Swallowing the Stars: Time Simulation

Chapter 8 Testing Strength

After a satisfying meal, Yang Wu prepared to take his leave.

But just as he was about to leave, Andy Lau suddenly spoke up and stopped him.

"Young man of the Yang family!" Liu Dehui, who had been silent all along, suddenly called out to Yang Wu, "If you don't have to join the Wang family, would you be willing to become my disciple?"

Although I am only a mid-level general, I have some knowledge of marksmanship. If you become my disciple, I will definitely pass on all my marksmanship skills to you!

Before Yang Wu could react to Liu Dehui's words, Wang Zijin was already dumbfounded.

Liu Dehui's marksmanship is extremely famous in the martial arts circles of Jiangnan Base City; otherwise, he wouldn't have earned the nickname "One-Armed Gun Demon."

But now, such a famous martial artist is actually taking the initiative to accept disciples without any additional conditions, which is simply unbelievable.

But Liu Dehui was actually looking forward to it.

Just now, Yang Wu crushed the wine glass. Wang Zijin, who was not yet a martial artist, did not notice anything. However, the experienced Liu Dehui saw through the deception at a glance—Yang Wu's punching power must have exceeded 2000 kilograms.

Is there any other explanation besides successfully cultivating genetic energy for someone who has just passed the preliminary martial artist assessment to have a strength of 2000 kilograms?

No!

"Having passed the assessment less than a day ago, I was able to successfully sense cosmic energy and my strength increased by more than 1000 kilograms. With such talent, I will definitely be able to reach the level of a War General in the future. Even the God of War is not without a sliver of hope!" Liu Dehui sighed inwardly.

"Senior Liu!" Yang Wu bowed slightly and said, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you!"

As the saying goes, "A teacher for a day is a father for life." Yang Wu would certainly not easily accept someone as his teacher.

"this……"

Wang Zijin was even more shocked when he heard that Yang Wu had refused the opportunity to become Liu Dehui's apprentice.

That's a mid-level general. If he had a mid-level general as his master, his status in the Wang family would probably rise significantly. As for Liu Dehui now, he's just a product of his father's connections.

After the initial shock, the meticulous Wang Zijin realized that there must be something about Yang Wu that he didn't know, otherwise Liu Dehui, a warrior-level expert, would never have taken him on as a disciple.

"Ah Wu!" Wang Zijin quickly said, "Uncle Liu is extremely famous in the martial arts circles of Jiangnan Base City! Don't worry, even if you become Uncle Liu's disciple, I, Wang Zijin, will absolutely not force you to join the Wang family!"

Although he didn't know exactly what had happened, Wang Zijin decided to try his best to win over Yang Wu.

"Brother Wang, how could I not know Senior Liu's name! However, the matter of becoming his disciple is of great importance, and I still need to consider it carefully!"

As soon as Yang Wu finished speaking, Liu Dehui and his companion knew that the opportunity to become his apprentices was over.

……

After Yang Wu left, only Wang Zijin and Liu Dehui remained in the private room.

"Uncle Liu!" Wang Zijin stood up and asked respectfully, "Is there some reason why you just took Yang Wu as your disciple that I don't know?"

Liu Dehui downed his drink in one gulp and slowly said, "This person has good talent; he should be able to reach the level of a warrior general in the future!"

"General-level?" Wang Zijin exclaimed in surprise, "Uncle Liu, are you serious?"

"Of course!" Liu Dehui nodded slightly. "That person was able to crush that wine glass just now; his strength must have exceeded 2000 kilograms. I've risked my life in the wilderness for so many years; I have that kind of insight!"

"2000 kilograms, doesn't that mean Yang Wu has already reached the level of an intermediate warrior?" Wang Zijin asked doubtfully as he walked over to pour wine for Liu Dehui.

Although Wang Zijin himself lacked talent, he had many martial artists around him, so he was very clear about the division of strength among warrior-level martial artists.

"Yes!" Liu Dehui said with certainty, "This person must have successfully cultivated genetic energy, which is why his strength has increased so much."

"To have successfully sensed cosmic energy in less than a day—truly remarkable talent!" Liu Dehui exclaimed. "It's a pity I wanted to take him on as a disciple, but he refused!"

Liu Dehui originally didn't want to take on any apprentices. His presence here was entirely due to Wang Zijin's father's influence. Therefore, since Yang Wu didn't want to join the Wang family, Liu Dehui naturally wouldn't take him on as an apprentice. However, after Yang Wu revealed his talent, Liu Dehui was tempted.

Geniuses like Yang Wu are usually specially recruited by major forces after the preliminary martial artist assessment. He's already very lucky to have met one.

He's getting old. If he could take Yang Wu as his disciple and teach him properly, Yang Wu could be of great help once he reaches the level of a warrior general. After all, the master-disciple relationship is quite reliable.

Unfortunately, his abilities failed to impress his opponent.

"This..." Upon hearing Liu Dehui's exclamation, Wang Zijin felt even more regretful, regretting that he had not shown greater sincerity just now.

He just increased the start-up capital to 500 million, because he believes that Yang Wu will be able to reach the advanced warrior level in the future, and he also has many familiar martial arts friends who can provide him with a lot of help.

However, for a future warrior at the general level, 500 million in cash seems rather insignificant.

Perhaps a warrior at the general level isn't much to the Wang family as a whole, but for Prince Jin, it's a huge asset. After all, Xu Feiyue, the strongest person by his side right now, is only at the intermediate warrior level.

"It seems I still need to find a way to win over A-Wu!" Wang Zijin secretly made up his mind.

Seeing Wang Zijin's expression, Liu Dehui immediately understood what he was thinking and couldn't help but advise, "Zijin, this man has great ambitions; you can't win him over!"

"Ambition?" Wang Zijin smiled slightly and said confidently, "If I can't win him over, don't I still have my father?"

"With the vast Wang family, surely they can accommodate his ambition? Even if he manages to break through to the War General level, or even the War God level, our Wang family will still tolerate him!"

Although he said that, Wang Zijin did not believe that Yang Wu had a chance to break through to the God of War level.

Among the billions of people in the world, there are only a little over 3000 warriors at the God of War level.

If Yang Wu could break through to the God of War level, given the relationship between the two, even if Yang Wu didn't join the Wang family, Wang Zijin would still benefit greatly.

……

Yangzhou City, Yi'an District.

After leaving the HR Alliance Mall, Yang Wu quickly took a car to the Extreme Martial Arts Hall in Yi'an District.

"Brother Yang!"

"Hello, Brother Yang."

Along the way, there were a large number of martial arts students.

Yang Wu listened to the respectful greetings as he entered the third floor of the teaching building.

"Brother Yang!"

"Yang Wu is here!"

As Yang Wu entered the hall, more than a dozen senior students greeted him warmly. People used to call him "Little Yang," but today they didn't hear it anymore.

"Brother Yang, I heard that you and 'Madman' both passed the preliminary martial artist assessment, is that true?" a senior student asked curiously.

"It was just luck!" Yang Wu said modestly.

"Brother Yang, you're too modest!"

"Yeah, Brother Yang. When will you have some free time to give me some pointers?"

A group of people enthusiastically surrounded Yang Wu.

"No problem!" Yang Wu laughed. "Actually, I was only half a step ahead. Everyone, if you all work harder, you can pass the test! I have something to do, so I'll go up first."

After Yang Wu finished speaking, he quickly walked towards the stairwell on the fourth floor.

These people are too enthusiastic. If they stay on the third floor to test their strength, who knows what kind of trouble they will cause.

The fourth floor of the teaching building is a place frequently visited by instructors and teachers; trainees are not allowed to enter.

Upon hearing Yang Wu's words, the group of senior students quickly made way for him, all looking at him with envy.

Next to the stairwell on the fourth floor, there is a small room where an elderly man is on duty.

Seeing Yang Wu approach, the old man stood up and laughed, "Yang Wu, you've been wanting to go up to the fourth floor for a long time, and today your wish has finally come true!"

"Uncle Li!" Yang Wu bowed slightly upon seeing the old man and said, "I'm going to the fourth floor to test my strength!"

"Go ahead!" the old man said with a smile.

It was already late, and Instructor Jiang Nian and several other instructors had finished their lessons and left the martial arts school. Therefore, Yang Wu was the only one left in the large fourth-floor training hall.

Looking at the various more advanced training equipment on the fourth floor, Yang Wu was very happy.

"Let's test our abilities first!"

Yang Wu's heart stirred, and he quickly went to the punching power testing machine in the corner of the martial arts hall.

"breathe!"

Yang Wu took a slow breath.

With a loud "bang!", Yang Wu's right fist slammed hard into the punching target of the punching power testing machine.

The punching bag suddenly shook.

Immediately, a line of numbers appeared on the screen of the punching power testing machine: "6231kg".

Generally speaking, 4000kg is the minimum weight for a high-level warrior, while 8000kg is the minimum weight for a junior warrior.

Of course, this is just a rough numerical standard. Nowadays, strength is not judged by physical fitness, but by the number of monsters killed.

After all, physical fitness is only one part of strength. Yang Wu now possesses the physical fitness of an advanced warrior, but without any combat experience, he probably can't deal with advanced beast-soldier level monsters.

"It seems my physical abilities are more than just at the advanced warrior level!" Yang Wu thought with delight, looking at the numbers on the screen. "Let's test my speed!"

Yang Wu walked to the speed testing machine, turned it on, and then stood on the runway.

With a sudden burst of power from his legs, Yang Wu shot out like an arrow, reaching the other end of the track in the blink of an eye.

After stopping, Yang Wu walked to the speed testing machine and looked at the number displayed on the screen—"79.4 m/s".

"Great!" Yang Wu was very happy to see the test results.

A speed of 60 meters per second is generally considered the minimum for a high-level warrior, while 90 meters per second is the minimum for a low-level general.

"Finally, let's test the nerve reaction speed!"

Yang Wu turned on the neural response testing machine, switched to the "Advanced Warrior Level" mode, and then walked into the testing room.

One minute later, Yang Wu walked out of the testing room and looked at the results on the neural response testing machine screen—"60 seconds, hit 17 times, did not touch the red light, excellent!"

"Strength 6231kg".

"Speed ​​79.4 meters per second."

"Neural reaction speed, advanced warrior level, excellent."

Such physical attributes would be considered above average even among advanced warrior-level martial artists. However, Yang Wu has only improved his physical attributes to the advanced warrior level; aspects such as physical strength, spear technique, and movement skills remain at their previous levels, which is why the incident of crushing the wine glass occurred earlier.

"In the time to come, I must fully transform my physical strength into my own power; otherwise, I'll just be a paper tiger with nothing but strength," Yang Wu thought to himself.

After testing his strength, Yang Wu randomly selected a suitable spear from the armory and began to practice in the fourth-floor hall.

Sweep, thrust, charge, diagonal slash, heavy smash...

Yang Wu stood still, slowly demonstrating various basic spear techniques. Each move was executed with perfect precision, as if from a textbook.

It was precisely because of this solid foundation that Yang Wu was able to continuously guide Luo Feng's cultivation.

Yang Wu practiced until 10 p.m. before returning home.

(End of this chapter)