Quasi-Warrior Assessment

Yangzhou City, July 1st

The day of the Quasi-Warrior Assessment in the Devouring Starry Sky World.

"Luo Feng!" As Cao Bing entered the Limitless Martial Arts hall in Mingyue Residential Area, he spotted Luo Feng sitting inside at once.

"Brother Cao!" Luo Feng's eyes lit up when he heard Cao Bing's voice, and he hurriedly responded.

"Cao, you brat, you finally made it." Yang Wu, the lean man who had arrived earliest, was standing beside Luo Feng. "How come you can see Luo Feng but not your Brother Yang?"

"How could that be? I might fail to see anyone else, but I could never miss you, Brother Yang! You're so tall!" Cao Bing joked.

"You brat!" Yang Wu walked up and gave Cao Bing a punch. Martial Artists had always greeted each other roughly. "How's your preparation this time?"

"I definitely have no problem!" Cao Bing said confidently. "What about you two?"

"Madman is a sure thing this time! As for me, it depends on how I perform. Last time, I was just a little short on speed. What a pity!" Yang Wu said.

"Brother Yang will definitely be fine this time!" Cao Bing encouraged him. This lean man had always taken good care of Cao Bing and the others.

At a time like this, Cao Bing naturally had to give him more confidence.

"Quiet!" A cold shout rang out from the center of the lobby.

Including Cao Bing, there were nine people present. They all turned toward the voice and saw a middle-aged man in a loose training uniform standing in the middle.

"Come on, follow me upstairs. You'll be taking the Quasi-Warrior Assessment soon. Remember to behave yourselves once we're upstairs. An old friend of Yangzhou City's chief instructor is visiting today, so don't cause trouble." As he spoke, the middle-aged man swept his gaze over them.

"Yes!" They all answered. At a time like this, no one dared to object.

Moreover, Cao Bing could vaguely sense from the man's aura that he was definitely a genuine Martial Artist. As for what level he was, Cao Bing could not tell.

And in Yangzhou City, the only person who could be called chief instructor was the overall person in charge of Limitless Martial Arts in Yangzhou City—the hall's director, Wu Tong, an Intermediate Warrior General level expert.

And Wu Tong's friend should be that mysterious Mental Master.

After sweeping his gaze over them, the middle-aged man said nothing more and led them toward the elevator.

The elevator reached the sixth floor, and the nine of them followed the middle-aged Martial Artist into the enormous Martial Arts Arena.

More than a dozen people stood inside. One of them was Jiang Nian, the person Cao Bing and the others knew best—the head of the Yi'an District Limitless Martial Arts branch.

I wonder which one is that mysterious Mental Master. To be friends with an expert like Wu Tong, he must be at least a Warrior General level Mental Master himself, Cao Bing thought as he walked.

However, everyone here was an expert, so Cao Bing did not dare stare at them too closely. It would not be worth it if he offended them.

Luo Feng seemed to think the same way. After glancing at the experts, he quietly lowered his gaze.

Yang Wu, on the other hand, despite being much older than them, looked like an inexperienced youngster, staring excitedly at Wu Tong and the others.

"Prepare for the test," ordered a middle-aged man with long hair draped over his shoulders.

Cao Bing immediately realized that this middle-aged man was Wu Tong, the chief instructor of Limitless Martial Arts in Yangzhou City.

"Come one at a time. Give me your IDs first." The middle-aged Martial Artist who had brought Luo Feng, Cao Bing, and the other nine upstairs collected their IDs and handed them directly to Chief Instructor Wu Tong. Smiling, he said, "Chief, we have quite a few today. Nine of them."

"Mm." Wu Tong casually took out an ID card and swiped it over a device that had been turned on nearby.

"Beep."

A crystal-clear, almost transparent screen popped up from the device, displaying a large amount of personal information. Cao Bing curiously leaned over to examine the machine, only to find that aside from being larger and more advanced than the one at the Yi'an District Limitless Martial Arts branch, it was not much different. He soon lost interest.

"First, Tong Guan."

A bearded man was the first to step forward. His punch strength test result was quite good.

The second person was Luo Feng.

Ever since he had collapsed during the college entrance examination, the kid had improved by leaps and bounds. A simple test naturally could not stump him. With one punch, he easily surpassed one thousand kilograms.

"Third, Cao Bing!"

At Wu Tong's call, it was finally Cao Bing's turn after waiting nearby.

"Go for it, Brother Cao!" Luo Feng had just finished his test and encouraged him as Cao Bing stepped forward.

"Don't worry!" Cao Bing took a deep breath. He had prepared for this day for a full three years. To say he was not nervous would be a lie.

Standing firmly before the punching target, Cao Bing lowered his body, bent his legs slightly, and forcefully pushed off with his feet. His body twisted slightly as tremendous power burst from his waist and hips, his entire body drawn taut like a powerful bow.

Bang!

His fist exploded forward like a cannonball and slammed heavily into the target.

"1126 kg."

Beautiful! Cao Bing shouted inwardly, unable to hide the joy on his face.

"Haha, Old Jiang, Yi'an District is about to prosper. Two promising talents in a single year. The previous one was already good, but this one seems even better." Chief Instructor Wu Tong laughed heartily and happily patted Jiang Nian on the shoulder.

"Not at all, not at all. These youngsters have simply worked hard!"

Jiang Nian was even more delighted, unable to conceal his happiness. He had thought having Luo Feng was already good enough, but Cao Bing had given him another pleasant surprise.

Of course, he had valued Cao Bing before as well. After all, Cao Bing was one of the few young advanced students in his martial arts hall. It was just that Cao Bing had devoted himself entirely to training over the past two months and had not shown Jiang Nian his true strength.

"Pass. You're not bad either, kid. Don't disappoint us in the next tests," Wu Tong said again.

"Thank you for the praise, Chief Instructor." Cao Bing calmed himself and hurriedly replied respectfully.

"Well done, Brother Cao," Luo Feng said.

"You're impressive too."

The remaining six people then completed the punch strength test one after another. Just as in the original story, one person was eliminated.

Then came the speed test. Luo Feng performed as brilliantly as ever, and his speed of 28.6 meters per second earned praise from all the Martial Artists present.

Cao Bing was slightly slower than Luo Feng at 28.2 meters per second, but that did not stop Wu Tong and the others from looking at him with satisfaction.

As for Yang Wu, perhaps due to the butterfly effect, he nearly failed the speed test. At 25.0 meters per second, he barely passed right on the line. Yet the guy still grinned like an idiot.

If not for so many instructors watching, he probably would have jumped up on the spot. After all, speed had always been his weakness.

Cao Bing and Luo Feng naturally offered their praise at the right time.

Next came the final test: neural reaction.