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

The numbers appeared, not much different from the previous few. Liao Xing couldn't help but smile, calculating in his mind: Mo Han's initial punching power was less than eighty, and the increase after breaking through one level would be limited; he definitely wouldn't surpass him. Yan Liang and Zhang Lin didn't have any extra potions, so they were even less of a concern. It seemed like the top five was secure.

He bowed slightly to the instructor with a smug look on his face and stepped aside.

"Mohan."

"Don't worry, you're better than him," Wu Sheng said in a low voice.

Mohan nodded, strode forward, and delivered a straight punch without any fancy moves!

"103 kg!"

The moment the numbers appeared, Liao Xing's smile froze, and his face darkened visibly. This meant that he had been overtaken by Mo Han and had fallen to last place among the five. If just one more person surpassed him, the top five would change hands!

"The rest of you, continue lining up!" Guo Hui's voice rang out.

As more testers stepped forward, their punching power increased, but none of them broke through the first level of Body Tempering. The atmosphere eased slightly, but Liao Xing's heart pounded even harder.

Soon, it was Yan Liang's turn.

"Yan Liang, let them see your talent!" Wang An encouraged from the side, seemingly proud of him.

Liao Xing's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

"Not bad, you don't have any extra medicine either." Guo Hui nodded again, his gaze towards Zhang Lin now showing a hint of approval.

A look of relief spread across Zhang Lin's face, and as he walked back to the group, he unconsciously straightened his back a little.

"Zhang Lin, congratulations." Yan Liang felt a little uncomfortable, but still offered a nonchalant compliment.

Wang An's expression shifted several times before he adopted the demeanor of a high-ranking hoodlum, wanting to curry favor but feeling it would be shameful to fawn over someone of lower status, so he appeared quite stiff: "Not bad, Zhang Lin, your abilities are truly hidden. You've secured a spot in the top five."

Zhang Lin's smile widened, tinged with a hint of shyness.

Liao Xing muttered under his breath, "Hmph, it's just one kilogram more... If I hadn't performed poorly..." His eyes flickered as he considered whether he should ask Guo Hui to retest him.

"Next, a name."

"Mr. Wu."

Upon hearing this name, Liao Xing temporarily suppressed his frustration and gestured to the people around him, "Guess how many points he can score?"

Wang An speculated maliciously, "There's definitely no breakthrough. But eating so much, it should increase a bit, maybe eighty-five? Ninety at most."

Yan Liang, however, feigned fairness, saying, "That's not necessarily true. Maybe they're hiding it too?" He then added, with a hint of sarcasm, "But even if they break through, they probably won't surpass my ninety-nine."

He didn't want to see Wu Sheng also taking advantage of him.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wu Sheng stepped forward steadily. He did not use his full strength, but only mobilized about 60% of his power, and punched the test target with a flat fist.

"104 kg!"

The numbers on the screen silenced the entire training ground, followed by a chorus of soft gasps!

This result not only surpassed Zhang Lin's 102kg, but also exceeded Mohan's 103kg, directly jumping to fourth place!

Although Wu Sheng's composure over the past few days has made him a force to be reckoned with, no one expected that he would not only break through to the first level of Body Tempering, but also break into the top five and rank so high!

Seeing this, Zhang Yong couldn't help but praise, "Wow! This batch of seedlings is impressive; three of them can break through without additional potions."

Guo Hui laughed heartily, his face beaming: "What does this prove? It proves that I, Old Guo, have done a good job of teaching!"

Wu Sheng calmly walked back to the line. Mo Han excitedly punched him: "Wow, you're something else! You've been hiding your talent! Now we're both in the top five!"

While some rejoiced, others grieved. Liao Xing, Yan Liang, and the others' faces instantly turned extremely grim. Wu Sheng's outstanding performance was definitely not good news for them. Zhang Lin's joy also faded, leaving only bitterness—Wu Sheng's entry into the top five meant that his fifth-place spot was now in jeopardy.

However, Zhang Yong's next words rekindled a glimmer of hope for the group who had fallen to rock bottom:

"Your overall performance this time was quite good, and we will report it to our superiors. The adults in the inner city have always been generous with resources for cultivating outstanding talents. Therefore, even if you don't make it into the top five, as long as this test confirms that you have broken through the first level of Body Tempering, you should be able to apply for additional potential potion subsidies."

Immediately, someone asked urgently, "Master Zhang, if I just broke through today, would that count?"

Amidst many expectant gazes, Zhang Yong shook his head: "I'm sorry, it won't work. You should understand that breaking through to the first level of Body Tempering isn't too difficult. Without the aid of potions, many people break through a day or two later. If we distribute them all, the resources won't be enough. However..."

He changed the subject, his tone becoming serious: "Even if you get the extra potions this time, don't slack off. If you don't perform well in the subsequent assessments, the subsidy may still be canceled. The later Body Tempering stages are where your talent will truly be tested."

……

The second assessment has concluded. In the training ground, an invisible hierarchy quietly emerged. The eight who broke through to the first level of Body Tempering naturally became the focus. Among these eight, Wu Sheng, Zhang Lin, and Yan Liang, who broke through without the aid of extra potions, attracted even more attention.

This attention was just something to talk about for most people, but for Liao Xing, especially for Wu Sheng's striking "outstanding" appearance, it was like a poisonous thorn, burning him with jealousy. All morning, his gloomy gaze kept sweeping in Wu Sheng's direction.

During lunch, Mo Han said while eating, "Wu Sheng, we've broken through to the next level now, and we're starting to make progress. After lunch, how about we go visit that acquaintance from the gang I mentioned a couple of days ago?"

Wu Sheng nodded: "Okay. But is it appropriate to go empty-handed?"

Mohan shrugged: "We can't go out during the training period, so there's no way to bring anything back. My relative only mentioned it casually back then; the relationship might not be that deep. The main reason we're going this time is to get acquainted with the place and become familiar with the people."

After the meal, the two inquired around and arrived at a secluded office.

Mohan composed himself and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Come in."

The two pushed open the door and entered.

"Excuse me, are you Passa-senpai?"