Since the college entrance examination, Luo Feng's strength had not improved significantly for more than ten consecutive days. But now, with Luo Feng transforming into the "scroll king," Wei Wen's knowledge of body skills rose even higher, allowing him to surpass Luo Feng and enter the micro level first.
"It seems the previous stimulation was simple yet effective," Wei Wen thought with a smile. "It looks like future promotions will depend heavily on Luo Feng."
Wei Wen was very satisfied with Luo Feng's talent; he was indeed a very qualified support.
The Extreme Martial Arts Hall held assessments for prospective martial artists every month, with the date set on the first day of each month.
Early in the morning on July 1st, Wei Wen and Luo Feng left Nan'an Community together, heading to the Extreme Martial Arts Headquarters—Extreme Club—in Yangzhou's Mingyue Community.
As time passed, several senior students arrived after Wei Wen and Luo Feng. In total, nine people participated in this quasi-warrior assessment.
These individuals appeared older; some were estimated to be over thirty years old, while others were even over forty. Given that Wei Wen and Luo Feng were attending at such a young age, they naturally became the center of attention. After all, the younger one was during the quasi-martial artist assessment, the greater the potential.
"Come on, everyone, follow me upstairs for the quasi-martial artist assessment," a martial arts instructor announced as he descended around 10 a.m.
"Yes," the students responded respectfully, nodding as the instructor approached.
Sixth Floor
A large martial arts training hall awaited those aspiring to become martial artists.
As Wei Wen and the others entered, they noticed about a dozen warrior instructors already present, including Jiang Nian. Upon seeing Wei Wen and Luo Feng, Jiang Nian couldn't help but display a hint of expectation.
"Okay, get ready for the test," Chief Instructor Wu Tong said, glancing at the time before addressing the senior students. "Come up one by one and give me your ID cards."
After receiving the ID cards from Wei Wen and the other nine participants, Wu Tong showed a hint of surprise. "There are actually two 18-year-olds participating in the assessment this time, both from Yi'an District. This is interesting. You two will go first."
He randomly selected one of the ID cards, swiping it on the open instrument beside him.
Beep!
The instrument displayed a crystal-clear screen filled with Wei Wen's personal information.
"The first one, Wei Wen," Wu Tong announced, glancing at Jiang Nian. "Lao Jiang, when did such a talented young man from Yi'an District appear?"
"Haha, it's just a fluke. I never thought he could be so powerful," the instructor next to him, Liang Nian, replied, smiling happily.
"Wei Wen, come and show them the strength of my talented students from Yi'an District."
Wei Wen nodded, stepping toward the boxing strength testing machine.
As the instructors realized Wei Wen was only 18 years old, their eyes shifted to him one by one. All the students present also turned their attention to Wei Wen, eagerly awaiting his assessment.
In reality, Wei Wen's strength was more than enough to pass the assessment. He had come to obtain the Gene Energy Cultivation Method; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to explain his inexplicable increase in strength in the future.
With a serious expression, Wei Wen stepped onto the boxing strength testing machine. He turned his body slightly, channeling a powerful force from his waist and hips.
Wei Wen's fist struck the target of the boxing strength testing machine with the speed and impact of a cannonball, leaving an afterimage in its wake.
Drip! Drip! Drip!
A line of data appeared on the boxing strength testing machine: "1240kg."
At the sound of that figure, every warrior instructor knew that Wei Wen's punching power exceeded 1000kg. Most people would not dare to mock someone with such strength at such a young age.
Luo Feng observed Wei Wen's punching power and made a silent vow to work just as hard in the future.
"Haha!" Jiang Nian exclaimed, noticing that Wei Wen's results had surpassed his previous score. He couldn't help but stroke his shiny bald head in delight. "Wei Wen, with a punch strength of 1240kg, you passed the strength test!"
While a warrior's capability was primarily evaluated through actual combat in this era, there were still strict standards for qualifying as a quasi-martial artist. For instance, the qualifying line for punching strength was set at 900kg, while the qualifying line for running speed was 25m/s. Additionally, aspiring warriors needed to demonstrate physical reaction speeds at a junior warrior level to fight monsters effectively.
Only those who met the requirements in all three areas could pass the Quasi Warrior Assessment and move on to the next round of actual combat evaluation.
Wei Wen and the other nine candidates swiftly completed the strength test, with only one contestant failing to reach the 900kg mark, leading to their immediate elimination.
Following the strength test, the speed test commenced, and Wei Wen achieved impressive results. Although he hadn't practiced movement techniques extensively, the insights he gained from Luo Feng were exceptional and even surpassed Luo Feng's understanding.
After the speed test concluded, two more participants were eliminated. Ultimately, only six candidates, including Wei Wen and Luo Feng, remained for the final assessment—the neural reaction speed test.
"Follow me," Wu Tong instructed, leading the group of warriors and the remaining five candidates to the nerve response test room connected to the martial arts training hall.
In contrast to the expansive training hall that spanned thousands of square meters, the neural response testing room was noticeably smaller. A tall, valuable instrument was positioned on the ground, equipped with Gatling gun-like apparatuses at the front.
Compared to ordinary people on Earth in previous lives, strong individuals not only exhibited improved strength and speed but also possessed significantly faster neural reaction times. Consequently, this device featured many more holes than a typical Gatling gun, with dozens of muzzles ready to fire special bullets.
"The first one, Wei Wen," Chief Instructor Wu Tong announced. Since Luo Feng had already tested his neural reaction speed, Wei Wen had relevant experience to draw upon. Moreover, with his body skills having reached the micro level, he felt confident that this final test would be manageable.
Since Luo Feng had already tested his nerve reaction speed, Wei Wen felt well-prepared for this assessment. Additionally, with his body skills having reached the micro level, he was confident that this last test would be manageable.
Wei Wen approached the neural response speed tester with a relaxed demeanor, stepping into a circle approximately three meters in diameter.
"Da!" Wu Tong activated the instrument.
Suddenly, a misty red light began to rise from the edge of the three-meter circle, enveloping Wei Wen in its glow.
"You all know the rules, so I won't go into detail," Wu Tong stated directly. "Are you ready?"
"Ready!" Wei Wen replied promptly.
With that, Wu Tong pressed several buttons in quick succession.
"Du"
The Gatling gun-like muzzles of the neural response testing machine whirred to life, and streaks of red light shot out rapidly.
The speed of the red lights varied greatly, with some shooting fast while others traveled slowly, creating a chaotic and unpredictable barrage as they zipped toward the center of the circle.
"This is manageable," Wei Wen thought, feeling at ease as he sensed the rhythm of the lights.
Inside the circle, he began to dodge the incoming lights with a gracefulness akin to strolling through a peaceful courtyard. His movements were smooth and fluid, like flowing clouds or water.
Though the distance of each step was minimal and the range of his dodges was slight, his body maneuvered effortlessly to evade the red light projectiles.
"This young man is impressive! His neurological reaction speed seems to surpass even his punching power and speed," one instructor remarked.
"Indeed! He dodges each shot while maintaining perfect balance and can change direction in an instant. It's as if he controls everything around him," another instructor added.
"This level of skill is typically unattainable without decades of hard work, yet he has achieved it at such a young age." The martial arts instructors were astounded by Wei Wen's performance.
They were all amazed by his reaction speed, unaware that his ease stemmed from his body skills reaching the micro level.
"Is this... the micro level?" Wu Tong, a seasoned instructor, was taken aback by the realization.