"Oh my God, that's black diamond! Rumor has it that this stone is as hard as steel bars in buildings, but it was shattered with just one punch?"
"Just one punch is powerful enough to destroy steel. How strong is Teacher Zhang's true strength..."
Seeing Zhang Yang's unattractive appearance, he took action and smashed the rock in front of him, which immediately caused a murmur in the class.
Some people who knew the rock that Zhang Yang smashed turned pale. If the punch had just hit them, their internal organs would have been shattered immediately, right?
Faced with the gossip of his classmates, Zhang Yang didn't mind. He just retracted his fist indifferently and walked back to where he was, as if nothing happened just now.
"The martial arts technique I demonstrated just now is called Tongbei Fist. It is a basic boxing technique that all those who have experienced difficult martial arts can learn.
If you punch out with one punch, if you don't destroy the enemy, you will hurt yourself.
The advantage is that it is extremely powerful. Even if it is as solid as a rock, it only takes one punch to KO it. The disadvantage is that it takes too long to accumulate power, and it is easy for the enemy to catch the flaw while accumulating power.
It’s a bit of a useless skill, and it’s usually useless in actual combat.”
After Wei Cheng heard this, he felt it was ridiculous.
Charging time is too long?
Zhang Yang just launched his move to smash the rock. The total time of the whole process did not exceed ten seconds, but he actually thought it took too long?
How fast are other martial arts skills?
However, Zhang Yang pretended that the move was really no big deal, took out something from his arms, and chatted with everyone present in an approachable tone.
However, even if the teacher's tone remained unchanged, everyone could not help but feel a sense of awe in their hearts. After understanding the power of warriors, they also began to yearn for this powerful power.
"Teacher, you are a martial artist who has experienced difficulty, and your punch is so amazing. So what kind of existence will the warriors who are difficult with Qi Yuan and difficult with soul be on top of it?"
Finally, one person couldn't contain his curiosity and raised his hand to ask.
Zhang Yang smiled slightly, with the same indifferent expression, and looked at the classmate who spoke.
"It may not be a good thing to know high-level tactics in advance.
People who practice martial arts are most taboo about aiming too high. Only by being down-to-earth and accumulating bit by bit can one achieve a high position.
Don't look at the teacher who just broke the rock with ease. This punch alone took me decades of hard work to achieve. Do you think...does this require patience?"
Then, Zhang Yang took out a stick with various patterns engraved on it from his arms and placed it heavily on the ground.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and the moment the stick touched the ground, it was pressed in several inches, and the loud noise made everyone jump.
"Next, everyone will run around the playground for ten times, and then come to my place for a test to see if you are qualified to become a warrior.
Wei Cheng, Wuhe, you two go first!"
When everyone was complaining, Wei Cheng shrugged helplessly, pulled Shidao, and the two of them ran side by side towards the playground.
………
"Really, a test is a test! Why do you still come to the playground? Isn't this some kind of corporal punishment?"
After running for more than five laps under the bright sun, Shido's physical strength had been worn away by most, so he had to start walking around the playground half walking and half running, complaining to Wei Cheng beside him.
"Wei Cheng, why don't you feel tired? Isn't it because of excessive physical strength?"
I saw Wei Cheng running beside Shidao without blushing or out of breath, as if he had no pressure on him after just a few laps.
In fact, he really has no pressure.
Judging from Wei Cheng's physique, even if Zhang Yang asked him to run fifty laps, let alone ten laps, there would be no problem.
After all, as an elite bodyguard of the Lezheng family, Wei Cheng is not a soft-boiled person.
"Stop complaining. If you're complaining about your physical strength, it's better to finish these ten laps quickly. And Shidao, didn't you notice? The reason why Lao Zhang told us to run is."
"What? What's the point? You're not trying to fool me with some bullshit reason to exercise, are you? Let me tell you, I'm not that easy to lie!"
Wuhe Shidao said angrily, but received a big eye roll from Wei Cheng.
"Idiot! Haven't you discovered it yet?
The reason why Lao Zhang asked us to run ten laps first is to deliberately exhaust our physical strength. Only when we are exhausted can we take the test of warrior qualifications!"
"Huh? There is such a thing. Can you explain it?"
Just saying a few words, Shidao felt out of breath and almost suffocated, so he had to shut up and listen to Wei Cheng's explanation.
"Oh! It's actually quite understandable. Did you hear it at the beginning of class?
The so-called warrior seizes the fortune of heaven and earth and creates his own golden body.
This means that when a person with the qualifications of a warrior is exhausted, his body will automatically absorb the energy from heaven and earth. The measurement standard is the speed and quality of the absorbed energy. Only when a certain standard is reached can the person be judged as a warrior.
Qualifications.
If we don't exhaust our physical strength first, how can we use that big stick to help us judge?"
Wei Cheng pointed to the gray stick that Zhang Yang smashed on the grass, and explained to Shidao while running.
As for how Wei Cheng knew?
Haha Thinking of the time he was locked up in the principal's office, Wei Cheng couldn't help but curse a certain man named Ye from the bottom of his heart.
Although Shidao on the side still had doubts in his heart, after listening to Wei Cheng's explanation, he had a general understanding.
Soon after, Wei Cheng and Shidao completed ten laps, walked slowly to the big gray stick, and put their palms on the stick.
In terms of speed, although the two of them were the first to set off, they were not the first to arrive. Although there was also the reason why Wei Cheng ran with Shido, it also reflected the terrifying average of this class.
Ten laps were almost five kilometers. During this period, Wei Cheng watched helplessly as a fierce man surpassed him and Shidao and completed the entire distance in less than ten minutes. It was simply terrifying!
[Shido Wuhe, seventh level of body training, medium qualifications, discovered that he has a special physique that absorbs the power of elves, and is recommended to be sent to the "Date A Live" academy branch.]
When Shido pressed his hand on the stick, the big gray stick displayed this line of silver fonts, which made Shido Joji Kongo scratch his head.
"Congratulations, Wuhe-san. Although you do not have the qualifications to become a warrior, you have a special physique that can absorb the power of elves.
Based on past experience, we will transfer you to another college and then train you as a special admissions student."
After Zhang Yang saw the test results, a look of disappointment appeared in his eyes, and then he hid it and said to Shidao enthusiastically.
After all, I still can't find a good seedling? The teacher secretly thought in his heart.
"So, will I still be a student of this class in the future?"
Wuhe Shidao glanced at Wei Cheng beside him, and then looked at Zhang Yang in front of him.
"Of course! As long as you are in the academy, you are a member of the academy. No matter you are human or demon, as long as you are a student of the academy, you are a member of the academy.
So you don’t have to worry about losing contact with your original class after entering the battle branch.”
Zhang Yang obviously saw that Shidao was a little reluctant to let go of Wei Cheng, a good friend he had just met, so he patted him on the shoulder and said so.
Hearing this, Shidao was overjoyed and shook hands with Wei Cheng warmly.
"Great, Wei Cheng, this means we will still be classmates from now on!"
"oh."
Facing Shidao's enthusiasm, Wei Cheng gave a lukewarm response, silently watching the classmates in front of him undergo their aptitude tests one by one, while a subtle glint flashed in his eyes.
"Old Zhang, it turns out that this monument, in addition to testing the qualifications of a warrior, can also measure an individual's talent?"
The moment he saw Rito Yuuki being determined to have the attribute of divine wrestling against women, Wei Cheng finally became convinced of something and turned to Zhang Yang and asked.
"Yes! Did you find out?
The name of this gray stick is the Desolation Monument. The desolation energy contained in it has a great quenching effect on the human body, making it a treasure for body refiners.
When your physical strength is exhausted and you touch this monument, you will be able to get a ray of desolate energy, so that your physical body can improve. While obtaining the desolate energy, your body will also feed back information to the desolate monument, and then judge
It shows how talented a person is in cultivation.
I heard that this Desolation Monument was modeled after the "Great Desolation Monument" in the hands of the principal. It is usually regarded as a treasure in the college. The principal is so generous that he took it out for a small test, hahaha..."
Hearing this, Wei Cheng smiled a little stiffly.
He was basically certain that the bad-shaped gray stick that Hayama used to beat him in the principal's room was the Great Monument of Desolation.
Being beaten wildly by the principal with a big baby. This is really an unforgettable experience!
"It seems it's my turn."
Seeing that the number of people taking the test had almost flowed, Wei Cheng stood up, pretended to be staggering, and walked slowly towards the Desolate Monument.
Zhang Yang, who was on the side, narrowed his eyes and watched Wei Cheng's actions.
As a warrior who has experienced difficult times, how could he not realize that the test just now was as easy for Wei Cheng as eating and drinking.
Although he had already completed ten laps, he could not detect any disordered breath from Wei Cheng, as if Wei Cheng had not exercised just now.
And while looking at Wei Cheng, Zhang Yang actually felt a slight pressure, which was almost the same as what he usually felt when facing other teachers in the academy.
Doesn't this mean that Wei Cheng's strength is not far from that of their teachers, and may even be stronger than himself?
"Is it my imagination..."
Zhang Yang thought to himself, and then the hunch he had in his heart turned into a deep shock when Wei Cheng's test results came out.
Because the moment he saw Wei Cheng put his hand on the deserted monument, the gray stick shook violently for a while, and then slowly emerged a line of flashing golden fonts:
[Wei Cheng, pseudo-catastrophe situation, body refining warrior. (Current body refining progress: 90%)]
