Zerg Lord of the Devouring Stars

After the test was completed, Jiang Chen happily took the elevator down from the sixth floor.

In the lobby on the first floor, I saw some martial artists chatting and laughing, and I also saw the curator, Wu Tong.

"Uncle Wu," Jiang Chen said with a smile, then greeted the others.

"Jiang Chen," Director Wu Tong said with a smile, "You've arrived early this morning. There's a preliminary martial arts assessment later. Would you like to sit down and watch?"

Today is September 1st, and the first of each month is the day for the preliminary martial arts assessment.

"Okay." Jiang Chen nodded and sat down on the sofa.

After a while, some senior students walked in nervously, and they were somewhat nervous when they saw Jiang Chen and the other martial artists.

Today, seven advanced students came for testing. After tests of punching power, speed, and nerve reaction, three passed and four were eliminated.

This preliminary martial arts assessment has come to an end. At the end, when the curator Wu Tong was talking to them about the "Gene Origin Energy Cultivation Method" and the martial arts combat assessment, he also mentioned Jiang Chen.

"Your young senior, Jiang Chen," the curator Wu Tong said with a smile, "has killed more than 5000 monsters in a month, reaching the level of a junior warrior in just one month."

"Jiang Chen, is it okay for me to tell them about your experience?"

"It's nothing." Jiang Chen looked at the young faces and their shocked expressions, and shook his head with a smile.

"However, Uncle Wu, I have two points to correct."

"Oh, what?" Curator Wu Tong asked, puzzled.

"First, I've killed over 6000 monsters," Jiang Chen explained with a smile. "Second, I'm already a mid-level warrior."

Curator Wu Tong was only slightly surprised when he heard the first point, and nodded with a smile. But when he heard the corrected point, his eyes widened.

Curator Wu Tong shouted, "You all continue with their contract matters. Jiang Chen, come with me."

Director Wu Tong hurriedly pulled Jiang Chen to the large training hall on the sixth floor of the Extreme Club.

"Come on, come on, come on!" Wu Tong ran over enthusiastically and turned on the punching power testing machine. "Give me a punch, let me see."

"Yes." Jiang Chen smiled and walked over, took a deep breath, and suddenly threw a punch.

bang

The punching power tester target shook for a moment, and then a number appeared on the screen—"21086kg".

Wu Tong was stunned. He looked at Jiang Chen as if he were a monster, and exclaimed in surprise, "Intermediate Warrior? You broke through from a high-level warrior to an intermediate warrior in just one or two months?"

"A monster, a complete monster."

If it had been six months, Wu Tong would have been astonished, let alone that he had become a mid-level warrior in just two months at most.

Jiang Chen simply smiled at this.

"Incredible, incredible!" Wu Tong exclaimed. "I knew long ago that you were much stronger than other martial artists after joining the martial arts school early, but I didn't expect you to be this much stronger."

"What else are you hiding, kid? Tell me everything."

Wu Tong said casually, but he didn't have high hopes. In his opinion, the improvement in physical fitness was already commendable. Skills such as movement and marksmanship require daily learning and training, and cannot be achieved overnight.

There are many examples of sudden improvements in physical fitness, such as Hong and Thor. They both became beings who could fly through the air and surpassed the God of War in just a few years during the Great Nirvana period.

"Yes," Jiang Chen said with a smile. "I wonder if it counts that I've already mastered the first level of the World-Destroying Spear Technique, and also completely controlled the Subtle Movement Technique?"

"Of course it counts, why wouldn't it?" Curator Wu Tong's eyes widened, and his breathing became rapid.

"Quickly, use the power of the first level of the World Destroying Spear Technique to throw a punch and show me!" Wu Tong hurriedly pointed at the punch strength testing machine and shouted.

"Okay." Jiang Chen nodded, his right arm suddenly exerted force, and at the same time used the first level of the World Destroyer Spear Technique. The speed of his sprinting fist increased sharply, and he slammed into the punching power test machine target with even faster force.

Punching power test result: 38100kg.

21086 multiplied by 1.8 is approximately equal to 37954, which is about the same as the power of 38100 kilograms.

"You became a martial artist and bought the 'World Destruction' manual only a month ago, right? You've already succeeded?" Curator Wu Tong muttered to himself, looking at Jiang Chen, unsure of what expression to make.

"Quick, let's test your agility again." Curator Wu Tong ran to the neural reaction speed testing machine and turned it on.

Jiang Chen had already tested it and was naturally satisfied, so he walked directly into the circle.

"Beep beep beep..."

Rubber bullets shot toward Jiang Chen at extremely high speed, making the curator Wu Tong beside him look rather serious.

However, Jiang Chen, who was in the circle, easily dodged the rubber bullets with his agile movements, his expression calm, as if he still had energy left.

Soon, the time was up, and the curator, Wu Tong, looked at the display and was speechless with surprise.

"Within 60 seconds, neither hit nor touched the red light, perfect score."

"A perfect score on the intermediate-level warrior test?" Curator Wu Tong's mouth dropped open in disbelief. The person in front of him was a martial arts newbie who had only taken the preliminary martial arts assessment two months ago and the martial arts combat assessment a month ago.

"Monster, pervert." Curator Wu Tong shook his head.

While the curator Wu Tong and Jiang Chen were chatting and testing, a plane landed at the airport in the main urban area of ​​Jiangnan.

After the Great Nirvana, many avian monsters appeared in the sky, posing a significant challenge to the materials required for passenger planes.

Now, every airliner is coated with a protective layer of crocodile alloy. Just look at the equipment Jiang Chen bought; it's normal for it to cost millions or even tens of millions of Chinese yuan.

Therefore, the cost of building a large passenger plane now reaches 2000 billion Chinese yuan just for the outer coating of Krono alloy, not to mention the high-tech items inside.

In the airport waiting area were the president and three managers of the Jiangnan Base City's Extreme Hall, who were referred to by other martial artists as the four giants of Jiangnan Base City.

A spaceship, entirely dark blue, flew in the sky and was thirty or forty meters in diameter before slowly descending onto the ground landing site.

The passenger plane's cabin door opened, and one after another, distinguished individuals stepped off. The plane was expensive, and the tickets were far beyond the reach of ordinary people; even wealthy individuals couldn't afford to buy a single ticket.

There are very few of these passenger planes in the world, and tickets are extremely difficult to obtain.

"Old Yang," the president of the Extreme Club called out with a smile.

"Iron Hand, long time no see." A man in a gray robe waved with a smile.

"Old Yang. You're here for that 18-year-old beginner-level warrior Jiang Chen, right?" The president of the Limitless Hall said with a smile. "That's nothing. Come on, let's find a place to talk. It's been almost eight years since we brothers last saw each other."

"Mr. Yang."

The three managers of the Jiangnan Base Extreme Martial Arts School all called out respectfully.

This Mr. Yang, who is in his thirties, is named Yang Hui. He is already a mid-level War God, a powerful warrior at the War God level.

The president of the Extreme Club is named "Zhou Zhengyong," also known as "Iron Hand." He is a close friend of the God of War, Yang Hui, and they are of equal strength and status.

"Zhuge," Yang Hui said, looking at Zhuge Tao beside him, "Is your older brother in the base city? Let him come over for dinner."

"Okay, I'll call him," Zhuge Tao said with a smile. His older brother, Zhuge Shan, was also a war god.

Only those who are the God of War or have a relationship with the God of War can enter his circle.

"Iron Hand, is the Inspector in the base city?" Yang Hui asked again.

"The Inspector went to City 003 in the Wilderness a few days ago to hone his marksmanship against those Lord Monsters," said Iron Hand Zhou Zhengyong. "I'll take you to see him after he returns."

"The Inspector's arduous training is also aimed at breaking through to the War God level and becoming an existence beyond the War God," Yang Hui sighed. "The Master also said that Inspector Liu is a very promising candidate."

The Inspector is also a God of War, and not just any ordinary God of War; he must possess at least the strength of a high-level God of War. Within the Extreme Martial Arts Academy's global system, his status is far higher than that of Zhou Zhengyong, Yang Hui, and others.

"Alright, let's talk about it later. Let's go have some tea. There's no rush with that little guy Jiang Chen," Yang Hui said with a smile.

Headquarters Special Envoy Yang Hui, along with the four giants of the Jiangnan Base City Extreme Martial Arts School, left the airport together.