Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 34 Soft Persimmon

"This gap is a bit exaggerated..." Wei Hong said.

Feng Wenhao looked at Zhou Leng and said, "You have improved very quickly recently. Your dodge speed has exceeded 90 points? In No. Middle School, this is Zhang Xinglie's exclusive domain."

"Maybe it's luck."

"I believe it."

Soon, the third subject, weighted running, began.

Each person carried a 100-kilogram iron sand bag on each shoulder, a total of 200 kilograms of weight.

Deng Zhijue gave an order and the first ten people ran together.

Everyone saw that Zhou Leng was like a rabbit among a group of turtles. He ran far away, and the other nine people fell further and further behind.

Tao Bing whispered, "Master Chang, if you don't take action now, it will be too late. Except for the obstacle course, the following subjects are not suitable for action."

Chang Luan said nothing.

Tao Bing whispered again: "Those who took the Perfection Pills all have some background. Only Zhou Leng, who had such good martial arts exam results, was rejected by Xihai Martial Arts University. He is the easiest to control. Sometimes, you have to kill a chicken to scare the monkey."

Chang Luan gently stroked his shiny slicked-back hair with his right hand and hummed "hmm" softly through his nose.

"Don't worry." Tao Bing said with a smile.

Afterwards, Tao Bing left and talked secretly with several classmates.

The fourth subject, the long-distance obstacle race, begins.

The students frowned as they looked at the obstacle course.

Obstacle running is the most troublesome of the running subjects.

Crossing barbed wire, jumping over gravel pits, walking on ladders, climbing over walls, high-speed rope descent...

There are 39 obstacles in total, and each obstacle has a timer. If you are a little slow, you will lose points.

The obstacle race simulates a long-distance march and requires running back and forth ten times, a total of 10,000 meters.

Deng Zhijue said: "Just like the 5000-meter sprint, enter the venue one after another. This venue may be crowded, so everyone should be more careful and malicious injury is prohibited. In some narrow places, a certain degree of collision is allowed, but it must be moderate."

The instructors had smiles on their faces.

This kind of chaotic obstacle race is always a subject that is worth watching.

Wei Hong shouted, "Instructor, what if I accidentally hurt someone?"

"In combat, self-protection is also a basic ability. If you can't protect yourself in this kind of obstacle race, how are you going to fight monsters in the future? Just go home as soon as possible." An instructor said bluntly.

Some students felt vaguely uneasy and finally realized that these instructors were martial guards, not pure teachers.

"Okay, just like before, starting with student No. 01, we'll do the obstacle course every 20 seconds."

Students rushed in one after another.

Zhou Leng followed in.

At the beginning, Zhou Leng did not accelerate at full speed, but focused on familiarizing himself with the obstacles.

In the first round, Zhou Leng ranked 19th, in the second tier.

After entering the second lap, Zhou Leng accelerated slightly.

The third lap, the fourth lap...

When approaching the 20-meter-long barbed wire area, Zhou Leng observed the students around him, calculated the lead time, and suddenly rushed under the barbed wire, crawled on the ground, and moved forward quickly using his hands and feet.

The moment Zhou Leng rushed in, a classmate next to him suddenly accelerated and crashed straight into Zhou Leng who had just entered under the barbed wire.

Zhou Leng moved sideways quickly like a gecko to avoid the man.

The man suddenly cried out softly as his scalp was cut by the sharp wire mesh.

Zhou Leng didn't even look back.

After a while, Zhou Leng climbed up the wall and walked onto the high-altitude ladder.

There was only a long ladder between the two high walls.

Zhou Leng ran quickly on the ladder, getting closer and closer to the students in front.

When the two sides approached each other, the student in front suddenly stopped and leaned his back towards Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng's eyes turned cold, he clenched his hands, pushed forward, and pushed the student in front of him out of the air, and continued running.

The student landed easily, raised his hands, and shouted, "Instructor, Zhou Leng pushed me off the ladder."

The instructors smiled and did not move.

The student looked embarrassed and had to climb the wall and run the ladder again.

Soon, Zhou Leng climbed to the steep rockery, which was five stories high.

When they were about to climb to the top of the mountain, Tao Bing suddenly rushed over from the side, his shoulders as strong as an ox and his momentum was swift.

This place is steep, and Zhou Leng has no way to avoid it. He lowers his body and tightens his horse stance.

As solid as a rock.

The shadow of the Standing Elephant Chapter emerged in Zhou Leng's mind, and he rushed towards Tao Bing.

Shoulder to shoulder, proud as an elephant.

Zhou Leng's body shook slightly, and Tao Bing flew backwards from the rockery.

"Huh?" Zhou Leng looked at the light-headed Tao Bing in confusion, turned over, climbed to the top of the mountain, went down the mountain, and continued running.

In mid-air, Tao Bing's entire body felt numb, his meridians were shaking, and he was unable to circulate his Qi. He lost balance and fell heavily halfway up the mountain, rolling down.

Click...

"what……"

Tao Bing screamed and rolled to the foot of the mountain, his body covered in blood, his right leg twisted, and the bright red bone protruding from the skin.

Deng Zhijue's expression remained unchanged. Instead, he smiled and said, "Xiao Jia, take him to the medical room."

"Yes!" Instructor Jia ran over, picked up Tao Bing and ran to the medical room.

An instructor laughed and said, "Kids nowadays are too impatient."

"They overestimate themselves and have no idea what it means for Zhou Leng to score over 90 points in multiple subjects."

"It's a good day today. There's a good show to watch."

The instructors smiled and didn't take it seriously at all.

Chang Luan, who was watching everything from behind, had a sky filled with dark clouds in his eyes.

Chang Luan was in a state of confusion and slowed down.

After running round and round, when he reached the eighth round, Chang Luan climbed up the high wall and ran on the ladder in the air.

Suddenly, he felt a huge force hitting him from behind, and his body flew out at an angle.

Fortunately, this place is not high, and he is in the blood circulation stage. He barely landed on his feet and staggered a few steps before he stood firm. He looked angry and looked up to see Zhou Leng running past the ladder.

Chang Luan narrowed his eyes, smiled coldly, and continued the obstacle race.

The instructors saw everything.

"Zhou Leng is good, he is brave and sensible."

“Where there is friction there is motivation.”

"Back then, we fought to the bitter end."

In the next few laps, Zhou Leng had a very smooth journey.

The people in front even took the initiative to make way for Zhou Leng.

The obstacle race was over, new scores were handed out, and the class suddenly became much quieter.

Zhou Leng scored 93.8 points.

Only a few people were unclear about what happened.

Feng Wenhao, Wei Hong and others approached.

Feng Wenhao asked in a low voice: "Did they start the fight first?"

Zhou Leng nodded.

"Humph, it's okay. We are martial arts students. As long as we don't get disabled, we won't be punished even if we lose our hands and feet."

Wei Hong whispered, "The other party is not an easy target, you better be careful."

After a while, Lu Juncai, who was the top student in the class, came over and asked, "Did Chang Luan look for you too?"

Zhou Leng nodded.

Lu Juncai is tall and strong, with muscles as strong as cast iron.

Lu Juncai said, "I've seen your supplementary exam results, which are much higher than mine. Don't bother with that kind of bastard. Your target is Xu Kangan from the next class. Fight for first place in our class."

The obstacle course is over, and the fourth subject is weightlifting.

Soon, it was Zhou Leng's turn to step onto the demonized weightlifting platform.

It was a gate-shaped device. Zhou Leng stretched his hands upwards to support the thick steel plate on the top.

With a slight "beep" sound, the thick steel plate slowly pressed down, and the blue magic patterns on the surface of the steel plate became brighter and brighter.

On the display screen of the door frame, the number representing the weight increased rapidly.

100...200...300...

The whole class stared at the number.

As the black steel block pressed down, Zhou Leng's face became redder and redder, and his body sank slightly.

Suddenly, with a "beep" sound, the thick steel plate slowly moved up. Zhou Leng took his hands off the steel plate, walked out, and looked back.

496.5 kg.

90.5 points.

Walking back to his classmates, Feng Wenhao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, it's finally back to normal. That pervert Zhang Xinglie got full marks, and he was 'super marks', weighing over 900 kilograms, he's simply a monster."

Wei Hongze said: "Zhou Leng's body is obviously at the level of a minor genius, and he really can't be compared with a major genius. Next, it depends on the comprehensive test, especially the luck weightlifting and maximum destructive intensity, which can best show his strength."

Then, other people started weightlifting one after another, and as a result, three of them got 100 points. A total of twelve students’ weightlifting scores exceeded Zhou Leng’s.

Including Chang Luan's weightlifting scores are all higher than Zhou Leng's.

Several instructors stared at Zhou Leng.

There is probably another reason why Zhou Leng is so strong in other aspects but relatively weak in strength.

I haven't kept up with the medicinal pills and meat diet since I was a child.

Strength needs to be accumulated slowly over many years.

If Zhou Leng is supplemented with meat medicinal food and elixirs, to what extent will he grow?
Deng Zhijue thought about it, and wrote two simple reports based on Zhou Leng's data and his own opinions, and sent them to Chief Instructor Huang Jingqiu and Hall Master Wang Boxiong respectively.

Wang Boxiong was handling the affairs of the Wuwei Bureau. He took a quick look and the surveillance equipment connected to the examination room was projected onto the large light screen in front.

Next, do the punch strength test.

It was Zhou Leng's turn. He first tried a few punches and then stood in front of the magic fist force measuring instrument.

The front is a thick black leather pad as big as the back of a chair, covered with scuff marks.

Zhou Leng took a deep breath, pushed off the ground with his right foot, twisted his body and arms like whips, channeling strength throughout his body as he punched out.

Everyone's eyes widened. It was clearly just a punch, but it looked like a whole person rushing forward.

The instructors nodded one after another and used a very standard collision style of force, which was equivalent to putting all the strength of their bodies on their fists.

boom!
Everyone looked at the display screen.

"507.25 kilograms."

"94.2 points."

Everyone checked their phones to see Zhou Leng's weightlifting strength and compare it with his punching power.

Wei Hong said: "Punch power is closely related to weight and basic strength. Zhou Leng is so much behind in weight and his basic strength is not strong, but his punches almost scored 95 points, which shows that Zhou Leng's power level is quite high. If nothing unexpected happens, Zhou Leng's destructive intensity will also be very strong."

After a short rest, everyone entered the Qi test.

The total amount of Qi and the strength of Qi are both measured using the Qi Meter, which is very fast.

Since many people in the class used the Perfection Pill and advanced to the Blood Circulation Stage, many people scored full marks of 100.

Zhou Leng had reached the eighth level of Qi cultivation, with a total Qi score of 91.3 points and a Qi strength score of 92.8 points.

The third round is about Qi control.

The event was still bubble shooting. The students began to practice, and the instructors all stared at Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng scored 99 points in both the military examination and the supplementary examination.

Soon, the formal exam began and it was Zhou Leng's turn.

The bubbles flew out, hitting the target ten times out of ten, without touching the frame, and shattering when they hit the ground.

100 points.

The audience was silent.

"Awesome..." Wei Hong exclaimed.

Chang Luan looked at the eye-catching 100 points on the display screen, frowning as he thought of Tao Bing who was almost smashed to pieces.

Chang Luan vaguely felt that he had picked the wrong target.

It is very likely that the actual situation is not only not soft, but not even a persimmon.

(End of this chapter)