Gao Wu: Ten years of sparring experience, one move and the world knows him.

Chapter 14 Run Away When You See Me

Such a young "level six martial artist" is beyond being described as merely "catching up".

These people are all exceptional individuals, with extraordinary talent, and at the very least, they are among the top two students in a county-level school.

Yang Fan awkwardly shut his mouth; saying anything more would only humiliate him.

"Level 6?"

Zhao Rui smiled, said nothing, and picked up his phone to browse the web.

At this point, saying anything is meaningless; if you can't compare, you can't compare. Arguing with someone only makes you look more insecure.

How could he possibly feel guilty now? With the system panel around, even a pig wouldn't stop at level six!
So there's absolutely no need to worry about it!
The handsome young man was slightly taken aback, not expecting Zhao Rui to appear so nonchalant. He couldn't help but smile, revealing his usual expression.

"interesting!"

After the boy finished speaking, he stopped talking and closed his eyes to rest.

Yang Fan turned his head and rolled his eyes. He hated people who were pretentious the most, but the other party was too high-level and his pretentiousness was so convincing that he couldn't refute it.

"Zhao Rui! Hou Ping! Zhang Lei..."

A staff member poked his head out from the doorway and shouted down the corridor.

"At this!"

Zhao Rui stood up and walked towards the door.

"come on!"

Yang Fan encouraged him from behind.

Zhao Rui nodded and followed the staff into the room.

At the same time, the classmate next to the boy who had been chatting earlier also stood up and followed.

Martial arts tests are quite complex and involve many items.

The assessment includes a series of tests such as internal strength level test, physical fitness test for different types of martial arts, martial arts cultivation test, and on-the-spot reaction test for techniques.

There are as many as eighteen items in total.

Martial arts have developed to the point where they have a relatively complete system of grading and evaluation methods.

It can intuitively and relatively accurately reflect the true strength of a martial arts student.

Of course, this strength is what is visible and basic, not what is demonstrated in life-or-death battles.

Just like the base level in a game, as long as your physical fitness and combat skills exceed this level, it means you have met the standard.

As for your actual combat ability, that can only be determined through competition or life-or-death battles.

"Testers, please stand in front of the testing device, facing the pendulum..."

Zhao Rui took a deep breath, channeled the energy and techniques of the Thirteen Palms of Taihang, and transformed his palm into a fist, unleashing a powerful punch.

The giant pendulum swing suddenly launched with a loud thud.

The numbers on the monitor jumped rapidly, from 1000 to 1500 to 2000, finally settling at 2150.

2150 pounds of force, which far exceeds the striking power of the top boxers in the previous life.

Converted to kilogram-force, it is equivalent to a thousand pounds of force.

This is even without Zhao Rui using his internal energy, yet he still managed to unleash such explosive power.

Having reached the mastery level of martial arts, many acupoints in the palm technique have been opened, and the internal energy naturally improves the body's functions.

It is not surprising that they have such a level of strength.

This is one of the reasons why martial arts are so highly regarded in this world; the individual combat power is indeed off the charts.

Even if an ordinary person has a gun, a level 5 martial artist can change position in an instant and take your life with a small pebble before you pull the trigger.

For someone who has mastered hard kung fu, shattering a cement wall with a single palm strike is as easy as turning one's hand.

Not to mention those martial artists who can project their Qi beyond level ten.

Of course, in addition to this reason, the life-prolonging effects of some martial arts are also a factor.

"good!"

The supervisor read the values ​​and gave a good evaluation.

Zhao Rui shook his head. Fortunately, he had learned Cui Jian's Thirteen Palms of Taihang through the panel. Otherwise, relying solely on the Cloud Hands and Star Picking technique he had learned, his strength would probably only be between 1600 and 1800.

Barely passed!

I wish I could learn the Dragon Subduing Palm technique someday.

Zhao Rui thought to himself, this world has the Dragon Subduing Palm, but he has never seen it before, and he doesn’t know if it is similar to the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of his previous life.

I've heard it's a palm technique of incredible power; once mastered, it makes challenging opponents of higher levels a breeze. "Next!"

As Zhao Rui left the testing platform, the other contestants began their tests one after another.

Zhao Rui looked at two, and their strength levels were about 2000 points lower than his own.

For a typical level 5 martial artist, a basic strength of 1800 is considered passing, and 2000 is considered good.

An excellent score requires 2200 or higher.

After watching for a while, Zhao Rui stopped paying attention and followed the guide to another testing site.

Two hours later, the doors to the testing hall of the evaluation center slowly opened, and Zhao Rui and a group of testers filed out.

Yang Fan hurried forward, asking expectantly, "Is it done?"

"Ok!"

Zhao Rui smiled and nodded.

"Great! Let's go, lunch is on me!"

Yang Fan said happily, as if he were the one who passed the CET-4.

"Didn't we agree that I would treat you?"

"I'll still need you to look after me from now on! Let's go!"

Yang Fan chuckled and pulled Zhao Rui outside.

"Hey, I'll be waiting for you at CET-6!"

Just then, the handsome boy he had seen before made a six gesture with his right hand and gave Zhao Rui a provocative smile.

After the boy finished speaking, he and his classmate walked out, their hands in their pockets, looking incredibly pretentious.

Yang Fan cursed at their retreating figures, "Damn it, showing off will get you struck by lightning!"

"Okay, we don't know each other, let him say whatever he wants. What do you want to eat?"

"A new barbecue restaurant recently opened, let's go there to eat."

After saying that, Yang Fan chuckled and said, "After the college entrance exam, I'll take you to the amusement park!"

Entertainment center?
Information about the entertainment center instantly flashed through Zhao Rui's mind.

Thanks to the flourishing of martial arts in this world, some underworld forces are far more rampant than in the previous life.

Entertainment centers are places run by such forces, specifically for people to enjoy themselves and have fun.

It's somewhat similar to the casino in Aoao.

But the casino projects at the casino are more numerous and more unscrupulous than those at the casino in Aoao.

"You haven't already been there, have you?"

Zhao Rui gave Yang Fan a meaningful look.

"Hehe, absolutely! Let me tell you, the girls inside, wow, they're prettier than Bai Xuening and Luo Min!"

"Stop! Just say it's beautiful, no need to compare. I'm afraid you'll get beaten up!"

"Hehe, I heard there are high-level martial artists accompanying them inside..."

"The price is a bit high!"

Yang Fan enthusiastically recounted his experiences inside, and soon they arrived at the parking lot.

"Damn it, who's so shameless as to knock over my motorcycle?"

Yang Fan, who was in the middle of a lively conversation, suddenly saw that his beloved motorcycle had been pushed to the ground, and he immediately flew into a rage.

"Hey, is that your car? No wonder it looked so familiar!"

Before Yang Fan could finish speaking, the window of a Mercedes-Benz sedan not far away rolled down, and a boy with a hooked nose whistled at Yang Fan and said jokingly.

"Hold……"

Yang Fan murmured something, silently lifted the motorcycle, and then rode it without saying a word.

"Let's go!"

Seeing his reaction, Zhao Rui didn't ask any further questions. He got on the back seat, and the motorcycle roared away from the parking lot.

"Yang Fan, you're such a coward... Don't forget to run away when you see me later!"

The arrogant voice of the hook-nosed boy could be heard intermittently from behind.

(End of this chapter)