Genius

After finishing the strength test, Xu Xin brought Xu Qing over to the speed-testing area.

"Next, we'll test your speed."

Xu Xin turned on the testing equipment again. Once she had checked everything, she nodded to Xu Qing. "Xiao Qing, you can start."

At Xu Xin's words, Xu Qing nodded.

The next second, Xu Xin realized that Xu Qing was already at the finish line. She hadn't seen how he moved—or even the motion of him getting started.

It felt as if she'd looked away for a moment and Xu Qing had suddenly appeared there, moving as if he'd simply slid across the ground without changing his posture at all.

Xu Xin hurriedly looked at the display. A number appeared on the screen: 177 meters per second.

Seeing that number, Xu Xin was shocked all over again.

The speed of sound was 340 meters per second, and Xu Qing's speed was already more than half of that.

She checked the chart again. His speed still fell within the Intermediate War General range, but he wasn't far from the High-level War General threshold.

"So Xiao Qing is actually this amazing?" Xu Xin was astonished. He was fast, too.

Then she thought of something else. "Xiao Qing, did you use the same technique as before?"

"Mm." Xu Qing nodded, then explained, "This time, I toned down the force of the burst, so my feet won't hurt."

Hearing his explanation, Xu Xin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Was whether his feet hurt really the issue?

Well, Xu Qing knew how to adjust his strength, and that was a good thing. At least he wouldn't hurt himself.

"Let's test once more. Don't use your technique—just rely on brute force," Xu Xin said.

"Okay." Xu Qing returned to the starting line.

Xu Xin reset the display to zero and nodded to signal him. "Start."

As soon as she spoke, Xu Qing bent his knees slightly, then launched himself forward with a rush of wind and quickly crossed the finish line.

This time, Xu Xin saw the whole thing. She still hadn't seen it very clearly, though—it had all happened in the blink of an eye.

A number appeared on the display: 54.4 meters per second.

"Mm, this speed puts you right in the High-level Fighter range, too." A look of understanding flashed in Xu Xin's eyes.

In terms of strength and speed, Xu Qing was a High-level Fighter.

That was already very impressive for an ordinary person.

Of course, there was still one more test: his neural reaction speed. If he passed that as well, then Xu Qing would truly be a High-level Fighter.

"Xiao Qing, the last test is for neural reaction speed," Xu Xin said.

Testing neural reaction speed required more equipment. The machines would fire rubber bullets, and the person being tested had to dodge them within a certain area. The fewer times they were hit, the faster their neural reactions were.

Xu Qing stepped into a circle three meters across. Nozzles surrounded him. They would soon fire rubber bullets, and he had to dodge them without stepping outside the circle.

"Xiao Qing, get ready," Xu Xin reminded him, then flipped the switch.

First, red lines of light rose around the edge of the circle. Then Xu Xin looked at the row of buttons beside the testing machine. There were nine buttons in different colors.

The nine different-colored buttons represented different test intensities, ranging from Beginner Warrior all the way to High-level War God, across nine levels.

"This one is for the High-level Fighter test." Xu Xin looked at the red button.

However, she didn't choose the red button. Instead, she looked at the next one, which was yellow and represented the Beginner Warlord test intensity.

"This one will do." Xu Xin figured that Xu Qing's neural reaction speed was definitely above the Warrior level, then pressed the button.

"Th-th-th-th..."

As soon as she pressed it, the nozzles began firing rubber bullets one after another. They moved quickly, and the nozzles rotated, constantly changing direction, just like a Gatling gun.

Xu Xin looked into the red circle and saw Xu Qing strolling among the dense barrage of rubber bullets. Every single one passed right by him.

From outside, it looked as if Xu Qing was moving back and forth around the circle, almost like he was dancing. His steps were tiny but quick—so quick that Xu Xin could only make out a blurred figure.

"His coordination and balance are incredible." Xu Xin was amazed. Even the best dancers couldn't compare. And Xu Qing had never trained at all.

Watching Xu Qing stroll around so casually inside, still wearing that adorably vacant expression with no sign of nervousness, she couldn't help finding it a little funny.

"When will I ever get to see him nervous?" Xu Xin wondered.

If she remembered correctly, she had never seen Xu Qing nervous, not once, from childhood to the present. He always had that same adorably vacant expression, like a little goofball. He didn't even seem to know how to get angry.

A minute passed, and the testing machine stopped.

"He wasn't hit even once." Xu Xin drew a deep breath. She wasn't a Warrior, but even she could tell how impressive that result was.

It meant that Xu Qing's neural reaction speed had surpassed the Beginner Warlord level. It was at least Intermediate War General, and might even be approaching High-level War General.

After all, Xu Qing hadn't been hit even once during the test.

"Sister Xin." Xu Qing stepped out of the circle and came over to Xu Xin, not even out of breath or flushed, as if nothing had happened.

He had just perfectly passed a neural reaction speed test at the Beginner Warlord level, all within that small space.

"Xiao Qing, how did it feel?" Xu Xin asked with a smile.

Xu Qing blinked and thought for a moment before answering. "Mm, it felt pretty easy."

Xu Xin smiled at his answer. "I knew you'd say that."

"Then, Sister Xin, how strong am I?" Xu Qing looked at her curiously.

Xu Xin's expression grew a little more serious. "Based on your physical fitness, Xiao Qing, you're an excellent High-level Fighter. But if you unleash your full power, you can reach the Intermediate War General level."

"Fighter? War General?" Xu Qing looked a little confused. He still didn't know how the power levels of Warriors were ranked.

"Xiao Qing, among ordinary people, you're very strong. But among Warriors, you'd only be considered below average." Xu Xin tried putting it another way.

"I-I understand." Xu Qing nodded, grasping what she meant.

Then Xu Xin added, "There's no doubt about one thing: you're a genius Warrior. You can unleash War General-level strength. I don't know exactly how that should be classified, but, Xiao Qing, you really are amazing."

After saying that, Xu Xin smiled and pinched his cheek. She was proud of him—so proud to have a little brother like him.

"Mm-hmm." Seeing how happy Xu Xin was, Xu Qing smiled happily too, like a child whose older sister had praised him.

He still hadn't fully understood what Xu Xin meant. He didn't realize yet that he was a genius Warrior.

Seeing him smiling like a child, Xu Xin's eyes softened with affection.

Of the playmates she'd had as a child, why was Xu Qing the only one still by her side now? Because he was so genuine, without a trace of guile.

That didn't mean he was stupid, of course. Someone who consistently ranked among the top three in his grade could hardly be called stupid.

What Xu Xin liked about Xu Qing was that genuine quality, so she had always treated him like a little brother. And Xu Qing treated her like an older sister, listening to everything she said.