Chapter 31 — Blowing up!
"Zhao Changfeng!" The examiner read out a name.
A sturdy figure slowly stood up, it was the fierce looking man with a scar on his face.
“Did he not come later? Why is he the second one up?” Someone shouted in disbelief.
The examiner looked at the person coldly and spoke, “Because I only saw his application form right now, he was supposed to go first …”
The people in the room froze, not understanding what the examiner meant by this statement.
Then they heard the examiner read out the rest of the words.
Then they heard the examiner read out the details for the test, “Level 3 Martial Artist Assessment.”
A sound of people sucking in cold air resounded in the room.
Everyone looked at the scarred man with a shocked face and a hint of awe in their eyes.
Level 3 Martial Artist Assessment.
In other words, this man possessed the strength of a Level 2 and was close to a Level 3 Martial Artist. No wonder the examiner said that he should have been the first to undergo the assessment.
In the world of martial artists, strength is paramount, and the strong deserve to enjoy their respective privileges.
The scarred man walked silently to the testing apparatus, he took his blood, and tested.
A number quickly popped up on the BQV apparatus.
The people in the room looked astonished. A BQV of over 100 meant that the scarred man had met the standard of a Level 3 Martial Artist in the blood and Qi category.
Then came the Combat Power Index.
The scarred man faced the testing machine and threw a punch.
The speed of this punch was so fast that many people didn't see it clearly, they only felt a blur in front of their eyes, and it ended with a muffled sound in their ears.
Lu Sheng's eyes flickered for a moment. He saw the man's punch clearly.
The stance and the way the punch was thrown looked like it came from some kind of fist or hand-combat technique.
A value popped up on the gauge.
The stifled with sounds of shock and disbelief.
The Combat Power Index had exceeded the standard for a Level 3 Martial Artist.
This also meant that from now on, the scarred man was an official Level 3 Martial Artist who was recognized by the Martial Arts Association.
The way everyone looked at the scarred man changed a bit at this point.
Admiration, but also with a hint of envy.
Only a handful of people in the entire Baihe city could be counted among the ranks of Level 3 Martial Artists.
Wherever they went, they would be treated very well.
"Congratulations, Zhao Changfeng. From now on, you are a Level 3 Martial Artist recognized by our Baihe City’s Martial Arts Association, and you can enjoy a martial cultivation allowance of 30,000 yuan every month from now on …"
A bright smile appeared on the examiner's face for the first time, and as he recounted, the people in the room looked at the scarred man with more and more envy.
The scarred man silently listened to the examiner's words, then walked back to his original position and sat down.
Lu Sheng gave the other party a bit of a strange look.
This guy did not leave after the examination, he looked like he wanted to spectate the rest of the assessments.
Of course, no one would have a problem with this.
If he was fine with it, it wouldn’t matter if a Level 3 Martial Artist wanted to sit here until it went completely dark.
The next few people went up, all of them cleared the assessment and were now Level 1 Martial Artists.
Some passed, and some failed like the lanky youth.
"Lu Sheng, Level 1 Martial Artist Assessment."
It was Lu Sheng's turn.
Lu Sheng calmly stood up, he noticed that the eyes of everyone in the room were focused on him. The scarred man and the girl with the purple hairband also looked at him.
Even the examiner looked at him a couple of times.
After all, not many examinees were of Lu Sheng’s age, which in itself represented talent.
"Don't be nervous, just do what you usually do."
The examiner spoke gently in a rare moment.
Lu Sheng nodded, then picked up the needle to sample his blood.
The crimson blood gently rolled down in the groove of the apparatus and blue light fell.
Everyone looked at the display on the instrument.
Some serious, some casual.
The next moment, the value was displayed.
The whole room instantly exploded.
More than half of the people jumped straight up from their positions, and the scarred man and the girl with the purple hairband also stood up as a show of agitation.
One of the guys with a casual face even slid straight to the floor on his butt.
"Crap! Really, I’m not mistaken, right? 15 points?"
"Level 2 Martial Artist?!"
"The machine is broken, right? I think it's broken …"
Everyone stared at the value on the apparatus with disbelief, their eyes sliding back and forth between the gauge and Lu Sheng's body.
Even the examiner's hand holding the form shook fiercely for a moment, then he quickly checked the machine.
Then in an incomparably serious tone he said to Lu Sheng: "This student, could you take a retest?"
It was reasonable to argue that there was only a single chance to test one’s BQV during an assessment, but the result Lu Sheng displayed was so amazing that the examiner had to confirm it again.
Lu Sheng nodded his head, picked up the blood extraction needle and retrieved a drop of blood to conduct the test.
It was almost the same as the first time, fluctuating up and down by no more than 0.01.
This proved that the instrument was normal, and also proves that … Lu Sheng's result’s bona fide!
The room fell into an inexplicable silence.
After that, the sound of labored breathing resounded one after another.
The look in people’s eyes changed when they looked at Lu Sheng. It was as if they were looking at a monster.
“His dad must be the richest man in Baihe City, right? How tonic pills did he gobble down to get this result?” A person in the room said. His face was full of complicated emotions.
Others also had similar expressions on their faces. Like they were constipated.
Lu Sheng was simply too young. At a glance, he looked like he belonged in high school.
How old can a high school student be?
17? 18? Similar in age to their brothers, nephews, or even sons. Yet, his BQV was as high as an outrageous 15 points!
“This guy must’ve been taking tonic pills from the time he was in his mother’s womb, right?” Someone spoke sourly.
A person next to him muttered: “Even if he has a high BQV, as long as his CPI measures up to the 15 points … tsk, tsk, tsk. An 18-year-old, Level 2 Martial Artist …” The others stopped talking.
The actual fact was that even if Lu Sheng really a pill junkie, with a BQV of 15.7 his CPI wouldn’t that far from or worse. In other words, Lu Sheng had basically passed the assessment with flying colors.
It was very likely that he’d clear the Level 2 Martial Artist Assessment.
A high school student becoming a Level 2 Martial Artist at his age.
These people almost groaned out.