Chapter 134 Testing

Sunday 4.17.

Eight o'clock in the morning.

The lights have not yet been turned on in the upper city.

The inner courtyard was quiet, the night was still thick, and the thunder and snoring all night gradually became fainter. This was the time when the brothers and sisters slept most soundly all day.

Li Guishe woke up in the middle, and took advantage of the brief lull in the thunder to get back into bed and relive his sleep.

Feng Mu suddenly opened his eyes at this moment. He walked to the bathroom, rinsed his face with cold water, and then returned to the yard.

Perhaps because he successfully expelled one-third of the corpse fluid from his body, or perhaps because his physical condition has improved, Feng Mu felt that even though he only slept for two and a half hours, he did not feel particularly sleepy.

"That's right. The characteristic of corpses is lethargy, while the essence of living people is to struggle desperately to stay awake for a while."

Feng Mu puffed up his chest, exhaled a long breath, and began to practice.

It's still the same position, with the same focused rhythm, so that when eating in the morning, the senior brother and senior sister will ask him with concern, did he not sleep last night?

While eating, Feng Mu sincerely responded to their concerns: "Junior brother slept very well last night, I'm just used to getting up early."

After Li Guishe finished his breakfast, he began to play with his pipe. He was silent throughout the whole process, except for occasionally glancing at Feng Mu with a strange look, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking about.

Li Guishe poured out the ash from his pipe, blew out a circle of smoke, and then turned his attention to Li Bashan, who ate the most and slept the earliest.

He sighed and said: "Bao Ba's temper is probably too restless. Since he wants to work in the prison, boss, you should seize the time these two days to help junior brother implement this matter as soon as possible."

Yuan Xidi was slightly disappointed, but he still persuaded him without giving up:

"Junior brother, why do you have to go to the prison? I told you that the prison is closed and monotonous. Why don't you join me as a consultant to the Survey Corps? Let me tell you, the junctions behind some hidden doors are quite interesting. Do you want to break through them? I can’t even imagine how exciting it can be inside.”

Feng Mu cast an apologetic look at Yuan Xidi and thought to himself: "Although I am also very curious about the scenery behind the hidden door, but... I don't understand the fun of prison. It is closed and monotonous that fascinates me. ah."

Li Bashan noticed the determination on Feng Mu's face, so he ate faster and licked the rice in the barrel clean in just a few mouthfuls.

Then, he stood up and said to Feng Mu: "Junior brother, come with me."

Yuan Xidi sighed lightly, while Gong Qi raised his eyebrows, with a bit of curiosity and expectation in his expression.

In the corner, Hong Ya pursed her lips slightly, looking a little aggrieved: "I didn't expect that even my junior brother found a serious job, but I still have to guard Dou Qiong. But having said that, I really can't bear to leave Wu." Museum and my laboratory cabin.”

Thinking of this, Hong Ya's mood immediately brightened. She showed a silly smile, jumped briskly with her rice bowl, and caught up with her senior brother and junior brother who were leaving.

Dojo, main area.

In front of a slightly sci-fi testing machine, Feng Mu stood in the drawn area, took a deep breath, tensed his muscles, and punched the sandbag hanging in front of him.

Bang!

The sandbag made a heavy muffled sound and swung back violently. Then it was tightly held by the octopus-like steel cable above, twisted and rotated, and bounced back with greater force.

Feng Mu stood still, twisted his waist, and hit the sandbags that were rising and falling wildly, one after another, and so on.

With every movement of Feng Mu's fist, five or six cameras around the tester rotated rapidly. They captured every subtle movement of his limbs from a blind angle.

These flashing red cameras are like flying flies with compound eyes. They accurately record every moment of Feng Mu's strikes into the system without missing any detail.

Several students who arrived earlier and were wearing white training uniforms looked sideways in this direction, but when they saw Li Bashan standing beside him like a giant, they all stopped watching in fear.

They were unable to see the strings of jumping data on the display screen, and could only rely on the swing range of the sandbags and the volume produced when hitting them to discuss and guess among themselves in low voices.

"It's the person who was accepted as a senior member of the martial arts school not long ago."

"Holy shit, the sandbag is flying. I've measured it before, but even with all my strength, the sandbag only moved 1 centimeter."

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven...the sandbag rebounds faster and faster, and the swing trajectory is also constantly changing. Alas, if I had received that blow, I would have been knocked away long ago. Out."

"More than being knocked away, the dull sound alone is frightening. If I were hit by such a blow, I might really be sent directly to the incineration plant."

"I heard his name that day. His name was Feng Mu."

"He looks lean and lean. He's not tall and burly, and he doesn't look like those perverts who have built muscles. How come he is so strong?"

"Judging from the swing of the sandbag, at least the punching power should be higher than that of a third-grade warrior."

"Wow, don't you think my little brother is a bit handsome? He is different from the oppressive handsome man next to him. He is a more cold and ascetic handsome man."

The last ones to comment were the two female students. Their figures were even more curvy against the backdrop of their practice uniforms, and their exquisite facial features and dress revealed their intentions.

They smiled and whispered a few words, their voices were low, but they were enough to attract the attention of others.

The male students around them, who were still talking a lot just now, seemed to be frozen by magic at this moment, and they all shut their mouths and lost interest in continuing the discussion.

Their eyes flashed with unwillingness and jealousy, and they really wanted to replace the figure in the test area.

However, these thoughts were only short-lived fantasies after all.

The male students soon realized that such desires were just foolish dreams. They did not have the bones and the ability.

So they lost interest and scattered, each finding a corner in the open space, venting their dissatisfaction and resentment at the motionless equipment, trying to find a little comfort in sweat.

The field suddenly became cold, and only a few female students were left there. They exchanged glances with each other, but none of them chose to leave.

On the contrary, their eyes became more intense, staring at the figures in the field, until... Hong Ya snorted, tiptoed and blocked their sight of "selecting people to devour" with her petite body.

Feng Mu did not pay attention to the surroundings, and he would not care if he did.

"It's OK, junior brother."

Li Bashan stepped into the test area and gently touched the sandbag that was whistling towards him. The sandbag suddenly became quiet and motionless like an angry bull with its balls cut off.

The data jumping on the screen finally solidified into:

Punch power: 11.2 levels

Attack speed 7.3 frequency

Skills 5.1 segments

"Fourth-level punching power, three-level attack speed, three-level skills, if only according to this rating, junior brother is a 3.5-level warrior, half a step to the fourth level, and he has caught up with me?"

Hong Ya opened her mouth slightly into a nest shape, then stepped forward quickly, printed out a test sheet, and then carefully deleted all the data stored in the instrument.

Of course, there are other factors in the rating of warriors, such as the grade and number of martial arts practiced, the scores of practical assessments, etc., but if we exclude those and use the three most crude data to evaluate, the little junior brother has indeed stepped into the threshold of a fourth-grade warrior.

Hong Ya was surprised, but she didn't know that this was still Feng Mu's trump card. If he activated the skeletal form and triggered some buff gains, his values ​​could be raised to another level.

Hong Ya's face was quite solemn. It was not jealousy, but she felt that her dignity as a senior sister was challenged. She made up her mind: "I must practice more tonight and can't indulge in watching TV series anymore."

Feng Mu looked at the data on the display screen that flashed a few times and then was cleared, and he was also stunned.

"I remember the last test, which was the last mock exam at school. I seemed to have only averaged 1 point."

In his mind, the explanation in class was vivid, and the division of warrior grades was as clear as yesterday in his memory.

If he remembered correctly, the ranks of warriors had clear boundaries:

Values ​​below 2 were not considered rank.

Values ​​2-3 were rank 1;

Values ​​3-5 were rank 2;

Values ​​5-10 were rank 3;

Values ​​10-50 were rank 4;

Values ​​50-100 were rank 5;

Values ​​100-1000 were rank 6;

Rank 6 and above were truly high-ranking ranks, and it seemed that simple values ​​could not be used to evaluate them.

(ps: The values ​​here refer to the lowest values ​​in the three dimensions of fist power, attack speed, and skills)

"And now, after my unremitting efforts over this period of time, I have actually reached the rank 4."

"This should be the case that hard work pays off, and God rewards hard work."

There was a glimmer in Feng Mu's eyes, and his eyes were slightly wet. Even though he was as hard-hearted as a rock, he had to be moved by his own efforts and perseverance, and was proud of it.

"Sure, with this numerical evaluation, there is no problem for Junior Brother to go to jail." Li Bashan said in a muffled voice.

…….

When he came to this world, Sleeping Beauty had not yet been born, the Little Mermaid had not yet met the prince; the tea party behind the rabbit hole had never welcomed the girl named Alice. Then, he came - the magician of miracles and wishes. [Comprehensive fairy tale world view, all stories are on one continent]