Fist Strength, Assessing His Own Power

It would have been strange if Su Yuan had looked shocked.

No matter how valuable these things were, could they compare to the system?

The system's value probably surpassed that of the entire Xia Nation.

And it was a growth-type system.

It could check his personal information and track his own progress at any time. How could these facilities compare?

"Impressive."

After looking around, Su Yuan offered those two words.

"My dad had this training room specially built for me."

"Su Yuan, if you want to train here, just let me know anytime."

After Lin Jie said that, Cheng Chi and Qin Ming both gave him surprised looks.

As far as they remembered, Lin Jie had never treated anyone from another class this way.

Even Li Xingyu had only been allowed to take a look. Lin Jie had never invited him to train here.

Could it be because of the strength and potential Su Yuan had displayed that afternoon?

Cheng Chi felt a little bitter. Standing beside Su Yuan, he somehow felt like nothing more than background scenery.

Thinking that, Cheng Chi silently put some distance between himself and Su Yuan, no longer standing beside him.

Su Yuan wanted to decline Lin Jie's kindness, but when he met his enthusiastic gaze, he could only say in the end,

"Thank you, Class Monitor Lin."

At the same time, Su Yuan found it a little strange.

Lin Jie was treating him far too well. He could tell from the traces of shock in Cheng Chi and Qin Ming's eyes.

Could Lin Jie be investing in him?

His family ran a martial arts school. Was he trying to recruit a promising prospect early?

Su Yuan thought to himself.

"Su Yuan, make yourself at home. I'll take Cheng Chi and Qin Ming to train first."

"Cheng Chi's progress is too slow. I'm going to put him through the wringer."

Lin Jie laughed loudly, then dragged Cheng Chi and Qin Ming toward the right.

There was a large arena over there.

"All right."

Su Yuan nodded with a smile.

Then he turned his gaze toward the row of testing equipment.

"No need to test my Blood Qi Value. But I should test my fist strength and speed."

Walking up to the fist-strength tester, Su Yuan took a deep breath, assumed a stance, and slammed his fist into it.

"156 kg!"

Immediately afterward, Su Yuan unleashed Thunderclap Fist. A thunderous blast struck the machine in an instant.

"386 kg!"

Cheng Chi and Qin Ming were fighting Lin Jie two against one, barely managing to deal with him.

The sudden boom instantly drew their attention.

Cheng Chi and Qin Ming's eyes widened. Though they were some distance away, they could still make out the number displayed on the fist-strength tester.

"Whoa, 386 kg?"

"How is Su Yuan's fist strength so high? My Blood Qi is 76.3, and my maximum fist strength is only 289 kg."

"Just how much Blood Qi does he have?"

Qin Ming stared into the distance in utter bewilderment. Even Lin Jie, whose fist was about to come down, abruptly stopped.

Surprise also filled Lin Jie's eyes. As for Cheng Chi beside Qin Ming, his eyes had already gone blank. He looked like he was sleepwalking and nearly stumbled.

When Zhang Yan said that Su Yuan had held back, Cheng Chi had already passed out.

So Cheng Chi had assumed that punch was Su Yuan's full strength.

But what was the reality?

It now seemed that afternoon's punch had not been anywhere near Su Yuan's full strength.

With 386 kg of force, if that punch had landed on Cheng Chi at close range, would he still be up and about?

"Interesting."

Lin Jie stared at the number on the fist-strength tester, and a hint of excitement actually appeared in his eyes.

Then Lin Jie jumped down from the arena and, under Cheng Chi and Qin Ming's gazes, walked straight to Su Yuan's side.

"I haven't tested my fist strength in a long time either."

"I'll give it a try too!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Yuan quickly stepped aside. For now, he was still no match for Lin Jie.

Lin Jie's expression became extremely serious. A red glow suddenly flickered over his fist, and scorching heat lingered through the air.

With a thunderous boom, Lin Jie's fist smashed into the fist-strength tester, making a sound far louder than Su Yuan's earlier strike.

At that moment, Cheng Chi and Qin Ming had also come to stand not far behind Lin Jie. They wanted to know how much fist strength their class monitor had now.

"456 kg!"

Seeing the number on the fist-strength tester, Cheng Chi and Qin Ming both sucked in sharp breaths.

Nearly half a ton of punching force—what kind of concept was that?

If that punch landed on someone's body, they probably would not be able to withstand the force at all.

That was only fist strength. Lin Jie's greatest strength was his spear technique.

The force behind his spear techniques far exceeded simple fist strength.

They were also more flexible, more precise, and better suited to delivering a fatal blow to an enemy.

"Not bad."

Lin Jie stared at the number on the machine with satisfaction.

Su Yuan said nothing. Looking at Lin Jie's fist-strength data, he thought to himself,

I used roughly eighty percent of my strength just now. After using a martial skill, my fist strength was close to 400 kg.

If I went all out, it would probably hover around 480 kg.

I don't know whether Lin Jie used his full strength, but his strongest skill isn't his fist technique. It's his spear technique.

If he used his spear technique, I probably wouldn't be his match.

Su Yuan quickly gained a clear understanding of his own strength. There was a gap between him and Lin Jie, but it was not large.

What he had not expected was that after being tempered by Cocoon-Breaking Power, he could grow to this extent so quickly.

Even more frightening was the feeling that some sort of power still lay hidden deep within him, not yet fully developed.

That feeling infinitely boosted his confidence.

At this rate of growth, Su Yuan believed that before long, the top three rankings at Qianshan No. 2 High School would change hands.

He wondered what the two people in First Class were like.

The people in First Class were extremely mysterious. They did not associate with the other four Elite Classes.

The principal had even built a separate martial arts training room for First Class and assigned them dedicated teachers.

Such treatment was enough to make anyone envious.

"Unfortunately, it's still too weak."

After his satisfaction faded, Lin Jie suddenly looked a little dejected.

Cheng Chi and Qin Ming, standing nearby, could not stop the corners of their mouths from twitching.

You called that too weak?

You ranked third among all the seniors at Qianshan No. 2 High School. And that was too weak?

Then what did that make us?

"You haven't encountered those two from First Class up close, so you don't know how terrifying they are."

After saying that, Lin Jie offered no further explanation.

He deliberately left them hanging.

Su Yuan remained unmoved.

No matter how strong those two from First Class were, he was confident he could catch up.

It was only a matter of time.

For the rest of the time, Lin Jie trained Cheng Chi and Qin Ming separately.

Meanwhile, Su Yuan trained Thunderclap Fist and the Concise Thunder Breathing Method by himself nearby.

There were also metal posts for training in this space. Repeatedly striking them with Thunderclap Fist produced better results.

Having something to hit and having nothing to hit were not the same.

[Breathing Method: Concise Thunder Breathing Method (29%)]

[Martial Skill: Thunderclap Fist (61%)]

Su Yuan became completely immersed in training, and the information on the panel kept changing.

There was plenty of space here, allowing Su Yuan to move freely.

Still, he remained cautious and did not use his full strength.

The fist-strength test just now had taught him the importance of hiding his abilities.

Two hours later.

"I can't do this anymore. I can't throw another punch."

Cheng Chi and Qin Ming collapsed to the ground at the same time, panting heavily with despair written all over their faces.

Lin Jie was like a tireless machine. He had trained the two of them by himself, yet he still had more than half his strength left.

Seeing this, Lin Jie moved to take something out of his pocket.

"No, no more drinks. We really can't fight anymore."

Lin Jie helplessly turned his gaze toward Su Yuan in the distance.

"Su Yuan, would you be willing to spar with me?"