Tang Wuling Takes Lin An's Hand and Asks, "Do We Need to Take Off Our Clothes?" Gu Yue Explodes: I'm Going to Kill This Bitch!

Gu Yue was the last to enter.

Before going in, she deliberately glanced at Tang Wuling.

For some inexplicable reason, Tang Wuling read a sentence from that look: Watch closely.

The numbers began to climb.

180.

230.

The faintly inscrutable look on Wei Xiaofeng's face gradually vanished.

260.

280.

It finally stopped steadily at 300.

Zhang Yangzi opened his mouth.

Wang Jinxi's pupils trembled.

Wei Xiaofeng was silent for a few seconds before speaking. "Numbers cannot represent all of someone's strength. A true powerhouse is not defined by numbers."

Gu Yue ignored him completely.

She strode out of the testing machine and, in front of everyone, walked up to Lin An. Raising a hand to hook under his chin, she said smugly, "Well? Little dragon girl, did my handsomeness stun you?"

Lin An expressionlessly slapped her hand away.

Had this stupid dragon been watching too many short videos lately?

She used to be perverted. Why had she become so greasy now?

At ten years old, how could she have such an overpowering greasy aura?

Wait... this mutt's real age did seem old enough to be his ancestor.

"Lin An."

Wu Zhangkong called his name.

Lin An walked in.

The numbers on the screen jumped.

800.

Zhang Yangzi began to frown.

900.

Wang Jinxi sat up straighter.

1000.

Wei Xiaofeng remained silent as he slowly lowered his hands.

1110.

The screen stopped.

Zhang Yangzi blurted out, "Is the machine broken?"

The staff restarted it.

1110.

They changed the probe.

1110.

Lin An walked out with a calm expression. Compared to himself, he was only slightly more stable.

Wei Xiaofeng stared at him for a long while before crossing his arms again. "As expected of my sworn rival."

Xie Xie glanced at him. "You got 230."

"So?"

"He got 1110."

"A powerhouse