Two warriors

"557 points, the undergraduate line is 561?" Luo Feng took a deep breath. Just four points short! Just because of these four points, he didn't have a chance to go to the military academy. Twelve years of cultural education ended up like this.

"If I can't go to the military academy, I can't go to the military academy. What's the big deal." Luo Feng's eyes condensed, and his right hand turned into a knife and cut directly in front of him. The air vibrated violently due to the rapid passing of the palm knife, making a heart-pounding palm wind sound, "This fainting has greatly increased my strength!"

"Perhaps, my physical fitness has now reached the physical fitness of a martial artist. I can pass the 'quasi-martial artist assessment'." "Even if it's a little bit short, it's not much different. If I train hard for a month or two, I should be able to pass the 'quasi-martial artist assessment'." Luo Feng has a strong adaptability. This time the college entrance examination score did not reach the undergraduate line, which was a big blow to him, but the 'fainting' caused his physical fitness to improve again, which also gave him confidence in his heart!

After all, the status of a military academy graduate is far inferior to that of a martial artist! "Click!" Luo Feng opened the door and entered the living room. In the living room, parents Luo Hongguo, Gong Xinlan, and brother Luo Hua all turned their heads to look at him, all with concern in their eyes. Gong Xinlan even stood up and walked towards Luo Feng: "Xiao Feng, this time the college entrance examination is not your fault, it's all because of your headache. Ah, why did this disease happen at this time, it hasn't happened for several years."

"Brother, you won't be hit, will you?" Luo Hua, who was sitting in a wheelchair, deliberately teased. Before Luo Feng checked the scores in the room, his parents and brother also checked the college entrance examination scores through his brother "Luo Hua's" laptop. They knew that Luo Feng's college entrance examination score was only four points short of the undergraduate line. Although they were a little disappointed, they were more worried about Luo Feng.

Luo Feng smiled: "Of course I won't be hit, Mom and Dad, don't blame this headache either. To be honest, I have to thank this headache?" "Thank?" "Thank?" "Thank?" Luo Hongguo, Gong Xinlan, and Luo Hua on the wheelchair were all stunned. The college entrance examination is a big deal in a person's life. Now Luo Feng's college entrance examination has been ruined by this headache. Do you still thank this headache?

"Dad, Mom, Ah Hua." Luo Feng smiled slightly, "When I was a child, I also fainted twice due to headaches. In fact, after waking up those two times, I felt that I had gained a lot of strength and ran faster. This time… it's the same! I can feel that my physical fitness is much stronger than before, and I should be able to pass the 'quasi-martial artist assessment'."

"What?" Luo Hongguo, Gong Xinlan, and Luo Hua looked at each other. "Brother, is it true or false?" Luo Hua couldn't help but say. "Of course it's true." Luo Feng smiled slightly, "After passing the quasi-martial artist assessment, you can apply for the 'martial artist practical assessment'. I am very confident in my practical ability, and I may become a martial artist this year!"

Father Luo Hongguo, mother Gong Xinlan, and brother Luo Hua were all shocked by this news. A martial artist! What does that represent? That represents the most transcendent group of people in the human group, represents privileges! Represents a lot of money! Represents a high status! And once you become a martial artist, the various benefits it brings to the family are much better than becoming an elite student of the military academy.

"Is our family going to have a martial artist?" Luo Hua, who was sitting in a wheelchair, couldn't help but shout, "Haha, brother, I admire you." "Xiao Feng, good." Luo Hongguo also slapped Luo Feng's shoulder excitedly, "It's good to be a martial artist. What's a military academy graduate compared to a martial artist?" Nowadays, the whole world's human society is very admired and respected for martial artists.

Seeing that his parents and brother were so happy, Luo Feng chuckled, "Mom and Dad, but I haven't passed the assessment yet, so I can't be too proud." "An 18-year-old martial artist?" Luo Hua couldn't help but shout, "If my brother really becomes an 18-year-old martial artist, then, that's too, too… awesome!!!"

At five o'clock the next morning, when it was just getting light, Luo Feng left home and headed for the Extreme Martial Arts Hall. "There really aren't many people at this time." After Luo Feng entered the Extreme Martial Arts Hall, he found that on the grass and roads of the entire martial arts hall, he could only see about a hundred figures. You should know that there are as many as thirty to forty thousand students in the entire martial arts hall, "Every time the martial arts hall teacher teaches, it is in the evening, which is when there are the most people in the martial arts hall."

Walking on the road, Luo Feng went straight to the senior student teaching building. "Boom…" A low rumbling sound came. "Huh?" Luo Feng couldn't help but turn his head to look, only to see a gorgeous white sports car slowly driving into the martial arts hall. Luo Feng couldn't help but take a closer look and took a breath, "Is it an Aston Martin sports car? And it's the latest and most expensive model with flying function, thr-191?"

His younger brother really likes sports cars, and he has also praised this thr-191 at home. "It's Aston Martin." "It's 191, this one has a flying function." In the martial arts hall, the few students who were scattered around were all attracted, "This car costs 36 million Chinese dollars."

Just then, the sports car stopped at the entrance of the senior student teaching building. The car door opened, and a red-haired man in loose martial arts clothes walked out from inside. This hair was obviously dyed. His gaze swept around casually, paused on Luo Feng, and then he didn't say anything, and went straight into the teaching building.

"He's a martial artist." Luo Feng's eyes lit up. Just now, this martial artist's eyes made Luo Feng feel pressure. This is the eyes with iron will after experiencing life and death fights.

"I've never seen this martial artist in the martial arts hall before. What is he doing in the martial arts hall?" Luo Feng also entered the martial arts hall on the third floor of the senior college teaching building. In the spacious martial arts hall, it was empty and there was no one.

Now it's just over five o'clock in the morning, even at night when there are the most people, there are generally no more than twenty people here, let alone early in the morning. "I want to see how much my strength has reached now." Luo Feng walked over, plugged in the power cord of the punching machine, turned on the switch, and also turned on the 'speed tester' in the distance.

Standing in front of the punching machine. "Let's start!" Luo Feng took a deep breath, centered on his waist and hips, a strong force came out through his waist and hips, and then his spine suddenly arched, just like a big python, producing a strong force through his arms, connecting in sections, and then Luo Feng's fist was like a flash of lightning, and it hit the punching target with a 'puff' sound.

"Ding, ding, ding!" The punching machine made three consecutive sounds. Luo Feng's eyes lit up, usually the punching machine does not make this sound, this sound represents one situation - the punching force exceeds 1000kg.

"Huh?" Luo Feng stared at the display screen of the punching machine - '1089kg'. "So much?" Luo Feng was overjoyed in his heart. The physical fitness requirements of a martial artist must reach 900kg, and his previous punching power was 809kg. Now it has reached 1089kg, an increase of 280kg, far exceeding the pass line.

"Haha." Luo Feng excitedly punched out with both fists like lightning, his whole body swaying left and right, and with the sound of 'puff' 'puff', Luo Feng had punched more than twenty punches in the blink of an eye. The screen of the punching machine also showed a series of numbers - '956kg, 989kg, 923kg, 965kg…'.

"Let's test the speed now." Luo Feng turned his head and walked towards the runway, "As long as my speed passes, plus my nerve reaction speed, I have already reached the standard before. Then the quasi-martial artist assessment, I must be able to pass!" Luo Feng adjusted his breath.

Whoosh! The whole person seemed to be a cannonball and shot out suddenly, quickly passing through along the runway. … On the fourth floor of the senior student teaching building, the red-haired man and the bald middle-aged man in black clothes were walking side by side and talking with a smile. "Yan Luo, how long have we not seen each other." The bald middle-aged man smiled, "It's almost three years, right? The naive little guy back then is now famous, I heard that you made nearly 100 million Earth coins this time, tsk tsk. Seeing you, I feel that I'm old."

"Luck." The red-haired man smiled and said, "Jiang Ge, you were…" "Ding, ding, ding!" The faint sound from downstairs made the two of them look at each other in surprise.

"The punching machine downstairs is the most basic punching machine. When it reaches 1000kg, it will make this sound." The bald middle-aged man was surprised, "It's more than five o'clock in the morning, and there are people practicing boxing, and a punch can exceed 1000kg. Could it be that Yang Wu?"

"Why don't we go and see?" Whoosh! Whoosh! One black and one white, these two people turned into two phantoms and went straight down the stairs. In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the entrance of the martial arts hall on the third floor.

The bald middle-aged man in black and the short-haired man in white stood side by side, looking at the martial arts hall. At this time, Luo Feng was standing in front of the runway, and then he shot out.

"28.1m/s." Both the bald middle-aged man in black and the short-haired man in white saw the displayed number on the speed tester screen at a glance.

"This Luo Feng, his punching power exceeds 1000kg, and his speed actually reaches 28.1m/s." The bald middle-aged man with black hair was somewhat surprised.

"Jiang Ge, this kid is not very old, right? He has actually reached the physical requirements of a martial artist." The red-haired man was surprised, and the bald middle-aged man with black hair nodded and said, "Yes, his name is Luo Feng, and he is one of the more talented students in our martial arts hall. He just turned eighteen this year!"

"Eighteen years old? So young?" The red-haired man couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

At this time, Luo Feng, who noticed the two people at the door, was taken aback. The red-haired man was the martial artist who drove the sports car here earlier, and this bald middle-aged man in black was the master of this Extreme Martial Arts Hall, 'Jiang Nian', the most powerful figure. According to the rules of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall, students all call him 'instructor'.

"Instructor!" Luo Feng shouted in salute.

"Come here." Instructor Jiang Nian called with a smile, "I didn't expect that you, Luo Feng, would reach the physical requirements of a martial artist so quickly. Let me introduce you, this is your senior Yan Luo, Yan Luo, I told him your name, is that okay?"

"No problem." Yan Luo looked at Luo Feng and nodded, "This kid, he has reached the physical requirements of a martial artist at such a young age, maybe in the future, he can intersect with me."

Jiang Nian looked at Luo Feng and smiled, "Luo Feng, you are eighteen years old, you should be taking the college entrance examination this year. Don't care about how you did in the exam this year, what's the use of going to school? You should now prepare for the 'Martial Artist Combat Assessment' with peace of mind. Oh, by the way, on July 1st, you go to the Extreme Martial Arts Hall in Yangzhou City to take the 'Quasi-Martial Artist Assessment'. With your current strength, it's easy to pass."

"College entrance examination?" Yan Luo smiled next to him, "Don't waste time going to university, you have a good talent, no matter what you do, you have to put your whole heart into it. Now you have to put all your energy on martial arts. Kid, wait until you become a martial artist and join our Extreme Martial Arts Hall, that's the future."

These two martial artists, both of whom have a very high status, disdain the so-called rich and officials in society. But for Luo Feng, who is also about to enter the ranks of martial artists and is still very young, they are very expectant.