4. Han Sen's skill
After dinner, Han Sen's mom and dad
brought Han Hua to walk outside while Luo
Feng went to tutor.
Around 6 PM, the sky was already about to
become completely dark.
"This tutoring job will have to be on hold
soon." Han Sen was like a leopard, flexibly
moving through the alleys. There was a
dead end in front, but Han Sen's entire
body flew in the air. He jumped over two
meters high, lightly tapping the top of the
wall with his left hand, and fell into the
next alley.
Sprinting was his warm up before tutoring.
At this time, Han Sen's speed was 15
meters per second, or 54 km/hour, which
wasn't even his top speed. However, it was
able to serve its purpose as warm up.
[Light panting]
"One more month until exams, and then I
will be able to put tutoring on hold. I
earned twenty thousand dollars during this half year of tutoring." Having the title
of 'Elite', it was easy for him to find a
tutoring job, teaching someone the
basics.
The salary was 100 dollars per hour.
For five days a week, he taught for one
hour a day. In other words, his monthly
salary would be around 2000 dollars.
"Dad works hard all day and only earns
around 2-3 thousand dollars a month. I
just tutor for an hour and earn so much
more than him... This is the difference
between a normal person and someone
with a title! If I am able to become a
'Fighter', then the difference would be
shocking!" Han Sen looked ahead of him
and saw a cargo truck blocking the road.
However, Han Sen didn't slow down at all.
He suddenly jumped up to a height of 2-3
meters high and then ran two steps on the
side of the wall. He then dropped back
down and continued running forwards.
After that���
Han Sen has already ran to the outer part
of a quiet residential area.
"Here is where Mom and Dad should be
living." Han Sen stopped and eyed the area
in front of him. The density of the homes
in the area was lower and there were
man-made pools. There were tons of
foliage and every floor of each building
had its own garden, even the higher floors.
Other than the tall residential homes,
there were also villas.
Know that����
As of now, there are a total of six major
bases in China, which are the six major
cities. Each city has an astonishingly large
population. For example, Jiang-Nan city's
population is nearly 200 million. Naturally,
there is very little land. Things like villas
are very rare and expensive. The large
mansions that take up even more space
cost an enormous amount of money."
I'm going to #1801 of the 18th building"
said Han Sen to the guardsman outside
the area.
"Wait a moment" The guardsman pressed a
video-telephone number and shot the
camera at Han Sen. A voice from the
video-telephone said, "It's Sen, let him in"
"Alright sir" The guardsman let him in.
One hour later, Feng walked out the
area.
"Yup, done with tutoring. Now I'll go to the
dojo and see if there has been any increase
in my strength."
The 'Dojo of Limits', the largest dojo on
earth created by the strongest fighter
'Hong'.
There are dojos scattered all around the
world.
[Di]
Han Sen entered the dojo after scanning
his student identification card at the door.
One 'Dojo of Limits' is like an entrenched
gigantic monster: the area it covers is even
larger than a high school. The main gate of
the dojo is big enough to let ten cars in.
Inside the dojo, there were three large
silver-white structures with an airship-like
style.
"Brother!*"
*This brother is one used in respect, not
blood related. All the "brothers" for the
rest of the chapter will be like this too.
"Greetings Brother"
On the lawn of the interior of the Dojo
were large amounts of dojo members.
These members saw Han Sen's 'Elite'
identification on his chest and respected
him.
Inside the dojo, the three structures were
separated by level: one for the beginner
members, one for the intermediate
members, and one for the elite members.The elite member building's first and
second floors are large teaching halls,
large enough to hold a few thousand
people. The teachers of the dojo taught in
this hall. There were around 30-40
thousand members of this particular dojo.
You can only become a member of the dojo
starting from the age of 16. After the age of
30, you are prohibited from coming back
to the dojo, since you will be wasting
valuable teaching resources.
There were a couple hundred 'elite'
students, most being around 20 years old.
However, Han Sen was only 18.
"Greetings Brother"
Han Sen walked along as he heard people
greet him. He entered the third floor of
the elite building, which only elite
members could enter.
The third floor was a couple hundred
meters long and wide; a large training
center. At this time, there were a couple
dozen people.
"Crazy*"
*Not the "mad" kind of crazy. This is just a
nickname incorporating the Sen of Han Sen(crazy = Feng Zi)
"Hey, come Crazy."
As he entered the large training center, all
of the 'elite' members warmly greeted him.
"Brother Wang, Brother Yang, Sister Li"
Han Sen happily shouted back. As he
looked at these people, his heart warmed.
These few dozen people were all over 20
years of age. Of course, the elite members
of the 'Dojo of Limits' of Zhi An section
weren't just these people. In total, there
were over a hundred of them, but most of
them were too lazy to come since there
isn't a teacher to teach.
The only people who would come to the
training center are those who are poor and
without anywhere else to train.
The rich people all have their own
individual training center.
So����
Almost all of these people live in cheap
rental homes. Since they are all
categorized as poor people, they naturally
formed a clique. Han Sen's nickname of
'Crazy' came from the time when he
consecutively challenged and defeated
three rich elite members out of anger.
"I wonder how much my strength
improved from the last half month of
training."
Han Sen walked towards the 'Fist
Strength Tester Machine' at the corner of
the training hall, where there were two of
them side by side. Whether you were a
beginner, intermediate, or an elite
member, you had to test the strength of
your punch. Even the test to become a
'Fighter' has strength* tests.
*All strength tests refer to fist strength.
Han Sen took in a deep breath and
completely relaxed his body. Suddenly, his
gaze concentrated. His body tensed, like a
lazy lion getting ready for action. His spine
tensed like a bow string. His feet
supported his waist, which strengthened
Han Sen's right fist. His punch was like a
cannonball, shooting across an
arc����
[DA]
Han Sen's fist smashed against the
machine.
The machine shook violently.
Soon enough, a number appeared on the
machine's screen���� "809 kg"
"Not bad, crazy. Got past the 800 kg
milestone" A man with a height taller than
1.9 meters who was a bit lean yet buff
laughed and clapped. This buff man had a
savage scar on his face.
"Brother Yang" Han Sen laughed, "when
compared to you, this is nothing. Brother
Yang, could you help me turn on the
'Speed Tester Machine'?"
"Brother Yang, named Yang Wu, is
currently ranked top three within the elite
members in the 'Dojo of Limits'. If it wasn't
for his speed, he would've cleared the
'Fighter Preliminary Exams' a long time
ago.
For an elite member to become a fighter.
He has to pass two exams����
The first exam is the 'Fighter Fitness'
exam, or the Prospective Fighter exam.
Once you pass that, you have proved that
your fitness level has reached the standard
of a 'fighter'. At this time, you have become
a 'Prospective Fighter'.
The second exam is a 'Fighter Combat'
exam.
Just having the body fitness doesn't grant
you the privilege of becoming a fighter.
Only by defeating an actual monster in an
actual fight will you be able to achieve the
title of 'Fighter'.
"Testing speed? Alright." Yang Wu laughed
as he walked towards the machine and
turned it on.
[KA]
The machine turned on and lighted up.
Han Sen adjusted his breathing and stood
on the track, which was 60 meters long.
Close to the speed testing machine was a
speed testing region.
Han Sen exploded forwards!
[WHOOSH]
In a blink of an eye, Luo Feng has
accelerated to his maximum speed. His
feet pedaled with strength, increasing his
sprinting power. His body was like an
arrow leaving a bow and flying across the
runway, bringing along with him a gust of
wind. Han Sen flew past the speed testing
region. After that, he naturally slowed
down and stopped.
"How fast?" Han Sen laughed as he walked
towards the machine.
"Heh, crazy, looks like you improved a bit since last time. Not bad, not bad" Brother
Yang, with a face of astonishment, looked
at the number displayed on the speed
testing machine, "Come look for
yourself"
Han Sen looked over to the machine and
the number displayed was���� "23.8
m/s"
"Not bad"
Han Sen wasn't that happy though, since
there were three parts to the Fighter
Fitness exam, or the 'Prospective Fighter'
exam: Strength, speed, and reaction speed.
For reaction speed, Han Sen was naturally
gifted and has barely reached the level
that a fighter requires.
However����
In the prospective fighter exam, the
passing mark for strength is ���� 900
kg!
For speed, the passing mark is���� 25
m/s! Or 100 meters every 4 seconds.