Zhang Haobai who swallowed the starry sky

Chapter 5 A small shock

Although the score of 25.2 meters/s is a bit reluctant, it has indeed exceeded the speed requirements for the assessment of prospective warriors!

"25.2, quasi-warrior!"

After the student lost his voice, he looked at Zhang Haobai in shock again.

Zhang Haobai is tall and handsome. His actual age cannot be seen, but he is definitely very young.

"Quasi warrior? Someone has crossed the threshold of quasi warrior? Who is this? Why don't I recognize him?"

Among the students watching from other testing equipment, someone immediately asked.

"...Zhang Haobai! I know him! He is from the third high school in Yi'an District!"

Of course, there are people in the martial arts gym who know Zhang Haobai, who although he rarely comes to the martial arts gym, his family is rich and he acts in a high-profile manner.

"Third High School? Are you kidding me? Who are you in?"

Someone from the side immediately interjected and asked.

"It seems like the class that just graduated this year..."

"Fuck, I was almost scared to death by you! I thought you were a freshman or sophomore in high school..."

"The senior high school graduates this year are amazing enough!"

……

Suddenly, a large number of martial arts students could not help but gather around.

"Who has reached the threshold of a quasi-warrior?"

Seeing the situation here, several of the martial arts gym staff scattered throughout the hall immediately walked over quickly.

"Wow..."

The other martial arts students who had originally gathered around here immediately moved out of the way.

"Dengdengdeng..."

The nearest staff member came to the end of the testing instrument and quickly looked at the numbers on the instrument.

"25.2 meters/s!" The staff member saw the number clearly, took another look at Zhang Haobai who had just walked off the end of the runway, then turned around and shouted to another staff member coming from behind, "Quick, go and notify Instructor!"

The other two staff members who were walking this way immediately agreed and ran towards another training ground together.

In less than half a minute, a middle-aged man, tall and thin, with a tough look on his face, surrounded by several staff members, quickly entered this large training ground with the most complete equipment.

"Who? Who has reached the speed threshold for the quasi-warrior assessment?"

After entering the hall, the capable middle-aged man immediately asked loudly.

"Me." Zhang Haobai smiled and stepped forward to meet him, "Uncle Han, it's me."

Not only did he know this capable middle-aged man, but he was also very familiar with it in his memory.

Zhang Zehu, the uncle of the predecessor Zhang Haobai, was nicknamed "Kaishan Tiger" and was a somewhat famous figure in the martial arts circle of Yi'an District. When he came to register as a martial arts student, it was Zhang Zehu who introduced him to the martial arts instructor "Han Yongzhi."

There are twelve thunder and lightning martial arts gyms and one thunder and lightning guild hall in Yangzhou Satellite City. The person in charge of each martial arts hall is called the "instructor", and the person in charge of the only guild hall is called the "chief instructor."

This is the same as the Extreme Martial Arts Gym.

"Hao Bai?" Han Yongzhi was slightly startled, "Have you reached the speed standard for the quasi-martial artist examination?"

"Yes, Uncle Han."

Zhang Haobai nodded.

"..." Han Yongzhi's eyes immediately burst out with a look of extreme surprise.

Others may not know it clearly, but as a friend of Zhang Zehu, the "Founding Tiger", he still pays more attention to Zhang Zehu, the nephew of a senior student.

Zhang Haobai should be only eighteen years old this year!

The martial arts gym recruits students and observes and evaluates the students' talents. Age is an extremely important factor.

It's definitely different if you reach the threshold of a quasi-martial artist in your twenties or thirties than if you reach the threshold of a quasi-martial artist at the age of eighteen.

"How strong is the punch?"

After Han Yongzhi was surprised, he immediately stepped forward and asked.

"Not tested yet."

Zhang Haobai replied.

"come over!"

Han Yongzhi grabbed Zhang Haobai's wrist and walked quickly towards the boxing strength testing instrument.

The other students who were originally gathered around the boxing target immediately stepped aside voluntarily.

"Hao Bai, adjust yourself and unleash your strongest punch, let Uncle Han see it!"

Han Yongzhi suppressed the excitement in his heart and said to Zhang Hao in a calm tone as much as possible.

An eighteen-year-old quasi-warrior!

It has not been seen in Nghe An District for several years!

"Ah."

Zhang Haobai nodded and stood in front of the boxing target.

In terms of boxing strength, he is the most confident because it has been tested.

After taking a breath, he punched hard and hit the target.

"1005kg!"

This time, before Han Yongzhi could say anything, an exclamation broke out among the surrounding students.

The assessment standard for prospective martial artists is a boxing strength of 900 kilograms. This result has exceeded 100 kilograms!

"Hahaha……"

Han Yongzhi could no longer hide the joy in his heart. While laughing, he grabbed Zhang Haobai and quickly walked towards the "neural reaction speed" test.

If Zhang Haobai passes the neural reaction speed again, he will definitely get a higher rating among all the instructors in the twelve thunder and lightning martial arts schools this year! Maybe, you can even get the first rating!

There are three tests for the assessment of prospective martial artists: punching strength, speed, and nerve reaction speed.

The so-called neural reaction speed is measured in front of a "wall" with huge gun barrels sticking out. Once the instrument is turned on, those densely packed gun barrels will randomly flash red light and then fire rubber bullets outward.

What the advanced students need to do is to stare at the wall and immediately react with their bodies to avoid the rubber bullets fired instantly after the barrel of the gun emits a red light.

This test is your "nervous reaction speed."

Standing on the test bench, Zhang Haobai adjusted his condition.

Among the three tests of the predecessor, neural reaction speed has always been the worst, and the evaluation can only reach "medium for advanced students."

Han Yongzhi personally stood next to the instrument switch. After waiting for a full minute, he asked, "Hao Bai, are you ready?" "Hao Bai, are you ready?"

Zhang Hao nodded in vain.

"start!"

As Han Yongzhi shouted this, he immediately pressed the instrument switch.

"Boom bang bang bang bang..."

The dense gun barrels were activated immediately, and under the flashing red light, rubber bullets were shot towards Zhang Haobai.

Zhang Haobai's eyes were fixed on the "wall" and his body quickly dodged.

"Bang bang bang... bang bang bang... bang... bang bang bang bang bang..."

Some of them can be avoided, and some of them cannot be avoided with his current nerve reaction speed.

Soon, a minute passed.

During this period, Han Yongzhi kept his eyes fixed on the actual number of bullet hits on the instrument.

"In 60 seconds, he was hit 32 times! The junior warrior is average! Hahaha... passed all three items!"

When the instrument stopped, Han Yongzhi laughed heartily.

Zhang Haobai was also slightly surprised.

This was originally the worst item, but now it is the item with the largest increase!

Thinking about it, this may be because he traveled through two lives and merged his soul, and had a clone.

"...really passed?"

"Here, this Hao Bai just graduated from high school this year."

……

The onlookers, who had mostly held their breath and concentrated before, not daring to make any noise to interfere, immediately erupted into a burst of noise.

Behind the crowd, Liu Ting, who had arrived in the testing hall a long time ago, and the men and women around her were also stunned at this moment.

"How is that possible? Two or three months ago, didn't he still have less than 700 kilograms of boxing power?"

Liu Ting's eyes were full of disbelief.

"Hehe...Liu Ting, you seem to have missed something!"

The girl standing on Liu Ting's right side covered her mouth and smiled.

"Liu Ting, I'm afraid you heard false news before..."

The girl on the left also said with twinkling eyes.

No matter what they thought, after Zhang Haobai completed the three tests, he was pulled by Han Yongzhi. He encouraged him in public and said that he would personally drive Zhang Haobai to take part in the "quasi-martial artist assessment" the day after tomorrow.

This was Zhang Zehu's friend and the instructor of the Leiden Martial Arts School in Yi'an District, so Zhang Haobai naturally did not refuse.

……

About half an hour later, Zhang Haobai left the Thunder Martial Arts School in Yi'an District.

After sending Zhang Haobai away, instructor Han Yongzhi immediately took out his mobile phone, walked to his office, and dialed a number.

After the phone rang a few times, the other party hung up.

Han Yongzhi was not surprised. He returned to the office, made himself a cup of coffee, and tasted it slowly and happily.

About ten minutes later, his cell phone on the table rang.

Quickly pick up and answer.

"Old Han, I'm outside the base city. It's inconvenient. I found a safe place and then called you back. What, what's the matter?"

A rough voice sounded on the phone.

"It's okay." Han Yongzhi put down the cup in his hand and said with a chuckle, "Huzi, you hide it so well! Your nephew has reached the threshold of a quasi-warrior, but you actually keep it a secret from my friend?"

"What?"

Zhang Zehu was stunned over there.

"Fake it! Just pretend it for me!" Han Yongzhi said with a smile, "Just now, Hao Bai came to the martial arts hall for a test, and all three items passed the threshold of a quasi-martial artist! The day after tomorrow, I will take him to our Yangzhou City Guild Hall for a test!"

"...Old Han, stop teasing me, I'm talking to the captain and the others..."

"Who teased you?"

……

……

While Han Yongzhi was talking to Zhang Zehu on the phone, Zhang Haobai, who was walking towards Tiandu Garden, also stopped a car next to him.

"Hao Bai, are you going home? I'll give you a ride."

The car window opened, and Liu Ting's smiling face showed up.

"Uh……"

Zhang Hao was stunned for a moment.

After thinking about the memory, it seemed that Liu Ting's family was not on the same page as him.

"No, I'll be there in a few steps. I'll buy something at the turn."

After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Haobai refused.

"..." Liu Ting's eyes flashed with embarrassment, "Well, okay, I'll leave first."

"See you."

Zhang Haobai waved his hand towards Liu Ting.

After Liu Ting drove away, he continued to walk forward.

Before he had gone far, the phone in his trouser pocket vibrated slightly.

I took out my phone and looked at it. The caller ID said "Uncle."

This is a call from Zhang Zehu.

Zhang Haobai smiled and answered the phone.

There are some things that you have to struggle to explain yourself, but if you spread them through other people's mouths, the effect will be better.

Today he came to the martial arts hall for a test. In addition to seeing whether his current speed and neural reaction speed crossed the threshold of a quasi-martial artist, he also wanted to convey the news to Zhang Zehu through others.

He needs fresh animal blood for his cultivation, and the quality of the blood bought from outside is very poor. If he can buy it at the warrior mall, it will definitely be much better. However, if he and Zhang Zehu were to explain this matter, it would take a lot of talking. But it will be much easier if you speak with facts through other people's mouths.

(End of this chapter)