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There was a two-second silence in the hall.

Qian Peng was the first to jump out: "General, this man is arrogant and disrespectful to his superiors! Please order him to be taken down!"

Zhou Che sat in the main seat, motionless.

The scar that ran across his entire face was very noticeable under the light, making it impossible to discern his emotions.

"No rush."

Zhou Che spoke, though his voice was soft.

"If it's true that a Martial Grandmaster can clear a B-level rift, it's of great significance."

He tapped his fingers on the armrest.

"a priori."

A middle-aged woman in a white coat stood up and adjusted her glasses.

"General Zhou, the martial arts assessment center is ready and can conduct a full set of tests at any time."

Zhou Che raised his chin at Lin Feng.

"Go with her."

Lin Feng, carrying a knife, followed the woman in the white coat out of the hall.

Qin Haotian followed closely behind.

Qian Peng wanted to follow, but Zhou Che gestured for him to stay in his seat.

"You sit down."

Qian Peng's buttocks had barely left the chair before they landed back down, his expression quite interesting.

The martial arts assessment center is located on the third basement level of the headquarters building.

The entire floor is filled with various testing equipment, covering an area larger than a football field.

The woman in the white coat is named Sun Mingzhu. She is the director of the headquarters' assessment center, a third-level martial arts master, and also a fourth-rank appraiser, specializing in assessing the abilities of soldiers.

"Sergeant Lin, the full test includes six items." She pushed the cart ahead, speaking quickly.

"Realm verification, total Qi and Blood calculation, peak single attack power, defense limit test, speed and reaction assessment, and comprehensive combat simulation."

"The whole process takes about two to three hours."

"Can you hurry up?"

"If you cooperate fully, it will take an hour and a half."

"Okay, let's begin."

The first item is the verification of one's realm.

A crystal ball-shaped instrument is placed in the center of the room.

Lin Feng was asked to put his hands on it to release his blood and energy.

He placed his hand on it, and some blood and energy flowed into it.

The crystal ball lit up.

The color changed from white to light gold, and then from light gold to dark gold.

Sun Mingzhu stared at the numbers flashing on the instrument.

"Martial Sect Fourth Dan".

She looked up at Lin Feng; the file clearly stated that he had achieved two levels of martial arts prowess.

"You've broken through again these past few days since you came from the North?"

"I leveled up a bit while I was on the road."

Sun Mingzhu's eyebrows twitched, but she didn't ask any further questions.

The second item is the calculation of total Qi and Blood volume.

Lin Feng stepped into a sealed metal chamber and unleashed his full power of qi and blood.

The instrument begins taking readings.

The numbers jump up.

It jumped for ten seconds.

"Beep beep beep!!!"

The alarm went off.

Sun Mingzhu rushed to the display screen and froze.

"Total Qi and Blood exceeds the standard value for the same realm by 600%?"

She rubbed her eyes and looked at it again.

You read that right.

The normal total amount of Qi and blood in the fourth stage of Wuzong is about 5,000 units.

Lin Feng's reading: 30,000.

It is nearly six times that of an ordinary fourth-stage Martial Grandmaster.

"What kind of cultivation technique have you practiced?"

"Um... Basic Body Strengthening Techniques."

Are you sure?

"I'm referring to the Heavenly Gang Body Forging Technique."

Sun Mingzhu's pen stopped on the notebook.

Heavenly Gang Body Forging Technique?

She had searched through almost all known martial arts manuals in the headquarters' archives, but had never seen this name before.

She noted down this question and moved on to the next item.

The third item is the peak power of a single attack.

This is the most crucial item.

Qian Peng and Huang Kun's report stated that Lin Feng had exaggerated his battle achievements, believing that it was impossible for a Martial Grandmaster to deal damage capable of killing a Martial King-level beast.

The testing method is very simple.

In front of them was a test target plate specially made by the military, made of a material with a hardness comparable to that of a Martial King-level alien beast's carapace, and connected to a high-precision energy sensor.

"Sergeant Lin, please use your strongest strike to cleave this target board."

Lin Feng pulled out of the cracked mountain.

"Wait a minute," Sun Mingzhu quickly added, "Just use normal attacks, no need to go all out..."

Before the words were even finished, the mountain split open.

"The Mountain-Slaying Slash".

Critical hits and armor penetration are fully activated.

Golden gales tore through the blade.

boom!

The target plate exploded right in the middle.

It didn't crack, it exploded.

The debris flew across half the room, and several pieces became embedded in the wall.

Even the wall behind the target was blasted open by the gale, leaving a crack more than ten meters long.

The alarm went off.

This time it wasn't a beeping sound, but a piercing scream, and all the alarm lights on the entire floor turned on.

Sun Mingzhu rushed to the screen.

The numbers are flashing.

"Peak single-attack power: Maximum of King Martial Stage 4!"

She turned her head, her lips trembling.

"You're a fourth-stage Martial Grandmaster, yet you unleashed the attack power of a fourth-stage Martial King?"

Lin Feng flicked the shavings off the knife.

"The target plate is too thin; replace it with a thicker one."

Sun Mingzhu did not change.

She doesn't need to change anymore.

The fourth item is the defense limit test.

A robotic arm descended from the ceiling, its end equipped with a Martial King-level impact hammer.

"The output of this impact hammer is equivalent to a full-force strike from a first-stage Martial King. Sergeant Lin, please prepare your defenses..."

Lin Feng stood still, arms crossed.

"Come."

"You're not carrying a weapon?"

"Need not."

Sun Mingzhu hesitated for a moment before pressing the start button.

The impact hammer came crashing down.

boom!

Dust rose up.

Wait until the dust settles.

Lin Feng stood still, his posture unchanged.

The ground beneath his feet was shattered, but not a single hair on his head was out of place.

With the perfected physical strength of the "Heavenly Gang Body Forging Technique", he withstood a full-force attack from a Martial King without sustaining a scratch.

Sun Mingzhu dropped her pen.

She bent down to pick it up, her fingers trembling several times before she finally managed to pick it up.

The fifth item is the assessment of speed and response.

Twenty mechanical dummies were activated simultaneously from all directions, simulating the attack speed and frequency of a Martial King.

Lin Feng needs to destroy all the dummies without being hit.

Start.

Lost Steps.

Three afterimages scattered.

The attacks of the twenty mechanical dummies all missed.

Two seconds later.

The heads of twenty dummies flew up at the same time, forming an arc in mid-air before landing on the ground with a series of thuds.

The timer shows: 1.7 seconds.

Sun Mingzhu has stopped writing.

She closed the notebook, took off her glasses, and wiped them.

"The last item, comprehensive combat simulation..."

"No."

A voice came from the doorway.

Zhou Che stood at the door. It was unclear when he had arrived.

He looked at the target fragments scattered on the ground, the shattered walls, and the twenty headless dummies.

That's enough.

Zhou Che walked in and stood in front of Lin Feng.

An aura of a Martial Saint was unleashed.

"Hey kid, how old are you?"

"eighteen."

Zhou Che remained silent for three seconds.

"Eighteen years old, Martial Grandmaster Level 4, attack power surpasses that of a Martial King, physical body can withstand the power of a Martial King, and speed surpasses that of a Martial King."

His hand landed on Lin Feng's shoulder.

"If you're fake, I'll twist this head off and let you kick it around like a ball."

Lin Feng shrugged.

"Then your head is saved."

Zhou Che stared at him, then suddenly burst into laughter twice.

After laughing, he stopped and turned to walk out.

"Back to the main hall. Show those two good-for-nothings the result."