The average martial artist of the four grades of Yuan Wu can reach more than 40,000 with one punch.

And Zhu Jian's body has been transformed by that divine map, and his physical fitness is good, which is comparable to the level of Lingwu.

Therefore, he estimated that the power of his punch must be more than 100,000.

As for how much it can reach.

He's a little bit of a little bit of a little bit more clear.

So, he wanted to take this opportunity to test his strength.

......

"Zhu Jian? This name sounds a little unfamiliar, but it seems to be a little familiar, which is really a strange feeling. ”

"Brother Wang, it's normal for you to have such a feeling. ”

"Brother Liu, how do you say this?"

"Brother Wang, as early as seven or eight years ago, the Zhu family produced a little genius, and his name was Zhu Jian. However, I later heard that the little guy had a strange illness and went from a little genius to an ugly monster, and he has not been heard from since. Some say he's dead. The current one is also called Zhu Jian, I don't know if it's the same person, or just another person with the same name. ”

"Hehe, Brother Liu, after you said this, I also remembered. ”

"Brother Wang, aren't you quite familiar with Zhu Lingfeng? He's on that side, why don't you go over and ask him what's going on?"

"Hehe, let's take a look at how this Zhu Jian performs first......"

......

"I'll fight!"

After Zhu Jian took a deep look at the giant bell, he used all his strength to strike out.

Airplanes!

In the next moment, I saw the huge bell swaying gently, and a relatively clear sound occurred.

Then, the numbers on it lit up one after another.

A total of six lit ups.

......

"Wow! There were six lights up, so his strength had broken through 100,000? How is that possible?"

"Oh my God! It has been lit up six times, doesn't it mean that his strength exceeds the number of 100,000?"

“......”

......

"Zhu Jian, the strength is worth 131,788...... Awesome!"

The man who looked like the chief steward was stunned for a moment when he saw that the huge bell lit up with six numbers for the first time.

After that, he opened his mouth to read out Zhu Jian's results.

And such an achievement obviously made him a little surprised.

Therefore, he rarely said two more words - amazing.

And when he read out such a number.

Immediately, there was a sound of exclamation, amazement, and amazement all around.

......

After the power race is over.

There was no pause.

Directly into the second round of the race - the speed race.

Speed races are easy.

It was carried out in three batches.

The first batch, that is, the fifty people of the force group, appeared together.

Fifty people lined up.

Wait for the order of the chief manager.

Fifty people started together.

Rush from one end of the school field to the other to see who runs the fastest.

The fastest 30 runners won.

From one end to the other, the distance is about a thousand meters.

If you run in general, it takes about 4 minutes to get up and down.

But for a warrior, three points are enough.

So, a batch of running down is only a matter of minutes.

Soon.

It's the turn of the third batch, that is, the appearance of the meta word group.

Regarding this round of the competition, Zhu Jian thought that since he had made a high profile in the first round and won the first place, he could no longer keep a low profile.

Therefore, he is not going to go all out this round.

So, the game officially began.

He urged the door with all his strength and rushed out.

Rushed out, as fast as a wind.

All of a sudden, he pulled others away from him.

He's pretty confident in his speed.

He felt that if nothing else, the first place in this round would definitely belong to him again.

However, this time there was a little accident.

What kind of accident was it?

And that's—

There is a young man from the Feng family named Feng Wuji, who is the third in line, and is generally known as the three young Feng Shao.

When it comes to this genius boy of the Feng family, people will immediately come up with such a sentence.

The wind comes and goes, the wind is less, and the soul is down.

The first half of the sentence refers to the speed of the wind three young people is very fast.

Legend has it that he practiced a mystical footwork called Liufeng Step, and once he used it, he ran faster than the wind.

The second half of the sentence refers to the fact that this Feng Sanshao's knife skills are very sharp, and once he shakes it out, he will beat the enemy to the ground and lose his soul.

Speaking of which, this Feng Sanshao is indeed very good.

He was about the same age as Zhu Jian, and he was also fourteen and a half.

And his current cultivation is also at the level of the four grades of Yuanwu.

arrived at this level one or two months earlier than Zhu Jian.

And it's not far from the next small realm.

At this age, there are only a handful of people who can have such cultivation.

And for this speed race, he is very confident in himself.

Because, in Luoying City, he has never lost to anyone in terms of speed.

......

"Huh, I can't imagine that the speed of this Zhu Sword is so fast?"

"Hehe, this time, I'm under a lot of pressure?"

When the game began, Feng Sanshao saw Zhu Jian running so fast.

He couldn't help but be amazed in his heart.

At the same time, he felt a lot of pressure.

However, as the saying goes, there is no motivation without pressure.

In an instant, his fighting spirit was aroused.

Then, he gritted his teeth and tried his best to urge the door to flow.

Swept out, incredibly fast.

After a while, he surpassed Zhu Jian.

And keep the advantage until the last laugh.

......

"Hey, somebody ran faster than me......

Zhu Jian missed the first place by half a second.

However, his mood did not fluctuate too much, and he quickly calmed down.

Because, he has always understood a truth, that is, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world.

At the same time, he also believes that a momentary victory or defeat does not mean anything.

And after this round of competition, he paid attention to Feng Wuji.

He had a vague hunch that the latter might be a very good opponent in the future.

......

The second round is over.

Then the third round began.

In the third round, the test is reflexes.

First of all, the 30 members of the Lizi group came out of the field, came to the center of the school field together, and stood ten steps apart.

Then eight archers appeared, one of them occupying a position and enclosing the contestants in the middle.

Time passes little by little.

Teenagers, one by one, went up.

At this time, it was finally Zhu Jian's turn to play.

He was originally a low-key man.

At the beginning, he planned to use only half of his strength to hit a value of sixty or seventy thousand, then he would be better than most of the people, and he would definitely be able to pass the test.

But when he stood in front of the giant bell.

He suddenly changed his mind.

Because, he really wanted to know, after his cultivation evolved to the four grades of Yuanwu, what level of his strength had reached?

In other words, he quietly cultivated on Liuyun Peak a while ago, and the effect was quite good.

His cultivation has evolved into the four grades of Yuanwu.