The Fourth Calamity: People in High Martial Arts, Gods in Games

Chapter 126 Blood Qi Like a Dragon, Blood Qi Like Wolf Smoke

Martial Arts Examination Room.

More than fifty young men and women of different races gathered in front of the testing platform. The three deacons of the Martial Arts Association on the platform glanced around and, after confirming that all those to be tested were present, the three-eyed elder with gray hair at the head of the group had the accompanying members of the Martial Arts Association close the door to the testing room.

"The martial arts assessment is officially beginning. Those whose numbers are called, please come forward for the test." The old man's loud voice silenced the somewhat noisy young martial artists.

Lin Qi also moved closer.

The entire martial arts assessment room is very large. The running track on the platform alone is fifty meters long. In addition, there is a strength measuring device the size of a truck and a transparent sealed chamber, which tests speed, strength, and qi and blood value respectively. The tests are quite simple.

The three-eyed old man glanced at the list on the smartwatch and read aloud, "Number 1, Tust, you are the first to come up and test your speed. Each of you only has one chance. You cannot take the test again within one month after the test. I hope you cherish this opportunity."

A young man from the Half-Scaled Clan walked up from the crowd, nodded, and stood in front of the track.

At this moment, the young men and women below the stage all looked at this half-scaled youth, curious about what level this number one could be.

Suddenly, the whistle blew on the track, and the half-scale youth was like a whirlwind, covering the 50-meter distance in less than two seconds. His speed left many people present speechless.

"That's fast."

"That speed is probably over 35 meters per second."

Many of the young men and women present now looked at the half-scaled youth with a different gaze, each one filled with wariness.

The young martial artists who come to take the martial arts assessment at this time are almost all aiming for the genius training camp in the City of Light; they are all competitors.

Soon, the recorder on the track displayed a data of 37.64 meters per second. The accuracy of the record was far superior to that of external testing machines.

Then the half-scaled youth came to the strength testing device and threw a punch with all his might.

boom!

The strength tester wobbled slightly, displaying a reading of 1862.57 kg.

Finally, they entered the transparent sealed chamber. With a roar from the half-scaled youth Tust, he unleashed the power of his blood and qi, causing a faint mist to rise from his body. The sealed chamber even vibrated slightly, allowing everyone present to feel the strength of this blood and qi.

Qi and blood value: 152.3 units!

The moment this number was announced, the entire audience erupted in uproar.

Excellent potential!

With such potential, there's an 80-90% chance of getting into the annual talent training camp.

"Hmm, impressive. I never expected that the Half-Scale Clan would produce another promising talent this year. He's not even 22 years old and has already achieved such results. Entering the Genius Training Camp is almost a certainty." The three-eyed elder looked at the Half-Scale Clan youth after the test and exclaimed.

"Indeed impressive, he's a contender for a top ten spot in this year's genius training camp." Feng Gelin nodded and smiled at the half-scaled youth.

As members of the Half-Scaled Clan, the stronger the Half-Scaled Clan is, the more influence they have in the City of Light, and even the Half-Scaled Clan warriors can benefit from this.

The Genius Training Camp is a place where the City of Light gathers resources to cultivate strong individuals. The top ten students each time they are admitted receive generous martial arts resources. As long as they can maintain their ranking, they can enter the upper echelons of the City of Light upon graduation, and their future prospects are limitless.

"Deacon Feng, I saw you chatting with a young human at the entrance just now," a Crystal Clan deacon asked curiously. "You two seemed to be talking quite a bit. Is that young human very talented?"

Feng Linlin has always been aloof in the Martial Arts Association. He rarely speaks a word to anyone except when facing young warriors of the Half-Scale Clan or young people with exceptional talent who are likely to become high-ranking members of the City of Light.

The fact that Feng Linge suddenly started chatting with a young human warrior makes one curious about this young human.

Upon hearing this, Feng Gelin's happy expression immediately turned indifferent: "He's just an unregistered vagrant who luckily advanced to the rank of martial artist in the abandoned area. He and I had a minor conflict before because of an association mission."

"It seems this young human is quite bold, daring to cause trouble with the association's deacon." The Crystal Clan deacon couldn't help but glance at Lin Qi a few more times.

Although the deacons of the Martial Arts Association do not have much power, they generally have extensive connections because they work in the association. If they spread any bad news to other martial artists, even if they become martial artists themselves, it will be difficult for them to get along in the city in the future.

The reason why ordinary people become martial artists and their status and wealth change so drastically is mainly because of hunting in the wild. Hunting monsters in the wild can make a lot of money every time, and there is no worry about not having a market in the city. However, even if a martial artist acts alone in the wild, it is a very dangerous behavior. Normally, they have to team up with other martial artists to hunt.

When no one is willing to team up, a lone warrior is not only very inefficient at hunting, but also faces dangers several times greater than when hunting in a team. This is especially true for novice warriors, who are very likely to lose their lives when hunting alone in the wild.

Even the weakest monsters in the wild are usually at the level of a beginner martial artist. If a beginner martial artist encounters a stronger monster, they will have to go around it. If they are discovered, a beginner martial artist with little experience can easily die.

For a newcomer like Lin Qi to dare to clash with a half-scaled clan steward like Feng Gelin is tantamount to courting death.

Feng Gelin smiled dismissively, convinced that Lin Qi would become a dead man in the future.

"You've only just been promoted to martial artist, yet you dare to hold a grudge against me. I'll show you later that even if you become a martial artist, you're nothing in my eyes." Feng Gelin glanced at Lin Qi.

After deciding on this assessment, he sent messages to the martial artists he knew, telling Lin Qi that he could only hunt in the wild alone from now on. Without experienced martial artists to lead the way, he would not even know how he died when he went hunting in the wild.

While Feng Gelin and the Crystal Clan steward were chatting, one young martial artist after another was completing the test.

More than ten minutes passed, and more than twenty young martial artists were tested. Only two people achieved the best results: one was Tust, a half-scaled youth with excellent martial artist potential, and the other was Fan Linhai, a winged woman with excellent martial artist potential. There were only six other people who reached the upper level of potential.

"Number 27, Raymond, come up here," the white-haired, three-eyed old man announced.

"Yes!" A burly young man with long, jet-black horns on his forehead and a human appearance stepped forward.

No one present paid any attention to this young man from the Horned Clan. The Horned Clan was not one of the top ten races in the City of Light; they were just an ordinary race that had never produced any notable figures over the years. In many years, not a single member of the Horned Clan had ever entered the Genius Training Camp, making them a race with virtually no presence.

It wasn't until this young man from the horned tribe named Raymond began the test.

Strength: 1457.15kg

Speed: 35.78 meters per second

At the age of 23, his grades were quite ordinary among the many young martial artists who wanted to enter the genius training camp.

boom!

With a violent jolt inside the sealed cabin, mist rose from the young man of the Barbarian Horned Tribe, startling everyone present.

Qi and blood value: 171.2 units!

"Top-tier potential!" The white-haired, three-eyed elder couldn't help but look at Raymond as he stepped out of the sealed chamber, his voice trembling slightly. "A genius! The Barbarian Horned Clan has actually produced a genius martial artist!"

"Holy crap! How can these horned barbarians have such strong blood and energy!"

"This blood energy value would rank in the top ten even if it were placed in the previous genius training camp. The previous Half-Scale Clan produced quite a few genius martial artists, and can be considered the golden generation of all the genius training camps. This year's blood energy value should at least rank in the top five."

The young martial artists present looked at Raymond with no competitive spirit, only admiration and respect. Such terrifying blood energy, if he could maintain it, would guarantee that he would reach a level above high-level martial artist after graduating from the genius training camp.

This prompted the three deacons present to step forward and strike up a conversation.

Genius warrior!

Only a handful of geniuses emerge from the entire training camp over three years. Once they graduate, they can embark on the fast track to success, stepping into the upper echelons of the City of Light, far surpassing ordinary martial artists.

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After several minutes of noise in the examination room, the three deacons finally quieted it down and began the examination.

After Raymond, a genius martial artist, appeared, the young martial artists who were tested later showed only average potential. After testing more than ten people, the highest potential among them was only above average, which made the reaction in the venue subdued.

"Number 49, Lin Qi, come up!" the white-haired old man read out, looking at the list.

As the white-haired, three-eyed old man called out "Lin Qi," many young martial artists present looked at Lin Qi as he walked onto the stage.

"A human warrior? I just saw him chatting with a steward; his potential seems quite high."

"What do you mean by 'not low potential'? I heard their conversation. It wasn't a chat at all; it was a full-blown confrontation. It seems like there's a lot of conflict between them. I don't know what this human is thinking, daring to cause trouble with the association's deacon. The human race hasn't produced any notable figures in the past ten years. Last year, only one person got into the genius training camp. They're only slightly stronger than the horned race."

"Twenty or thirty years ago, the human race produced a few geniuses, almost making them one of the top ten races in the City of Light. Unfortunately, their talent pool has dwindled in recent years. The human who entered the genius training camp last year had the potential to reach the upper level and barely made it into the top 100. I wonder if he can reach the upper level."

As everyone watched Lin Qi begin his test, they were all curious about what gave this human warrior, who dared to clash with the association's deacon, such confidence.

Lin Qi walked onto the track, leaving a blur in his wake, and appeared fifty meters away in less than two seconds.

Speed: 34.28 meters per second.

This speed is only considered below average among the more than forty people tested.

Then Lin Qi walked up to the strength testing device and threw a punch, causing the device to vibrate.

Strength: 1507.27 kg.

Similarly, their performance was mediocre among more than forty people.

The white-haired, three-eyed old man shook his head as he looked at Lin Qi's score, then pointed to the sealed cabin and said, "Go in."

Although such a result is not at the level of a beginner martial artist, daring to oppose Feng Gelin is really courting death.

Lin Qi was not surprised by his results. After all, he was currently stuck on the second level of the Shocking Breathing Technique. Extracting the first level of the Shocking Breathing Technique from players would be meaningless, and naturally, his physical attributes would not improve. The slight improvement he had now was entirely due to the effects of the small energy vein and the Blood Essence Rice.

He nodded and went into the sealed chamber, curious about how far his blood and qi could go.

He cultivated the Divine Breathing Technique, which is comparable to advanced martial arts training methods, making his qi and blood 30% stronger than that of ordinary martial artists.

Because he had perfected the first level of the Shocking Breathing Technique, his Qi and blood were stronger than before. In addition, because he had learned the Body Strengthening Secret Technique, the cellular structure of his whole body had also changed significantly. The strength and density of his cells were several times higher than before, and the Qi and blood that his body could mobilize had been significantly enhanced.

So he himself doesn't know the current state of his Qi and blood.

Only after the hatch was completely closed did Lin Qi take a deep breath and unleash all the qi and blood in his body.

boom!

Without concealing his own qi and blood, Lin Qi seemed to emit a dragon's roar, followed by a faint mist rising up. A few inches away from his body, it turned into a light smoke, and the heat wave he generated continuously impacted the sealed chamber, causing it to shake violently.

Until Lin Qi completely erupted, everyone present was stunned.

"Blood and smoke!"

"This is a cloud of blood energy! How could a beginner martial artist have such abundant blood energy?"

The heat emanating from Lin Qi inside the sealed chamber left any knowledgeable young martial artists present speechless with astonishment.

For a martial artist to achieve the level of rising blood and qi that resembles a wolf's breath, they must be at least a mid-level martial artist, and not just any ordinary mid-level martial artist.

The entire room fell into a deathly silence as the sealed chamber displayed the final readings.

Qi and blood value: 213.4 units!

(End of this chapter)