"Next, Jin Chenghu, Warrior class. He'll take the Tier-One Martial Artist test."
The staff member called out the next name.
The muscular man in the tank top stepped forward and put his finger into the machine to have his blood vitality tested.
"Blood vitality: 11.321. Passed."
The staff member announced the result.
"Next is the combat power test. Give the machine a full-power strike. A score above 1,500 is a pass."
The muscular man in the tank top stood before the Combat Power Tester, took a deep breath, and struck a martial arts stance.
The others watched with interest.
"I bet he'll break 2,000."
"I think he'll get 2,500."
"Haah!"
The muscular man in the tank top let out a shout, having worked himself up to his peak. His right arm swelled, and he punched the machine with all his might.
3783.
"Oh."
"Not bad."
"He's got some skills."
The crowd praised him, and a smug smile spread across the muscular man's face.
The staff member said, "Your combat power score is sufficient. You've passed the Tier-One Martial Artist test. Here's your Tier-One Martial Artist Badge. You'll receive a monthly martial artist subsidy of 5,000 yuan."
"Now I can go into the Abyss and hunt ferocious beasts. The era of Jin Chenghu has arrived." The muscular man took the badge, brimming with pride.
The next person to be tested was a young woman.
She passed the blood vitality test, but failed the combat power test despite several attempts.
"How can this be? I got over 1,500 when I tested at the martial arts gym..." the young woman said, unwilling to accept it.
"Could something be wrong with the machine?"
Aisha walked over. "The Martial Artist Association's machines are the most accurate. If there's a problem, it must be with the machine at the gym you went to. Please come back another time. Next."
Some passed with beaming smiles, while others failed and shook their heads with a sigh.
"Next, Jing Yuan, Warrior class, LV9. He'll take the Tier-Two Martial Artist test."
The middle-aged man in line just ahead of Lin Qingyan stood up.
"Blood vitality: 103.232. Passed."
"Bang!"
"Combat power test: 21,432. Passed."
"Congratulations on becoming a Tier-Two Martial Artist. Here's your Tier-Two Martial Artist Badge. You'll receive a monthly martial artist subsidy of 10,000 yuan from the Martial Artist Guild," Aisha said with a smile.
The middle-aged man nodded and accepted the badge.
Everyone who had stayed to watch, including the muscular man in the tank top, looked at him with respect.
In their eyes, a Tier-Two Class-Transferred Warrior was already a strong fighter. A Warrior-class fighter could easily become a squad leader in the military. If he joined a guild or worked as a bodyguard for a wealthy person, he could earn at least 100,000 yuan a month.
"Next, Lin Qingyan, Healer. She'll take the Tier-One Martial Artist test. Please come forward."
Lin Qingyan opened her eyes, stood up, and walked forward.
Jiang Yuan was surprised when he heard the name.
Lin Qingyan, the school's most beautiful girl?
It was her.
Lin Qingyan came to the blood vitality testing machine and put her hand inside.
"Watch. There's no way she'll pass," the muscular man in the tank top said, folding his arms.
"Blood vitality: 12.838. Passed." Aisha looked surprised.
She hadn't expected anyone besides Jiang Yuan to become a martial artist at such a young age.
The crowd was stunned, too.
"Holy crap!"
"A blood vitality score close to 13? That's so high!"
"Who was just saying she wouldn't even reach 10?"
The muscular man, whose words had just been thrown back in his face, tried to save face, stubbornly doubling down. "That's nothing. She probably got it from taking supplements. Anyone can do that if they have money. A girl who transferred to a Healer class definitely won't have much combat power..."
As if to prove him wrong,
Lin Qingyan casually threw a punch.
Jiang Yuan's eyes lit up. He could tell that her striking technique was remarkably good.
The others didn't even see her move. They only heard a dull thud from the Combat Power Tester before a number appeared.
6932!
"Six... six thousand nine hundred and thirty-two?!" someone exclaimed in disbelief.
The others all sucked in a sharp breath.
"Hiss..."
"How is that possible..."
"Could the machine be broken?"
Aisha was just as shocked. She turned to Lin Qingyan and said, "C-could you try one more time?"
Lin Qingyan struck the machine again.
The result was still close to 7,000, with a margin of error under 10.
That proved the reading was accurate.
"Nearly 7,000 combat power? You think she got that from taking supplements?"
Someone glanced at the muscular man in the tank top, whose face had been slapped again and again.
He was completely dumbfounded, mouth hanging open, his jaw nearly hitting the ground.
He couldn't believe that this high school girl, who looked only sixteen or seventeen, had nearly twice his combat power!
"How can a Healer support class have such high combat power?" The crowd gaped in astonishment.
"That's incredible!"
Jing Yuan, the newly certified Tier-Two Martial Artist, marveled, "I never thought a genius like this could really exist..."
"Here's your Tier-One Martial Artist Badge."
"Mm."
Lin Qingyan accepted it from Aisha without a flicker of emotion. To her, this was nothing worth making a fuss over.
Lin Qingyan looked at Aisha. "I remember the Martial Artist Association has a rule that martial artists under eighteen can receive a 100,000-yuan reward."
"You mean the Genius Fund? That's right. Would you like to claim it now?"
"Mm."
"Please follow me."
Lin Qingyan went to take care of the paperwork. Jiang Yuan was the next person to step forward for testing.
"Could he pass, too?" a young man couldn't help asking.
"Not a chance. One genius is more than enough. There's no way two geniuses could show up back-to-back," the muscular man in the tank top said, forcing himself to sound confident.
"True enough."
"Test subject: Jiang Yuan. Assassin. Blood vitality: 24.322. Passed."
The staff member testing Jiang Yuan sounded stunned.
The room fell silent!
The muscular man in the tank top nearly fell off his chair.
Lin Qingyan couldn't help turning to look, too.
"Holy crap! Another one?!"
"24.322!!! That's ridiculously high!"
"Isn't that already LV2?"
"My goodness, how many supplements did he take?"
"Hiss..."
"Are all young people these days monsters?"
Everyone stared at Jiang Yuan in shock and disbelief.
It was one thing for a genius to appear once, but no one had expected them to show up one after another.
The muscular man was completely floored. He'd never imagined that the two high schoolers he'd looked down on would both have higher blood vitality than him!
The staff member's voice trembled. "P-please come over here for the combat power test."
Everyone watched Jiang Yuan walk up to the Combat Power Tester.
A man swallowed. "Do you think his combat power will be higher than that girl's?"
"Probably not... He's an Assassin, after all."
Everyone focused intently on him.
Jiang Yuan stood before the Combat Power Tester and threw an ordinary punch.
"Bang!"
The dull boom nearly sent the muscular man scrambling up from the floor.
The Combat Power Tester shuddered violently, then stopped and displayed a score.
"41,232."
Clatter!
A girl dropped the water glass in her hand, shattering it to pieces.
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