"Master!"

Tang Mubai, who was standing in the crowd, looked at the middle-aged man with his head in his head, his eyes condensed slightly.

The perception of attribute 2 made him clearly sense the strength of the other party.

Although the middle-aged man deliberately restrained his breath, the invisible aura brought up between the walks still gave Tang Mubai a faint sense of oppression.

"Professional-level martial artist?"

Martial arts level, amateur, professional, professional, master, grandmaster.

Amateurs are ordinary people, and majors are just starting, professional-level martial artists, so they have a certain status.

Of course, the status here does not refer to ordinary people, but to the circle of martial artists!

It's like the circle of ordinary people and the rich.

Professional martial artists have a high status in the eyes of ordinary people.

But in the martial arts circle, he is only a rookie!

Only by breaking through to the professional level will other martial artists look at it differently.

"Team leader, the time is just right. ”

Among the assessors who walked over, a woman glanced at the watch on her wrist and turned her head to ask the middle-aged man with a solemn expression.

The middle-aged man with a solemn expression nodded, "Then let's get started." ”

"Yes. ”

The woman clapped her hands and said loudly, "All those who have registered, please line up by number and follow us." ”

Rushing~

The men and women who had been waiting in the hall for a long time immediately stood up when they heard the words and consciously lined up.

The group followed the examiner to the innermost corner of the hall, through a passageway, and into a spacious room.

Laboratory!

Tang Mubai glanced at the three big characters hanging on the wall on the right side of the room.

As the name suggests, this room is used to check qi and blood to see if the value meets the minimum requirement, 10 calories.

If there are no 10 calories of qi and blood, there is no need for follow-up assessment.

Generally speaking, those who dare to sign up have basically passed the standard line.

But this time, a young man with a short and fat body did not meet the test results.

He was stunned!

After reacting, he screamed in panic, "No, it's not like this, I obviously detected 11 cards in the martial arts hall, why is there only 9 cards here? The machine is wrong, it must be the machine is wrong!"

The chunky young man shouted in a panic.

"Get people out!"

The middle-aged man with a solemn expression, without talking nonsense, directly ordered two of his subordinates to grab the short and fat young man and drag him out of the room.

Tang Mubai saw the whole process in his eyes and pouted quietly.

Dare to pretend to be stupid in front of professional-level martial artists, when you are an actor?

Shaking his head, he didn't pay any more attention.

Soon, it was Tang Mubai's turn to detect, and the results were the same as those on the system panel.

12 cards!

The qi and blood are passed, and the next thing is the strength assessment.

A youth assessment specialist took the folder, opened the first registration form, stood in front of the force measuring instrument, and shouted without raising his head, "The first one, Chen Yang." ”

The voice fell, and a staff member on the side turned on the force tester switch, and then stepped aside.

A young man, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, took a few steps forward, stood in front of the dynamometer, took a deep breath, and punched hard in a lunge.

Boom!

Boom~

A string of data on the dynamometer soars, and when it stops, a line of numbers is displayed.

"325 kg, pass, next, Li Yuan. ”

......

The minimum requirement for the strength assessment is 300 kilograms, and if you meet this standard, you can pass.

The lunge is the fastest, involves the most muscles, and has the most powerful bursts of power.

When a punch is thrown, you can basically know what the punch power of a martial artist is.

......

"Next, Tang Mubai! Huh?"

The commissioner in charge of the assessment shouted first, then looked down at the registration form carefully, and then looked up at Tang Mubai, and said, "You are really only eighteen years old?"

Tang Mubai took a few steps forward and nodded, "Yes!"

When the examiner heard this, he glanced at him again and didn't say anything.

Tang Mubai didn't speak again, stood in front of the dynamometer and took a deep breath.

The next moment, with a twist of the waist, the power started from the bottom of the foot and spread all the way up quickly, and then to the right arm, which was thrown violently at the target in front of him.

Although he didn't exert all his strength, there was also a whistling sound under this punch.

"Boom!"

The air cracked as abruptly as a bomb, and the wind swept through it, deafening.

The people around instinctively startled and fell backwards.

Then, everyone's eyes fell neatly on the display screen of the force tester.

Boom~

The data jumps quickly, and it takes a long time before it stops scrolling and a line of numbers is displayed.

"580 kg! through~"

The assessment commissioner, who was in charge of recording the results, shouted in surprise.

The fist power is 580 kilograms, and this level of strength is that he can't beat it.

In fact, except for the middle-aged man with a solemn expression, no one else could do it.

There was an uproar all around, and the crowd of onlookers was talking.

Even the middle-aged man with a solemn expression couldn't help but glance at Tang Mubai.

Originally, he didn't have to be present for this kind of assessment, but he happened to be okay today, so he came over to take a look, but he didn't expect him to find a good player!

Yes, not a genius.

Eighteen years old, with a fist power of 580 kilograms, although it is excellent, it is not the top.

The middle-aged man has seen a real genius, seventeen years old, and his fist power has exceeded 700 kilograms!

As everyone knows, Tang Mubai's punch only used fifty percent of his strength.

Physical test, each level has three chances.

Tang Mubai didn't want to expose all his strength, so as not to arouse the suspicion of those who wanted to do so.

Therefore, he only used fifty percent of his strength for this first punch.

I didn't expect ......

"Half the strength is 580 kilograms, if you explode with all your strength, wouldn't it be more than a thousand kilograms?"

Tang Mubai was overjoyed in his heart, the corners of his mouth rose, and he took a few steps back and left the force measurement area.

"Young man, you're amazing, with your strength, why don't you apply for the martial arts university?"

A big man who passed the test looked at Tang Mubai and said curiously.

The others around listened to it and looked puzzled.

"Hey, I want to take the test, but my dad hasn't found the spirit fruit half a year ago, so how can I be so strong. Tang Mubai said helplessly, this was an excuse he had thought of before he came.

The real situation, it is enough for him to know alone.

Belch......

When Dahan and the others heard this, they looked at each other.

Dare to love Tang Mubai, this power is obtained by eating spirit fruits!

Indeed, although there are non-human beings wreaking havoc in the New World, they are also born with countless spiritual fruits and elixirs.

These spiritual fruit elixirs are rich in energy and have different effects.

Some eat to improve mental strength, and some eat to enhance qi and blood.

Tang Mubai's strength became bigger after eating, and everyone was surprised, but they were more envious.

With this kind of good thing, they can also achieve a fist power of 500 kilograms!

For a while, the surrounding crowd looked away and did not pay attention to Tang Mubai anymore.

Tang Mubai exhaled silently, secretly saying in his heart that it was dangerous.

......

After the strength test, there is a speed test.

"Ready—beep!"

As the whistle sounded, Tang Mubai's feet suddenly ran quickly.

The strong force and rapid speed made the sole of the shoe rub against the plastic runway, emitting a trace of green smoke, and a foul smell also spread.

Call!

It's like an afterimage.

In the blink of an eye, Tang Mubai had already reached the finish line.

"6.5 seconds, pass!"

The examiner, who was in charge of recording the results, looked at the recorder next to him and shouted loudly.

Hearing this, Tang Mubai shrugged his shoulders and left the speed measurement area.

The minimum standard for speed assessment is to run within 9 seconds in 100 meters.

Tang Mubai still only used fifty percent of his strength, reaching 6 seconds 5, if he sprints with all his strength, he can definitely run into 4 seconds!