The atmosphere in the training hall immediately turned serious and formal.
A moment later, the young woman responsible for checking the equipment looked up and reported to Zhuge Tao:
"Director, all the equipment has been calibrated. Its precision meets the highest testing standards. We can begin."
Zhuge Tao took a deep breath, looked at Luo Feng, and said in a grave voice:
"Luo Feng, let's begin. First, the punch strength test."
Everyone's eyes instantly focused on Luo Feng.
Luo Feng walked up to the Punch Strength Tester and stood before it.
Instead of punching immediately, he slowly regulated his breathing and felt the power coursing through his body.
In that moment, the despair of the past three months flashed through his mind.
The inhuman pain of the previous night flashed through his mind as well, along with the concerned looks on the faces of his family and teammates.
The next moment, he moved!
His seemingly relaxed body instantly tensed, his waist and hips driving forward.
His spine twisted like a great dragon, power rising from the soles of his feet and finally gathering in his right fist!
"Boom!"
A tremendous sound, muffled like a beating drum yet sharp as an explosion of air, erupted in the training hall!
Luo Feng's fist seemed to turn into a blurry afterimage as it slammed into the very center of the target!
The target shook violently, making the entire tester sway slightly!
"Beep!"
A crisp alert sounded.
Immediately afterward, the numbers on the Punch Strength Tester's enormous display jumped wildly before finally settling.
23800 kg!
Seeing the number, Luo Feng remained calm and merely let out a slow breath.
When his strength had soared the previous night, he had already vaguely sensed it.
His strength was definitely far beyond that of an ordinary Intermediate War General.
He might even have touched the threshold of an Advanced Warlord.
23800 kg was within his expectations.
But in the training hall, everyone except Luo Feng himself instantly turned to stone!
The four inspectors in white suits, who had worn serious, businesslike expressions just moments ago.
Now all stared wide-eyed, their faces full of incredulous shock!
They had overseen countless martial artist tests and seen plenty of geniuses.
But an eighteen-year-old young man delivering a punch with more than twenty-three thousand kilograms of force?
This was no mere recovery!
It was a leap forward!
Zhuge Tao's pupils contracted sharply, and his professional smile froze completely.
In its place came utter astonishment and wild delight!
"How is that possible?"
Zhuge Tao cried out, unable to maintain his usual composure any longer.
He knew all too well what that number meant!
Under the martial artist standards, the punch strength threshold for a Junior War General was 8,000 kilograms.
The threshold for a Mid-Level Warlord was 16,000 kilograms.
The threshold for a High-Tier Warlord was 32,000 kilograms.
Luo Feng's punch had already brought him very close to an Advanced Warlord!
And Luo Feng was only eighteen!
Even if he were exceptionally gifted and cultivated step by step.
Reaching the level of an Intermediate War General at eighteen would have been a miracle.
Zhuge Tao's heart pounded wildly as he looked at Luo Feng, who stood calmly before the tester, his gaze growing intensely fervent.
Could this kid have found a blessing in disguise?
Had he come across some unimaginable great opportunity?
No matter what, a monster of eighteen, with punch strength approaching that of an Advanced Warlord, had appeared!
Right under his, Zhuge Tao's, nose!
"Good! Good! Good!"
Zhuge Tao said "good" three times in succession, the shock on his face quickly replaced by immense joy.
He strode up to Luo Feng and patted him hard on the shoulder, his voice filled with excitement.
"Luo Feng! You've given me the surprise of a lifetime! No, a fright! Haha!"
He took several deep breaths and managed to calm his surging emotions somewhat, but the light in his eyes only grew brighter:
"Continue the tests! The speed test! The neural reaction test! I want to see all your data! Quickly!"
He could hardly wait to find out whether Luo Feng's other physical attributes.
Had undergone a transformation as astonishing as his punch strength.
If they had, the young man before him would be of immeasurable value!
Luo Feng nodded and walked onto the track paved with a special material.
He bent forward slightly and regulated his breathing.
"Begin!"
As an inspector started the timer, Luo Feng's figure abruptly blurred!
Luo Feng's figure left an afterimage on the track as he shot across the finish line in an instant.
A high-speed camera captured his every movement with precision.
"Beep!"
The timer stopped.
The young man in charge of monitoring the speed data looked at the number displayed on the screen.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice trembled with disbelief:
"Speed... 154 meters per second!"
A chorus of sharp gasps rang out in the training hall once again.
154 meters per second!
That firmly met the speed standard for an Intermediate War General, and was even quite impressive among Intermediate War Generals!
The light in Zhuge Tao's eyes had grown frighteningly bright, and he clenched his fist hard.
He forcibly held back another cry of astonishment.
Good! Excellent!
Punch strength and speed, both hard metrics had reached astonishing heights!
"Last test, neural reaction!"
Zhuge Tao's voice was a little hoarse with excitement.
Luo Feng stepped inside the red circle of light projected by the Neural Reaction Tester.
The tester would fire rubber bullets from different angles at different speeds.
The test subject's task was to dodge as many as possible within the allotted time.
And without stepping outside the circle of light.
"Set the test level to Advanced General-Level!"
After a moment's consideration, Zhuge Tao skipped the Intermediate War General level and chose a higher difficulty.
He wanted to see where Luo Feng's limits lay.
"Yes!"
A staff member immediately adjusted the parameters.
A piercing alert sounded, and the test began!
In an instant, red lights came on at dozens of firing ports at once.
Rubber bullets whistled out at tricky angles and astonishing speeds.
They shot from every direction toward Luo Feng at the center of the circle!
But Luo Feng's figure became as nimble as a ghost.
His feet seemed to shift and weave only within a small area, with little movement.
Yet every move was perfectly timed, precisely avoiding the incoming bullets.
The rubber bullets sliced through the air in a barrage dense as rain, but Luo Feng darted and weaved within the red circle.
Not a single bullet managed to touch his body!
The sixty-second test passed in the blink of an eye.
The alert signaling the end of the test sounded.
Everyone held their breath and looked at the tester's display.
Data scrolled rapidly across the screen before finally settling.
Neural reaction speed: Advanced Warlord, excellent.
After the three tests, this meant that Luo Feng's strength far surpassed that of an ordinary Intermediate War General.
He already had one foot over the threshold of an Advanced Warlord!
Zhuge Tao was the first to applaud, the sound especially clear in the silent training hall.
His face was radiant with undisguised admiration and wild delight.
He looked at Luo Feng as though he were gazing at a priceless treasure.
"Good! Excellent! Luo Feng!"
Zhuge Tao strode up to Luo Feng and patted him hard on the shoulder, full of admiration.
"All three tests, every single one was beyond reproach!"
"Your neural reaction in particular was simply astounding!"
"With your age and talent, becoming a Wargod in the future is practically nailed to the board!"
"Even reaching Beyond War God is highly likely!"