Martial Artist Assessment

Three days later.

Jiangnan Base City, Limits Dojo Yangzhou Branch.

Today was the day of the Quasi-Warrior Assessment, and Luo Feng arrived at the dojo early.

He wore a clean training outfit and looked composed. Three days of adaptation had given him complete control over his explosively increased strength. Now, he looked no different from before, but only he knew what terrifying power lay within his seemingly ordinary body.

More than twenty young people had already gathered in the assessment hall, all there to take the Quasi-Warrior Assessment. A few who knew Luo Feng showed looks of disdain when they saw him appear.

"Well, look who's here. Luo Feng? Your punching force was only 1,200 kilograms last time, barely enough to pass. Are you here to try your luck again?"

The speaker was a tall young man named Zhang Hao, another advanced trainee at the Yangzhou branch. He and Luo Feng had never gotten along.

Luo Feng gave him an indifferent glance and said nothing.

Angered by his attitude, Zhang Hao walked over and deliberately bumped Luo Feng's shoulder. "What? A few days of training and now you think no one else is worth looking at? Let me tell you, my punching force broke through 1,500 kilograms this time. Passing the Quasi-Warrior Assessment is a nail already hammered into the board. What about you? Can you even hit 1,300?"

Luo Feng continued to ignore him and walked straight toward the assessment area.

Zhang Hao stared darkly at his back and snorted. "What are you putting on airs for? Let's see how you embarrass yourself in a minute."

The assessment soon began.

The first event was the punching-force test. Candidates had to strike the force meter with all their strength, and a punching force of at least 900 kilograms was a passing score.

The first few candidates' results were ordinary, most hovering around 1,000 kilograms. When Zhang Hao's turn came, he took a deep breath, let out a roar, and blasted out a punch.

Bang!

The force meter displayed: 1523kg.

"Good!" The instructor in charge of the assessment nodded. "Zhang Hao, punching force of 1,523 kilograms. Excellent."

Zhang Hao looked around smugly. His gaze finally landed on Luo Feng, a provocative smile curling his lips.

"Next, Luo Feng."

Luo Feng walked up to the force meter and took his position.

Unlike the others, he did not gather his strength or shout. He simply raised his right fist naturally and swung it out with casual ease.

But the instant he threw that punch, a deep sonic boom actually sounded in the air!

Bang-!

The force meter shook violently, its numbers jumping wildly.

When the numbers finally stopped, the entire assessment hall fell into a deathly silence.

16200kg!

Sixteen thousand two hundred kilograms!

The instructor in charge of recording the results trembled so badly that he dropped his pen. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the force meter again, but the number remained unchanged.

"Th-this is impossible!" Zhang Hao's face turned deathly pale. "The force meter must be broken!"

The instructor hurried over and checked the force meter, confirming that nothing was wrong with it. He raised his head and looked at Luo Feng as though he were a monster. "What... what have you been eating lately?"

Luo Feng said calmly, "I met a good teacher."

The instructor fell silent for a few seconds, then picked up his pen and wrote a line on the record sheet with a trembling hand:

Luo Feng, punching force: 16200kg, Beyond War God-level standard.

In the speed test that followed, Luo Feng once again overturned everyone's understanding.

On the hundred-meter track, he clocked a speed of 89 meters per second, a figure that likewise far exceeded the Wargod standard (the Wargod speed standard was 60 meters per second or more).

As for the neural reaction test, Luo Feng passed the highest difficulty with even greater ease, without making a single mistake throughout.

All three tests were complete. Luo Feng's results were:

Punching force: 16200kg

Speed: 89m/s

Neural reaction: Perfect Level

This was no longer the level of a Quasi-Martial Artist, nor even that of a Wargod, but... a Beyond War God!

News soon spread throughout the Yangzhou branch, even reaching the upper ranks of the headquarters in Jiangnan Base City.

After the assessment, a middle-aged man in a black uniform sought Luo Feng out.

"Hello, Luo Feng. I'm Liu Yan, deputy chief instructor of the Limits Dojo Jiangnan Headquarters." The middle-aged man held out his hand, his manner exceedingly polite. "First, congratulations on passing the assessment with such outstanding results."

"Thank you." Luo Feng shook his hand.

"May I ask why your strength has suddenly improved so much?" Liu Yan asked tentatively. "As far as I know, your punching force was only around 1,200 kilograms a month ago."

Luo Feng had long since prepared an answer. "I met a senior who lives in seclusion. He taught me some special training methods."

"A senior who lives in seclusion?" Liu Yan's eyes lit up. "Can you tell me which senior?"

"Sorry, my teacher won't let me reveal his identity." Luo Feng shook his head.

Liu Yan was somewhat disappointed, but he did not press further. Reclusive experts like that had strange tempers, and it was perfectly normal for them not to want to be disturbed.

"Then... what are your plans now?" Liu Yan asked. "With your current strength, you're more than qualified to take the War God Assessment. If you're willing, the headquarters can make an exception and recommend you to take it directly."

Luo Feng thought for a moment and said, "I'd like to take the Martial Artist Combat Assessment first, one step at a time."

"That works too." Liu Yan nodded. "Keeping your feet on the ground is a good thing. Get ready, then. There's a Martial Artist Combat Assessment in three days. I'll sign you up."

"Thank you, Instructor Liu."

After leaving the dojo, Luo Feng walked home, his feelings still far from calm.

In just three days, he had gone from an ordinary Quasi-Martial Artist to a being who surpassed Wargods. It was all because of that mysterious teacher-Qin Yuan.

"Who exactly is my teacher...?" Luo Feng murmured to himself.

He recalled what Qin Yuan had said-a Universe Master. A being who stood at the very pinnacle of the entire universe. Why would someone of that level come all the way to Earth specifically to take him as a disciple? What was so special about him, Luo Feng?

For now, he could not find answers to those questions.

But he knew one thing: this was an opportunity that came once in a thousand years. No matter what Qin Yuan's purpose was, he had to seize this chance and become stronger!

Only by becoming stronger could he heal his brother's legs, give his parents a good life, and protect everything he wanted to protect in this world overrun by monsters.

After returning home, Luo Feng told his parents that he had passed the assessment. But he did not tell them his exact results, saying only that he had done well and passed without trouble. His parents were both delighted, and his mother, Gong Xinlan, prepared a whole table of dishes to celebrate.

During the meal, Luo Feng looked at his younger brother Luo Hua, who sat in a wheelchair, and a powerful longing surged in his heart.

Xiao Hua, wait for me, he said silently. It won't be long before I can get you back on your feet.