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Chapter 5 The Head Instructor's Favor

The sixth floor of the Extreme Club in the center of Zijin Community.

"There are actually twelve people participating in the preliminary martial artist assessment this time, that's quite a lot." An elderly man in a Tang suit with neat short hair glanced at the information on the screen in front of him and said with a smile.

"I wonder how many of these twelve people will pass." The martial arts school owners, including Lin Chong, were also smiling as they discussed among themselves.

"Bring them up," the old man in the Tang suit ordered.

"Yes, Chief Instructor." The staff member next to him immediately notified the lobby on the first floor to bring the participants up.

As the elevator doors opened, one by one, young people stepped off the elevator.

"It's that kid!" Lin Chong immediately spotted Chen Mo among the crowd; his 185cm tall, muscular physique stood out. "What's he doing here?"

Lin Chong frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.

"What's wrong, Lao Lin?" A middle-aged woman with short, neat hair noticed his unusual behavior and asked him. The other owners around also turned their curious gazes toward him.

"It's nothing." Lin Chong shook his head and said casually, "A kid who just passed the advanced student assessment a few days ago, instead of training properly at the martial arts gym, actually came here to join in the fun."

"Oh? You just passed the advanced trainee assessment? How strong was your punch?"

"813kg." Lin Chong was confident in his memory and was sure he hadn't misremembered.

"Haha, he's just here for the fun. Young people can see the world, there's nothing wrong with that." A short, stout middle-aged man next to him laughed and patted Lin Chong on the shoulder, his mocking look undisguised.

Generally speaking, if a martial arts school has such a hothead, that school will lose face. After all, they must have been instructed in the school that they should have been disciplined. It seems that Lin Chong is definitely going to lose face today.

The short, stout middle-aged man didn't get along with Lin Chong, but he was quite happy to see Lin Chong make a fool of himself.

Lin Chong didn't care about the teasing from others, nor did he care about losing face. He just felt that all the words he had said to Chen Mo before were in vain.

To broaden one's horizons? For a young man who is still some distance from becoming a quasi-martial artist, wasting training time to go out and broaden his horizons is simply foolish!

Lin Chong no longer had any expectations for Chen Mo. He disliked young people who were too ambitious but lacked practical skills, as they were destined to never achieve great things.

At this moment, Chen Mo and the others had all entered the hall and lined up in a row.

"Prepare for the test." The old man in the Tang suit spoke calmly, and the surrounding martial artists immediately took their positions.

Chen Mo had seen the old man's information online beforehand. This man was Song Tianming, the owner of the Jinhua District Extreme Martial Arts Club and the head instructor of the Jinhua District Extreme Martial Arts Club.

"First one, Gu Yue." The staff member turned on the identity scanner and called the person whose name was called to come up on the stage to verify their identity.

After verification, the master of the martial arts school, Song Tianming, instructed: "Test your punching power."

"Yes!" The participant named Gu Yue looked serious and somewhat nervous. He walked to the punching power testing machine, took a few deep breaths, and then suddenly made his move.

Bang!

The punching pad wobbled slightly, and a line of numbers appeared on the screen—903kg.

"Passed, next!"

"Phew!" Gu Yue breathed a sigh of relief, his face flushed with excitement. This was his third time taking the test. The first two times he scored over 890, just a little short. This time he finally passed.

"Congratulations, Brother Yue." Chen Mo nodded to Gu Yue, who had walked back to his side, and said with a smile.

"Thank you, Brother Chen. I hope you can pass too." Gu Yue said with a simple and honest smile. Like Chen Mo, he was from Luoyang, the capital city of Kyoto. He worked in the main city and trained hard every day in the hope of passing the martial arts exam and improving his family's conditions. Now he was one step closer to his goal.

Soon it was Chen Mo's turn. Gu Yue was a little worried for him, after all, he was only nineteen years old and it was his first time participating in the quasi-martial artist assessment. He might not perform well.

"This must be the little guy you were talking about, right?" Song Tianming glanced at Chen Mo's identity information, then smiled at Lin Chong and the others. "He looks quite spirited, and his eyes are very determined. Maybe he'll give us a surprise."

"As long as it's not a fright, it's fine." The short, stout middle-aged man glanced at Lin Chong with a smile, and when he noticed that the other man's face looked terrible, he smiled even more broadly.

At this moment, Chen Mo had already verified his identity and walked to the punching power testing machine. After adjusting his breathing, he took a half step back with his right foot and threw a powerful punch—

Bang!

1082kg!

Hmm, not bad, not much different from my previous tests.

Chen Mo nodded to himself when he saw the data. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lin Chong's blank expression and a smile appeared on his lips. It was not easy to see the usually serious Instructor Lin with such an expression.

"Good!" Chief Instructor Song Tianming rarely showed approval, and his eyes were full of satisfaction as he looked at Chen Mo. "I knew I wasn't wrong. You came prepared. It seems that Lin Chong and the other guys misjudged you."

A fleeting look of embarrassment crossed the short, stout middle-aged man's face, but he quickly smiled and said, "Old Song has a good eye; we can't compare to you."

"This kid, he even fooled me?" Lin Chong didn't know whether to be happy or angry, but seeing the short, fat middle-aged man's frustrated expression, he still felt quite satisfied.

Looking back now, Chen Mo's punching power test during the advanced student assessment did seem too casual.

At this moment, Chief Instructor Song Tianming continued speaking to Chen Mo:

"It is truly remarkable that a nineteen-year-old possesses such punching power. If he maintains this level of skill, becoming a warrior-general in the future will be no problem."

"Thank you, Chief Instructor." Chen Mo smiled modestly and stepped back.

"Brother Chen, I didn't expect you to be so amazing. I was worried you wouldn't make it." Gu Yue looked at Chen Mo, who had retreated to his side, and said with a sincere smile, "I wonder when I'll be able to reach a punching power of over a thousand kilograms."

"It will be soon, after all, you'll be able to cultivate gene energy soon." Chen Mo patted Gu Yue on the shoulder.

"Yes, I should also improve a lot after cultivating gene energy, but Brother Chen, you will probably improve even more. You'll have to look after me then." Gu Yue replied with a smile. He and Chen Mo came from the same city and had a natural sense of closeness to each other.

At this point, the punching power test for all participants had ended. Eight of the twelve people had reached over 900kg, and the remaining four were eliminated.

The next test—

Chen Mo reached a speed of 33.6 m/s, once again giving everyone a small shock.

Neural reaction speed: hit 11 times in 60 seconds, without touching the red light, excellent!

"Young man, you're very good." After the test, Song Tianming walked up and patted Chen Mo on the shoulder.

Then, he turned to the crowd and said:

"Congratulations! Once the official documents are issued and your information is entered into your citizen identity records, you will be considered quasi-martial artists!"

If you pass the assessment, you will generally receive an official certificate within seven days, and the certificate will be recorded in your citizen identity information.

Once you become a quasi-martial artist, and then pass the practical combat test, you will become a formal martial artist!

Those present, including Chen Mo, who passed the test, all had barely suppressed excitement and exhilaration in their eyes.

They couldn't wait to go out and share the good news with their families or celebrate with their friends, and one by one they left.

Chen Mo was also preparing to leave with Gu Yue. He also wanted to call his parents to tell them the good news, and he knew they would be very happy to hear it.

"Chen Mo, stay for a moment." At this moment, Lin Zhong suddenly spoke up, "The head instructor needs to speak with you."

"Brother Chen, I'll head down first." Gu Yue tactfully took his leave.

Only Chief Instructor Song Tianming, Instructor Lin Zhong, and Chen Mo remained in the hall.

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(End of this chapter)