Seeing the instrument that looked like a big drum, Wei Cheng was curious and wanted to touch it, but he was embarrassed when he saw a teacher waiting beside him.
Wang Xiaoming knew what this was and explained directly:
"Actually, this big drum is the college's qi and blood measuring device. Even though it is inconspicuous, it is extremely accurate in measuring qi and blood!"
"Is this a qi and blood identification instrument? Xiaoming, are you kidding me?"
Looking at the unattractive and even mottled silver drum, Wei Cheng doubted his own eyes.
This big drum was placed directly in the small corner at the entrance to the martial arts training ground. If Yang Xiaoming hadn't reminded himself, Wei Cheng wouldn't have noticed the drum, but it turned out to be a qi and blood meter?
It’s really hard to understand the aesthetics of the academy…
"Hey, don't underestimate this drum. The reason why it is designed like this is not to measure the students' strength.
Every new student who comes to Yinwu for the first time will have their Qi and blood measured here.
See that big groove in the center of the drum head?
Yinwu's measuring instrument is different from the external measuring methods. It is not based on the strength of Qi and blood, but based on the power that can be exerted to give a comprehensive score.
Otherwise, if some people are full of blood but have no strength to fight, wouldn't it be useless?"
Wang Xiaoming was obviously a familiar person. After talking to the monitors for a few words, he picked up the hammer stick placed beside the drum, bulging his strong arms, and struck hard towards the center of the big drum.
boom!
A dull sound came out, and the seemingly heavy blow was completely absorbed by the drum head without any sound. The entire drum only shook slightly, showing the force of the blow just now.
"Congratulations! 1,200 kilograms, first prize!"
"Tsk...Is it only 1,200 kilograms this time?"
Even though he achieved inhuman results, Wang Xiaoming still smacked his lips in dissatisfaction and was quite disappointed with his performance.
However, the monitoring teacher on the side showed an expression of approval and said to Wang Xiaoming:
"Haha, Xiaoming, your results are already very good. Not long after you have just set foot on the mountain, you can strike with a force of more than a thousand kilograms. It is estimated that if you hit the enemy with this blow, the enemy will be injured even if there is no fracture.
Seriously injured. Aren't you satisfied with this?"
"Of course!"
Wang Xiaoming replied firmly:
"My ambition is to become a grandmaster... No! To become a strong man like Principal Ye, who can change the color of mountains and seas with one strike. Every move contains destructive power that can change the world.
If you want to reach that level, a mere thousand kilograms is just the beginning!"
"You can't say that. The drumsticks on the measuring instrument are specially made and have limitations that make it difficult for students to exert force. In fact, the force of the hammer you just hit should be even higher."
The monitoring teacher nodded, obviously quite certain of Wang Xiaoming's performance. After all, after modern urbanization, although the number of warriors in the entire country of China has increased, the quality is not as good as before, even at the Yin Sheng Martial Arts University.
I still remember the time when the first principal took office. At that time, there were less than a hundred tribulation warriors in the warrior headquarters. It was far inferior to the current situation when most people are experiencing tribulation warriors. But at that time, all the students were
He is an elite who has fought in every battle. He can fight against any strong person of the same level. Even against the iron-blooded officers in the military department who are usually very willing to fight, they can't give in too much, and can even win the battle.
Even the current Principal Ye rose to prominence during that era.
But in this era, hey... there are many warriors, but everyone does not focus on body training, but instead studies emerging skills such as magic, spearmanship, and modern weapons. Although the combat power is not weaker than before,
But if they are faced with someone who specializes in physical training, most students' bodies will appear vulnerable.
Take the drum measuring instrument in front of you as an example: in the past, feats of more than 10,000 kilograms would occasionally occur, but now on this instrument, it is rare for a freshman to set a record of more than 1,000 kilograms with physical strength alone.
Those who break through this value are usually the patents of those old students who often go on missions.
"Teacher Yang, why are you in a daze again?"
After hearing Wang Xiaoming's question, the monitoring teacher withdrew from the memory state, wiped his glasses clean, and said to the two of them:
"Sorry, I just remembered something. I didn't delay you, right?"
"Of course! But Teacher Yang, this is my friend. He also wants to test his blood. I don't know if he can..."
Wang Xiaoming was only halfway through his words when a discordant cry came from the side.
"Hey! Teacher Yang, this is not fair. I have reserved the time in advance. How can I let this stranger cut in front of me?"
Wang Xiaoming suddenly felt his face burning, as if he had been slapped, and felt a little ashamed.
Ma De! I just told Wei Cheng that I could test it soon, and I was slapped in the face!
"Wang Xiaoming, what a coincidence, you are here too!"
Wei Cheng turned around and saw a tall boy with a tough build staring at them.
Listening to the tone of the other party's words, it doesn't seem like he is looking for trouble. If he insists on speaking, it seems that he is... an enemy?
Wang Xiaoming didn't seem surprised. He had known that this person was also in Yinwu. He turned his head and said with a smile:
"Yang Mu, why don't you go to other Wuhan universities and come here to seek abuse?"
"Haha, it's not Wang Xiaoming who has the final say on this!"
Wang Xiaoming turned his head and said in a bad tone: "It's just the right time for you to come to Yin Sheng Wu University. I was afraid that you wouldn't dare to come!"
"You are quite confident and your tone is quite impressive!"
The tall boy snorted softly and said:
"Follow the procedure! I made an appointment for the test with Teacher Yang an hour ago and paid for it first. You can't bring your new friend to jump in, right?"
"you…"
Wang Xiaoming wanted to refute, but Wei Cheng held his shoulders.
"Let him go first. It won't take long anyway, it's just a matter of a few minutes."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Seeing that Wei Cheng was not unhappy, Wang Xiaoming patted his shoulder, turned his head and said:
"Okay! Just wait for a while. Anyway, this kind of person will run rampant when he gets his way, so there is no need to pay attention to him.
He was my classmate in junior high school and high school, and I suppressed him for several years. He just got a few more points than me in the review test and thought he could turn around. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"
The voice of this passage was quite loud. It was obvious that Wang Xiaoming deliberately wanted to read it out to the other party.
Yang Mu, who was preparing for the test, heard this and his expression changed for a while.
He and Wang Xiaoming go to the same alma mater, which is considered one of the best high schools there.
Wang Xiaoming said that he was suppressed for many years, which is actually not a lie.
In high schools in the city center, the pressure of competition is greater, and although there are many rewards, you still have to be able to fight for them.
Not only are there professional martial arts training classes, but there are also regular assessments. If you do well in the assessment, you will naturally get the corresponding resources.
Wang Xiaoming and Yang Mu are both leaders among them. For the rewards distributed by the school, the relationship between the two is quite subtle, and they have fought several times. They are both enemies and friends.
In the end, the two of them were able to overcome the disaster with excellent grades and were admitted to Yinshengwu University from their original school, which was inseparable from the rewards in high school.
Although Yang Mu's academic performance was a little weaker than Wang Xiaoming's, his physical body was slightly better than Wang Xiaoming's. This led to his performance in entering Yin Sheng Wu University being slightly better than that of his old enemy, and he was also assigned to the first district.
Dormitory area.
Seeing Wang Xiaoming looking at him unfairly, Yang Mu said angrily:
"Okay, let's see!"
"Wait for you!"
Faced with Yang Mu's provocation, Wang Xiaoming didn't care at all. In order to reach the tenth level of physical training, he had just stepped into the disaster when he entered school. He had not tempered his bones at all, so his strength was certainly not as good as Yang Mu's.
But after a few weeks, he also finished tempering his ankle bones. If he really wanted to fight against Yang Mu, a dancer who had faced disasters with the ninth stage of body training, he was really not afraid.
Listening to the heated conversation between the two, Wei Cheng immediately guessed the truth of the matter and simply watched the excitement from the side.
Hmm... Anyway, neither of them can beat me, so I will sit down first to avoid hitting your young minds too early.
Yang Mu took the gray drumstick from the monitor teacher's hand, took a deep breath, and then hit the drum head vigorously. The strong wind just when he swung the hammer was enough to make an ordinary person's face hurt.
"Congratulations! 1,250 kilograms, first prize!"
faint!
Although he was full of arrogance, it was obvious that Yang Mu was quite capable. With one hammer, he actually struck out with a force of 1,250 kilograms. It seemed that the muscles all over his body were not just for decoration.
"Hmph! You're talking so big, but in the end, aren't you only fifty kilograms taller than me?"
Wang Xiaoming sneered a few times, and took advantage of Yang Mu's pause because of excessive exertion to mock for a while, making the big man angry.
"Hmph! A good man will never bully a hero. Wait for a round in the combat room!"
"Okay, whoever loses is a bear! But wait a minute, my friend hasn't taken the test yet!"
After speaking, Wang Xiaoming winked at Wei Cheng and whispered: "Wait before striking with the hammer, try to think of some of your strongest postures or special moves, and give that bastard a good beating!"
"Thinking about your special move?"
Wei Cheng took the gray mallet, stared at the big drum in front of him, and fell into deep thought.
"Hey, Wang Xiaoming, you don't think he is stronger than the two of us, do you? This guy looks small and short, can he really achieve better results than the two of us?"
Yang Mu had some doubts about Wei Cheng's strength. After all, compared to the two of them, Wei Cheng's medium figure was only 1.75 meters...he was really just a small man. He couldn't really define him as tall if he was less than 1.9 meters.
