CHAPTER 41: CHAPTER 35 INTENSITY METER

The examination continued, and everyone’s gaze on Zhou Leng held an added layer of complexity.

Scores in the nineties were mostly at the level of the Top Ten Martial Arts courses, not rare at all.

But achieving a perfect score in True Qi Control was exceptional, even in places like Yunhua and Jinjing, it stood out.

Deng Zhijue sent the scores to all the students once again.

At this moment, a student whispered, "Does this mean Zhou Leng is ’Half Nine’?"

The examination hall suddenly bustled with excitement and discussion.

Several examiners exchanged glances, surprised that their casual comment had become reality.

Feng Wenhao said enviously, "Now Zhou Leng’s prospects for both a general scholarship and a Martial Arts scholarship are secure. If he’s lucky, he might even receive invitations to special training camps."

Feng Wenhao, while examining Zhou Leng’s scores, added, "Zhou Leng, if you push a bit more and score 90 on all four comprehensive tests, you’ll become a ’Quan Jiu’ Martial Arts School Student, surpassing those in the Martial Arts Academy!"

The entire hall quieted down again.

Wei Hong lingered in silence for a while, then slowly said, "Isn’t a Martial Arts School student achieving ’Quan Jiu’ going a bit too far?"

"I think it’s worth a try," Lu Juncai became interested.

"I think it can be done!"

"Go for it, Zhou Leng!" All the students felt an inexplicable excitement.

"That’s ’Quan Jiu’ we’re talking about!" a female student exclaimed, her eyes bright with excitement.

"The moment of witnessing a miracle..."

The students chatted and laughed, their eyes all sparkling.

Only Chang Luan looked at the now dark sky, feeling an increasingly strong sense of foreboding.

At this moment, a group of school instructors walked to a not-too-distant area.

Leading them was none other than the chief instructor, Huang Jingqiu.

Deng Zhijue hurriedly turned to run over to greet, but Huang Jingqiu waved his hand and said, "Carry on, don’t mind me, I’m just here to take a casual look."

Deng Zhijue naturally knew who he was here to observe, and glanced down at the time.

"Next is the final round of the comprehensive test. Those who haven’t taken the Marching Pills yet can do so now."

Zhou Leng took out the Marching Pills, drank some water, and swallowed it.

After resting, Deng Zhijue announced, "Now we begin the comprehensive test."

"The comprehensive test comprises four sections, integrating Qi and Power, Body and Technique; all four elements are indispensable."

"Now starting the first section of the comprehensive test, Qi Manipulation Weightlifting, beginning with candidate 01... Additionally, Zhou Leng, relax your body entirely, don’t worry about achieving Nine or not, just perform normally."

Zhou Leng nodded, took a deep breath, and suppressed all distracting thoughts.

Before long, Zhou Leng stepped onto the weightlifting platform, placing his hands on the thick steel plates engraved with demon patterns.

"Begin!"

The weightlifting platform vibrated softly and began to press down.

Zhou Leng had already pushed the Mystic Tide Technique to its limits, with True Qi coursing through his body like raging tides, circulating wildly.

The immense power integrated into his bones and muscles, resisting the downward pressure of the steel plates.

The numbers on the display screen leaped and changed rapidly.

100... 200... 300...

Beep...

The weightlifting platform stopped.

The numbers froze.

2054.35.

points.

"No True Qi Weightlifting of 500 kilograms and Qi Manipulation Weightlifting over 2000 kilograms, the weight isn’t exceptionally high, but this fourfold value is quite rare."

Everyone nodded gently.

Others continued with their weightlifting, those in the Blood Transporting Period achieved higher numbers than Zhou Leng, but none surpassed the fourfold multiplier.

Wei Hong commented, "I’m eager to see the intensity measurement, that’s what truly reflects the destructive power."

After everyone completed their tests, Deng Zhijue spoke again.

"The attacks using True Qi differ from pure body attacks."

"True Qi attacks encompass not only the physical destructive power and the destructive power of True Qi, but also the destructive force of cultivation techniques and various unknown attributes. The resultant destructive effect cannot be purely measured in kilograms or newtons."

"To give the simplest example, some True Qi contains dual forces of ice and fire, still mixed. It can never be measured with kilograms."

"Moreover, some experts possess very special power, which cannot be detected and requires manual parameter adjustment or even an advanced intensity meter."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Therefore, the maximum destructive intensity will generate a special value based on each person’s previous data and the impact of a full-force strike, though this value isn’t entirely accurate, it significantly reflects a person’s actual destructive power."

"Alright, now let’s use the Intensity Meter."

The Intensity Meter is vastly different from the Punch Force Tester.

The contact surface of the Punch Force Tester was only the size of a chair back, while the Intensity Meter was like a two-meter tall and wide wall, with the equipment room behind it covering more than 100 square meters.

The surface of the Intensity Meter’s wall was also leather, but the texture was coarser.

Students approached one by one, channeling their True Qi, selecting their strongest technique to strike the leather wall, excluding leg techniques.

Very small numbers appeared on the Intensity Meter’s display screen.

2.8.

2.9.

3.1...

Zhou Leng recalled that his True Qi might have changed due to the Frost Giant Tree, uncertain if the Intensity Meter could detect it.

Soon, Zhou Leng approached the Intensity Meter, channeled his True Qi, and executed the most forceful strike of the Overlapping Waves Palm, which required static, sustained power accumulation.

The True Qi within Zhou Leng oscillated, decreasing momentarily elsewhere, while the True Qi in his right arm suddenly surged, thread by thread, converging into one.

All Rivers Flow into the Sea.

Bang!

Everyone stared at the display screen.

5.56.

93.4 points.

Almost everyone had smiles on their faces, getting one step closer to "Quan Jiu".

"Very good, next one," said Deng Zhijue.

Subsequently, one student after another tested their destruction intensity.

The more they tested, the happier the instructors became.

Because the destruction intensity scores of the students who came later were not low, and several even scored above 5.

Reaching above 5 in destruction intensity is quite difficult, equivalent to an 85 in dodge run.

Earlier, except for Zhou Leng, everyone’s dodge run scores were below 80.

As destruction intensity best reflects actual destructive power, even Chief Instructor Huang Jingqiu nodded repeatedly.

Deng Zhijue specifically noted down all the students who scored over 5 in destruction intensity, planning to report them to the Martial Arts Hall for focused training.

Zhou Leng looked at his own score, feeling both regretful and relieved.

The regret was that it seemed the changes in his True Qi were nothing special.

The relief came from realizing he didn’t need to hide anything; he could just take the tests normally in the future.

"Everyone rest for ten minutes..."

While everyone was resting, in the equipment room behind the intensity meter, three operators were carefully inspecting it.

"These areas have already turned orange, which might mean that some parts or demon patterns are overly consumed and worn out; after today’s tests, we’ll need to call a Demon Spirit Master for maintenance."

"Strange, it was just maintained before the college exams."

"Perhaps it’s been used a bit too frequently lately; anyway, it hasn’t turned red yet, so it’s still usable."

Ten minutes later, Deng Zhijue spoke while looking at his tablet.

"The maximum destruction intensity is from one punch, while the average destruction intensity is the sustained attack for 10 seconds, then divided by the number of attacks to get the average."

"However, for a comprehensive test of all techniques, this test has a mandatory restriction."

"That is, after each person selects an external skill, they must start from the first form, and use the subsequent techniques in order, looping back after finishing."

"Because, in combat, you can’t rely on just one move; multiple techniques need to work together."

"This subject is very hard to score above 90, so everyone be prepared," Deng Zhijue said, glancing at Zhou Leng.

"Alright, start!"

The students went to test one by one.

The average destruction intensity of all those who went before was lower than the maximum intensity by 0.5 or even 1.

Soon it was Zhou Leng’s turn.

Zhou Leng did not hold back at all and quickly unleashed all eighteen forms of the Overlapping Waves Palm, repeating the cycle.

After 10 seconds, he looked up at the data.

5.09.

96.5 points.

"Broke 95 points..."

"A future top combat expert."

After Zhou Leng left, others continued their tests.

The instructors felt increasingly pleased; scoring above 80 in this subject is very difficult, yet besides Zhou Leng, a few others scored 85.

After finishing this subject, everyone proceeded to the final testing site.

Chief Instructor Huang Jingqiu followed up, but someone shouted from behind, "Chief Instructor."

Huang Jingqiu turned around and saw it was the operator of the intensity meter.

"Report to the Chief Instructor, multiple fault lights on this intensity meter have turned red, requiring a Demon Spirit Master and engineer for repairs, it can’t be used in the short term."

"Hmm? Wasn’t it just maintained? I remember that the most wear-prone parts were newly replaced, costing tens of thousands."

"We’re also unsure, after all, the intensity meter is the most complex instrument."

Huang Jingqiu frowned and said, "Additional repairs and maintenance, at least half a million each time... forget it, get people as soon as possible, make sure it’s thoroughly repaired, don’t delay the monthly exams."

"Yes."

"For the subsequent classes, squeeze with the other machine for now; if it’s not possible, use Ruda campus’s."

Class 01 arrived at the last testing site, most students looking straight ahead, expressionless.

This was an indoor arena.

Inside the arena stood sixteen identical demonized pieces of equipment.

Each piece of demonized equipment resembled an enlarged black can, with an independent hollow room inside.

Many students frequently took deep breaths, glancing around.

There was an indescribable strange smell here, making people feel oppressed.

Yet it was hard to pinpoint the exact cause.

"Everyone put on your groin guards, knee pads, and headgear, and place phones and other items into your bags..."

"Students in front numbers 1 to 16, enter one by one, and warm up with a trial."

Zhou Leng entered the Anti-Punching Device for the first time, observing carefully as he walked in.

The inner walls, ceiling, and floor edges of the room were covered densely with "mechanical arm boxing gloves."

Silver mechanical arms wrapped in red boxing gloves.

Hundreds of fists aimed at the center, forming a powerful sense of pressure.

Not only was Zhou Leng not worried, but he was also somewhat excited.

Like the intensity meter, the Anti-Punching Device is a high-end demonized piece of equipment, extremely effective for training one’s resilience to hits.

In combat, resilience to hits is of utmost importance.

When two people have the same weight, realm, strength, experience, etc., one who hasn’t trained resilience to hits, the other who has, their performance in battle will be worlds apart.

Buzz...

The Anti-Punching Device emitted a subtle buzzing noise and then slowly rotated towards Zhou Leng.

The arm in front emitted a red light, the boxing glove aimed at Zhou Leng’s face, striking straight out.

Zhou Leng sidestepped, easily dodging.

The arm boxing gloves launched attacks successively, and Zhou Leng continuously weaved, shook, and dodged.

Zhou Leng didn’t use any stepping or body techniques, only choosing the most direct methods.