From the Perfect World

Devour the starry world.

January 1, 2057, five o'clock in the morning.

The set alarm made Lin Yang end the practice in the dream and woke up.

Today is the day for quasi-war fighters' actual combat assessment.

It takes more than two hours to get from Yi'an District to Yangzhou City, and at 8 o'clock to meet at the Xtreme Club in Yangzhou City, Lin Yang wakes up three hours early in order not to miss the assessment time.

"It's snowing."

When the curtains were opened, the dark night sky and white snow came into view.

Putting on loose martial arts uniforms neatly, Lin Yang locked the door of the room and ran towards the subway station.

Although it was five o'clock in the morning in the winter and there was still heavy snowfall, after the cataclysm, the body's fitness has doubled in the past, so many people who come out for morning jogs can be seen in this weather.

...

After several transfers, Lin Yang walked out of the subway station.

The sky has brightened, and the time has reached 7:20.

About ten minutes later, he came to the door of Mingyue Community again after a month.

"This is my certificate. Come to participate in the quasi-war fighter's actual combat assessment today."

Lin Yang took out his ID card and waited for the soldier guarding the gate to verify it. Under the leadership of a soldier, he came to the Xtreme Hall in the center of Mingyue Community.

After entering the lobby, Lin Yang saw several instructors sitting aside, including chief instructor Wu Tong and instructors from various districts in Yangzhou City.

In the rest area, besides him, there are three quasi-warriors who have passed the physical fitness assessment of the quasi-warriors.

He got up very early, but it was not as good as the three of them who lived in the urban area of ​​Yangzhou. Even the furthest one could get here at most half an hour.

"Well, everyone is here now. Later, there will be a special car to send you to meet with these quasi-war fighters who are undergoing actual combat assessment."

Wu Tong beckoned to the four of them, and said: "There is still half an hour before the special car will arrive. During this time, we will conduct another physical fitness test so that you can clearly understand the physical fitness before the actual combat begins. ."

"This is to see how much physical fitness Lu Yuan has improved for the first time by practicing genetic power."

An instructor saw the true meaning of Wu Tong.

The actual combat assessment that starts every month, but there is no saying that the physical fitness should be retested before the assessment. Only after some exciting geniuses appear.

"The first one, Lu Yuan."

Wu Tong pronounced Lin Yang's projected name.

After he finished speaking, he turned on the boxing strength testing machine and signaled Lin Yang to come over.

Lin Yang, who had not yet reached the rest area, changed his direction and walked to the boxing strength testing machine. He didn't pose much, and punched out seemingly at random.

"boom!"

The boxing target trembled, and a line of numbers appeared on the display:

1197kg.

"One thousand one hundred and ninety-seven kilograms?"

Some of the three quasi-warriors were surprised, and the sitting instructors also straightened up.

Wu Tong frowned secretly and continued: "Alright, the next Luo Ci."

This result makes him dissatisfied.

"The first time you practice genetic primal abilities, no matter how ordinary you are, you can increase 300 kilograms. Elites can increase their strength by more than 1,000 kilograms at once."

The fat instructor murmured, "I have gained less than two hundred kilograms of strength in the past month. This is a bit..."

"mediocre."

Several instructors glanced at each other, and the word flashed in their hearts.

"How does this kind of aptitude reach the physical fitness of a quasi-martialer before the age of seventeen? Is it just that he has a talent in this respect, and does not have the talent to cultivate genetic power?

Jiang Nian, the instructor of Yi'an District, was also muttering, he felt that the rich rewards that should have been squandered.

According to this kind of cultivation talent, even if he had a good foundation, he would be a junior fighter in his life without accident.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the junior fighters are big names, but in the eyes of the instructors of the various districts of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall, it is not worth them to put down their body to win.

Moreover, it is self-evident whether an old junior fighter or a vigorous junior fighter is more valued by the above.

"Looking at how easy he is, there should be a little more energy left."

An instructor spoke, and he had some guesses from Lin Yang's calmness.

"It is indeed possible."

Jiang Nian nodded, but when he thought that it was the same easy punch, he only sighed in secret after a month later with less than two hundred attacks.

The ‘genius’ like Luo Feng, who could have gained 2,000 kilograms of strength the first time he cultivated his genes, is indeed not everywhere.

"1927kg, not bad."

At this time, Luo Ci's results also came out.

"One month's strength has increased by a thousand kilograms. The first time I practiced genetic energy, it should have increased by about six hundred kilograms."

Wu Tong continued to call the next person.

"Chu Ming."

"1775kg."

"Hua is famous."

"2252kg, great."

After finishing the strength test, Wu Tong took another four quasi-war fighters for a speed test and got the results of four people.

The increase in speed and strength of the four are about the same, which is a huge improvement compared to the physical fitness assessment a month ago.

Compared to a month ago ~www.ltnovel.com~, the other three are not so enthusiastic about Lin Yang. After all, starting to practice genetic power is also a turning point in life.

Judging from the current results,'Lu Yuan' obviously failed to keep up with everyone's rhythm.

As the time spent on cultivating genetic primordial energy grows longer, the gap between them will increase, and it is not worth wasting time to build friendship.

"It's a pity, I wanted to recruit him into the extreme martial arts gym ahead of time. Hey, let's wait until the actual combat assessment is over and follow the normal procedures."

Wu Tong shook his head in secret, but he still had expectations in his heart for Lin Yang.

Although Lin Yang's talent for cultivating genetic primal abilities is not very good... it can even be said to be mediocre, but when the third nerve reaction speed test was carried out, his body skills also made him shine.

Even if Lin Yang did not leave the place with one foot from beginning to end, Wu Tong could see that Lin Yang's attainments in physical form had definitely reached the minimum level.

And in the assessment, the whole person has a kind of unspeakable charm.

After a few decades, she might be able to reach the "perfect level" that can only be seen in the video.

At that time, with decades of hard work and physical fitness reaching the level of a junior war fighter, he might be able to become a senior war fighter. It can be said to be a master in Yangzhou City. As long as there is enough support from the God of War, Be able to hold important positions in the human base city.

Although the strength of the warrior's personal information is assessed by turning in the'monster's'record', there are accurate data about the average physical fitness of the warrior at each stage after so many years.

The physical quality of the junior generals means that the physical fitness reaches the average line of the junior generals, and the bottom line in strength is 8,000 kilograms! The bottom line of speed is 90 meters per second.

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