I asked you to play the dungeon, but you are here to raise the BOSS?

"Second punch."

Lin Xuan took a deep breath, circulated the power of Dantian, and punched out.

The whole dynamometer shook slightly, and a group of numbers soared wildly.

5000, 6000, 7000!

7584!

"You... Junior brother, if you just hit one more punch, you will be a high-level warrior."

The senior sister stared blankly at the numbers displayed on the dynamometer, trembling all over, took a deep breath, and barely calmed down the restlessness in her heart.

She just knew that Lin Xuan was very strong.

But she didn't expect that in an instant, this handsome junior brother in front of her actually increased his power by 40%.

At this age, such strength, among the elites she had seen when she was in college, it is also a rare existence.

Even if the strength does not improve a little, if he enters the army after graduating from college, he is expected to become a platoon leader.

He can command several squads and dozens of ordinary warriors.

The future is limitless!

"Another punch?"

"Yes, if you use the skills just now and consume too much energy..."

The senior sister hurriedly said: "Then just throw a punch. The score of 5336 just now can make you a high-level warrior, enough to get a good ranking."

"Thank you for your concern, senior sister."

Lin Xuan shrugged: "But I'm not a casual person."

Senior sister: "..."

"Space, let me see where my current limit is?"

Lin Xuan muttered in his heart, spread his right hand, bent his right arm inward, and took a step forward with his feet.

After accumulating strength, Lin Xuan drew a circle with his right palm, gathered all his strength, and gently pushed it diagonally upward.

There was a faint dull dragon roar between heaven and earth.

The internal energy was running, and the sportswear on Lin Xuan's body moved without wind, and it rustled.

A mighty wave of air gushed out from his palm, like an angry dragon, soaring up.

Things will turn to the opposite extreme, and there will be regrets if they are too arrogant. With the momentum of extreme yang, wait for the end of the strong crossbow!

The dragon will regret it!

Accompanied by the dull sound of sonic boom, the dynamometer shook violently for a few times, and the numbers jumped wildly.

7000, 8000, 9000...

9999!

The numbers on the dynamometer finally stopped, and a "beep beep" alarm sounded.

"This, this, this..."

The senior sister obviously had never encountered such a thing. She wiped the cold sweat and said weakly: "Student, junior brother, you exploded..."

"Then did I pass?"

Lin Xuan looked at the dynamometer and asked.

After listening to Xu Yuan's words, there are not few mysterious inheritances in this plane.

Among the young martial arts students, there are still many martial artists, and there are also several great martial artists.

There are even many martial arts similar to the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing, which can burst out the combat power of martial artists with the body of high-level martial artists.

Since this is a very reasonable thing, Lin Xuan is too lazy to hide.

Unexpectedly, the dynamometer can only display "9999", and the true power of this palm cannot be seen.

Forget it, if you don't know, then you don't know.

The meaning of "Kang Long You Hui" is that prosperity will decline after a long time, and nothing can be forced, and the word "regret" should always be in your heart.

It's almost enough.

"You must have passed the martial artist assessment..."

The senior sister was a little embarrassed and whispered: "But this is not a martial artist examination site, and there is no qualification to test whether you have reached the martial artist standard."

"I am here to test martial artists."

Lin Xuan has no intention of trying the martial artist assessment yet.

After all, the martial artist requires a physical fitness of about 100, and his current physical values ​​are about 50.

Relying on the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, it may not be possible to pass the martial artist assessment.

Moreover, being rated as a martial artist means that the treatment is better, and you have to set aside time to teach your disciples.

Lin Xuan can't even practice martial arts by himself, so he doesn't have the heart to do it.

"Then... Then you must have passed the second time you got '7584', so you can go directly to the skill test later."

"Ding ding ding!"

Just then, the communicator on the senior sister's waist rang.

"Hmm?"

The senior sister took out the communicator, her expression changed, and she stood respectfully and answered the call.

The call was very short, and it seemed that the other party only said one sentence.

The senior sister was very nervous and hummed several times.

Then, she realized that the other party had hung up the phone long ago.

Somewhat embarrassing.

"Junior, the examiner just saw your results and notified that your skill test was cancelled. You are asked to go directly to the examiner's office on the top floor."

"Why?"

"This..., the punching force you burst out... uh, that palm force must be a combat skill, which also requires full body coordination and various skills."

"The examiner must have watched the video and felt that there was no need to waste your time."

The senior sister squeezed her legs straight: "After all, this is just a warrior assessment."

"It seems to make sense."

Lin Xuan nodded: "Thank you for the trouble today, senior sister."

"This..."

The senior sister mustered up her courage: "Junior, you passed the warrior exam, you should celebrate, right? Do you want to treat me to dinner?"

"Okay, I'll treat you to dinner later."

Lin Xuan glanced at the girl, smiled faintly, and walked out.

"How did you do in the exam?"

Guo Yong heard his name and hurried up: "Why are you so fast?"

"It was okay."

Lin Xuan automatically ignored the second half of the sentence.

"Then wait for me, shall we go to the skill test building together later?"

"I have something else to do, so I won't go."

Lin Xuan patted Guo Yong on the shoulder: "Come on."

"Not going? Oh oh!"

Guo Yong reacted: "Sorry! It's okay, it's the same next time."

"I probably won't come next time..."

Lin Xuan waved his hand and turned away: "You go take the exam, I'm leaving first."

"Hey."

Guo Yong looked at Lin Xuan's back, seemed to understand something, sighed, turned around and walked into the evaluation room.

He had also seen many arrogant seniors who were always a little bit behind in the assessment.

Unwilling to give up, fight again next year.

Year after year, the gap became more and more.

The road of martial arts is really too cruel!

Relatively speaking, Lin Xuan's choice is actually quite good.

"Well, he is also from Langya No. 2 Middle School, and he is another junior?"

After reading Guo Yong's information, the senior sister pursed her lips excitedly: "Come on, senior sister is ready, show your strength to your heart's content!"

"Wait...wait, wait a minute!"

Guo Yong stretched out his hand tremblingly and pointed to the value "9999" on the dynamometer: "What, what is this?"

"Oh, this is the test result of the junior just now."

The senior sister asked suspiciously: "I saw you just chatted for a few words, don't you know him?"

"Recognize...know him!"

Guo Yong stretched out his hand tremblingly, pointed at the line of values, and roared deafeningly: "Fuck!"

"Oh, what are you doing?"

"Nothing..."

Guo Yong sighed with boredom: "I found that the road of martial arts is really too cruel!"

"???"

***

"Forget about it..."

Lin Xuan heard Guo Yong's screams, thought about it, and felt that it was better not to comfort him.

"But I still need to treat you to a meal..."

While walking towards the elevator, Lin Xuan took out his phone and ordered a bowl of braised pork rice that he often ate before.

After thinking for a while, Lin Xuan added two braised eggs and wrote a note: "Enjoy the meal, Senior Sister, Room 69, Langya City Martial Arts Hall".

Lin Xuan always keeps his word.

If he says he will treat you to a meal, he will definitely treat you.

I believe that Senior Sister will be very surprised to receive this lunch box.