Attributes:
[Host: Zhao Ling]
[Realm: Advanced reserve martial artist]
[Strength: 786 (1.1 kg, 50 for a normal person)]
[Speed: 48m/s (10m/s for a normal person)]
[Vitality: 820 (Defense, recovery, endurance, and root bone)]
[Soul: 77 (Normal person 10, Spiritual Power, Soul Strength)]
[Cultivation Technique: Basic Body Forging Fist Technique (Unrated)]
[Martial Skill: Bull Fist (Peak Mortal, 100%)]
[EXP: 100]
Zhao Ling looked at his stats and was slightly excited.
One had to know that the standard to become a martial artist was to have strength that reached: 1000kg!
Its speed reached 50m/s.
Also, their bone density had reached 1000%, which was ten times that of ordinary people.
If converted to Vitality, it would be 1000 points.
In other words, Zhao Ling's strength had reached the level of a warrior in just one day.
The maximum speed was almost up to standard.
Moreover, a 100% mastery of the Bull Fist could allow Zhao Ling to fight against a martial artist.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ling suddenly looked forward to his future life.
After putting everything back into the equipment room, Zhao Ling quickly ran towards the testing hall.
It was worth mentioning that these training equipment were all one to two hundred kilograms of weight.
If Zhao Ling wanted to move all of them to the equipment room, he would need at least an hour.
However, Zhao Ling only took a few minutes to move it back. Overall, this speed was a little faster than before.
Therefore, when he arrived at the testing hall, the instructor and the students of Class E were not puzzled.
In front of the testing hall, there were three rows of huge instruments. Each row had ten machines, and the one at the front was a strength tester.
" Bang bang…"
A series of collisions came from the stage.
It had just been tested to Class C. The punches of the students of Class C were almost 300 kg. From time to time, there would be a punch of more than 500kg, which made the students below exclaim in surprise.
500kg was already considered an intermediate reserve fighter. If he worked hard, it was definitely possible for him to become a respected fighter in university.
However, although there would be three to four students who weighed more than 500 kilograms per hour, there was not a single student who weighed more than 600 kilograms.
The test passed very slowly. Zhao Ling was bored as he looked around to see if there were any attribute points.
He really did find a lot of attributes on the ground.
However, it was exam time now, so he couldn't move around casually.
After more than two hours, it was finally Class E's turn.
"Class E, Wu Suo! Come up and test it!"
As the first person from Class E went up on stage, the other classes around them immediately revealed mocking smiles.
"Bang!"
After a slight sound, a huge blood-red word appeared on it, stimulating everyone's nerves!
"Strength: 221kg!”
Although this number was not the best in the entire Class E, it was definitely above average.
However, for the other classes whose students weighed more than 300kg, this result was so dazzling.
" Class E, Zhao Qiang!"
" Class E, Lu Tao!!!"
One by one, the names were reported by the tester.
The blood-red words made the student instructors below smile.
Only Zhao Ling's Class E and Instructor Wang's expressions were extremely ugly. The other classes with poor grades were also grieving.
"As expected, the weak are always bullied in any world! However, since I've transmigrated here, I can only bully others!!”
Zhao Ling watched as the students around him walked up to the test platform with their fists clenched tightly and were humiliated. He could not help but clench his fists.
If he did not have the system, he would probably be humiliated today!
" Class E, Zhao Ling!!!"
Suddenly, a loud voice woke Zhao Ling from his thoughts. He walked towards the place where Zhao Ling had been humiliated for the past three years under the sympathetic gazes of the other students.
"Good luck!"
Instructor Wang whispered to Zhao Ling when they passed by him.
At the same time, a white attribute dropped from the instructor's body.
It was a "70" glowing with white light.
Zhao Ling caught the number without leaving a trace. The number turned into a white light and disappeared into Zhao Ling's body.
The next moment, Zhao Ling nodded solemnly at Instructor Wang and strode toward the stage.
Zhao Ling took a deep breath.
Then, he assumed a punching stance.
Since he couldn't use martial arts, he wasn't prepared to use the Raging Bull Fist, but this was enough!
Zhao Ling looked at the strength tester in front of him, and his eyes turned cold!
"Hah!"
With a low shout, Zhao Ling's fist roared out like a dragon emerging from the abyss!
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, the entire strength tester shook violently.
Seeing this scene, the examiner, the principal, and the director who were sitting below instantly stood up in shock.
A dazzling number appeared on the huge screen of the strength tester!
" Power…
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