Chapter 6: Li Clan Group, Liu Kuang's Shock

In Hengcheng, on a tall building, four large characters were written.

Li Clan Group!

The Li Clan Group, also considered a prominent name in Hengcheng, controlled thirty percent of Hengcheng's medicinal pill business.

This is also why Li Hu could become a VIP of Xingcheng Grand Pharmacy.

And at this moment, in the highest room of the Li Clan Group.

A middle-aged man, with a grim expression, gazed at Li Hu and Li Long before him.

The middle-aged man's gaunt fingers lightly tapped the tabletop.

"You mean... you went to provoke a student who is suspected to be a Martial Artist?"

Li Long said, trembling.

"Father, I didn't know he was a Martial Artist at the time; he and my second brother were classmates in the same class, both seniors, but I had never heard of such a person at school."

The middle-aged man before them was their father.

Li Tianhe!

"Father, you must save us; I don't want to be locked up in a Martial Artist prison for my next life!"

The Martial Artist prison is a facility established by the Martial Artists Association specifically for Martial Artists who refuse discipline.

Those who enter the Martial Artist prison are all heinous criminals.

And if Su Yu is a Martial Artist, then merely informing the Martial Artists Association would see even Li Long, a Quasi Martial Artist, thrown into the Martial Artist prison.

Never to be released!

Martial Artists must not be insulted; this has practically become an iron law throughout Daxia.

No one can defy it!

Li Tianhe furrowed his brows, his fingers continuously tapping the tabletop, saying nothing.

Li Long and Li Hu also dared not disturb their father at this moment.

After a long while, Li Tianhe's face turned cold and indifferent.

"Someone come!"

"Swish!"

A figure appeared beside Li Tianhe.

"Chairman!"

That person stood respectfully beside Li Tianhe.

Li Tianhe said lightly.

"Go wait at the Martial Artists Association; if that Su Yu comes out, report immediately; if he hasn't become a Martial Artist, you will deal with him yourself."

"Yes!"

That person nodded in agreement, then hesitated a moment.

"Chairman, what if that Su Yu becomes a Martial Artist?"

"Becoming a Martial Artist..."

Li Tianhe's eyes suddenly flashed with killing intent.

"Then we must kill him all the more, just do it more secretly!"

"Father!"

Li Long and Li Hu stared blankly at their father.

You know, Martial Artists must not be insulted, yet your father actually chooses to kill a Martial Artist!

Li Tianhe looked at his two sons, and the anger in his heart surged from all sides.

"What are you looking at? If it weren't for you, you think I'd be willing to take such a risk to assassinate a Martial Artist!"

Li Tianhe shouted angrily.

"Even if the Martial Artists Association knows you provoked Su Yu, a dead Martial Artist, plus our Li Family's influence in Hengcheng, will only make them turn a blind eye."

Having said that, Li Tianhe glanced lightly at the figure beside him.

That person nodded and disappeared into the office.

At the same time, in the training field.

On a huge machine, a numeric screen appeared.

The numbers rose continuously with the passage of time.

Liu Kuang appeared beside Wu Ming, hands behind his back, speaking lightly.

"The Qi and Blood level test is simple; anyone who dares to participate can do it. I just don't know how high the subsequent strength and speed tests will reach."

Wu Ming said with a smile.

"As long as he can become a Martial Artist, given his age, he will naturally be able to enter that place!"

Liu Kuang gave Wu Ming a deep look, then smiled.

"Indeed."

Having said that, the two looked at the screen.

Soon, the number on the screen jumped directly to 1!

"Success!"

Liu Kuang gave a light smile.

"This kid really does have some talent."

Soon, Su Yu walked out of the machine; those things that had resembled mechanical tentacles just now were like a bottomless pit, continuously absorbing his Qi and Blood.

"Su Yu, come over!"

Liu Kuang waved his hand.

Su Yu hurried over.

"Come, the test of Qi and Blood power has passed; come, let's test strength!"

Su Yu nodded and looked at the second machine.

It was something like a stone stele, its black surface engraved with fist marks.

"For the strength test, only reaching one thousand kilograms, i. e., one ton, qualifies as a true Martial Artist. Are you ready?"

Liu Kuang said in a deep voice.

Su Yu took a deep breath; frankly, he didn't know where his current limit of strength lay, after all, there was no dedicated testing equipment at home.

So he could only leave it to fate.

However, as long as Qi and Blood reach 1, a strength of one thousand kilograms is not difficult.

Looking at the strength testing machine before him, Su Yu adjusted his condition to peak state, gathering power in his right hand.

Then...

He pushed forward horizontally!

Thud!

Accompanied by a series of loud booms.

On the stele, fine cracks actually split open.

And on that screen, numbers appeared.

One thousand eight hundred ninety-three kilograms!

The appearance of the numbers caused Liu Kuang and Wu Ming's pupils to contract sharply.

"One thousand eight hundred kilograms!"

The two exchanged a glance, each seeing the other's shock.

What does it mean that someone who has just entered the Martial Artist Realm can unleash a strength of one thousand eight hundred kilograms?

Liu Kuang took a deep breath, looking enviously at Wu Ming.

"You guys at Yizhong have picked up a treasure; it seems that place will really produce a Hengcheng person."

At this moment, Wu Ming's face was all smiles, like a blooming flower.

Su Yu looked at his strength and began to ponder.

"Is it because of those medicinal pills?"

Su Yu knew very well that his talent wasn't the strongest, but he had a golden finger.

The medicinal pills synthesized in the Synthesis Slot are indeed top-notch; they not only enhance Qi and Blood, but also subtly increase his strength!

For a moment, Su Yu even looked forward to that Bone Tempering Pill tonight.

Soon, Su Yu arrived at the third speed testing machine.

Liu Kuang said.

"Just get on and run at full speed for one minute; as long as you reach twenty meters per second, you pass!"

Su Yu nodded, his eyes even showing some anticipation.

His strength had increased thanks to the medicinal pills; would his speed... also increase?

Soon, the machine was activated, and Su Yu exerted all his might, running wildly.

One minute quickly passed.

When Su Yu came down, panting, and looked at the screen before him, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"43 seconds!"

Liu Kuang and Wu Ming were even more shaken by the numbers.

"This kid..."

Liu Kuang sucked in a breath of cold air.

As the Vice President of the Hengcheng Martial Artists Association, he hadn't seen in decades someone who had just entered the Martial Artist Realm achieve such a result.

Immediately, his expression turned solemn, and he said to Wu Ming.

"This kid must be protected; I will notify that place to have them come specially for a test!"

Wu Ming's eyes lit up, and he immediately nodded in agreement.

In his gaze toward Su Yu, there was an added hint of anticipation.