Being forced to grow like a pig? But I'm immune to the consequences!

Upon hearing this, Zhao Dele paused, looking slightly surprised.

"Wow, Linzi, that's impressive! I never realized that before."

He then sighed, "Linzi, you're right. Everyone appreciates beauty, and I like beautiful women too. But liking someone is one thing, but it's not worth going over there and fawning over them. Like I said—she may be pretty, but she's not going to sleep with you, so what's the point of fawning over her?"

He gestured towards Xu Fei with his lip: "Look at those guys, always hanging around her, what good do they get out of it? She won't give them anything. At most, it's just satisfying their vanity—playing with a pretty woman like Ning Yi makes them look good. But in reality? It's completely useless."

"In short, this woman named Ning Yi is highly skilled. We should minimize contact with her and avoid getting involved with her."

He glanced at the people around him: "Of us, I'm the most clear-headed, you know that. Suoguli isn't the kind of person who would be blinded by beauty. Tu Nan may seem dull, but he has a good sense of right and wrong. The one I'm most worried about is you—Zhang Lin. I'm really afraid that one day you'll be taken advantage of by a pretty woman."

He paused, then his tone became lighter: "But after hearing what you said just now, I feel much more at ease."

"Alright, enough joking around, it'll be our turn soon."

Soon, it was Zhao Dele and his group's turn to go on stage.

Xu Fei and his group immediately turned their attention to them—they didn't want to miss the performance of these enemies.

Zhang Lin and Tu Nan stepped forward one after the other.

Zhang Lin's punching power: 305kg.

Tu Nan's punching power: 310kg.

Both results were average; not bad among a hundred or so people, but not outstanding either. A difference of just a few kilograms in punching power could result in a significant difference in ranking.

Xu Fei and Zhou Wei exchanged a glance, their faces showing disdain.

"Tch, I thought you were something special, is that all?" Xu Fei sneered. "People from the outer city, as expected, are just this much."

"Exactly, they're just trash," Zhou Wei chimed in. "We'll teach them a lesson when we get the chance."

Liu Zhi joined in the mockery, completely unaware that his punching power was inferior to that of Zhang Lin and Tu Nan.

Shen Zitong didn't participate; he was busy chatting with Ning Yi—he was the kind of guy who really liked to get close to girls. But at this moment, Ning Yi's mind didn't seem to be on him; her gaze kept drifting in a certain direction.

Next is Suoguli.

He walked up to the testing device, lowered his waist, and threw a punch.

The screen displays the number: 319kg.

This is a very good result; making it into the top 32 is basically guaranteed.

Zhang Lin and Tu Nan's faces lit up with joy—there was a subsidy in the Suogu Li. If he could make it into the top thirty-two and get the extra reward of one serving of exotic beast meat every two days, they could also share in the benefits.

"I have fulfilled my mission." He got off the rope and nodded to the two of them.

"Haha, we were right after all!" Zhang Lin and Tu Nan were both very happy.

Xu Fei and his group felt as uncomfortable as if they had swallowed fly droppings.

"I remember that guy named Suoguli also applied for a subsidy, right?" Zhou Wei frowned.

"Yes." Liu Zhi nodded.

"Damn it, these people from out of town, all they know is how to be greedy for small gains and scramble for subsidies!" Xu Fei cursed under his breath.

Of course, they only dared to mutter these words in private. After all, these two-faced guys wouldn't dare let others hear them being so shameless.

After Suoguli, came Zhao Dele.

This guy usually seems shrewd, but I didn't expect him to be so strong – 313kg.

"Congratulations, Brother Dele!" Zhang Lin laughed. "I really didn't know you were this strong!"

Zhao Dele waved his hand: "We'll see. Whether we can make it into the top thirty is still uncertain."

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In an instant, several pairs of eyes focused on them—Zhao Dele and his group were curious, while Xu Fei and his gang were even more eager to get their attention.

"How much do you think Brother Wu can achieve?" Zhao Dele asked.

Soguli pondered, "It's hard to say. He's from the same place as Tu Nan and Zhang Lin. When he was in the Hyena Gang, I heard he was about the same level as Tu Nan. But his fighting skills are so strong, and he has extra potential potions... I guess it should be above 320."

Xu Fei was also muttering to himself.

"Guess how many of these bastards there are?" Xu Fei gritted his teeth.

"How many? At most 300." Liu Zhi said dismissively. "Someone from out of town, with no resources or connections, how strong can they be?"

Xu Fei felt a little better after hearing this.

Wu Sheng walked up to the testing device.

He deliberately controlled his strength and threw a punch.

The screen displays the number: 327kg.

The group from Suoguli were slightly surprised, but not unexpected—they had long anticipated Wu Sheng's strength. A score of 327 was definitely among the top in the hundred or so people.

Xu Fei and his group's faces instantly darkened.

Xu Fei's face turned ashen, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

He could still make sarcastic remarks about Suoguli's score, since it didn't pose a threat to him. But Wu Sheng's score directly surpassed his 324!

This lowly out-of-town bastard he had always looked down on had actually surpassed him in punching power!

"Damn it! How come this guy surnamed Wu is so tall?" Zhou Wei cursed. "Is there something wrong with the testing equipment?"

Liu Zhi suddenly remembered something: "I remember he was a sparring partner at the advanced training ground, right? Could it be that he traded sparring partners for potential-enhancing drugs, and then drank a few extra doses these past few days, forcing himself to reach that level?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Fei's expression softened slightly.

"Yes, possibly!" He clung to the idea like a lifeline. "Those potential-enhancing potions, without the corresponding beast meat to replenish them, will damage your foundation if you drink too much. Hmph, he's having a good time now, but wait until he hits a bottleneck and suffers terribly. He'll have his day!"

He seemed to already see Wu Sheng's potential exhausted and his ability to move forward, and a hint of smugness appeared on his face.

As Wu Sheng stepped off the testing platform, the members of Suoguli nodded and congratulated him.

In a corner where no one was watching, Yan Liang had also finished his test.

296 kg.

This number isn't high; it's significantly lower than Zhang Lin's and Tu Nan's. He's been spending too much time cleaning these past few days, and his cultivation has suffered considerably.

Looking at this result, he felt resentful again—it's all that stupid task's fault!

But it's okay, he comforted himself, from today onwards, he will never do that lousy job again.

The punching power test ended quickly, and all the results were tallied and compiled.

In less than half an hour, the rankings were determined.

What everyone is most concerned about is naturally the top thirty-two.

The list is posted from lowest to highest:

32nd place: Zhao Dele

Seeing his name, Zhao Dele's face broke into a smile. He had been worried about whether he could get in, but he hadn't expected to actually succeed. He was the type of person who tended to think the worst, so this unexpected joy was especially delightful.

From top to bottom:

30th place: Ning Yi

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27th place: Zhou Wei

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20th place: Soguli

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Eighth place: Xu Fei

Above that are the top three.

Third place: Wu Sheng

Second place: Liu Zhen

First place: Elis