Chapter 6: Wu Feng's Strength!
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"It's a boxing board!"
"I heard that the assessment of the Martial Arts Academy of the Zhuyin Sect is very strict, but I didn't expect to achieve this kind of Cheng dΓΉ!"
"I don't know what the passing criteria are?"
A large number of figures in the square, some of them were young ladies and sons of princes and nobles, who were well-informed, and recognized the silver disc in the hands of these ten figures at a glance.
"Measuring the fist plate?" Wu Feng was slightly stunned.
He had been in the Alchemy Academy for three years, and he had also heard of this thing, which was said to be the legendary talisman master, and the thing refined by using the exquisite talisman had the effect of testing the strength of the fist.
"I don't know what my fist strength is, I heard that the assessment requirements of the Martial Arts Academy require that you must reach two thousand catties of fist power, and you also need to punch!" Wu Feng frowned slightly, and a trace of worry passed through his heart.
"Silence!" the purple-robed middle-aged man shouted: "Everyone is lined up in ten teams, and the standard for admission to our Martial Arts Academy is that the fist power needs two thousand catties!"
"Punch: One hundred in an instant!"
"Body Dharma: Nine Feet in an Instant!"
"This is the basic assessment of the first level, and there is also the actual combat assessment of the second level, so everyone must be mentally prepared. β
Hearing the words of the purple-robed middle-aged man, most of them were silent, and their faces were a little ugly.
Some of the princely and aristocratic sons and young ladies had gloomy faces, apparently they had tested the boxing plate at GuΓ²'s house before they came, and they knew their boxing strength and fists, so they already knew that they had no hope of passing the GuΓ² assessment......
"The assessment begins!" the purple-robed middle-aged man said coldly.
Everyone is lined up in ten teams, and there are innate masters in charge, but no one will compete for the order of the team.
For a moment, the square was so quiet that it was almost audible about a pin.
"Fist power of 1,600 catties, failure!"
"Failure!"
"Sixty-eight punches in an instant, failure!"
The ten acquired powerhouses holding the boxing test plate announced the fate of the test people with indifferent expressions, and these people who failed the assessment all looked gloomy, and two of them were young girls, who shed tears directly on the spot.
Cruel assessment, weeding out all unqualified people.
The rest of them were nervous and worried about their fate.
"Fist power, three thousand!"
"Fist, two hundred in an instant!"
"The law of the body, eighteen zhang in an instant!"
Suddenly, an acquired powerhouse holding a boxing test plate announced the results of the test with a shocked face.
Hearing his voice, the rest of the anxious people in the square were all moved, and looked there, only to see a girl in white, standing like a quiet snow lotus, with a calm and elegant expression, and a pretty face like ice and snow, not stained with half of rouge, like a fairy outside the world.
Wu Feng was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, he didn't expect that his strength was so terrifying, it turned out to be a girl!
It's too strong, this test score is completely something that only an acquired powerhouse can have! How old is she, it seems that she is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she has already reached the acquired realm!
Not only Wu Feng, but the rest of the people were also shocked, such a young acquired powerhouse has an unlimited future prospect, and it is even possible to become an innate powerhouse!
This episode didn't last long, and the test continued.
In the next 6 years, there were six or seven people, who met the assessment requirements, and were waiting to rest on the sidelines.
Soon, it was Wu Feng's turn.
"En?" The acquired powerhouse holding the boxing plate saw the bamboo embroidery on Wu Feng's chest, "You are a miscellaneous disciple of the Alchemy Academy?"
Wu Feng was stunned and said, "En." β
The acquired powerhouse raised his eyebrows and said indifferently: "Let's start, test your fist power first, you use all your strength to hit me." β
Wu Feng took a deep breath, moved his finger bones, and his eyes became sharp, staring at the boxing disc in the hand of this acquired powerhouse.
Bang!
Punch suddenly, the wind howling.
A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the acquired powerhouse, and he looked at the boxing plate, only to see a red line and eight turquoise lines appearing on it.
"Fist power, 1,800 catties!"
Wu Feng's heart sank, his face was a little ugly, he didn't expect that his fist strength was less than two thousand catties! Also, although Pei Yuan Dan was precious, it was already very extreme to be able to increase his strength by 1,800 catties.
"Don't worry. The acquired powerhouse was worried that Wu Feng would give up, and said with a smile: "As long as the fist strength of the first level exceeds 1,500 catties, you can participate in the second level assessment, and if you achieve excellent results in the second level, you can still be admitted." β
"Really?" Wu Feng's eyes lit up.
The acquired powerhouse smiled and said, "Let's start testing the boxing." β
"Yes. Wu Feng took a deep breath, pulled away from him, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and suddenly struck at the boxing plate.
A blink of an eye!
Almost just a blink!
"Ninety-eight punches!" The acquired powerhouse looked at the boxing test plate, nine blue light clusters and eight white light clusters appeared on it, and nodded: "Although it is a little close, it is not bad, start testing your body strength." β
"How can this be measured?" Wu Feng looked at him suspiciously.
"It's very simple, start from here, run as far as you can, until I shout stop!"
Wu Feng nodded.
Under the announcement of the strong man the day after tomorrow, he suddenly started running, however, he felt that he hadn't run much, and suddenly heard the sound of "stop".
Wu Feng looked at him in astonishment.
From the starting line to here, it's only about seven or eight feet.
"Eight zhang two. The acquired powerhouse glanced at it and nodded: "You meet the requirements for participating in the second level of assessment, since the assessment results of this level are pending, the second level must reach the 'excellent' level before you will be admitted!"
Wu Feng said gratefully: "Thank you." β
"It's useless to thank me, try harder. The acquired powerhouse pointed, "Go and stay aside." β
Wu Feng immediately walked to the side of the square, where there was not only the girl in white, but also the rest of the people who passed the assessment, including Wu Feng, a total of nine people.
There are about 1,000 people who came to participate in the assessment, and most of them have completed the assessment at this moment, but only nine people have passed the assessment, which shows how high the assessment standard of the Martial Arts Academy is!
At this time, among the people who were assessed, there was once again one person who stood out, a purple-robed young man, with a carved dragon jade pendant hanging from his waist, and his demeanor was extraordinary, and he knew at a glance that he was a prince and nobleman's son.
"Little brother, bring me a stool. The purple-robed young man came to Wu Feng's side, didn't even look at Wu Feng, and directly threw him a gold ingot, and then ordered.
Wu Feng was stunned for a moment and looked at him with a strange expression.
The purple-robed young man's eyes looked at the girl in white, and after a while, he felt something, looked back at Wu Feng, frowned, and said, "What, I don't think I have enough money?"
Wu Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "Why should I help you move the stool?"
"Aren't you a miscellaneous disciple of the Zhuyin Sect? Now that Ben Shaotong is basically a disciple of the Zhuyin Sect, you dare not listen to me?" The purple-robed young man's gaze swept towards the bamboo embroidery logo on the chest of Wu Feng's clothes, and his face was slightly cold.
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