Test

"Xiao Qing, if you want to become a Warrior, I think it'll be easy for you to reach the rank of High-level Fighter," Xu Xin said with a smile.

On Earth, being a Warrior was a pretty good profession. Warriors enjoyed generous benefits in every respect, and high-ranking ones, in particular, held far higher status than even billionaires.

However, not everyone could become a Warrior. It depended on talent.

In Xu Xin's eyes, Xu Qing clearly had that kind of talent. He was only seventeen, yet his archery was already so impressive. He was definitely stronger than those High-level Fighters.

Maybe Xu Qing was even as strong as those War Generals.

"Sister Xin, if you become a Warrior, can you go kill monsters?" Xu Qing asked curiously.

He knew that there were many monsters outside the Base City. Human Warriors had to hunt them down and drive them away to protect the homes that people depended on for survival.

"More or less, but monsters are dangerous. You're still young, so don't think about fighting them," Xu Xin said, pinching his cheek.

After a moment, Xu Xin added, "Come to think of it, I've never taken you to test your strength. When the weekend comes, I'll take you to get tested. How does that sound?"

"Okay," Xu Qing agreed. He was also a little curious about where his strength stood and how much stronger he was than an ordinary person.

The weekend arrived quickly.

In the city center stood a skyscraper that housed a branch of the Underground Alliance.

The lobby was spacious, and the floor was so polished it looked like a mirror, reflecting people's images. The lavish decor all around them was truly extravagant.

On the fourth floor was a place that resembled a training room. It was usually quiet and nearly empty.

"Miss Xu Xin, this way, please," a server said, leading the way. Xu Qing and Xu Xin followed behind him.

Xu Xin wore a black leather jacket and a black skirt that fell above the knee. Xu Qing wore a white shirt and blue trousers.

The server opened the door, and the three of them went inside.

"Miss Xu Xin, this is the device for testing strength, and this one tests speed. Over here is..."

The server patiently explained how to use the devices.

"All right, I understand. Thank you," Xu Xin said a few minutes later.

"I'll leave you to it, then, Miss Xu Xin. If you have any questions, just come and get me," the server said before turning to leave.

After he was gone, Xu Xin began examining the devices, then switched them on.

"Xiao Qing, let's test your strength first," Xu Xin said, standing beside a large punching target.

She held a chart listing the standards for a Warrior's strength, speed, and neural reaction speed at each rank.

It clearly listed every level, from Beginner Warrior to High-level War God.

Xu Qing walked up to the punching target, then looked back at her. "Sister Xin, should I use all my strength?"

"Of course. Otherwise, how can we accurately measure how strong you are?" Xu Xin said with a smile.

But Xu Qing looked a little confused. "Sister Xin, are you testing my actual strength, or how hard I can hit?"

Xu Xin froze. Was there a difference?

But when she thought it over, she realized there was. One was raw strength, while the other could be amplified with technique. For example, you could use one unit of strength to produce the effect of three.

She knew that much.

"Oh, so that's what you mean. Then test your actual strength first," Xu Xin said with a smile.

Xu Qing nodded, looked at the punching target, and blinked. Then he raised his fist and swung it straight at the target.

The target shuddered slightly, and a number appeared on the display: 4237 kg.

Seeing the number, a flicker of surprise crossed Xu Xin's eyes. "Four thousand kilograms? Not bad. That's already the standard for a High-level Fighter."

"Xiao Qing, you're pretty strong," Xu Xin said with a smile. She hadn't expected him to have so much strength.

After all, Xu Qing had never trained specifically. He was still considered an ordinary person, so a strength of over four thousand kilograms was truly astonishing.

Hearing Xu Xin's praise, Xu Qing smiled happily. "Sister Xin, that was just a casual hit. I only used raw strength."

"I see. Then try throwing another punch without using raw strength," Xu Xin said, nodding.

"Okay." Xu Qing looked at the punching target, his eyes clear as water. His body tensed slightly, though, and gave off a different kind of aura.

His body was like a thick rope wound tight, ready to unleash incredible force.

Xu Xin, standing beside him, sensed the change in the air and felt a little puzzled.

The next moment, a blur flashed past, and Xu Qing's fist struck the target. It was impossibly fast. He made no preparatory movement, and his fist pulled back as soon as it hit.

The whole process took less than a second. Xu Xin hadn't even seen how he threw the punch.

When she came to her senses, she saw the target swaying violently several times. Then a number appeared on the display beside it: 26267 kg.

Xu Xin stared at the number on the display, her mouth falling open. She hurriedly picked up the chart to check. "Oh my god, this is the standard for an Intermediate War General!"

She had never imagined Xu Qing could hit such an astonishing number. He was incredible.

His strength had shot straight from over four thousand kilograms to over twenty-six thousand—a more than sixfold increase. It was astounding.

What kind of technique could unleash more than six times the force? Xu Xin couldn't imagine. This was beyond the limits of what an ordinary person could comprehend.

He had gone straight from High-level Fighter to Intermediate War General. It was simply unbelievable.

"Xiao Qing, are you... all right?" Xu Xin was about to say something when she noticed his face had scrunched up.

Xu Qing lifted his hand. "My hand hurts a little."

Xu Xin looked over and noticed that his hand was a little red. He must have hit the target too hard.

If the punching target hadn't been soft, he might have broken a bone.

She couldn't help laughing helplessly. Taking his hand, she gently rubbed it. "You knew your hand would hurt, but you still hit it so hard. What were you thinking?"

"I just wanted to see how hard I could hit. I didn't realize I'd put in too much force," Xu Qing said, scratching his cheek.

After a moment, he added, "Actually, I already held back. I was worried my hand would hurt. Otherwise, I could've hit even harder. Really. And it's easy, too."

"Pfft... You little goofball. All right, all right, I believe you." Xu Xin laughed at the earnest way he explained himself.

Her silly little brother had no idea how strong he really was.

And he was saying it was easy. She wondered what other people would think if they heard him.

Their feelings would definitely be complicated.

"All right, Xiao Qing. Remember, don't do something like that again. You could hurt yourself, understand?" Xu Xin warned him seriously.

"Okay, I understand," Xu Qing said obediently, nodding. He was actually quite afraid of pain.