The Eternals Who Travel the Worlds

[In order not to cause an inconvenience, I’d better use a little more force...]

While Lu Yan was thinking about this problem, player No. 924 had also completed the test.

"Come on, young man."

Watching Lu Yan walk to the boxing tester, there were even contestants cheering him on.

Although his figure does not look as big and thick as other contestants, no one will laugh at him.

After all, most of the players who signed up for this qualifier mainly wanted to join in the fun and create a lively atmosphere.

No one has too much utilitarianism, and naturally they will not discourage other contestants.

Lu Yan shook his hand, turned to the staff with a smile and asked: "What is the upper limit of testing for this machine?"

When the staff heard this, a kind smile appeared on their faces.

"Don't worry, you won't have to pay for it if it breaks."

Lu Yan nodded.

After previous observations, he found that the strength of most contestants was around 100 to 200 pounds.

In other words, if he scores more than 300 pounds, he should be able to be promoted to the top eight.

"Then I'll fight."

In order to prevent the staff from seeing his movements clearly, Lu Yan also deliberately slowed down.

As a result, his movements looked soft and weak.

It landed slowly on the pad of the boxing tester.

Bang!

But there was a huge muffled sound, which silenced the entire testing hall.

Lu Yan slowly stopped his hand, and the value on the tester began to jump crazily, finally settling on the value of 742.

staff member:"!"

"Wait, is there something wrong with this machine?"

"742 pounds?!"

Many contestants looked at Lu Yan in disbelief.

You know, the last champion, Mr. Satan, only had a boxing strength of 800 pounds.

Doesn't this mean that this thin-looking guy is not much worse than Mr. Satan?

"Is this okay?"

Lu Yan turned to look at the shocked staff and said with a chuckle.

The staff seemed to have not yet reacted to this astonishing data, and shouted a little dullly.

"Ah...well, but...it's okay. Contestant No. 925, 742 pounds!"

Lu Yan did not stay in front of the test machine. Under the gaze of many contestants, he turned around and walked back to where he had been resting.

The test is still going on. After all, the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Club still maintains the habit of ending within one day, and there is not much time left for them to waste.

However, with Lu Yan's superhuman data in front, the contestants who were testing behind him were a little embarrassed to continue testing.

After all, no matter how hard you try, it's not even half as hard as him, which is too embarrassing.

"Your name is Raditz, right?"

Not long after resting, a bloated man with a beard suddenly walked over and greeted Lu Yan warmly.

Lu Yan opened his eyes and showed a smile that met social expectations.

"Yes what's the matter?"

The bearded man raised his thumb and said in amazement: "It doesn't look obvious, but I didn't expect you to be so strong. You can kill a cow with one punch."

Lu Yan smiled habitually and was noncommittal.

"I think you can at least make it to the semi-finals in this World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament. I'm not looking down on you. I heard that in District 8, there was a short bald man who blew up all the testers with one punch.

Already."

You know, with such a grand event, the organizers will naturally not use any cheap testers.

They are all standard boxing equipment produced by Capsule Company and can withstand blows of up to one thousand pounds.

But he was actually beaten up by a little bald man, and this kind of thing quickly spread throughout all the testing areas.

The bearded man became more and more enthusiastic as he talked, and it was obvious that he was a very familiar guy.

Of course, blowing up the boxing equipment was nothing to Lu Yan.

He was more concerned about the little bald head mentioned by the bearded man.

"Is it Klin who is here?"

Boom!!!

Another gong sound resounded throughout the entire testing hall.

This marks the end of the pre-selection phase.

A staff member walked into the hall with a score sheet, looked around, and shouted: "Contestant No. 925, please follow me to the promotion area."

"Ratitz, I'm calling you, go quickly, I will cheer you on in the audience."

The bearded man gave Lu Yan a kind push.

Lu Yan stood up and followed the staff towards the quarterfinals lounge.

The process of this martial arts competition will be informed to the contestants in advance when registering.

The overall top eight competition is no different from the World No. 1 Budokai back then. The only difference is probably that there is an extra championship challenge.

The final winner will be able to fight Mr. Satan.

What Lu Yan wanted was to break into this position and blackmail Satan.

The layout of the lounge is exactly the same as that on Papaya Island. The room behind the ring is also used as a lounge, so that players can go directly to the stage to compete.

However, because it was very close to the auditorium, there were noisy conversations outside, and the lounge was not soundproof.

Under such circumstances, it is hard to say how much rest this lounge can be used for.

"Eh! Raditz?!"

As soon as Lu Yan entered the lounge, before he had time to observe the players inside, he heard Klin's voice full of surprise.

Colin was a little confused.

He really didn't expect to see Lu Yan in such a place.

With an opponent of this level, if Kamesenren hadn't signed him up, he would have had no interest in participating.

But Lu Yan, a strong man who could even beat Sharu violently, actually came to participate in the world's best martial arts club, which is full of ordinary people, which he couldn't understand.

"Kelin, it is indeed you."

Lu Yan was also puzzled.

It felt like I was secretly bullying a child and an acquaintance saw me.

Of course, Clin was just surprised for a while and had no intention of getting to the bottom of it.

For him, it would not be too boring to have an acquaintance on such an occasion.

"Wukong? It seems that he has gone back to accompany Qiqi."

"What have you been doing these days?"

"Oh, it's not like Teacher Wu Tian had to register me. He said that relatives of the contestants can sit in the front row of the auditorium."

Lu Yan could see that Klin's resentment seemed to be very strong, and he would never stop talking about it.

Fortunately, the process of the martial arts club was very fast and there was not much time for them to chat.

Not long after, a staff member came in with a battle list.

"The first game of the quarterfinals, Raditz vs. Klin."

Klin: "!"

Upon hearing this grouping, Klin's face suddenly fell.

Klin was very aware of how powerful Lu Yan was.

He didn't think he had any chance of defeating Lu Yan.

He turned to look at the staff with a bitter look on his face and said, "Can I give up the game?"