Martial Arts Space?

Li Qingshan took a deep breath, stepped out of the line, and stopped before the Light Wall.

After daydreaming for so long, he found himself calm when the moment finally arrived.

Did the "Eleventh Order of Body Forging" truly exist? He would know after the test!

The thought flashed through his mind as he stomped down hard with his right foot.

With a muffled bang, he shot forward like a bolt of thunder.

Power poured freely from his legs, while the wind howled past his ears.

But now was not the time to run wild.

In just a few strides, the Light Wall ahead was already within reach.

Li Qingshan planted one foot and forcibly halted his forward momentum, twisting on the ball of his foot.

Strength rose from the ground, through his legs, past his waist and hips, then turned along his spine!

In an instant, he spun around and burst forward again.

He had no experience with this sort of shuttle-run test,

but whether it was Yu Lei's perfect demonstration or the countless wrong demonstrations from his classmates, it was enough for Li Qingshan to understand, learn, and master it!

His figure darted swiftly between the Light Walls, and every turn became more precise.

In the blink of an eye, he completed ten shuttles.

All the students craned their necks toward the Light Wall on the left.

They could not estimate Li Qingshan's exact score, but even to the naked eye—

Fast! So fast! Incredibly fast!

Just then,

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Explosive booms erupted one after another.

Everyone looked over in astonishment. It turned out that after finishing the speed test, Li Qingshan had not paused for even a moment and had rushed straight to the Punch Force Tester.

In the blink of an eye, he had thrown all ten punches.

Li Qingshan exhaled heavily. Every pore across his body opened, white vapor rose from him, and sweat suddenly beaded across his forehead.

He wiped his right hand across it, scattering droplets of sweat.

Li Qingshan looked up at the screen above.

Punch force: 260 kg

He had not even had time to check the speed test result just now,

but there was no need for him to look.

"Brother Shan, you're awesome! I knew you'd be the strongest!"

Zhao Hongzhou shouted excitedly, his voice echoing through the Gymnasium.

The surrounding students could not contain their excitement either.

"Speed: 11.3 meters per second. Punch force: 260 kilograms. Another Body Tempering First Level."

"Not just Body Tempering First Level—Li Qingshan is first in the class!"

"There are three at the Body Tempering First Level. Whether in speed or strength, Li Qingshan beats Liang Mingyu and Hong Qian. He is unquestionably first in the class!"

The noisy discussion reached his ears, but Li Qingshan automatically filtered it out.

He did not care about beating Liang Mingyu and Hong Qian, or being first in the class.

There was only one thing Li Qingshan cared about.

His speed and strength had truly crossed the threshold. He was a genuine Body Tempering First Level!

Which meant...

Li Qingshan glanced at the Status Panel, his expression exhilarated.

There was no way the Progress Bar could be wrong.

Since 9/100 was Body Tempering First Level, then Body Tempering Tenth Level would be 90/100, leaving ten percent of the Progress Bar unfilled.

The Eleventh Order of Body Forging really existed!

Li Qingshan took several deep breaths and walked back.

By the time he reached the line, his excitement had already subsided, and his expression had returned to calm.

Now that it had been confirmed, there was no need to dwell on it.

The final ten percent was something to consider only after reaching Body Tempering Tenth Level.

The discussion ahead was loud, all about him being "first in the class," and quite a few people took the initiative to greet him.

Wan Keshan stood at the front of the line, his eyes fixed on him as well.

But Li Qingshan knew Wan Keshan's twisted sense of humor all too well, and with Liang Mingyu's experience as a warning, he did not pause in the slightest, simply brushing past him.

"Not bad!"

Wan Keshan's voice suddenly rang out, overwhelming the surrounding chatter.

Everyone fell silent of their own accord and looked at Wan Keshan in surprise.

From Yu Lei, the very first student, all the way to Liang Mingyu and Hong Qian, the two Body Tempering First Levels, Wan Keshan had not said a single word, let alone offered any comments.

Why had he suddenly spoken now?

Was it because Li Qingshan was first in the class?

Li Qingshan turned around in equal surprise and looked at Wan Keshan.

When he truly saw a trace of approval on the man's face, his confusion only deepened.

From what he knew of Wan Keshan, the man should not have praised him aloud over such a result.

Amid the crowd, Liang Mingyu's brows furrowed, and his face darkened.

This was exactly what he had wanted before.

He had clearly been the first Body Tempering First Level. Li Qingshan's results were only a tiny bit higher than his, so why did Li Qingshan receive Wan Keshan's special regard?

"That's obviously treating people differently!"

Liu Jingya muttered as she held Liang Mingyu's arm.

Suddenly, an icy gaze swept over them, almost tangible.

Liang Mingyu and Liu Jingya's breaths caught, their faces turning pale.

"Heh heh!"

The corner of Wan Keshan's mouth lifted as he swept his gaze across the room. His booming voice echoed through the Gymnasium.

"In this Placement Test, only in Li Qingshan did I see even a sliver of possibility to go to New Continent!"

As soon as the words fell, the crowd erupted.

The Martial Arts Class was their last ticket to New Continent.

Although they all knew it would be difficult, they had never imagined it would be this outrageous.

Even Li Qingshan, first in the class, had only a sliver of a chance?

For a moment, everyone present found it hard to believe.

Liang Mingyu and Hong Qian clenched their fists even tighter, unable to accept it.

Yu Lei's gaze remained fixed on Li Qingshan, her expression unreadable.

Does she know why?

Li Qingshan was bewildered by her stare. He also had no idea how Wan Keshan had reached that conclusion.

But that was not important.

What did a sliver of a chance matter?

With the Status Panel, his goal had never been merely New Continent!

What he wanted was the Starry Sea!

"I know it's hard for you to believe. After you get through my first lesson, I'll naturally tell you why."

Wan Keshan tapped twice on his Communicator, then folded his arms and said meaningfully,

"Of course, that is assuming you can seize the opportunity!"

An opportunity?

Everyone was stunned.

But someone soon recalled the first thing Wan Keshan had said after introducing himself.

"If there's an opportunity, then for the next year, I'll be your Martial Arts Teacher."

Li Qingshan considered the words carefully and came to an understanding.

This "opportunity" did not refer to Wan Keshan, but to students like them.

So Wan Keshan really was going to kick people out?

Rumble—rumble—

Under everyone's curious gazes, a square crate was pushed into the Gymnasium.

The crate was enormous, each side measuring a full two meters, and it was tightly covered by a black cloth.

The young man pushing the cart was tall and powerfully built, clearly an upperclassman from the Martial Arts Class.

Wan Keshan walked to the center of the Gymnasium and shut down the Light Wall.

After the young man pushed the crate over to him, Wan Keshan waved for him to leave.

"Enter the Martial Arts Class, get into New Continent Martial Arts University, and go to New Continent to witness the true Interstellar Era."

Wan Keshan paced slowly, sighing softly.

"What a wonderful vision!"

"But..." Wan Keshan abruptly changed his tone, his eyes blazing.

"The Starry Sky has never been synonymous with beauty!"

"The universe is vast. Besides humanity, there are countless Alien Races, Fierce Beasts, and unfathomable Terrifying Evil Gods."

"Of course, you have learned all this from your textbooks before."

"But I want to ask you..."

Wan Keshan stopped walking and faced the students, his voice low.

"Do you truly dare to raise your blades against them?"

All the students fell silent, their eyes fixed on the covered crate.

Vaguely, they had already guessed what lay beneath the black cloth.

The black cloth was violently ripped away, revealing the thing inside.

No, it was not a crate. It was an Alloy Iron Cage.

A Chopping Knife lay across the cage, its spine thick and its edge sharp.

Inside the cage was a Wolf-Shaped Fierce Beast, its massive body nearly filling the entire enclosure.

The Fierce Beast had no fur. Beneath its dark-red skin, blood vessels wound and writhed.

Its four sharp canine fangs interlocked above and below, gleaming with cold light.

All four of the Fierce Beast's limbs were fixed to the steel plate at the bottom of the cage. A Steel Ring encircled its neck, and an Iron Chain connected the ring to the bars overhead.

The Fierce Beast's eyes were shut tight, and it did not move at all, like a Statue.

Even so, facing a Fierce Beast for the first time still made quite a few students instinctively step back.

And as the crowd retreated,

one figure suddenly stepped forward, standing out sharply.

Wan Keshan looked over in surprise.

Li Qingshan withdrew his foot, his face expressionless.

His back prickled as though stabbed by needles. He could feel countless gazes converging on him.

But Li Qingshan paid them no mind, his eyes locked on the final line of the Status Panel.

[Function: Martial Arts Space] (Locked)

At the very moment the black cloth was pulled away,

that line of text suddenly flickered.