Zerg Lord of the Devouring Stars

"Click."

Chief Instructor Wu Tong turned on the speed testing equipment.

"One by one, in the reverse order from before. First up, Yang Wu," said Chief Instructor Wu Tong.

Yang Wu, who had just passed the punching power test, stepped forward, looking somewhat nervous. Last time, he lost because of the speed test.

"Brother Yang, keep it up." Luo Feng patted Yang Wu on the shoulder.

"Brother Yang, you'll definitely succeed this time," Jiang Chen encouraged him with a smile.

This is both encouragement and prophecy.

"Okay." Yang Wu nodded nervously, stepped forward, and prepared to take the test.

"boom."

Jiang Chen could tell that Yang Wu had used all his strength. He gritted his teeth, veins bulged on his forehead, and he swung his arms wildly as he sprinted forward.

"Brother Yang, well done," Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"Passed." Luo Feng gave a thumbs up.

Seeing Jiang Chen and Luo Feng like this, Yang Wu immediately relaxed, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

He walked over and saw the reading on the speed testing instrument: "25.2 m/s".

"Phew, just a little bit short." Yang Wu was startled when he looked at his score.

"Yang Wu, you've passed." Chief Instructor Wu Tong nodded with a smile. "Next, come up for the test."

The speed test began, and everyone went up to be tested one by one. Last time, Jiang Chen was the first to be tested, so naturally he would be the last.

When it was Luo Feng's turn, his speed surprised everyone. He was significantly faster than the others, and he seemed to be walking with an air of leisure.

Luo Feng's speed test result was "28.6 m/s".

"Next."

"...The last one, Jiang Chen."

Jiang Chen relaxed and walked forward. His speed was similar to Luo Feng's, so he could pass through easily without any need to be nervous.

"Jiang Chen, keep it up." Luo Feng smiled and patted Jiang Chen on the shoulder.

"Keep it up! Luo Feng and I are waiting for you to take the preliminary martial artist assessment together." Yang Wu patted Jiang Chen's other shoulder and encouraged him.

"Yeah, watch me," Jiang Chen said confidently.

Jiang Chen twisted his neck, jumped a couple of times, and then shot towards the finish line like an arrow. His speed was visibly much faster than most others, and about the same as Luo Feng's.

"Impressive, Jiang Chen," Yang Wu laughed heartily.

Luo Feng also gave a thumbs up.

Jiang Chen walked over and saw his test result: "28.9 m/s".

"Not bad." Chief Instructor Wu Tong nodded.

Jiang Chen smiled too. He had performed well this time. The gap between his strength and Luo Feng's was not large at the moment, and either of them could surpass the other. This time, he became the first place in the speed test with a slight advantage of 0.3.

One person was eliminated in the punching power test, and two were eliminated in the speed test. Now, only six people remain out of the nine.

"Follow me, this is the last test," Wu Tong said, leading the six of them to the last test room for neural reaction speed.

The room for testing neural responses was relatively small, with a special machine placed in the center. In front of it were machine gun-like holes aimed at the central platform.

"The first one is Jiang Chen," said Chief Instructor Wu Tong.

This time, it was Jiang Chen's turn again. By passing this test, he could be considered a quasi-martial artist.

Jiang Chen walked to the center of a 3.6-meter circle. As the switch was turned on, a red mosquito net appeared around the edge of the circle.

"Remember, never go outside the circle. Going outside the circle means you lose, and being hit by the red light will deduct points."

Chief Instructor Wu Tong briefly explained the rules before walking over to test and debug the neural response testing machine.

This machine is not only for testing aspiring martial artists, but also for testing martial artists. In other words, even generals and war gods can come and be tested. Therefore, the machine naturally comes in several different specifications.

Those who came to be tested, like Jiang Chen, only needed to pass the most basic test.

"Start!" Wu Tong shouted and pressed the red button.

"Beep beep beep..."

The enormous machine gun-like machine began to spin rapidly, shooting out beams of red light from its muzzle, the trajectories of which were chaotic and disordered.

Jiang Chen, who was in the circle, could only concentrate, afraid that he might not be able to avoid the red light and be penalized, or even leave the circle because of avoiding the red light.

The bullets fired from these cannons are all rubber bullets, so they won't cause injury if they hit you.

Jiang Chen stared intently ahead. He had never encountered any subtle movement techniques before, so he could only try to keep his distance from the bullets and dodge each red flash in his own way.

Jiang Chen dodged quickly time and time again, while the martial artists around him just watched the spectacle.

"This little guy is pretty good, he's fast and agile."

"That's right, look, he dodged it so easily, which proves that this isn't even his full strength."

"Not bad, this guy and Luo Feng are both geniuses. Passing the martial arts assessment should be very easy for them."

The martial artists present were amazed; for them, this performance in their first preliminary martial artist assessment was already quite remarkable.

Most people, like Yang Wu, only exceeded the prescribed standard by a little bit in each test, and only passed by giving it their all.

"Woo..." The machine made a sound and slowly came to a stop. Jiang Chen also stopped moving and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hit 29 times in 60 seconds, without touching the red light, excellent." Chief Instructor Wu Tong said with a smile, "Not bad. Once the official documents are issued and your citizen information is entered, you will be a prospective martial artist."

Within seven days, the official certificate will be issued, and Jiang Chen will then be officially recognized as a quasi-martial artist.

"That's great!" Jiang Chen excitedly waved his fist, his face beaming with uncontainable joy.

He had finally succeeded in taking his first step on the path to becoming a martial artist.

He not only wanted to become a warrior-level martial artist, but also to transform into a war general, a war god, and even a planetary-level, a celestial-level, or higher.

Jiang Chen's minimum goal is to become immortal, because only immortality is free from the limitations of lifespan, allowing him to happily live the life of a "salted fish," with his own territory and the life he desires.

Of course, I can only be considered an apprentice at the moment, and the lowest level of apprentice at that.

"Jiang Chen, the martial arts combat assessment is on August 1st. Gather at the entrance of the Extreme Club in the morning. Our instructors will lead you aspiring martial artists out of the base city to hunt monsters with other martial artists," Instructor Jiang Nian added with a smile.

"Understood." Jiang Chen nodded with a smile.

Soon, Luo Feng also stepped forward and easily passed the neural reaction test, achieving an "excellent" score and successfully becoming a quasi-martial artist.

Instructor Jiang Nian couldn't stop smiling. Two outstanding talents had emerged from their Yi'an District's martial arts practitioners at once, making a great splash in this preliminary martial arts assessment. As an instructor, he was very proud.

"The last one, Yang Wu," said Chief Instructor Wu Tong.

Yang Wu clenched his fist to cheer himself up, while Jiang Chen watched carefully. This was the first time he had ever been able to come into contact with a "microscopic" movement technique.

Although Yang Wu's microscopic level is still very immature, he can still learn from it.