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? Now, Lin Fan understood.

In the comprehensive value of fist strength to combat strength, it only accounted for 30%.

In other words.

10,000 fist force was equivalent to 3,000 combat power.

In addition, the combat strength of various factors such as cultivation techniques were added.

Add them together.

The final result was a person's overall combat strength.

This was a little awkward.

Other people added up a lot of data.

He only had fist strength.

? Now, Lin Fan's battle record was shocking. He could even kill low level demons.

? Everyone had high expectations for Lin Fan.

In terms of combat strength.

? Lin Fan only had fist strength.

Lin Fan's punch strength was tens of thousands of jin, divided by three.

It might not even be 10,000.

In other words, they might not be able to reach the standard of a beginner martial master.

It would definitely be a huge disappointment.

Moreover, if you weren't even a Martial Master, it would be too unbelievable to kill a demon that was equivalent to a Great Martial Master.

It was hard to explain.

If Lin Fan had known this would happen, he definitely wouldn't have agreed.

Should he escape now?

It didn't seem too good.

Everyone was looking forward to it, and he couldn't dampen their spirits.

Lin Fan followed behind Wang Hu with a bitter face.

He didn't even know how much strength he had now.

He didn't want to think about anything else. He just hoped that his fist strength could reach the standard of a martial master.

Otherwise…

A high-level martial artist killing a demon…

He was afraid that he would be dragged away and sliced into pieces.

Soon, they arrived at the square of the camp.

The entire battalion had indeed gathered here.

As Zhao Yibo and the others entered, everyone stood up.

"Lin Fan, good job."

"The pride of our 7th Battalion."

"Brother Lin, do you still need a pendant on your thigh?”

"Brother-in-law, when are you going to marry my sister?”

"His brother-in-law is here.”

"I'm more concerned about what realm Lin Fan is at now.”

"If he can kill demons, he'll definitely become a Martial Grandmaster.”

"Even if he's not a Martial Grandmaster, he's at least a high-level Martial Master.”

"Don't forget that he was only an intermediate martial artist when he was specially recruited into the army. Who can improve so quickly?”

"Needless to say, he must have been hiding his strength back then.”

" F * ck, back then, in order to join the military camp, I had to risk my life. Look at Lin Fan, he hid his strength and got specially recruited.”

"Brother, why are you so depressed when you compare yourself to a world-shocking genius?”

"That's true. I'm so silly."

Seeing Lin Fan, the entire camp was in an uproar.

The people standing in the front row were even more excited as they reached out to shake hands with Lin Fan.

In front of the square formation, there was a precise instrument.

Zhao Yibo nodded at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan pursed his lips and could only bite the bullet.

Lin Fan stood on the device and rays of light scanned his body.

This device was very advanced.

The precision was very high.

Lin Fan just stood there and it could gather the relevant information through the essence of Lin Fan's body.

To put it simply, this device could scan a person thoroughly.

All the data is clear for you.

No one could hide their strength.

Unfortunately, Lin Fan's was a formation.

A martial master's combat strength mainly relied on their cultivation techniques.

Cultivation techniques accounted for 60% of his combat strength.

The remaining 30% was fist force.

Then, there were the bone density, endurance, speed, defense, and dozens of other aspects, which accounted for the last ten percent.

The test of combat strength was not like the test of fist strength. One punch was all it took.

This was a very complicated process.

Therefore, he needed more time.

Lin Fan stood there and didn't feel anything.

Now, the people below were holding their breaths as they watched.

"What state do you guys think Lin Fan is at?”

"I'm guessing Great Martial Master."

"I also guessed Great Martial Master."

"I'm guessing Advanced Martial Master."

"Do you want to bet?"

"Let's bet."

"I bet a meal."

"100 military merits."

"Washing socks for a month."

"I bet three packs of Spicy Strips for a beginner martial master.”

Everyone was speechless.

Don't you look stupid?

? Lin Fan had already killed a beginner level demon. How could he just be a beginner level martial master?

Got it.

I'll gladly accept your three packs of spicy sticks.

After a while.

The test was completed.

A string of numbers appeared on the device above Lin Fan's head. 15000

That was 15,000 combat power.

“???”

"Beginner Martial Master?"

"Am I seeing things, or is there something wrong with the equipment?”

" Lin Fan can't be hiding his skills again, right?"

"Are you stupid? This is the most advanced technology of our human race.”

"He's really a beginner martial master. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have bet on three packs of spicy sticks.”

" I'm not seeing things. The equipment is working fine and I can't hide my skills. Can someone tell me why Lin Fan is so awesome when a beginner martial master kills demons?"”

Seeing this result.

Zhao Yibo, Wang Hu, and the others looked at each other in surprise.

? In their guesses, Lin Fan was most likely a Great Martial Master.

At the very least, he was a high-level martial master.

? In the end, Lin Fan was only a beginner martial master.

This made everyone's jaws drop.

When Lin Fan saw this number, he was stunned.

He was different from the others.

It wasn't too low.

It was higher.

Roughly speaking, 30% of his fist power would be converted into 15,000 combat power.

Then what was his fist strength?

Fifty thousand jin?

His fist strength had increased by another level?

Ever since the Body Tempering Array was upgraded to Level 2, the effects of the Body Tempering Array had become so terrifying?

? Lin Fan couldn't believe it.

"That... Battalion Commander, can I test my fist strength?”

Lin Fan said.

Zhao Yibo didn't expect Lin Fan to make such a request. He was already a Martial Master, so there was no point in testing his fist strength.

However, he still nodded.

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