Devouring the Starry Sky: The six-winged black mosquito clone at the beginning

Chapter 28 Shocked Luo Feng

"Yes, Chief Instructor."

Su Chen responded and walked to the boxing strength testing machine with a touch of confidence on his face.

The eyes of everyone present were focused on him.

"drink!"

Su Chen shouted softly, bent his legs slightly, braced himself for the horse stance, raised his right arm slightly to accumulate strength, and exerted force on his waist.

The fist hit the target almost instantly.

988 kg.

The numbers on the screen of the boxing strength test machine made Chief Instructor Wu Tong look at Su Chen in shock.

When he just scanned his ID card information, he noticed that Su Chen was only eighteen years old.

I thought that just like Luo Feng, I came here to see things.

I didn't expect to achieve such results.

Not just him.

Luo Feng and Yang Wu were also looking at Su Chen with surprise.

Although they were not familiar with Su Chen, they also heard that Su Chen had just been promoted to a senior student a few days ago.

How come you can hit with such intensity all of a sudden?

Especially Luo Feng.

He has always been a role model for the students of No. [-] Middle School and is a well-deserved leader.

But now Su Chen has taken the lead.

And his punching power is more than 100 kilograms higher than his.

Let me ask, how could he not be surprised?
"Yes, pass."

Wu Tong took a deep look at Su Chen, and a smile appeared on his face.

As the owner of Yangzhou City Extreme Club.

Seeing talented young talents emerge is the happiest thing.

"Thank you."

Su Chen bowed slightly and immediately returned to Luo Feng and Yang Wu.

The punching power of 988kg did not surprise him.

After all, he reached the level of a quasi-warrior after absorbing Lin Yu's blood.

Later, he sucked all the blood of two would-be warrior twin killers, and it was normal for his fist power to reach 988kg.

"Okay, Su Chen, I didn't expect your punching power to be stronger than mine."

Yang Wu looked at Su Chen with envy.

"Su Chen, how did you practice?" Luo Feng couldn't hide his shock and asked.

In just half a month, he went from an intermediate student to a quasi-martial artist.

This progress is really too fast.

"I don't know, maybe it's because my body is just starting to grow now."

Su Chen joked casually.

But he wasn't talking nonsense.

Since the Great Nirvana, some people have indeed achieved great improvement in a very short period of time.

Like the world's No. 1 "Hong".

In just a few years, he grew from an ordinary person to something beyond the God of War.

Such speed is something no one can imagine.

"Isn't your development too abnormal?"

"It's really perverted."

Both Luo Feng and Yang Wu couldn't accept it.

But it’s not easy for them to ask questions.

After all, this is Su Chen's privacy, and asking too many questions can easily cause resentment.

Soon, the remaining people had completed the punch test.

In addition to Luo Feng, there were two other people who were relatively unlucky. Their performance was slightly worse and they failed to pass.

Next, it’s time to do a speed test.

"drop!"

Chief instructor Wu Tong came to the speed tester, turned on the switch, and then started the test.

The order of testing is reversed.

They were tested one by one, but only one person passed the test, and the rest were just a little bit behind.

Those who were eliminated were unwilling to do so, but there was nothing they could do.

Failure means failure.

There is no other way.

"Next, Su Chen."

Soon, it was Su Chen's turn.

"Su Chen, come on!"

"come on."

Luo Feng and Yang Wu were cheering on the sidelines.

Su Chen smiled and nodded, then came to the runway and moved his body gently twice.

"Whoosh!" The next second, Su Chen kicked the ground with his right foot, and his whole body shot out in an instant. In the blink of an eye, his speed increased to the extreme, and he passed through the speed measurement area in one fell swoop.

"drop!"

The instrument emits a crisp beep.

Su Chen quickly turned to look at the screen of the speed tester, which clearly displayed a number.

29.3m/s.

Passed!
Su Chen felt relieved.

Although he was confident in his physical abilities, he was never tested in terms of speed.

Naturally, there is no confidence.

Fortunately, I passed it smoothly, and it was much higher than the qualifying line.

"sharp."

"How does a little guy practice?"

"Compared with him, my life is like a dog's life."

The other testers present couldn't help but admire it.

Now the only people with good punching power and speed are Su Chen and a middle-aged man in his 30s.

"The last one, Yang Wu."

As Wu Tong's indifferent voice sounded, Yang Wu also started the speed test.

24.9m/s.

Unfortunately, Yang Wu's performance was somewhat lacking, and he just failed.

This result also made Yang Wu very depressed.

Just no way.

Who made him perform so poorly this time?

"Yang Wu, your punching power is enough and your speed is not bad. Go back and practice hard. If you perform well next time, you will naturally pass."

Wu Tong comforted Yang Wu.

"Thank you, Chief Instructor."

Yang Wu responded respectfully.

we can only do this.

"Su Chen, Chu Xu, you two come with me and take the last test of 'nervous reaction speed'."

After Wu Tong finished speaking, he led them towards the "nervous response testing room" next to the martial arts training hall.

The remaining testers who failed could only look at their backs helplessly.

His eyes were full of envy.

……

Neurological response testing room.

This is a room with a size of hundreds of square meters, and there is only one tall and valuable instrument in the whole room.

There are dozens of muzzles at the front of this instrument, which are pointed at the front in black holes, giving people a very strong pressure.

After the three people came in, the room door closed automatically.

"This is a nerve reaction speed testing instrument. As long as you stand in front of the instrument, you will be attacked."

"When accepting the assessment, you cannot leave the circle defined by the instrument, otherwise you will be judged to have failed."

"The muzzle will shoot out streaks of red light, and bullets will also shoot out. You must avoid the bullets as much as possible, and you must not touch the red light, otherwise you will be deducted points."

"do you understand?"

Wu Tong briefly explained the testing method of the neural response testing machine.

"understand!"

"Understood!"

Su Chen and Chu Xu both nodded slightly, with serious expressions.

This is the last hurdle.

As long as they pass the nerve reaction speed test, they can become quasi-warriors.

"Then let's start. The first one, Chu Xu will come first."

Wu Tong stepped forward and turned on the nerve response testing machine. A circle with a diameter of three meters and six meters appeared in front of him.

Chu Xu immediately walked into the circle, and his entire body was rendered reddish.

"Remember, never leave the circle."

Wu Tong emphasized again, then adjusted the intensity of the test and pressed the start button.

"The test is ready to begin."

"3."

"2."

"1."

"Om..."

As the countdown of the machine fell, the muzzle of the neural response testing machine began to rotate, and red lights burst out, intersecting in the red circle.

Divide the space into many parts.

Seeing this scene, Chu Xu's expression became more solemn.

These red lights made the test more difficult.

(End of this chapter)