The scarred man and the girl with the purple hairband also had complicated expressions.
The two of them were considered calm among everyone, but the shock in their eyes could not be hidden.
At this moment, the examiner's attitude towards Lu Sheng had once again risen to a higher level.
She became extremely gentle.
"Don't be nervous. Just relax. You can do the combat strength index test as many times as you want. You can do the one that you are most satisfied with…"
The others 'faces twitched when they heard that.
Didn't they say that each person could only take the test three times? What did they mean by any number of times?
Lu Sheng took a deep breath and said to the examiner,"No need, just once is enough."
The examiner was stunned and could not react.
He saw Lu Sheng's punch.
The others could only see the posture of the hand.
In the entire room, only the scarred man's eyes flashed with shock. He subconsciously took two steps forward.
"Bang!"
There was a dull bang, louder than the sound the scarred man had made during the test.
Everyone's heart pounded violently with this loud bang.
When they saw the numbers displayed on the strength measuring instrument.
It was only for a moment.
Everyone was stunned.
His mouth was wide open, and his eyes were dull. His expression was as if he had seen a ghost.
“1...1...1..”
The examiner tried to read out the number with a dull expression.
Soon, he realized that he had read out countless 1's.
He quickly shut his mouth and read it out loud.
“15709！”
Five digits!
His combat strength had exceeded 10,000!
More than 15,700, close to 16,000!
It had far exceeded the standard of a Level Two Warrior's combat ability index and had directly entered the Level Three domain. It was a full 5,000 more than the scarred man's previous test results!
The room was dead silent.
Everyone stood up, maintaining the same posture as they stood there in a daze.
The scarred man clenched his thick knuckles into fists. His eyes widened as if he could not believe it.
The girl with the purple hairband covered her mouth with one hand, afraid that she would scream.
The other people's brains were buzzing. It was as if their brains were deprived of oxygen, and they had long lost the ability to think.
When something went too far beyond one's knowledge and understanding, one's brain would fall into a temporary state of " crash."
Obviously, these people were in such a state.
Lu Sheng was not surprised by this result.
He had already tested it once at Hongchuan Martial Arts School.
That time, it was more than 15,600, which was a little lower than the current test.
"After breaking through the bottleneck of my fist technique, coupled with the power of the star and the natural breathing technique, my combat power index has reached ten times the standard of my qi and blood value. Is this the charm of martial arts techniques…"
Lu Sheng sighed in his heart.
After appreciating his results, Lu Sheng turned to look at the examiner.
"That's enough. There's no need for a second test.”
The examiner seemed to have woken up from a dream. He nodded subconsciously and then read out his usual lines.
"Congratulations, Student Lu Sheng. You have successfully passed the Rank-1 Martial Artist assessment. From now on, you are... You are…"
The examiner couldn't continue reading halfway.
The main reason was that he did not know what grade Lu Sheng should be given.
Lu Sheng had applied for the Level One Martial Artist Assessment, but his true strength was far beyond Level One, or even Level Two.
Its combat power was even more exaggerated to level three.
How should he evaluate the other party?
Level 1, Level 2, or Level 3?
The examiner looked troubled.
If this situation was not handled well, it was likely to cause Lu Sheng's dissatisfaction.
If he offended such a talented martial artist with a bright future, he could forget about his job.
Thinking of this, the examiner quickly said to Saint Lu,""I need to report your level to the higher ups before deciding. Don't worry, Lu Sheng. The Martial Arts Association will not bury any talent…Oh no, a genius.
Especially a genius like you."
Lu Sheng was a little stunned, but he quickly accepted the result.
She meant that he should go back and wait for the notice.
“.. Then can I go back first..."
Lu Sheng wanted to ask a few more questions, but he realized that the examiner had already run out of the assessment classroom, leaving most of the people who had not taken the assessment behind.
Lu Sheng looked helpless. He could only shake his head and get ready to leave.
Just as he was about to reach the door, a figure suddenly blocked his way.
It was the man with the scar on his face.
"Zhao Changfeng!"
The man reached out a hand to him, his eyes burning.
Lu Sheng hesitated for a moment before reaching out to shake the scarred man.
"Saint Lu."
After Lu Sheng said his name, the scarred man's eyes flashed with a trace of uncontrollable excitement, as if he had received some kind of glory. He nodded and took the initiative to make way for Lu Sheng.
Lu Sheng was deep in thought.
Was this considered goodwill?
Or befriend?
He did not really understand the rules between martial artists, but he subconsciously thought of a point of knowledge he had read in a history book.
In the ancient martial arts era, every martial artist regarded it as an honor to be able to get to know stronger martial artists.
Was that what Zhao Changfeng meant?
"Wang Dameng…"
From the corner of his eye, Lu Sheng saw another person running towards him with his hand outstretched. The others who reacted seemed to have the same trend.
He quickly flew out of the assessment classroom.
If it was just one person, this kind of etiquette was still somewhat interesting. If there were too many people, it would become a joke.
Besides, the rest of the guys were just some random cats and dogs!
Looking at Lu Sheng's back as he ran out of the room, many people had regretful expressions on their faces and slapped their thighs.
For a genius like Lu Sheng, whose talent was so terrifying.
It was obvious that in the near future, this name would resound throughout White River City.
They had missed out on such a good opportunity to get to know the future influential figures of White River City.
His intestines were turning green with regret.
In addition to their regret, some people couldn't help but secretly envy Zhao Changfeng, who was the first to walk out.
Everyone couldn't help but sigh when they saw Zhao Changfeng's face, which had regained its calm, but was actually filled with unconcealable joy.
As expected of a Level Three martial artist, his brain was really fast!
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