"Let me tell you, the machine must have malfunctioned just now. How could there be 5,000kg."

"Who says it's not the case? It seems that the machines in the Extreme Club are a bit old and should be replaced."

"No, who gave you the confidence to make you, a group of people who can't even weigh 1,000kg, disdain someone's punching power of more than 2,000kg?

The young man named Wuma also took a deep look at Qinhao, who was standing lazily.

Having been associated with monsters for many years, his intuition is very keen.

He could feel that Qinhao was a dangerous person, extremely dangerous.

It is impossible to make a single move against him.

He only experienced this feeling from those lord-level monsters deep in the wilderness.

"He is a lord, uh, no, he is the God of War?"

Qinhao didn't know that the people not far away at this moment already regarded him as the powerful God of War.

Qinhao was the last one to complete the boxing strength test, and the twenty-one people who passed came to the speed tester.

"Stuck!" The instructor turned on the switch.

"Come one by one, the first one is Che Sheng."

Che Sheng took a deep breath. As Du Zhijun said, speed and reaction speed are his weaknesses.

He has been here nearly ten times for the assessment of a would-be martial artist. Either he failed in the speed test or in the neurological reaction.

Testing begins.

"Boom!"

Che Sheng pedaled on the ground and made a deep sound. His powerful arm swings and powerful pedaling quickly accelerated his speed to his limit, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

"You must pass!" When he crossed the finish line, he tilted his head and looked at the tester and roared.

"Haha, good luck, I crossed the line." Du Zhijun applauded.

Display——‘25.0m/s’.

"Phew, it's so dangerous." He smiled happily to himself. If the condition was a little worse, the speed might not reach 25 meters per second, and it would fail again.

"Yeah, passed! Next one."

Personnel were tested one by one. It is worth mentioning that the Wuma from the military ran at 47m/s.

Soon we arrived at Qinhao.

"Qinhao."

"Coming."

Seeing Qinhao appear on the stage, everyone looked at him intently. After the explosive punch test before, they were all curious about his speed.

It is definitely possible to pass, but I don’t know if it will also reach the level of an intermediate combat soldier.

You know, the speed of the witch horse has also reached the level of an intermediate warrior.

They had unknowingly compared the two.

Qinhao pretended to jump up and down, moved his body, and looked serious.

Under the watchful eyes of Wuma and others.

Whoosh!

As soon as he exerted force, it was like a leopard suddenly jumped out, extremely fast, and passed directly through the speed test area with a strong wind.

It can be seen with the naked eye that his speed is obviously higher than the previous witch horse.

"A boring game."

Turning around, I saw everyone’s mouths hanging open.

The screen displays - "58.6m/s"

"The speed is very good. It is much higher than the intermediate soldiers." The instructor nodded and smiled at him.

After completing the tests of punching strength and speed, at this moment, only 18 people can take the third and final "nerve reaction speed assessment".

Come to the neural response testing room connected to the martial arts training hall.

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

I saw a tall valuable instrument placed on the ground. At the front of the instrument was a hole shot out one by one like a six-barreled Gatling gun. However, there were many more holes than Gatling guns.

Ten cave entrances.

"The first one, Che Sheng."

The bearded man immediately walked directly in front of the test machine's gun muzzle, within a circle with a diameter of three meters and six meters.

"Da!" as soon as the switch is turned on.

The edge of the circle with a diameter of 3.6 meters immediately emitted a misty red light upwards. For a moment, the tester in the circle seemed to be surrounded by a misty red gauze.

"Remember, no matter what, you cannot leave the circle. Once you leave the circle, you will be deemed a failure. If your body touches the red light, points will be deducted." After the instructor finished speaking, he walked to the nerve response testing machine and pressed

Press several buttons to adjust the intensity of the test. There are also many levels of intensity.

The first thing to wait for is the assessment for intermediate students.

And the most advanced ones... those are tested and trained by the top warriors.

"Start!" Press the red button.

"Beep~~Beep~~" The huge muzzle of the neural response test machine began to rotate. Dozens of muzzles in the muzzle burst out red lights almost instantly. The speeds were fast and slow, and even the flight path was completely different.

It's not parallel, it's very confusing. It quickly shoots into the red circle.

I saw the bearded man, his eyes fixed on the front, his body rapidly flashing back and forth, passing through the gaps between some red bullets.

"Puff! Puff!" was shot twice in succession.

However, these 'bullets' are all rubber-tipped, have very little power, are not very fast, and do not hurt when they hit people.

Time passes minute by minute.

The bearded man tried his best to dodge among them, and soon the time was up to one minute.

"Woo~~" After pressing the button, the muzzle of the test machine quickly decelerated and stopped rotating, and a large amount of data appeared on the central screen.

"In 60 seconds, I was hit 63 times and touched the red light three times. I failed and was eliminated!" He threw out his ID card to the bearded man.

"Just a little bit." The bearded man gritted his teeth, shook his head and walked out of the red circle.
Chapter completed!