait here for a moment. Su You, come, let's go test your nerve reaction first."

Kuang Qiu finished speaking quickly and led Su You toward the nerve reaction testing room at the back of the hall. The dozen or so fighters followed, leaving Wang Xingle and the others staring at each other.

Upon arriving at the nerve reaction testing room, Su You immediately saw a tall, sophisticated instrument with dozens of openings on its front.

Kuang Qiu quickly swiped the ID card and signaled for Su You to stand inside a circle with a diameter of 3.6 meters directly in front of the testing machine.

Kuang Qiu pressed a switch, and red light immediately shot out from the edge of the 3.6-meter circle, enveloping Su You.

"Su You, remember, you must not leave the circle, or it will be judged as a failure. If you touch the red light, points will be deducted based on the situation."

Su You nodded, and Kuang Qiu pressed several buttons in succession, adjusting the test intensity to the quasi-fighter level.

"Test start!" Kuang Qiu shouted and pressed the red button. The dozens of openings on the nerve reaction tester immediately began to rotate, and beams of red light instantly burst forth from them.

The speeds were fast and slow, completely chaotic, but all were aimed within the range of the red light circle.

However, Su You was unhurried. His movement didn't look particularly fast, and his dodging range was quite small, moving only within a one-step radius of his body. Yet, the number of red bullets that could actually hit him was minimal; he looked as relaxed and graceful as if he were strolling through the rain.

"Micro-level!" Li Da's eyes went wide. Su You's performance truly shocked him.

"The younger generation is to be feared!" the stout old man sighed.

Beside the nerve tester, Kuang Qiu looked solemn. After glancing at the screen on the instrument, he suddenly turned and pressed a few buttons in succession, and the speed of the red bullets shooting from the dozens of openings suddenly increased.

"Boss, you..." Kuang Qiu waved his hand and said softly: "Don't worry, the test results won't be affected. Look closely at Su You's state."

Li Da and the others looked closely at Su You and discovered that he seemed to be in an unconscious state, yet he could always make dodging movements a split second in advance. Even though the speed had increased significantly, his performance seemed even better than when he started. The whole scene was truly eerie.

Kuang Qiu explained softly: "His movement technique is improving rapidly. At first, he was only touching the threshold of the Micro-level, but he quickly stepped past it. Now, he is already very close to the perfection of the Micro-level. It seems his previous accumulation was very deep—a case of slow and steady growth!"

Li Da and the others suddenly realized this, and the way they looked at Su You was no longer the way one looked at a junior.

After all, in terms of raw strength on paper, Su You already surpassed them, and since Su You clearly had a boundless future, they naturally could not treat him as a mere junior.