Gao Wu: If this BOSS isn't nerfed, is it even playable?

Chapter 15 Diagnostic Test

As a long-established school in Dongjiang City, Dongjiang No.1 Middle School boasts a strong teaching staff and excellent facilities.

The largest comprehensive gymnasium was temporarily requisitioned by the city today and designated as the site for a collective preliminary examination for the five martial arts high schools in the eastern district of Dongjiang City.

The vast space, spanning tens of thousands of square meters, was brightly lit, yet the atmosphere was somber.

Thousands of senior high school students gathered here, standing clearly separated in their respective school areas.

They will take the last and most important joint mock exam before the college entrance examination here.

The atmosphere was equally somber in the panoramic observation room at the highest point of the examination hall.

An elderly man with gray hair but a straight back stood in the center of the crowd, his hands behind his back, looking down at the dark mass of people below.

He is Wang Zhengguo, the principal of Dongjiang No.1 Middle School.

His expression was unreadable, but his slightly trembling fingers betrayed his current state of mind.

There were several people of similar age standing beside him.

These people are all principals or deans of studies from several other high schools.

"Principal Wang, I heard that your No. 1 High School has produced several promising students this year, including a girl who has a good chance of getting a special admission spot at Beijing Martial Arts University."

The principal of Dongjiang No. 3 Middle School broke the silence with a smile.

Wang Zhengguo smiled slightly: "Hehe, you mean Zhang Yuqing, right? She is indeed exceptionally talented and very hardworking, but you flatter me."

Even so, his gaze subtly swept across the crowd below.

The overall college entrance rate of Dongjiang No.1 Middle School this year, especially the number of students admitted to top martial arts universities, is directly linked to the school's future reputation and the resources allocated by the Education Bureau.

One Zhang Yuqing is far from enough.

Inside the gymnasium.

In front of the array of students from Dongjiang No.1 Middle School.

Dean of Students Zhao Lixin, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and holding an electronic notepad, paced back and forth in the room with a stern face.

His sharp eyes, like a searchlight, swept across every young and nervous face.

"Quiet!"

"Keep formation!"

"If you can't even handle this much pressure, what's the point of taking the martial arts exam!"

His low rebuke made the already oppressive atmosphere even heavier.

When his gaze swept over the top students in Class 1 of Senior Three, it would unconsciously slow down and show a hint of satisfaction.

He didn't even bother to glance at the students standing nervously at the back of the line.

The area of ​​Class 7, Grade 12.

Chen Meng crossed his arms and leaned against the wall like a silent statue.

His gaze passed over the tense faces in front of him and finally landed on the figure in the middle of the group.

Lin Ye.

He had no impression of this student before.

Like most of the students in his class, he didn't have any outstanding talents.

Unremarkable.

But over the past two weeks, Chen Meng has been observing, whether intentionally or by chance.

Lin Ye's transformation can be described as a complete metamorphosis.

That's why Chen Meng held a sliver of hope for Lin Ye.

Two weeks is just a drop in the ocean for an ordinary student.

Just how far can this kid go?
Whether it's a mule or a horse, today we'll finally put it to the test.

As time passed and preparations proceeded smoothly, the atmosphere in the room grew increasingly tense and anxious.

Top students led by Zhang Yuqing.

They either closed their eyes to rest or remained calm and composed, seemingly oblivious to all the noise around them.

They are natural-born stars, accustomed to being the center of attention.

Their goal is not to meet the standards, nor to compare themselves with students from their own school.

Instead, they compare themselves to themselves and to other top students in the city.

If we can get into the city-wide rankings.

Then they will naturally receive more resources.

Most of the people in the team are "ordinary people" like Li Jun.

Their faces were filled with tension and anxiety as they checked their watches and equipment repeatedly, whispering encouragement to each other.

Their goal was simple and realistic: to achieve the target.

I got that ticket to Wuhan University of Science and Technology.

Li Jun's gaze unconsciously drifted to Lin Ye not far away, wanting to go over and say a few words to bolster his courage.

But when his gaze met Lin Ye's, his feet seemed to be nailed to the spot.

It was still that familiar face, but Li Jun could clearly sense—

This was the classmate who played games with him almost every day for two and a half years, who boasted that he wanted to become a third-rate martial artist and find a security guard job.

changed.

It even made him feel somewhat unfamiliar.

Lin Ye remained calm.

It was eerily quiet.

The tense atmosphere around him, which was enough to make one feel suffocated, was nothing more than a gentle breeze to him.

At this moment, Lin Ye was indeed the most out of place in the entire room.

He stood there calmly, breathing slowly and steadily, his eyes as still as a deep well.

Nourishes—

The piercing sound of the electric bell echoed throughout the entire stadium!
All the noise fell silent instantly.

All eyes turned to the dozen or so LCD screens hanging directly above the stadium.

The light on the largest central display screen flickered, and lines of large characters began to scroll rapidly before finally settling on a static display.

[The joint preliminary assessment has officially begun!]

[First item: Punching power test!]

[Please proceed to the testing site as instructed, and proceed to the testing location in a randomly selected list order!]

At the same time, a serious voice rang out from the stadium's loudspeakers.

"The exam is now officially starting. All invigilators, please take your positions."

Chen Meng led the students from Class 7 of Senior Three to Test Site No. 3.

The crowd automatically parted to form a passage.

The student whose name was called took a deep breath and walked with heavy steps toward the row of punching targets that gleamed with a cold metallic sheen.

Lin Ye's name was assigned to the thirteenth group, which was relatively far back in the group.

"Group One, Class Three, Li Hao, 365 kg! Pass!"

As the proctor announced the number in a loud voice, a small cheer erupted from test area number 3.

The boy with the buzz cut named Li Hao collapsed the moment he saw his results, his face filled with the ecstatic joy of surviving a disaster.

350 kg.

This is the latest punching power score line set for this year, which is 25 kilograms higher than last year.

Being able to surpass this line means that he has overcome the first and most important hurdle in his martial arts career.

"Great job, Haozi! A fantastic start!"

"Damn, that scared me to death. I saw his face turn white just now, and I thought he was going to die."

There was a buzz of discussion among the crowd, a mixture of envy and nervousness.

One student after another stepped onto the testing platform.

boom! boom! boom!
The dull thuds of striking objects and the announcements of the program rose and fell in succession.

"Class Two, Zhao Lei, 341 kg, not up to standard!"

"Class 5, Sun Qi, 328 kg, not up to standard!"

"Class One, Zhou Kai, 478 kg! Excellent!"

"Class 7, Li Jun, 350 kg, qualified!"

Li Jun was so nervous he was almost exhausted.

Back in the group, Li Jun said to Lin Ye, "That scared me to death!"

Lin Ye smiled slightly: "Passing is good enough."

"Next up, Lin Ye!"

As Lin Ye's name was called, Li Jun suppressed his joy at surviving the ordeal and cheered Lin Ye on.

"Aya, you can do it!!"

Lin Ye nodded and walked up.

(End of this chapter)