Testing Combat Power, the Rapidly Rising Numbers

"Lingxi, show these people from Jiangcheng Middle School something that will shock them."

As Wang Lingxi stepped onto the platform, Lu Lenglan, the teacher within her body, spoke as well.

Wang Lingxi's combat power had already reached 30,000.

Combat power like that was sure to make the jaws of the people in Jiangcheng Middle School's square drop.

After Wang Lingxi and the other students reached the testing platform, they stared straight at the combat power testing machines in front of them.

Suddenly, Wang Lingxi raised her hand.

Then she struck the testing machine in front of her with her palm.

Bang!

When her fist struck the testing machine, Wang Lingxi's combat power appeared on the screen.

30,050.

The proctor's pupils rapidly contracted as he looked at the combat power reading Wang Lingxi had produced.

He never could have imagined that Wang Lingxi would produce such a high reading.

Was this real?

The proctor blinked, then opened his eyes again.

The combat power reading on the machine's screen remained unchanged.

That meant the reading Wang Lingxi had produced was real.

"Lu Jie, 1,990 combat power."

"Wang Wenzheng, 1,220 combat power."

"Liu Yu, 1,120 combat power."

"..."

"Wang Lingxi..."

When the proctor read Wang Lingxi's name, the hearts of everyone in Jiangcheng Middle School's square leaped into their throats.

They knew the combat power Wang Lingxi had produced was bound to be astonishing.

But just how astonishing it would be remained to be seen.

Everyone in Jiangcheng Middle School's square looked at the proctor.

Feeling all those expectant gazes on him, the proctor continued:

"Wang Lingxi, 30,020 combat power."

An uproar erupted!!

Everyone in the square burst into an uproar the instant they heard the proctor's words.

To the people in the square, Wang Lingxi's terrifying test result was a bolt from the blue.

That was 30,000 combat power!

A Junior Martial Master?

Wang Lingxi was actually a Junior Martial Master?

At first, everyone in the square had thought Wang Lingxi was probably at the Martial Artist level.

Even at the Martial Artist level, she would have been one of the best among Jiangcheng's younger generation.

But if she was a Junior Martial Master, that was far too terrifying.

When Wu Chen saw Wang Lingxi's high test result, he stumbled back several steps, his eyes bulging as though he had seen a ghost.

He had wanted to pursue Wang Lingxi before because he had thought that even if there was a gap between them, it would not be particularly large.

And since he was fairly good-looking, he thought he should have a chance.

But he never could have imagined that Wang Lingxi's combat power would be so astonishing.

Ye Sheng, the head of the Ye Family, was also deeply shaken when he saw Wang Lingxi's astonishing test result.

He thought to himself that it was a good thing Wang Lingxi had not pursued the matter after Ye Nan had drunkenly pinned Ye Nan against a wall.

Otherwise, given Wang Lingxi's terrifying background, it would have been a calamity that drowned the Ye Family.

When City Lord Sun Wu saw Wang Lingxi's test result, he could not help sighing.

He thought how good it would have been if Wang Lingxi were from Jiangcheng; then everything could have been resolved as easily as a blade splitting bamboo.

But even though she was not from Jiangcheng, he still had to ask her afterward whether she would be willing to lend Jiangcheng a hand.

Wang Lingxi had known she could produce a reading that high, so there was little change in her pretty face.

After she stepped down from the testing platform, Lu Lenglan, the teacher within her body, smiled faintly:

"Lingxi, look at these people. They really haven't seen much of the world. If they knew how terrifying your future achievements would be, I wonder how shocked they would be."

Wang Lingxi smiled as she listened to her teacher Lu Lenglan.

She was really looking forward to the future.

After another batch of students was tested,

it was time for the last batch.

As it happened,

Ye Nan was the only student left in the final batch.

Under the gazes of everyone in the square, Ye Nan walked toward the testing platform.

The Wu Family, the Ye Family, the Alchemist Alliance, and the school's higher-ups.

They were all looking forward to it.

The Ye Family was less expectant, since they only knew that Ye Nan's talent for alchemy was terrifying, while his martial arts talent was very ordinary.

When the students in the square saw that Ye Nan was the last student, they all began discussing him.

"Ye Nan's practically become the talk of our school lately. I'd like to see whether there's actually anything special about him."

"I want to see that too. I don't want Wu Chen and Wang Lingxi to have sought Ye Nan out for no reason."

"Maybe Ye Nan's a genius hidden away in our school. Maybe the combat power he produces will make our jaws drop."

"Oh, come on. Where would this world get so many geniuses? I don't believe Ye Nan's a genius."

Some of the students in the square thought Ye Nan was a genius hidden among their students.

Other students thought Ye Nan was just plain trash.

Under everyone's gaze, Ye Nan reached the testing platform.

Once on the platform, Ye Nan looked calmly at the combat power testing machine in front of him.

He knew that after this punch, the people in the school square would surely be shocked beyond measure.

"Go ahead and take the test."

Seeing that Ye Nan had not started, the proctor assumed he was under too much pressure and spoke in a gentle tone.

Hearing the proctor's words, Ye Nan stared straight at the combat power testing machine in front of him.

Then he raised his fist.

An intense aura enveloped his entire body.

He had slain so many vicious beasts in West Town that a trace of killing intent had wound itself around his fist.

Bang!

He unleashed a punch.

It sounded almost like a sonic boom.

After his fist struck the combat power testing machine, the reading on its screen began to climb rapidly.

38,000!

42,000!

46,000!

52,000!

Since Ye Nan was the only examinee left, the proctor had kept his eyes on the testing machine in front of him.

But after the reading on the machine's screen jumped to 52,000,

the proctor could not help shouting:

"52,000!"

When everyone in the square heard the proctor, their heads buzzed, and they felt as though thousands of planes were flying overhead.

52,000?

52,000 combat power?

Before anyone in the square could recover,

the proctor cried out again:

"It's at 60,000 combat power!"

This time, everyone in the square heard him clearly. They were tongue-tied and utterly shocked.

60,000 combat power?

That exceeded the base combat power of an Intermediate Martial Master.

Ye Nan was an Intermediate Martial Master?

"Holy shit, the combat power testing machine must be broken, right?"

Some students looked at one another, bewildered and at a loss.

Wu Chen, the school's higher-ups, and Ye Nan's homeroom teacher Mao Qiang all stood frozen in place like wooden or clay statues.

Even Ye Nan's dormmates were stunned silly, unable to utter a single word.