Wei Wen stood in front of the boxing target, suddenly exerted force on his feet, and his body slightly turned, and powerful force burst out from his waist and hips.

Wei Wen's fist seemed to be an arrow shot from the full moon bow, with a trace of afterimage.

"Peng"

Wei Wen's fist hit the target directly, and then he looked at the display screen-"2088kg"

Wei Wen punched extremely fast and looked far beyond the quasi-warrior. Wu Tong was very surprised.

But when his eyes fell on the display screen of the boxing tester, he was still stunned when he saw this line of numbers.

Then Wu Tong couldn't help staring at Wei Wen, as if Wei Wen had changed from a monster to ordinary.

Jiang Nian looked at the results that Wei Wen had made, and his old face smiled brightly into a blooming chrysanthemum.

Unexpectedly, in the district martial arts hall he was responsible for, there was a student who scored above 2,000kg in this assessment.

This will reward the contribution value of the martial arts school, which makes him extremely excited.

"How is it? Lao Ma, there is no such genius in your Beiyou District, right?"

"Look at my Yi'an District, this is strength!"

Just before Wei Wen's test, the director of the Beiyou District Martial Arts Hall was immediately hit hard by Jiang Nian in a good mood.

...

The 9 people quickly completed the "boxing test", and only one of the 9 people was unlucky.

He only punched 892kg, and the clutch line was just a little short, so he was eliminated.

Only 8 people were left in the next level to conduct the speed test.

"Wei Wen, why have you suddenly become so powerful?" On the way to the speed test, Luo Feng was surprised by the strength of his best friend.

If Luo Feng remembers correctly, Wei Wen seemed to be just a quasi-warrior last time.

Unexpectedly, one punch has now reached a terrifying 2088 kilograms. This progress is really shocking.

"Haha, you are not the same, madman." Wei Wen looked at Luo Feng with a smile.

Although the strength of warriors in this era is judged by actual combat, there are still rigid standards for whether they can become quasi-warriors.

In terms of strength, the qualified line of quasi-warrior is 900kg of boxing power.

In terms of speed, the pass line of the quasi-warrior is 25m/s.

In terms of physical reaction speed, you must also pass the junior warrior.

Only when these three aspects meet the standards can we pass the "quasi-warrior assessment" and conduct the next round of practical assessment.

If there was no emergency situation in the last exam room, Luo Feng would have practiced step by step and would probably take another year to meet the assessment standards of a quasi-warrior.

"Card!" Chief instructor Wu Tong came to the speed tester and turned on the switch.

"Come one by one, the order is the opposite of the previous one, the first one is Yang Wu." Chief instructor Wu Tong ordered.

Before, Wei Wen was the first to test his boxing strength, but this time the test speed was the last.

But when it was Wei Wen's turn to test, everyone looked at him. After all, in terms of boxing power data alone, he must be the first this time.

Wei Wen adjusted his breathing slightly and started running.

Unlike Yang Wu's brute force type before, Wei Wen ran very easily, which was his skill in getting into the micro-level body technique.

Although Wei Wen ran a little relaxed, this does not mean that he was slow.

On the contrary, his figure was extremely flexible, running like a gust of wind, and it was obviously faster than the few people who had tested before.

When Wei Wen stopped, his score was already shown on the speed tester - ‘51.8m/s’!

"The speed is very good, and it looks quite comprehensive." Chief instructor Wu Tong nodded with a smile.

Judging from Wei Wen's performance, his speed significantly exceeded the standards under the same strength.

In fact, Wu Tong did not see Wei Wen's body movement, but the man in silver-haired and black robe behind Wu Tong's pupils shrank.

"This is..." The man in silver-haired and black robe took a breath, "Achieving a micro-level body technique?!"

The physical skills of entering the micro level are generally a physical skills that only strong warriors can understand.

Wei Wen's strength is comparable to that of ordinary intermediate warriors, the most important thing is that he is extremely young.

But Wei Wen actually understood the meticulous level of body skills, which was what really shocked him.

His face was solemn, and he also felt a little curious.

He also wanted to know how Wei Wen got to this point after more than ten years of cultivation?

After a series of tests of boxing strength and speed, one of which was eliminated from the boxing strength test and two were eliminated from the speed test.

Now only 6 people are left to participate in the third "Neural Response Speed ​​Assessment".

"Follow me." Wu Tong led a group of warriors and the remaining five people who participated in the assessment to the "Neural Response Test Room" connected to the Martial Arts Practice Hall.

This is a spacious room of about one hundred square meters.

Of course, compared with the super-large martial arts hall with thousands of square meters before, this nerve reaction test room is significantly smaller.

I saw a tall and precious instrument placed on the ground. At the front of the instrument were shot out of the holes like six-barrel Gatling machine guns.

However, this hole has much more holes than the Gatling machine gun, with dozens of holes.

"The first one, Wei Wen." Chief instructor Wu Tong said.

Wei Wen immediately walked to the front of the test machine's muzzle, inside a circle with a diameter of three meters and six meters.

As soon as the "Ka!" switch is turned on.

The edge of the circle with a diameter of 3.6 meters immediately emitted a hazy red light upwards.

For a moment, the tester in the circle seemed to be surrounded by a hazy red gauze tent.

"Remember, no matter what, you cannot leave the circle. Once you leave the circle, you will be judged to be unsuccessful. If your body touches the red light, you will be deducted points."

After the chief instructor Wu Tong finished speaking, he walked to the nerve reaction test machine, pressed several buttons, and adjusted the intensity of the test.

This intensity is also divided into many levels. The initial one is the intermediate student assessment, while the highest one is the test and training of the top martial artists.

"Start!" The head instructor pressed the red button.

"Dou~~Dou~~"

The huge muzzle of the nerve reaction tester began to rotate, and dozens of muzzle in the muzzle burst out red lights almost instantly.

The speed is fast and slow, and even the flight trajectory is not parallel at all. It is very disordered and quickly shot into the red circle.

"It's okay." Wei Wen nodded calmly.

Although he was extremely confident, he also adjusted his mentality instantly.

At this moment, Wei Wen, who was dodging in the circle, was like walking in the garden, and his movements were as relaxed as flowing water.

He was not very good at every step, and his dodging was very small.

But the body can accurately avoid bullets one by one and pass through the cracks of the bullet flow.

"This guy is good, and his reaction speed seems to be even better."

"It's very fast, the body movement is very good, and the foundation is solid."

"Look, he never loses his center of gravity every time he moves his body, and he can change direction instantly, everything is under his control."

"This kind of body movement... has not reached such a solid foundation without decades of hard work." The warriors present were amazed.
Chapter completed!