Chapter 7 007: First meeting Luo Feng, waste?
He knew very well what conditions needed to be met in order for the punching force tester to sound an alarm.

Under the gaze of everyone in the hall.

On the screen of the punch force testing machine, a number kept changing and finally froze.

——2306kg!

For an instant.

Those students who had said that Shen Lang's punching power did not exceed 200 kilograms suddenly became silent. They all widened their eyes and looked at the number on the screen of the punching power testing machine in disbelief!
After a few breaths.

“Fake… fake, right?!”

Some people screamed. This number was like a loud slap in their faces, making them feel hot and painful.

"This..." The staff looked at Shen Lang in shock.

A guy who just came to get his student certificate punched out more than 2,000 kilograms?
The punching force testing machine was just replaced last month, so it is impossible for the test to go wrong.

But he quickly reacted: "Shen Lang, your punching power has exceeded the standard of a warrior. You are now qualified to go to the third floor of the advanced student teaching building. Follow me!"

After saying that, the staff led the way.

Shen Lang glanced at the people in the hall. They looked at him with awe. Shen Lang smiled happily and followed the staff.

Looking at Shen Lang's back, they started talking again.

"More than 2,000 kilograms!"

"This is the punching power of an intermediate fighter!"

"It's over. Will he remember what we just said?!"

"You think too much. Will people remember little people like us?!"

"... "

The third floor of the advanced students teaching building.

This is also a large martial arts training hall, but only "senior students of the martial arts school" can enter here.

At this time, there were already two senior students exercising here.

After the staff brought Shen Lang here by elevator, the two senior students looked over.

"Haha, madman, there's a new member."

One of them was a thin man over 1.9 meters tall wearing a black vest. He glanced at the young man not far away.

The young man called "madman" put down the barbell in his hand, walked up to Shen Lang, stretched out his hand and greeted him with a smile.

"Hello, new member, my name is Luo Feng!"

"Hello, I'm Shen Lang!"

Shen Lang looked at Luo Feng who greeted him, smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand to shake hands with Luo Feng.

A thin man in a black vest also came over: "Hey, hello Shen Lang, my name is Yang Wu."

"Hello!" Shen Lang responded in the same way.

Shen Lang's arrival made Yang Wu and Luo Feng very happy.

Generally, those who come to the martial arts gym for training are children from poor families. They do not have their own training rooms and can only come to the martial arts gym for training, so they are also very united.

"Haha, Shen Lang, since you're on the third floor, that means your punching power is over 800 kilograms. How much is your punching power?!"

Yang Wu, who was wearing a black vest, looked at Shen Lang and asked with some curiosity.

"Yeah, Shen Lang, how much punching power do you have?!"

After he finished speaking, Luo Feng also looked at Shen Lang.

Before Shen Lang opened his mouth to speak, the staff member who brought him up spoke for him. He looked at the two and said with a smile, "Shen Lang's punching power has exceeded the standard of a warrior, reaching 2306 kilograms!"

"What? 2306 kilograms?!"

Hearing this, Luo Feng and Yang Wu both glared and stared at Shen Lang.

"Oh my goodness, where did you come from, you monster! 2306 kilograms, this has already reached the punching strength standard of an intermediate fighter!" Yang Wu said in shock.

Luo Feng also looked at Shen Lang in surprise: "Doesn't this mean that you are already a warrior now?!"

"Not really, I'm just a little stronger, but my speed and nerve reaction are very poor." Shen Lang shook his head modestly.

"Just a little more powerful?!"

Luo Feng and Yang Wu didn't want to talk anymore. You call this just a little bit bigger? !
However, when they heard Shen Lang say that his speed and nerve reaction were poor, they felt better.

On Earth, to obtain the status of a warrior, one must first meet three conditions.

First, the punching force reaches 900 kilograms!

Second, the speed reaches 25 meters per second!
Third, the neurological response test must meet the standards.

If these three conditions are met, you are just a quasi-warrior.

And if you want to become a real warrior, you have to pass the warrior combat test. "Shen Lang, what is your speed now?!" Yang Wu asked. Even if it's worse... it shouldn't be that bad.

"Uh... I haven't tested it yet!" Shen Lang said, telling the truth.

"Then come and test it!"

Yang Wu quickly pulled Shen Lang to the speed test area, and Luo Feng also turned on the speed test machine.

"Shen Lang, you can start now!" Luo Feng said with a smile.

"Ok!"

Shen Lang nodded, stood on the track, took a deep breath, and then got into position to start running.

He also wanted to know how fast he could go.

"call!"

The next moment, Shen Lang suddenly exerted force with his legs, and his whole body was like a sharp arrow shot from a bow, shooting towards the end of the runway with a "whoosh".

In just two or three breaths, Shen Lang rushed through the test area.

"Madman, what is Shen Lang's speed?!"

Yang Wu quickly looked at Luo Feng, and saw that he also quickly answered: "26.8 meters per second."

"26.8 meters per second?!" Yang Wu glared, then looked at Shen Lang with envy: "If you take part in the quasi-warrior assessment at this speed, you will definitely pass it!"

He just doesn't have enough speed. He took part in several quasi-warrior assessments in a row, but was eliminated because his speed did not meet the requirements.

Now that he saw that Shen Lang's speed far exceeded the standard of a warrior, Yang Wu was extremely envious.

When Shen Lang heard his own speed, he was not surprised.

Although his current physical fitness has reached the standard of a warrior, he is still the worst type of warrior.

The main reason why he can burst out with a punching force of more than 2,000 kilograms is because he has mastered the warrior-level Star-blasting Fist.

"By the way, Shen Lang, how old are you?!" Yang Wu asked Shen Lang.

Shen Lang smiled and said, "26."

Yang Wu and Luo Feng were both stunned, then Yang Wu laughed and said, "Haha, it seems I have to call you Brother Lang too!"

Shen Lang was also somewhat helpless, as age was not something he could decide.

Afterwards, Shen Lang received the advanced student certificate, added Luo Feng and Yang Wu’s contact information, and left the Extreme Martial Arts Hall.

Just half an hour after Shen Lang left the Extreme Martial Arts School.

A bald middle-aged man in black and a red-haired man came to the Extreme Martial Arts School talking and laughing. The two had just arrived at the office on the fourth floor of the teaching building for advanced students.

A staff member pushed the door open and walked in, handing a piece of information to the middle-aged man in black clothes and bald head.

"Um?!"

The bald middle-aged man in black took a quick look at the information and immediately showed a look of surprise on his face:

"Punch force of 2306 kg? And speed of only 26.8 meters per second?!"

The red-haired man was also stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then he laughed and said, "Brother Jiang, this is the genius Luo Feng I met before, right? Has he made such great progress?!"

The Brother Jiang he mentioned was Jiang Nian, the instructor of the Yian District of Extreme Martial Arts School.

As for the red-haired man, he is Jiang Nian’s good friend, a free warrior named Yan Luo.

"No!" Jiang Nian shook his head: "His name is Shen Lang, and he just came to the martial arts hall today to get his student certificate."

"Oh?!" Yan Luo's eyes lit up: "Where is he? Where is he now?!"

The first time he came to receive his student certificate, his punching power reached two thousand kilograms and his speed exceeded the standard for warriors. He is definitely a genius.

"He has left the martial arts gym." said the staff member.

"Have you left the martial arts hall?!" Yan Luo looked a little regretful, then he smiled and said, "Brother Jiang, it seems that there is another genius in your martial arts hall. In tomorrow's quasi-martial arts examination, I'm afraid there will be one more quasi-martial arts student in your martial arts hall!"

"What kind of genius!" Jiang Nian shook his head: "He is already 26 years old."

"Already 26 years old?!" Yan Luo was stunned, then lost interest: "I thought he was a genius!"

The best age to practice martial arts is between 16 and 30 years old. The older you are, the harder it is to make a breakthrough.

At the age of 26, his speed barely exceeds the standard of a warrior. He can be described as a waste.

On this side, Shen Lang had just returned home when he received a call from his teacher Zhao He.

"Xiao Lang, I'm shamelessly asking for what you want!"

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