When others practice martial arts, I create the world

Chapter 29
"Yes."

At the beginning of the test, the moment the invigilator pressed the button, infrared rays lit up on each gun on the nerve response training device.

Immediately afterwards, plastic bullets were fired from slow to fast, and they were fired randomly from the nine muzzles.

In this process, those guns will also be aimed at candidates.

In the circle three meters away, King Kong Barbie dodged quickly. At first, it was easy, but after 15 seconds, it started to be difficult.

At No. 18 seconds, she was suddenly hit by a bullet.

The neural response trainer stops automatically in an instant.

"Zero. Next." The invigilator is like an emotionless machine.

Liao Gangling's face turned pale, and she didn't get any points this time.

Other invigilators have already picked up the plastic bullets in the rear net pocket and put them back.

There is no need to worry that the plastic bullets will run out. Those plastic bullets are not fired with gunpowder, but ejected and can be used many times.

"How is it? Are you confident?" Wu Linkong said to Yang Chen with a solemn expression.

Yang Chen nodded slightly, but didn't speak.

Exams continue.

At the beginning, many people thought they could do it, but when they went up in person, they were shocked to find that the bullets became denser as they went to the back, and they couldn't dodge at all.

As a result, there are many people who get zero points for this item.

Finally, it was Xia Xiaoxi's turn. Xia Xiaoxi's minimum target was 40 seconds. From the beginning of the exam, she was like a phantom elf, flashing in the hail of bullets, avoiding bullets from different corners again and again.

Without much effort, she reached the minimum target, and she persisted for another ten seconds, which shocked many people.

However, Yang Chen couldn't help raising his eyebrows, he always felt that Xia Xiaoxi's nerve reaction speed was not much different from the speed of the mutants he met.

That is to say, the mutant is probably at the seventh or eighth level of martial artist?

"Xia Xiaoxi, twenty points." The humanoid robot invigilator said lightly: "Next..."

The next one was Li Kui. Li Kui's nervous response could only be said to be average, but he barely reached the standard. He got [-] points for this item.

Next came Wu Lingkong.

As for Wu Lingong, he tried his best, but he just managed to meet the standard and got [-] points for the subsistence allowance.

"Next, Yang Chen." The invigilator said expressionlessly.

At this moment, everyone was refreshed.

"There is a difference of 66 points between him and Xia, hehe." Li Kui made no effort to hide the sarcasm on his face: "A certain person's big talk is a slip of the tongue after all."

Wu Lingong looked over angrily, but he was powerless to refute. Now even he felt hopeless.

66 points!
Even if Yang Chen's nerve response is far superior to his peers, he wants to score at least 62 points in this item in order to surpass Xia Xiaoxi in the total score.

That difficulty is no less than going to the blue sky.

Xia Xiaoxi looked at Yang Chen nervously, a little worried about seeing the despair in Yang Chen's eyes, or the hatred for her blocking the way.

But Yang Chen was always calm, without squinting.

Wu Lingong patted Yang Chen's shoulder lightly, and forced himself to calm down: "Just do your best, don't put too much pressure on it."

"En." Yang Chen nodded, and walked towards the neural response training device.

But before entering the circle, he glanced outside.

It was dark outside, at least one-third of them were looking at him jokingly, and about one-third of them were watching the excitement.

In the end, about one-third of the people had dejected expressions on their faces. Those were the people who secretly supported him, but now, no one could believe that he could still perform miracles.

Because, the gap of 66 points is too big, like a gap!
In the gymnasium, except for Wu Lingong and Xia Xiaoxi, almost everyone looked at him jokingly.

Maybe those people didn't target Yang Chen before, but they were all angered by Yang Chen's wild words.

At this moment, seeing that the score gap between Yang Chen and Xia Xiaoxi is so large, everyone is gloating.

On the stage outside, a teacher smiled and said: "This Yang Chen is very good, but it's a pity that he still doesn't have the chance to be the number one overall scorer."

The class teacher Huang Yuanjin also sighed: "The reason why a miracle is a miracle is because it is too difficult to appear...the gap of 66 points..."

In fact, before this, many people didn't know that Xia Xiaoxi was actually a martial artist, and his cultivation was so high.

Xia Xiaoxi is the biggest dark horse in the college entrance examination this time!

"What is that little guy waiting for? Hurry up, as long as his nervous response can meet the standard, I will give him a special recruitment spot." On the lawn outside the playground, Teacher Dapingtou said.

The teacher in glasses is expressionless.

Special trick?

With so many points, there is no need for a special recruitment quota, and some people will rush to get it.

He hated the condescending attitude of Lingtian Academy the most.

……

In the gymnasium, Yang Chen strode into the circle.

"Your minimum target is ten seconds. The exam begins!" The invigilator pressed the switch.

"Pfft..." Immediately, a bullet was fired.

Yang Chen tilted his head and dodged. At first, he didn't even need a sense of space, and he could easily dodge just relying on the martial artist's nervous reaction.

Although he didn't specifically practice meditation to strengthen his neural response, the origin of the world has strengthened his neural response far beyond that of martial artists of the same level.

"Puff puff!"

The plastic bullets in front shot out quickly, and became more and more dense.

Eighty seconds later, Yang Chen felt a little bit of pressure, but it was only that, because the sense of space started to work at this time.

Many people around are crossing their arms, watching casually, the overall situation has been settled, Yang Chen can't make waves.

Soon, nine seconds, ten seconds...

Yang Chen successfully reached the minimum target.

"You're lucky." Li Kui folded his hands on his chest, watching with a blank expression on his face, but at the moment he didn't speak anymore, he just waited for Yang Chen to watch the joke after he failed to win the top spot.

He was already secretly brewing in his heart, and after Yang Chen failed, he would mock him.

He became a martial artist in such a short period of time, and even blatantly said that he would hit them in the face with the top score,
He really wanted to see, what kind of expression did this guy have after he couldn't get the top score in the end?
Because he had conflicts with Yang Chen, it wasn't mindless irony, so he didn't feel any guilt, the more angry Yang Chen was, the happier he was.

"This little guy is not bad, and his nervous response is considered excellent." The teacher with a flat head outside laughed.

Time passed slowly, and the plastic bullets became denser and denser.

But Yang Chen always easily dodged within an inch, or raised his hand or lowered his head or tilted his head, like a prophet, plastic bullets flashed past him by a hair's breadth.

This scene made many teachers outside narrow their eyes slightly.

Ordinary students can't see what this means, but those teachers can vaguely see it.

And as time passed, the teachers gradually became a little dignified.

Soon, the time came to 20 seconds, but Yang Chen was still relaxed.

"This...how is it possible? With that style of neural response training device, 20 seconds is already the nervous response of the warrior triple!"

Many people were shocked. Although Wu Lingong knew that Yang Chen's nerve response was extraordinary, but this is comparable to the triple martial artist, isn't it a bit exaggerated?
Li Kui involuntarily lowered his arms that were originally wrapped around his chest, and the shock in his heart was hard to understand.

Soon, 25 seconds, 30 seconds, 35 seconds...

"The reaction speed of the sixth level of warrior..." Someone's voice trembled a little.

Then, 40 seconds later...

Everyone present subconsciously opened their eyes wide.

"The nerve response speed of the seventh level warrior..." Wu Lingong murmured blankly.

However, Yang Chen is still relaxed at this time, the ubiquitous sense of space has begun to show its power, and he is in control of every inch.

"This is...a subtle nerve reaction?!"

Many teachers outside subconsciously lowered their arms to watch the excitement.

"A little guy with the first level of warrior, can he have subtle agility?"

"Is this too much?"

"Is this guy cheating?"

Many teachers are a little dumbfounded.

But soon they will know that this is just the beginning, and they will also know what exactly is cheating.

I saw the time passing by, but Yang Chen always dodged perfectly.

And after 50 seconds, Yang Chen really started to experience pressure, just like when he met a mutant, his thinking reaction couldn't keep up, but his body instinctively avoided it with the warning of the sense of space.

And here is also the limit of Xia Xiaoxi's current nerve reaction speed.

Quickly, 55 seconds, 60 seconds.

"Warrior Nine Levels of Nervous Reaction..." A teacher outside stared straight at him.

In the gymnasium, Wu Lingong had already started to yell strangely: "Come on..."

(End of this chapter)