Completing the Exam

In the blink of an eye, it was May 3rd. Today was the day the physical examination cutoff scores would be announced, and it was also the time when everyone would learn their results.

Over the past two days, Lu Hao had tempered another bone, leaving only the final ten bones remaining before he could break through to the Second Grade.

Arriving at the martial arts training hall, the teachers would announce everyone's results along with the cutoff score designated by the Ministry of Education.

Those who passed would stay for the upcoming exams.

Those who failed would leave in the afternoon.

It was very simple and straightforward, which was the crisp and decisive nature of martial artists.

At 8:30 in the morning, all the students gathered in the martial arts arena, waiting for the arrival of the teachers.

The entire arena was filled with the chatter of students, and a tense atmosphere began to spread.

Soon, the principal arrived, accompanied by a group of teachers.

"Students, quiet down. The Ministry of Education's cutoff score has been issued, and your results are also out."

"This year's cutoff is beyond our expectations; it is significantly higher than last year's. Students who didn't pass shouldn't be disappointed—pursuing liberal arts also has a very promising future."

After offering a few words of comfort and providing some encouragement, the principal finally informed the students of this year's cutoff.

"The Ministry of Education has just announced the standard vitality for this round—112 calories."

"That is an increase of 4 calories in vitality compared to last year."

As soon as the principal said this, the students below began to discuss and clamor. After all, this was an increase of 4 calories; for those with poor talent, 4 calories of vitality was a barrier they could not overcome.

"112 calories? That was the admission standard for Martial University last year. How did it become the passing standard this year?"

"It's over, it's over. I definitely won't pass this time. I had planned for 110 calories even with an increase."

"Why did it increase so much? If it hadn't increased this much, I definitely would have made the cut."

The martial arts hall displayed the many facets of life, especially among students whose vitality was between 108 and 112 calories, with disappointment and anger etched onto their faces.

"Students, students, quiet down."

"Although this cutoff is indeed beyond our expectations, this is a normal situation."

"People's living standards have gradually improved, so vitality has generally increased, which is why the vitality standard has risen so much."

"However, students, every trade has its master. Even if you don't walk the path of a martial artist, you can pursue other paths and still achieve success."

"Next, students can go to your respective teachers to learn your results."

"At the same time, we would like to congratulate Lu Hao from Class 8, Grade 12. Lu Hao is the student with the highest vitality in the entire Magic City exam site; his vitality reached 292 calories."

"If nothing unexpected happens, Lu Hao is not only number one in Magic City but also number one in the entire country."

"Those who passed shouldn't get too relaxed yet. There is a practical test on the 7th. If you only pass the physical exam but fail the practical test, you still won't be able to enter Martial University."

No one was listening to the principal's subsequent words. Upon hearing that Lu Hao's vitality had reached 292 points and that he might be number one in the country, students from other classes turned their gazes toward Class 8, wanting to see what was so different about this legendary Lu Hao.

In the ranks of Class 8, Grade 12, everyone looked at Lu Hao in shock. They knew Lu Hao; at the end of the last semester, he had only tempered one bone.

As a result, after not seeing him for a semester, he had taken off. Number one in the country, vitality reaching 292.

Could such a person actually be my classmate?

Lu Hao also smiled at these classmates. After they looked for a few moments, they stopped staring. After all, surprise was just surprise, and there were no true close friends among them.

So, after the shock and a few words of praise, the remaining students went to Li Mingjie to check their results.

Even those who felt they wouldn't pass went over, just in case—what if they performed well and actually passed?

Lu Hao was not surprised; after all, this was the real world, and naturally, there would be no brainless plots like those in novels.

Many people discussed it simply because they thought Lu Hao's vitality was high and impressive, but they would forget about it afterward. At most, they would know Lu Hao's name and that he was the top scorer in the college entrance exam with 292 vitality; they wouldn't remember anything else.

In the real world, no one would jump out to mock others for no reason, nor would anyone come over to cling to someone's coattails.

After all, teenagers at this stage were full of spirit, and in their hearts, they felt, "What's the big deal? It's not like I can't do it either."

This year's cutoff had increased quite a bit, but as Beiding No. 1 High School, the educational level was still on point. Out of the 50 students in Class 8, Grade 12, nearly 30 had passed the cutoff, and more than half of the entire school had passed.

Many people cried after seeing their results with Li Mingjie. Failing meant they could not walk the path of a martial artist and had to choose liberal arts.

There were also many people roaring and venting their dissatisfaction. These people were only one or two calories away from the cutoff; if not for the increase in the standard, they definitely would have passed.

Just as there were those who failed, there were naturally students who performed exceptionally well and were shouting in joy.

The entire martial arts arena staged the many facets of life.

Not staying any longer, Lu Hao opened a small training room nearby to continue his practice. As for the results, they were already within Lu Hao's expectations.

In the evening, he had a phone call with his mother, telling her the results of the physical test and chatting for a while.

On April 7th, the practical test began. Compared to the physical test, there were fewer people, as those who hadn't passed the physical exam had already gone back to study liberal arts.

The practical test was still quite simple, mainly checking whether you had relied on medicinal pills to boost your stats. After all, martial artists who relied on pills to stack their stats had significantly poor control over their own bodies and possessed unstable vitality.

The 3000-meter track test, pull-ups, reaction tests, and other basic assessments were much more relaxed compared to the atmosphere of the physical fitness test.

After all, as long as one wasn't someone who had piled up their stats by mindlessly chugging pills, they could basically pass; however, Lu Hao did indeed see a few people get weeded out.

It took a full three hours to complete all the various testing items, and now only the professional exam remained.

This was even less of a problem for Lu Hao; his mental energy was as high as 299, and his learning ability was super strong. He had already studied quite a bit back home, so it wasn't a big issue.

On April 10th, the professional exam began. Lu Hao entered the exam hall and finished writing everything in less than an hour and a half. As for the accuracy rate, he estimated it to be over ninety percent, so passing was definitely not a problem.

Just like that, the school organized for the students to return to campus, and the remaining time was to be allocated by the students themselves until they took the cultural subject exams during the college entrance examination.

Lu Hao headed home, preparing to continue taking on missions. These ten days had not been wasted; he had tempered 4 bones, and now Lu Hao's tempered bone count had reached 55, leaving only the final 7 bones.

Even if he couldn't find any criminals from here on out and couldn't obtain any Slaughter Points, he would still be able to break through in another half a month.

On the other side, Fang Ping, who had just finished his professional exam, encountered the first battle of his life. A Rank-1 Evil Cult member began to tangle with him. Both of them were like novices pecking at each other, but fortunately, Fang Ping held his ground.