Peak Fist Strength! Breaking Records!

"How is it? Not bad, right? 🐻💥 🐜✌"

Liu Wentao asked with a grin.

"It really is pretty good." Xu Jingming did not deny it.

Whether in figure or looks, this girl was far superior to the internet celebrities filtered by beauty apps in his previous life.

"But aren't you known as the Know-it-all? Do you know who she is?"

Xu Jingming teased Liu Wentao about his Know-it-all nickname, not expecting him to actually have an answer.

To his surprise, Liu Wentao puffed out his chest again and said proudly,

"Of course I know. Her name is Song Qiuyun. She's First-Order High-Rank and has a Natural Light-Type A-Rank Ability."

"Oh? Not bad."

Xu Jingming was somewhat surprised.

It seemed Liu Wentao's self-proclaimed Know-it-all nickname was not entirely boastful.

"Of course. Song Qiuyun is from Sichuan Province too.

"She scored over nine thousand points on this year's college entrance examination. She's Sichuan Province's Provincial Top Scorer!"

Liu Wentao replied with a playful grin.

In fact, even before the Martial Arts College Entrance Examination, Song Qiuyun had gained some fame in Rong City, the provincial capital of Sichuan Province, thanks to her stunning looks and figure, as well as her formidable strength.

"Hm?"

Elsewhere, Song Qiuyun, who was walking with her friends, suddenly stopped.

Her A-Rank Natural Light-Type ability was called Dawn Light. Besides granting her considerable destructive power,

it also gave her an exceptionally keen sense of perception.

It was precisely this perception that had allowed her to avoid areas where dangerous ferocious beasts gathered during the Martial Arts College Entrance Examination.

Just now, she had seemed to sense a terrifying gaze, like that of a ferocious beast.

The gaze did not seem malicious, yet it carried an overwhelming pressure.

It came quickly and vanished just as quickly.

However, Song Qiuyun still keenly discovered the source of that gaze: the somewhat tall figure not far ahead.

"How could a mere human give off an aura similar to that of a ferocious beast?"

Song Qiuyun's delicate brows furrowed slightly as she failed to make sense of it.

In the end, she could only attribute it to her imagination.

Still, Xu Jingming's tall figure quietly left a faint impression in her heart.

Thunder Martial Hall in Jiangcheng served the city's population of over a million.

The Thunder Martial Hall at Modu Metahuman University only needed to serve the university's ten thousand or so faculty and students.

Yet the Thunder Martial Hall here was even larger than the one in Jiangcheng!

Across from Thunder Martial Hall stood Violent Bear Martial Hall, also six or seven stories tall, crouching there like a massive beast.

"I have to admit, Modu Metahuman University has taken the construction of these supporting facilities to the extreme."

After expressing his admiration, Xu Jingming and Liu Wentao walked into Thunder Martial Hall.

The first floor of Thunder Martial Hall was a spacious lobby, with a reception desk at the very front.

There were also sofas around the area for resting. At the moment, people who had finished training were sitting on them, drinking beverages, resting, and chatting.

"Welcome to Thunder Martial Hall. What can I do for you two?"

A Female Server in a short skirt warmly approached them.

"We'd like a Training Room with a strength tester."

Xu Jingming replied.

Thunder Martial Hall was only free to high school students. University students still had to pay membership fees.

Like Violent Bear Martial Hall, the fee was one hundred thousand Great Xia Coin per year.

However, Modu Metahuman University paid the membership fees for its students every year.

Therefore, all the facilities in the martial hall were free for them to use.

"The Training Rooms are on the third floor. Please follow me."

The staff member gave them a sweet smile and led the way, with Xu Jingming and Liu Wentao following behind.

Thunder Martial Hall treated every guest with such enthusiasm.

They could choose to accept or decline it.

Since it was his first time at Modu Metahuman University's martial hall and he was unfamiliar with the layout, Xu Jingming chose to let her lead the way.

"Ding-dong~~ The third floor has arrived."

As the pleasant announcement sounded, the elevator doors opened.

What came into view was a spacious hall.

There were many people in the hall, though most of them looked rather strange.

Some had flames rising all over their bodies, some were two or three meters tall, and some had even transformed their bodies and limbs into those of some animal.

Along with that came a cacophony of noise:

"Ha ha, I've finally mastered my C-Rank Battle Technique, Yang Extreme Flames!"

"Heh, so what if you mastered it? You still can't break through my Metallic Skin."

"You're all trash! With my Triple Gigantification, I can slap every one of you onto the wall!"

"..."

These people seemed to be training. Those who knew each other would occasionally bicker and challenge one another.

"This is our public Training Room. It can accommodate three hundred people training at the same time."

"The entire hall is forged from C-grade Alloy mixed with Memory Metal, so there's no need to worry about abilities or Battle Techniques causing damage."

"Of course, if you find it too noisy, you can also choose a private Training Room."

The staff member explained.

Xu Jingming was not too surprised by this.

Thunder Martial Hall in Jiangcheng also had public training halls like this.

The atmosphere in a public training hall was better. With so many people around training, one would be less likely to slack off.

Many people with poor self-discipline chose to train in public training halls.

Furthermore, when someone successfully mastered a Battle Technique, the cheers from those around them gave a strong sense of accomplishment.

The downside, however, was that others would also learn about one's Battle Techniques and training results.

"Fine, let's stay here."

Xu Jingming had originally planned to use a private Training Room, but since his roommate was with him, he chose the public Training Room instead.

"Certainly. Please follow me."

The staff member led the two of them into the hall.

Almost everyone who could enter Modu Metahuman University was a Metahuman.

Thus, as they made their way through the hall, they could frequently feel the powerful energy fluctuations produced by other Metahumans testing their Battle Techniques.

"Good grief, are these guys competing to see who's stronger? Each one is causing a bigger commotion than the last."

Feeling the floor beneath his feet tremble, Liu Wentao could not help complaining.

As a Mental Type Metahuman, he naturally could not create such a spectacle.

Meanwhile, Xu Jingming's attention was drawn to the five pillars standing in the center of the hall.

The pillars were densely covered with names, each followed by a string of numbers.

The first three names on each pillar were especially large and shone with golden light, making them exceptionally conspicuous.

"These are our Fist Strength Challenge Rankings. There are five lists in total, corresponding to Metahumans from the first through fifth order."

"Would you two like to give it a try? Entering the top three thousand earns you fifty academic credits."

The staff member beside them explained with a smile.

"You get a reward just for making the top three thousand? Isn't that easy?"

Liu Wentao immediately became interested.

After all, Modu Metahuman University only had a little over four thousand students in total.

"You only need to swipe your student ID on the pillar to begin the challenge. However, abilities and Battle Techniques are not permitted during the fist strength challenge. Using them counts as a violation."

"Alright. A-Ming, wait here. I'll give it a try."

Liu Wentao nodded and walked straight into the center of the hall.

He then swiped his student ID over the sensor on the first pillar.

"Welcome, Liu Wentao, student number 203701256, has begun the Fist Strength Challenge! Everyone, please cheer for him!"

As though some switch had been triggered, an excited announcer's voice rang through the entire hall.

Then, beams of spotlights shone down on Liu Wentao.

Everyone in the hall was drawn to the scene and instinctively looked over.

"Oh, someone started the Fist Strength Challenge!"

"Ha ha, judging by his aura, he's only First-Order Mid-Rank. He seems to be a freshman."

"Heh heh, this should be entertaining."

"..."

Quite a few upperclassmen in the hall looked at the figure in the center with malicious amusement.

Liu Wentao, standing in the middle, was utterly dumbfounded. He had not expected starting the challenge to cause such a huge fuss!

But at this point, there was no way he could back down.

He took a deep breath, gathered all the strength in his body, and threw a full-force punch at the target in front of him!

Bang!

The target gave a dull thud, then swayed violently back and forth.

"Hoo—"

Liu Wentao slowly exhaled a breath of stale air. He was quite satisfied with that punch.

Getting into the top three thousand should not be a problem.

"Fist strength: 476 kilograms! An excellent performance."

The voice sounded again, enthusiastically announcing the power of the strike before adding in a somewhat dejected tone,

"However, unfortunately, your fist strength ranks below one hundred thousand."

"Below... below one hundred thousand?"

Liu Wentao was utterly stunned. Did Modu Metahuman University not have only a little over four thousand students?

But he quickly realized that the rankings did not merely include current students; they also included students from previous years!

Modu Metahuman University had been established for over a century and admitted more than a thousand students every year.

Accumulated over time, that naturally amounted to more than a hundred thousand students!

"What a scam! No wonder everyone was staring at me. They were waiting to laugh at me."

Only then did Liu Wentao understand. His cheeks burned as he hurriedly slunk back down.

"Below one hundred thousand? I'm dying. Even when I was a freshman, I didn't rank that low."

"Look at that kid. His face is as red as a monkey's butt. He must be a freshman."

"..."

The entire training hall erupted into cheerful chatter because of Liu Wentao's performance.

"A-Ming, do you want to go up and try? You'll definitely do better than me."

Unable to bear the comments any longer, Liu Wentao hurriedly urged Xu Jingming beside him.

It was better for two people to embarrass themselves than one, right?

"Alright, I'll give it a try too."

Xu Jingming did not refuse.

He had come here to test his physical strength in the first place, and fist strength was part of physical strength.

Besides, he wanted to see where his current strength would rank among all the geniuses gathered by Modu Metahuman University since its founding.

"Welcome, Xu Jingming, student number 203701204, has begun the Fist Strength Challenge! Everyone, please cheer for him!"

When Xu Jingming swiped his student ID, the same excited voice rang out again.

"Huh, someone else started the challenge."

"He seems to be the companion of that guy from earlier."

"Tsk, this one's even weaker. He looks like he's only First-Order Low-Rank."

"First-Order Low-Rank? It'd be impressive if his fist strength even reaches four hundred kilograms."

"..."

Unsurprisingly, the spectators did not think highly of Xu Jingming, who was only First-Order Low-Rank.

Yet Xu Jingming himself was completely unaffected. He took a deep breath.

Then, Xu Jingming pushed all the Qi-Blood in his body to its absolute limit!

He steadied his stance, exerted force through his waist, and twisted his arm with the power generated from his waist.

Using that force, his fist shot out like a powerful arrow loosed from a bow, becoming a black blur as it smashed viciously into the target before him.

Bang!!

A deafening sound, like a heavy hammer crashing down, exploded through the hall. Immediately afterward came the excited cheer:

"Fist strength: 4,589 kilograms! Peak fist strength! Congratulations, you've broken the record!"