Quasi-Martial Artist

The physical fitness assessment for martial artists, also known as the "Quasi-Martial Artist Assessment," is a crucial hurdle for many practitioners.

It consists of three tests: punch strength, speed, and neural reaction.

In terms of neural reaction, Luo Feng could be considered gifted, having long since met the requirements for a quasi-martial artist.

This meant that the only thing standing before him now was the need to improve his punch strength.

I must work hard this month and become a quasi-martial artist before the college entrance exam.

Luo Feng secretly made up his mind.

Once I reach the quasi-martial artist level, I can cultivate Genetic Origin Energy. At that point, my physical fitness will see a massive leap, and my Spiritual Telekinesis will naturally awaken as well.

No wonder the beginner's gift pack gave me a six-series weapon set right away. I suppose the system also took into account that with my talent, being an Advanced War General is merely the starting point.

Luo Feng thought to himself.

"Luo Feng, I can't stay with you anymore; it's too demoralizing."

Seeing Luo Feng looking preoccupied after testing his speed, Yang Wu made a playful remark before tactfully stepping away to continue his own training.

Time slipped away quietly amidst the sweat-drenched training, and two hours later, nightfall shrouded the earth.

Only then did Luo Feng leave the martial arts gym with reluctance, setting off on the road home.

During these two hours, Luo Feng had been immersed in the world of training. Every single second, he could clearly feel himself slowly improving. This feeling was like tiny streams converging into a river, leaving him feeling refreshed and invigorated.

If only we had this much training equipment at home, then I wouldn't have to run to the gym every day.

Should I keep going to school? Should I take the college entrance exam? Or should I just drop out and spend more time focusing on training?

Walking on the road, these thoughts surged through Luo Feng's mind like a tide.

For the current Luo Feng, going to school seemed like a waste of time.

If I drop out now, Mom and Dad will probably be very worried. Forget it, I'll wait until I reach the quasi-martial artist level before I tell them. Otherwise, it won't be easy to explain in a short time, and there's plenty of time ahead; this little bit doesn't matter.

After some deliberation, Luo Feng stopped agonizing over it and quickened his pace, sprinting toward home.

A month and a half passed in the blink of an eye.

It was past seven o'clock on the evening of June 16th. The college entrance exam had ended a week ago, and today was the day the results were released.

For Luo Feng, this was originally a trivial matter, but his family was full of anticipation.

The family gathered tightly around his younger brother Luo Hua's laptop, his parents and brother all feeling incredibly nervous.

Of the whole family, Luo Feng, the person involved, was the calmest.

Luo Hua's fingers tapped continuously on the keyboard, repeatedly refreshing the webpage.

Finally, the page to check the results updated.

Luo Hua hurriedly entered Luo Feng's name and ID number, then clicked the "Query" button without hesitation.

Whoosh!

The laptop screen flickered slightly, and a table appeared clearly before everyone's eyes.

Examinee: Luo Feng Gender: Male ID Number: 426123203806083211 Liberal Arts: 236 Science: 239 Mathematics: 248 Total Score: 723 Undergraduate Cutoff: 561

"723 points? The undergraduate cutoff is only 561? Wow, Brother, this score is... too monstrous, isn't it? You're over a hundred points above the cutoff; you could probably secure the top spot in the entire school, right?"

Luo Hua couldn't help but exclaim, his eyes filled with admiration for his older brother.

His father, Luo Hongguo, and mother, Gong Xinlan, were also beaming with joy after seeing the score.

With their son being so outstanding and capable of getting into the Jiangnan First Military Academy of his dreams, the family's long-standing financial distress would be greatly improved after he graduated.

Luo Feng, however, was not surprised by his score.

This college entrance exam had gone very smoothly, and ever since he fused with the Linley Template, he clearly felt his mind had become sharper and more acute.

Although he had spent almost no extracurricular time reviewing over the past month, simply listening in class had caused all the course knowledge to be branded into his mind, clear as day.

His reasoning and calculation abilities had also seen a significant boost.

Coupled with the fact that he had no psychological burden regarding the exam, he had actually performed beyond his usual level in the exam hall, which led to such an astonishingly high score.

Given the situation of this year's college entrance exam, Luo Feng wouldn't dare claim to be the top scorer of the Jiangnan Base City, but he estimated he wouldn't be far off.

After all, this year's exam was exceptionally difficult, especially the mathematics section, and Luo Feng had nearly achieved a perfect score, which would instantly create a massive gap between him and the other candidates.

Luo Feng, standing to the side, looked at these results with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.

Before stepping onto the path of a martial artist, this result can be considered a satisfactory answer to the twelve years of academic education I've received.

It is also time to explain my situation to Mom and Dad.

Luo Feng thought to himself, and then, he suddenly spoke up.

"Dad, Mom, I don't intend to go to university; I plan to become a freelance martial artist."

As soon as these words were spoken, like a heavy bomb dropped into a calm lake, the whole family was instantly stunned.

"..."

"..."

"Xiaofeng, are you...?"

His parents had finally seen their son achieve such good results and were full of anticipation for him to attend university. In their eyes, the path of a martial artist was full of uncertainty and far less secure than going to university.

"Dad, Mom, my physical fitness has already reached the level of a Quasi-Martial Artist, and I will be taking the Quasi-Martial Artist Assessment in a few days.

Compared to being a martial artist, a university degree is worthless."

Luo Feng said with a firm gaze.

"What?"

Luo Hongguo, Gong Xinlan, and Luo Hua were all stunned, unable to believe their ears upon hearing this news.

They only knew that Luo Feng had previously been a senior student at the martial arts hall, but they had never imagined he could reach the level of a Quasi-Martial Artist so quickly.

After all, even for those with outstanding talent, it takes at least several years to advance from a senior student to a Quasi-Martial Artist, and some people struggle their entire lives to reach this level.

And yet, Luo Feng had only been a senior student for half a year; how could he have already reached the Quasi-Martial Artist level?

"Brother, is that for real?"

Luo Hua couldn't help but blurt out.

"Of course it's true. All aspects of my physical fitness have fully met the standards."

Luo Feng smiled confidently.

"As long as I pass the Quasi-Martial Artist Assessment in a while, I have absolute confidence that I will pass the Martial Artist Combat Assessment, and it won't be long before I become a true martial artist."

Luo Feng was full of confidence in his own strength.

Once he passed the Quasi-Martial Artist Assessment, cultivated Genetic Origin Energy, and activated his telekinesis, dealing with those H-Class Monsters during the Martial Artist Combat Assessment would be child's play for him.

His father Luo Hongguo, mother Gong Xinlan, and younger brother Luo Hua were completely shocked by this sudden news.

A martial artist!

Among the human population, that represents a group with transcendent status, implying special privileges and symbolizing vast wealth.

It is simply not something an ordinary elite military academy student can compare to.

"Our family is going to have a martial artist? Brother, you are too awesome!"

Luo Hua couldn't help but shout in excitement.

"Xiaofeng, that's great."

Luo Hongguo and Gong Xinlan were also incredibly moved, their eyes shining with pride.

Seeing that his parents did not object and his brother was so happy, Luo Feng chuckled and thought to himself.

A martial artist is merely a starting point on my life's journey.

The next morning, while it was still dim and the entire city was quiet, Luo Feng left home early and hurried toward the Limit Martial Arts Hall.

Soon, he arrived at the third floor of the hall and walked straight to the Punch Strength Tester.

"After more than a month of hard training, let's see the results of these past six weeks and see how much this Dragonblood Warrior bloodline has improved me."

Luo Feng looked at the Punch Strength Tester with burning eyes.

He stepped forward, skillfully plugged in the Punch Strength Tester, and flipped the switch.

He took a deep breath, allowed his body and mind to instantly enter their best state, and then, he exploded with all his strength, gathering all his power into his right fist and throwing a fierce punch.

"Bang!" A loud noise erupted like a muffled thunderclap in the room.

"Beep, beep, beep!"

The Punch Strength Tester emitted three crisp, consecutive prompts.

Luo Feng's eyes lit up.

It exceeded 1000KG!

Luo Feng couldn't wait to look at the display screen of the Punch Strength Tester—1012KG.

It was far beyond the passing line for a Quasi-Martial Artist.