Chapter 13

Yang Lei squinted at Lin Qi and thought to himself:

"Lin Qi's family is poor, he can't afford medicine; no matter how well he practices the basics, it's almost impossible for his Qi and blood value to break through 6.0."

Thinking of this, a strange sense of superiority arose in his heart.

"Hoo~"

Lin Qi exhaled and walked quickly to the fist strength tester.

Relaxing his body, he could feel gazes locking onto him.

But he wasn't nervous inside; he had a clear understanding of his own strength.

Lin Qi's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly exploded; force originated from his feet, like a kinetic chain, supporting and transmitting power to his waist segment by segment.

Then, using his waist to drive the force, his Qi and blood surged, and his body tensed like a bow.

The Tiger-Form Fist's force-exertion mode was to make the muscles explode instantly; his fist was like dynamite, driving the power of his whole body to explode.

His fist launched like a cannonball, drawing an arc and slamming into the red target.

"Bang!!"

With a sudden punch, the target began to shake violently.

The next moment, a string of numbers appeared on the tester's electronic screen—"640.5kg!"

"640kg?"

Someone couldn't help but exclaim.

Round-faced Li Shaodong said in surprise: "I remember that last semester, Lin Qi could only hit 510kg, not even as good as me, and yet after one summer vacation, he improved by more than a hundred kilograms?"

Yang Lei widened his eyes, unable to believe what he was seeing.

640kg?

Isn't that the same as him?

"Bang bang!!"

"643kg!"

"646kg!"

Lin Qi threw two more punches in succession, the fist strength being about the same, and he smiled after seeing the data.

Not more, not less, just enough to exceed Yang Lei.

"Next, test the speed!"

Wu Kang couldn't help but nod.

Lin Qi walked slowly to the starting point of the track, with the speed-testing area composed of infrared rays in front of him.

"Whoosh~"

In an instant, Lin Qi's back arched, and he launched like an arrow from a bowstring.

His leg muscles exploded like gunpowder, bringing a gust of wind; in the blink of an eye, he crossed the finish line infrared rays and finally decelerated to a stop.

The speed tester screen also changed, displaying data—"14.4m/s!"

"Fist strength 646kg, speed 14.4m/s, this is definitely a Qi and blood value breaking 6.0."

"Good, Lin Lin Qi Ge is awesome, just a little higher than Yang Lei."

In the crowd, Jiang Tao laughed loudly and wantonly.

"Haha!!"

Others also smiled after hearing this.

Yang Lei's face turned livid, and he curled his lips: "I just didn't perform well; if I do it again, I'll definitely exceed him."

Lin Qi looked at his results with satisfaction, returned to the crowd, and reached out to fist-bump Jiang Tao.

"Lin Lin Qi Ge, strong!"

"I knew you would definitely have no problem."

Jiang Tao smiled and gave a thumbs up.

"After all, we are going to the elite class together." Lin Qi also smiled for once.

"Jiang Tao!"

"Here!"

As students were called one by one, it was soon Jiang Tao's turn.

"Crack!"

"Finally my turn." Jiang Tao rubbed his hands, moved his body, and walked to the fist strength tester impatiently.

He was about 1.85 meters tall, tall and powerful, with long arms and bronze-colored skin, like a terrifying upright great ape.

His muscles expanded, veins bulged, he twisted his waist and hips, and his fists boomed out like cannonballs.

"Bang bang bang!"

The target shook violently, and numbers appeared.

"814kg!"

"815kg!"

"816kg!"

"My god, Jiang Tao's improvement speed is also really fast; his fist strength is better each time, he has already broken through 800 kilograms."

Someone exclaimed, and Lin Qi was also startled.

It seems it wasn't just him improving; his best friend was also improving rapidly.

This fist strength had already broken through 800 kilograms, and his Qi and blood value was very likely to have broken through 8.0.

Jiang Tao's talent was also very impressive.

He also felt happy for Jiang Tao.

A few minutes later

"Zhu Yuqi fist strength 879kg!"

"Yu Jing fist strength 901kg!"

"Plus Jiang Tao, the top three in the class are truly terrifyingly strong; they are completely not on the same level as the others."

The surrounding people were in an uproar, discussing and looking at the three of them.

"Alright, move the things away, next is the fist technique test."

"Those whose names are called, come up to demonstrate the fist technique."

After the fist strength and speed tests, Wu Kang stood up and said.

"Zhou Ping!" Zhou Ping stepped forward, cupped his fists in salute, then set up his stance and pounced out; his movements were lively, using stillness to control motion.

He was practicing the Crane-Form Fist, with a style that was quick in binding and extending, like a shuttle entering the forest, and even more clever when landing on branches.

After finishing the fist technique, he looked at the teacher expectantly.

Wu Kang said expressionlessly: "Zhou Ping, Good-"

"Next!"

Zhou Ping returned to the crowd with an ugly expression.

"The fist technique realm cannot form a specific score; it can only be simply divided into four grades: Excellent, Good, Average, Poor, with each grade divided into plus and minus."

"To get an Excellent+, only the Five-Form Fist breaking through to Great Completion will do."

Round-faced Li Shaodong spoke up again in the crowd.

"That's too hard, I estimate it doesn't exceed the count of five fingers."

!

Just as everyone was discussing, the test continued.

"Li Yu'an, Good+!"

"Cui Chengshan, Good-!"

"Lu Xinjuan, Excellent-"

"..."

As students went up one by one to demonstrate their fist techniques, the five fist techniques—Dragon, Tiger, Crane, Ape, and Snake—were all displayed.

Wu Kang only needed to watch for a few glances each time to determine the result, and then announced it ruthlessly.

"Hoo~"

"Ha~"

Yang Lei was sturdy, with huge muscles and thick fingers; when he swung his fist technique, it was like the wind.

His was also the Tiger-Form Fist; his tiger claws slapped out like a tiger descending the mountain, raising bursts of strong wind.

"Bang bang bang!!"

As the moves were executed with his arms, crisp sounds rang out!

"Yang Lei, Excellent+!"

Wu Kang announced loudly and swiped on his tablet.

"Brother Lei is awesome, Qi and blood value broken 6, Tiger-Form Fist Great Completion, he's a lock for the elite class now."

Someone flattered him.

Yang Lei withdrew his stance, feeling secretly pleased by the flattery.

"That goes without saying, who do you think I am!"

"I've been receiving guidance from teachers during the day recently, and every day when I go back, there's also a private tutor our family hired, specifically to guide me alone."

Yang Lei grinned and showed off.

"I have to say, this Yang Lei still has some skills, but compared to Lin Lin Qi Ge, he no longer has an advantage."

Jiang Tao whispered.

"Lin Qi!"

Wu Kang announced loudly, then looked at Lin Qi curiously.

"I'm going!"

After Lin Qi finished speaking, he walked out of the crowd, walked to the middle under everyone's gaze, and performed a cupped-fist salute.

He took a deep breath, his gaze narrowed, and an invisible momentum was released from his body.

Then he started demonstrating the Tiger-Form Fist.

He recalled the various key points about the Tiger-Form Fist in his mind.

The next moment, his gaze changed, and his momentum shifted.

Force originated from the waist, reached the fingertips, tiger claws slapped out, and the fist momentum was fierce.

Qi and blood surged, like a fierce tiger born into the world.

Sometimes like a tiger descending the mountain, sometimes like an angry tiger exiting the forest, sometimes like a hungry tiger catching a sheep...

It was fierce and sharp, with the fist wind whistling.

"Bang bang bang~~"

Every move and style made a crisp sound, like an air cannon.

"One of the signs of the Five-Form Fist reaching Great Completion is that every move can make a sound, crisp and loud."

"The Tiger-Form Fist has six moves, totaling six sounds; Lin Qi's Tiger-Form Fist has also reached Great Completion." Someone exclaimed.

"Although Lin Qi's build is a bit thin, he possesses the spirit of a fierce tiger; he looks completely different." Someone sighed.

Lin Qi finished the fist technique, and at the same time, Wu Kang's surprised voice reached his ears.

Wu Kang looked at Lin Qi, surprised in his heart:

"This kid is improving really fast; the Tiger-Form Fist has actually really broken through to Great Completion."

"He has mastered the spirit of the Tiger-Form Fist; he has a fierce tiger in his heart, sniffing the roses."

Lin Qi had truly given him a big surprise; he had really misjudged him.

Lin Qi also revealed a satisfied smile.

He cupped his fists in salute, turned around, returned to the crowd, and fist-bumped Jiang Tao.

Looking at Lin Qi's figure, many people had an inexplicable feeling that Lin Qi seemed to have become different.

Half an hour later

"I announce that the minor test is officially over; you will know the specific results and rankings in half an hour."

"Many students have had a huge improvement in their martial arts this time, and I am very gratified."

"And entering the elite class will also be a new beginning."

"Dismissed!"

After testing the last person, Wu Kang announced loudly.

After hearing Wu Kang's words, some people started to get nervous, while others bustled about washing up, preparing to return to the classroom to wait for the results and rankings.

Wu Kang himself returned to the office.

The results of this minor test had changed quite a bit from the past, and an unexpected person had appeared.

(End of chapter)