The Might of a Single Punch

Setting aside the secret schemes of Li Lei and his lackeys, as well as the plans and preparations Liu Yun had made for his retaliation.

Wu Tong, the chief instructor of the Limit Dojo, had arrived. With his hair disheveled and eyes as sharp as blades, he hadn't even spoken yet when the two martial artists under his command stepped forward to maintain order.

"Stop chatting, stop chatting, the test is about to begin!"

"If you don't quiet down now, you'll be disqualified from the test immediately."

The two powerful martial artists stood tall, both over seven feet, and with just those words, the crowd fell silent. Wu Tong had them take out their identification cards and line up one by one for the test.

Liu Yun was the first. He was incredibly excited, and Wu Tong recognized him; they had met in the past and even carried out missions together, so meeting again now filled him with deep emotion.

"Liu Yun, you're here too? Sigh, the test is starting, go on up."

Wu Tong said this as he opened the machine to the side, and the screen quickly displayed Liu Yun's information.

"Alright! I have truly recovered! Just watch, Boss Wu."

Liu Yun was rubbing his hands together, eager to show his full strength, when a mocking voice suddenly came from beside him.

"Hahahaha! You're killing me. A cripple like you dares to come back for the test?"

"Any stray cat or dog shows up these days. I think you, you sickly weakling, should be careful not to kill yourself with a single punch."

These were friends of Li Lei. They had gathered right next to the testing machine, standing very close, mocking Liu Yun without fear of anything, naturally choosing this spot to disrupt his performance.

Liu Yun's illness had been severe, and no one believed he could recover, so these people were unhurriedly kicking him while he was down.

As long as Liu Yun got angry, his focus would be compromised, and even if he passed, he might be rated as a failure. Moreover, the testing time was limited; if Liu Yun retorted, he would easily miss his window.

Li Lei stood in the crowd, watching Liu Yun being insulted, feeling incredibly delighted.

These words were just idle chatter, and for a short time, no one responded. Wu Tong merely frowned and glared at the two men, who then scratched their heads and claimed they were just joking and didn't mean anything by it.

"Sigh, these people are truly shameless."

Luo Feng saw it clearly from the side and couldn't help but feel a bit of resentment, though in truth, there was nothing he could do.

Carrying his anger, Liu Yun lunged forward and threw a heavy punch at the target. It is worth noting that no matter how angry Liu Yun was, his Machine Race clone was guiding him from the side, ensuring his form didn't falter in the slightest.

With his core generating power from his waist and force flowing through his arm, he slammed a heavy punch into the target, producing an unexpectedly loud boom.

"Boom!"

It was a deafening sound. The two prospective martial artists who had been standing too close had their eardrums ruptured and bleeding.

The screen immediately displayed the number: 9330KG. This was a figure that exceeded everyone's imagination, leaving the surrounding prospective martial artists stunned.

Even some of Liu Yun's old acquaintances were deeply shocked.

"Didn't he suffer spinal damage that technology couldn't repair? How could he suddenly be this strong?"

The two martial artists who had been guarding the door earlier had now entered the inner room, completely shocked. They had thought Liu Yun's traditional Chinese medicine treatment was just self-deception, and only now did they begin to understand the greatness of that medicine.

"Big Brother Liu Yun is actually this powerful! Wasn't it said he was a cripple?"

Luo Feng was incredibly shocked. While he would later discover his own talent as a spirit reader, right now he was witnessing the emergence of a War General level figure—someone he had just been chatting with.

Li Lei, standing in the crowd, couldn't believe his eyes and shouted exaggeratedly.

"What's going on? There must be a problem. Is this machine malfunctioning? It must be retested."

Upon hearing this, the crowd showed some signs of agreement, and some even began to suggest to Wu Tong that the test results might not be reliable.

However, what was more eye-catching was that the two men who had mocked Liu Yun, Xia Lin and Wang Huifeng, were not only bleeding from their ears but also from their seven orifices. They lay on the ground wailing, writhing like maggots. Judging by their condition, they were likely seriously injured, to the point where their strength might be permanently impaired.

Seeing this, Li Lei hurriedly called for medical personnel. The two seemed to have suffered internal injuries from the sound waves; internal injuries could be minor or fatal, and if delayed, it could cost them their lives.

This made the onlookers' doubts about the test results fade by more than half. The loud noise just now had such immense energy that it knocked two fledgling fighters to the ground, so the matter was likely not a fabrication, and the results would be hard to cancel. Still, Li Lei was determined to interfere and keep causing a scene; he had quickly guessed the truth, but he simply could not accept it.

"There must be a problem, the results must be canceled."

He shouted helplessly, his face red and his neck thick, but he only received a chorus of eye-rolls. In truth, this was just a sign of his powerlessness.

Liu Yun looked at Wu Tong, wondering what he would do. Wu Tong was also incredibly shocked, but he had to maintain order; they were professionals and had anticipated some incidents.

"It's fine. Accidents are inevitable in the dojo. We are prepared, so stop arguing. A result is a result and will not be voided."

With a wave of his hand, a group of people in white rushed over and carried the two men away.

Li Lei's face turned pale. On one hand, it was because Liu Yun had passed the test, and on the other, it was because Liu Yun might possess strength beyond his imagination.

This injury caused by sound waves was actually the result of the Machine Race clone's meticulous calculations combined with Liu Yun's angry punch. The Machine Race's ridiculously powerful computing ability could provide Liu Yun with detailed guidance; if Liu Yun wanted to, he could even use a technique like the Lion's Roar right now to injure enemies.

"I didn't expect you to have recovered your body and even surpassed your former self. It's truly a miracle! But regarding this incident, was this something you did intentionally?"

Chief Instructor Wu Tong stood beside Liu Yun and asked. He didn't even mention the test results. Liu Yun shook his head; could he admit to such a thing?

"Instructor, you're joking. This kind of control over power is simply not something a human can achieve! It was just an accident; who told them to stand so close?"

Liu Yun claimed that humans couldn't reach such a level, but Wu Tong didn't actually believe him. He knew of several top-tier experts who could achieve this, and perhaps even he himself could do the same.

However, if Liu Yun had truly done this on purpose, it would be even more terrifying. The few people he knew who could do this were one-in-a-million experts! Even if it were true, he had to treat it as false for now.

"The test continues. Anyone who delays will be considered to have forfeited their eligibility. Next, Luo Feng!"

Wu Tong shrugged and continued to let the people behind step up for the test; the process had to be completed.

Li Lei looked on with a look of despair, no longer daring to make things difficult for Liu Yun. He didn't have the strength for it! Wu Tong didn't care about what he said at all. After all, he had only just become a martial artist, his status was low, and apart from a few friends chiming in, no one would really care about him.

Liu Yun smiled at these words and strode away, happening to cross paths with Luo Feng.

"Keep up the good work."

As they brushed past each other, Liu Yun offered Luo Feng a few words of encouragement.

"Mm!"

Luo Feng nodded in response; this was their quick way of greeting one another. Since Liu Yun possessed the strength of a Warrior-level fighter, making friends had naturally become much simpler.

The crowd finally recovered from their shock. Several people, seeing Liu Yun approach, instinctively stepped aside, not daring to show the slightest disrespect to a powerhouse with Warrior-level strength.

A few individuals even rushed forward to apologize, hoping to distance themselves from Li Lei, as offending a Warrior-level powerhouse would likely lead to a miserable fate.

Li Lei stood dumbfounded, unable to utter a single word. His reputation had already been poor, and now he realized he had invited a massive disaster upon himself.

"Hmph, get lost!"

Liu Yun refused to accept their apologies and simply told them to leave. Despair washed over their faces, and after casting a resentful, venomous glance at Li Lei, they scattered.

By now, they hated Liu Yun, but they loathed Li Lei even more for causing them to gain a Warrior-level enemy for no reason. This was the cold, harsh reality of a world where strength reigned supreme.

This was but a minor disturbance, and it soon ended with Luo Feng throwing a heavy punch that registered at 1715KG. People began to marvel once more at Luo Feng, calling him a young and promising genius; after all, Luo Feng was even younger and held more potential for the future.

Not everyone enjoyed getting tangled up in petty grievances, and Liu Yun was no exception. He even stepped forward to chat intimately with Luo Feng after he came down. The speed test that followed naturally went without a hitch, and the two remained close even after the testing concluded.

Many began to envy Luo Feng, as gaining the friendship of a Warrior was a tremendous boon for an aspiring fighter. As for Li Lei, he was cast to the back of everyone's minds, and from this moment on, no one would care about him again.