Joining the Extreme Martial Arts Hall

His eyes widened.

Luo Zhe was quite astonished by this result; he had never expected his punch strength to increase by such a significant margin.

Under normal circumstances, if the first attempt at cultivating Genetic Origin Energy fails to achieve the expected results, the subsequent cultivation speed is bound to be affected to a certain degree.

Lacking the bonus from that initial cultivation, even if he had been diligent in the Dimensional Space for a while, without the transformation that follows a life-or-death battle, he should have only gained a few dozen kilograms of punch strength at most. Logically, it was completely impossible to reach this level!

This was not scientific at all!

Could it be that the Dimensional Space possessed many other functions he had yet to discover?

Tong Yang had been watching leisurely from the side, but the moment Luo Zhe threw that punch, the sonic boom caused by friction with the air reached his ears, and his expression changed almost instantly.

Especially when the test results appeared, he couldn't help but gasp—no, suck in a breath of cold air. He turned his head subconsciously, staring straight at Luo Zhe as if he were looking at a monster.

To be honest, the result of this punch strength test was completely beyond Tong Yang's expectations!

Based on Luo Zhe's past performance at the martial arts hall, he hadn't held much hope. In his estimation, an increase of 600 kilograms would have been the absolute limit.

Even then, that would already be considered excellent among ordinary people.

After all, becoming a Quasi-Martial Artist at 21 wasn't exactly rare across Jiangnan City; while not everywhere, there were at least thirty or fifty such cases every year.

But who would have thought that Luo Zhe, whose punch strength had barely reached 900 kilograms during the Quasi-Martial Artist test just a few days ago, would increase his strength by nearly 5,000 kilograms in such a short time!

Five thousand kilograms! That was a full five tons!

An adult Landrace pig usually weighs about 400-500 kilograms; five thousand kilograms was the weight of ten adult Landrace pigs!

Could you believe this!?

What kind of monstrous freak could achieve such a level!?

Glancing at the punch target that had returned to its original position in front of the Punch Strength Tester, Tong Yang slightly controlled his force and threw a punch. Accompanied by a sonic boom, his fist slammed heavily into the target.

The target, which had just reset, was knocked backward violently once again!

"Beep!"

The display on the Punch Strength Tester showed the force of this punch—'13600KG'!

His eyes narrowed subconsciously, his right hand gripping his chin. Tong Yang stared straight at the numbers on the screen, remaining silent for a long time.

Looking at the numbers on the display, Luo Zhe's eyes went round. Tong Yang's casual punch was far more powerful than his own full-force strike.

He had thought he was just a sleazy middle-aged uncle, but it turned out he was a king-tier powerhouse!

He had been hiding his strength very well!

Unable to know and indifferent to Luo Zhe's internal musings, after Tong Yang's test, it was certain that there was nothing wrong with this Punch Strength Tester.

The result obtained from the test was similar to the force Tong Yang had controlled himself; even if there was a slight discrepancy, it was negligible.

Tong Yang turned his head to look at Luo Zhe, his smile gradually becoming "perverted." Rubbing his hands in excitement, he took a step toward Luo Zhe and said hurriedly, "Come, come, Luo Zhe, go test your speed first, then we'll test your neural response speed later."

"Alright." He nodded obediently in response.

Luo Zhe looked at Tong Yang with curiosity; today, Tong Yang seemed a bit different from usual.

He had never seen such a strange smile on Tong Yang's face before. Of course, as the old Luo Zhe, he rarely had the opportunity to be alone with Tong Yang at such close range.

With no time to think, under Tong Yang's urgent urging, Luo Zhe stepped onto the track.

The entire track was sixty meters long, with the area near the speed tester being the speed-measuring zone. Not far away, the camera on the speed tester had already lit up with a red light.

"Hoo, ha."

Luo Zhe adjusted his breathing and stared straight ahead.

He exerted force suddenly!

Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, Luo Zhe accelerated to his limit speed. The powerful kick-off from his legs generated intense thrust, making him shoot along the track like a bullet leaving the chamber. With a gust of wind, swish, Luo Zhe rushed through the speed-measuring zone.

Afterward, Luo Zhe naturally decelerated and came to a stop not far from the end of the track.

The speed test results came out very quickly—

Speed—'73.8m/s!'

The improvement in speed isn't slow either; at least it kept up with the increase in punch strength, Tong Yang thought to himself while rubbing his chin.

The final test was the neural response test, which was Luo Zhe's strong suit. After all, he had spent his childhood fighting with other kids in the same dormitory building.

There is a saying: 'As long as I dodge fast enough, the opponent's fist won't be able to hit me.'

Being hit less often naturally meant taking fewer beatings, and it was during that time that Luo Zhe trained his neural response speed.

The Neural Response Tester worked similarly, except it limited the movable area and used several machine guns to fire rubber bullets simultaneously. The final score was determined by the number of rubber bullets that hit the body and the number of times the boundary red lights were touched.

After a round of testing, the score on the Neural Response Tester was:

Neural Response Test—'Advanced Warrior Level full marks! Advanced Warrior Level excellent!'

Tong Yang looked at Luo Zhe with increasing enthusiasm. Such a good seedling, and he was under his tutelage. No matter what, he couldn't let those old hooligans from the Thunder Martial Arts Hall snatch him away.

It's a pity, though; if only he had met Luo Zhe two years earlier, how wonderful that would have been!

At that instant, Tong Yang's eyes dimmed, but they brightened again immediately; regardless of anything else, he had to sign Luo Zhe into the Extreme Martial Arts Hall first.

A monster like this must absolutely not be handed over to others!

Although Luo Zhe was already 21 years old this year and did not have much of an advantage in age, he had not yet reached the peak of his physical growth, and his strength would surely increase faster and faster over the next few years.

Moreover, given the talent Luo Zhe had displayed, even if his rate of growth slowed down in the future, he was still a guaranteed War God seedling; to have increased his punching power by nearly 5,000 kilograms during his very first session of cultivating Genetic Origin Energy—what would he be capable of later!?

With Luo Zhe's talent, combined with his own influence and by dragging Zhuge Tao into the mix, he might just be able to secure a Special Training Contract from the martial arts hall for Luo Zhe.

With a top-tier training program arranged, Luo Zhe's future, if not entirely smooth sailing, would at least provide him the opportunity to become a powerhouse who could shake a region.

What a pity!

Time waits for no man!

He would just treat this as the last good deed he did before leaving!

"Very good, well done!"

Tong Yang stepped forward, patted Luo Zhe on the shoulder with satisfaction, and smiled, "Among the Quasi-Martial Artists recruited by our Extreme Martial Arts Hall in Jiangnan Base City this year, your talent is absolutely top-tier."

"With your current talent, if you can receive guidance from top-level teachers, I believe you will definitely have the chance to become a powerful War God martial artist. Therefore, I have decided to recruit you into the Extreme Martial Arts Hall in advance; there is no need to wait until after the Martial Artist Combat Assessment, we can sign the contract directly."

"What do you think?"

Luo Zhe was somewhat puzzled and turned to look at Tong Yang, clearly not understanding the meaning behind his words.