Fantasy: I Can Modify The Progress Of My Cultivation

Hall six.

This is a huge overall space. At a glance, the entire space is full of various instruments.

In addition to testing strength, there are devices that test speed and responsiveness.

It is much higher than the open-air training ground... Indeed, the basic settings must not be compared with the facilities of the association. After all, the Warrior Association targets different groups.

Most of the trainees in the open-air training ground are warriors, but if you want to exercise here on weekdays, you must at least have the strength of the warriors to be eligible to enter.

certainly.

There is also a fee.

The price is not cheap.

This is also the reason why Lin Feng is still training in the open-air training ground as a warrior. Lin Feng's family is rich, but not particularly rich, so on weekdays, in order to reduce the burden on the family, Lin Feng mostly chooses to exercise in the open-air training ground, and occasionally comes to the Martial Arts Association to exercise for a fee.

"The machines here are so advanced."

It was also the first time for Chu Mu to set foot in this area of ​​the Warrior Association.

Probably because it was already midnight, there were no martial artists exercising in the hall at this time.

certainly.

It may also be that the fees are really expensive, and not many warriors are willing to come.

In the entire open hall, apart from the dazzling array of instruments, there was only one martial artist who had been notified in advance and was waiting to give Chu Mu an assessment.

This is a man with an unshaven beard who looks to be in his thirties. He wears a silver medal on his chest that symbolizes his status as a martial artist. A horizontal line on it means that he is a junior martial artist.

"Little brother, you came quite late, it's almost one o'clock in the morning." The junior martial artist in charge of the assessment complained to Chu Mu while yawning.

There was no classic bloody plot, he just complained about being woken up.

"Check your identity information and student ID for me." The junior martial artist looked a little sleepy, and said to Chu Mu listlessly.

Chu Mu immediately opened his personal terminal and handed over his No. 1 Middle School student ID card and, by the way, the assessment application form.

"Yo, I'm still a junior."

The junior martial artist read Chu Mu's message and became a little more energetic.

In Longhua City, it is not so unusual to meet warriors from the No. 1 Middle School, but since we are alumni, we can also develop some relationships.

"beep!"

The junior martial artist checked Chu Mu's information with the terminal computer.

Words appeared one after another on the terminal computer screen, all of which corresponded to Chu Mu's information.

He also asked Chu Mu to prick a little blood with a needle for a test, this is to prevent beasts with shape-shifting ability from mixing into the ranks of human warriors.

There was no such detection method more than ten years ago, and there was a major event in the Eastern Alliance where a fierce beast was mixed into the high-level, and that time caused extremely heavy losses.

It is said that a Wu Zong also died.

Definitely a very big event.

From then on.

The assessment of martial artists and martial arts requires blood testing, while the assessment of Wu Wang, and even Wu Zong, needs to examine the soul, so as to avoid the recurrence of such tragedies.

"Come on, junior, test your fist strength."

The junior martial artist tested Chu Mu's blood and found nothing abnormal.

So he smiled and gave Chu Mu instructions, and brought Chu Mu to the front of the boxing test machine.

The warrior test is not difficult. Power, speed, reaction, as long as they are all qualified, and then show the use of vitality, then you can become a warrior certified by the association.

"it is good."

Chu Mu is no nonsense standing in front of the boxing test machine, he stands in front of the boxing target.

The feet suddenly exerted force, and the body turned slightly to the waist and hips, and a powerful force burst out.

This force ran through it step by step, and then it was transmitted to the arm.

I see.

Chu Mu's fist seemed to be a bullet fired from a gun, with an afterimage, and after the sound of "Peng", his fist had already hit the target.

"5421kg"

Clear numbers are displayed on the punch test machine.

"Fuck!"

The junior martial artist who was in charge of the assessment and supervision next to him let out an exclamation, and his originally squinted eyes were round like the special effect of opening his eyes.

"The horse riding machine is broken!"

Seeing the unbelievable scene, the junior martial artist immediately had this idea in his mind, and then he denied it himself.

Someone came to maintain the machine only this afternoon, and it is impossible for the machine to break down in a few hours.

"you you you……"

The junior martial artist trembled a little when he spoke. If the machine wasn't broken, there were only two possibilities for this situation.

First.

He is dreaming.

second.

To hell with him.

The student in front of him is a ghost.

If the impossible answer is ruled out, then no matter how outrageous the remaining one is, it is definitely the truth. The junior martial artist only felt that he had definitely seen a ghost.

He checked the application form on his body one after another - it was a junior warrior assessment, that's right, not a senior warrior, and the junior in front of him couldn't be a senior warrior at his age.

so.

It really is hell.

"The punching force of more than 5,000 kilograms is somewhat beyond my expectations."

Chu Mu was also surprised. He could feel the astonishing strength in his body, but he didn't expect that it was more than 2,000 kilograms higher than before.

This has already reached the threshold of a high-level martial artist.

"It's much stronger than before."

Chu Mu clenched his fists tightly.

He even has a feeling...

Even in the face of the strange Lolita two days ago, he may be able to fight, and he may still have a chance to persevere until his vitality is exhausted.

Yes.

Chu Mu's strength was not much different from Jiang Li's, but the accumulation of vitality was still incomparable, and the opponent's vitality reserve might even be more than that of a martial artist.

Immortal fairy.

A body nourished by earth-level supernatural powers really doesn't make sense.

"It's still a lot worse."

Thinking of the gap between himself and Jiang Li, Chu Mu couldn't help sighing slightly. How should I put it, although his muttering was very low.

But for martial artists at the martial artist level, they can still hear clearly.

The junior martial artist in charge of assessing Chu Mu had an extremely weird expression at this moment.

If he had to describe his inner emotions—that is, he slowly made a question mark in his heart, and really wanted to grab Chu Mu and shake him a few hundred times.

Is this enough?

He is still not satisfied?

Looking at Chu Mu in front of him.

The junior martial artist no longer cared about his junior at all, and the rest was full of urges to complain, he wanted to question the Beep King in front of him loudly.

It's a mess!

5,000 kilograms of fist strength can't satisfy you, how about I, a junior martial artist, come for you?

Nima!

You are here to certify junior warriors!

Do you know how outrageous it is for a junior martial artist to punch a punch of 5,000 kilograms?

I suspect that I have hit a ghost here!

Where did you tell me that you feel that you are still far behind?

? ? ?

Not my problem!

You have a problem!

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