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Under the complicated gaze of the other nine people, Sikong stroked his waist, looking like a widow and sick, and reluctantly sat down again. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Okay, in order to fully grasp your physical fitness, let's take a physical test."

Su Ming's mind moved, the Sanqing furnace disappeared again, and then, the ten people were held up by a soft force, and in a moment, the scene in front of them changed.

A piece of technological equipment was quietly displayed, shimmering with metallic light, and even familiar force field collectors and photon weapons.

"According to the name I said, go to the test in turn, remember, except for Mingchen martial arts, don't use high-level martial arts, don't hide your strength, go all out. In my case, what I want is your true strength, and you don't need to worry about leaking out. ”

Except for Sikong, the other nine nodded knowingly.

Sikong's reaction was always half a beat, and then he realized that he didn't know when, he actually appeared here.

Slowly analyzing the meaning of what Su Ming said, Sikong stabbed the shy person next to him, with a confused expression: "You, what is your name Bichi?" ”

This person was very embarrassed, his face turned red, and his thin palms waved one after another: "No, my name is Bitan!" ”

"Oh, okay, Bichi."

"My name is ......"

"Well, okay, Bichi."

……

Su Ming's eyelids raised slightly: "Jinshan." ”

Jinshan arched his hand, and a delicate satin dress was lubricated by water and full of luster.

Walking in front of the 'micro fist target', as a piece of biological film was attached to Geumsan's temple, Geumsan let out a deep sigh, charged out, and hit the fist target fiercely!

The target shook incessantly, scrolling through the data, and finally, it was frozen at 720 kilograms.

Remarks: The integrity of the gene chain is 78%, the intensification is 40%, and the one-dimensional microstring is high-order.

This data is the most real data of Geumsan's body, and the fist power of 720 kg is a theoretical value, representing the peak of his strength.

Originally, because Jinshan's Mingchen martial arts were not successful, he couldn't exert his ultimate strength, 720 kilograms.

But because of the effect of that biological film, the fist target completely explored the most real situation between Jinshan's muscles and bones, flesh and blood, and then calculated Jinshan's ultimate strength in disguise.

On the 'speedometer', Geumsan lifts, flips, sneaks, avoids, and sprints on several square meters of platforms, comprehensively expressing its speed.

Then, the data is comprehensively calculated, staying at Mach 1.3, and the remarks note: one-dimensional microchord high order

In front of the 'Combat Endurance', Geumsan sweated like rain in an environment of high pressure, high temperature, and high magnetic field, and the superstring furnace in his body was running at high speed, and the furnace fire was rising, maintaining his life activity.

After a long time, Jinshan's face was flushed, and although he was unwilling, he had to choose to retreat.

Then, the test data appeared: the superstring furnace was of high quality, the willpower was average, and it could fight violently for ten minutes

Geumsan didn't stop, breathing, calming his surging heart, and walked towards the force field collector.

"The last test, but almost the most important."

Although Bitan complained a little that Sikong gave him a nickname, he still opened his mouth to explain it when he saw Sikong standing in place.

"Ah, what ......"

Sure enough, Sikong looked dazed, turned his head, and asked sluggishly.

"Whore! If you dare to tell what you see today, I have to find you out in reality! ”

Suddenly, Huo Wu, who was wearing hot shorts, lowered her voice and threatened Sikong's ear.

"Ah, what ......"

Smelling the scent of bluegrass on the tip of his nose, Sikong looked at the fire dance with a blank face, and always felt that the woman in front of him seemed familiar, as if she was destined in her previous life.

"You!"

The fire dance was extremely angry, the pink fists were clenched, and the murderous aura rolled out, startling everyone else to avoid her.

Only Sikong was unaware and was still trying to remember.

A touch of temptation......

hellokitty……

Sikong suddenly remembered, his palms were covered with cold sweat, but he continued to pretend to be crazy and stupid in a hurry: "Huh? What did you say? ”

"Humph!"

It was like a punch on cotton, Huo Wu was angry, and scolded: "It doesn't matter if you are really stupid or fake, if I hear the slightest rumor, grandma, hehe......"

Sikong watched Huo Wu walk away, and then his face was full of fear, and he secretly admired his wit.

"Cow, brother! I just started class today, and I actually hooked up with such a hot woman! I'm a role model! ”

A man, with a clear tiger back and a bear's waist, has a thick voice, but at this time, he hooked shoulders with Sikong obscenely, looking like he was exchanging experiences.

"What, your name, your name is Ergou?"

The man's face was black, and he changed in a thick voice: "Hook! ”

"Oh, it's really called Ergou, good name."

"I ......"

Ergou resisted the urge to strangle Sikong, and after secretly scolding this person for not coming and going, he left in a huff.

"Neurotic, this man ......"

Sikong looked disgusted, but pulled over Bitan: "Bichi, where did you just go?" ”

Bitan smiled bitterly: "The test of the force field collector is the most important. ”

Looking at Sikong's indifferent appearance, Bitan shook his head: "Force field collector, as the name suggests, collects the force field first, and then the original signal is transmitted. ”

"This one test is the most real data!"

"Punching requires a combination of skill, strength, explosiveness; After that, it is necessary to test the flexibility and resistance. ”

"After all, some people seem to be born with divine power, and they can kill a cow with one punch, but if the body softness and resistance are poor, before they can punch, they will strain their ligaments, absolve their muscles, and hurt themselves eight hundred, not to mention fighting and colliding with others."

It was also this delayed effort, Geumsan snorted, and was shaken back a few steps by the force reversed on the force field collector.

Jinshan's blood is rolling, and in the mouth, there is a faint smell of blood.

Then, the force collector showed the results: the force field was 650 kg, and the weakening was 9.7%, which was inferior.

Geumsan's original fist power was 720 kilograms, but due to the fact that Mingchen's martial arts skills had not been completed, and his muscles and tenacity were not strong.

Within the range he could bear, he could only play 650 kilograms of force, which was weakened by 70 kilograms, and the results of this item were inferior.

Sure enough, Su Ming said without being salty or indifferent: "The comprehensive strength is at the one-dimensional high level, but remember, cultivation is about enduring hardships. ”

Smart people can understand it at one point, and everyone present, except for Sikong, understands that Su Ming is beating this rich boy.

After all, after the weakening degree of strength is higher than 5%, it will obviously affect your combat effectiveness, and there is a huge disparity between your real strength.

In other words, it is a silver gun wax head, which is useless.

Jinshan's face was hidden behind the mist, his face was very ugly, he had always been pampered, when had he been so insulted?

Geumsan clenched his fists and walked back to the crowd without saying a word.

"Next, Horizontal Knife."

Su Ming didn't care and continued to read.

In the practice room, the qi and blood were tumbling, and the sound of heavy fists sounded, accompanied by the groans of machinery.

The test is being carried out in an orderly manner.

I don't know if it was the reason before and after the list, or Su Ming's deliberate act, it was not Sikong's turn for a long time, and for a while, Sikong fell aside and watched the excitement.

The other nine people, although they have their own advantages in various data, their strength is mostly in the one-dimensional intermediate level.

However, there are two people who are high-level and above in one-dimensional microstrings, in addition to the rich son Ge Jinshan.

A person, named Candle Dragon, has a long body, and his voice is hoarse and mocking, like a broken drum, which is harsh to hear.

And he is a cultivator at the peak of one-dimensional microstrings.

According to him, when his voice first hit the two-dimensional realm, he fell short and failed to break through, resulting in damage to his vocal cords and leaving permanent scars.

But even so, he has a whopping Mach 2.5 speed, which is up to the standard of a two-repairer!

Among the ten students present, he was the strongest and led the way.

Another one-dimensional high-level, unexpectedly, was actually the spicy woman, Fire Dance.

"The last one, the ...... of King Yue"

Su Ming took his eyes off the previous tester and saw Sikong, his eyes revealing a slightly complicated look.