Technological practice: leading the human race to the stars

Chapter 19: Interlude of the Martial Arts School Assessment

On the 15th, it is the monthly assessment day for awakened warriors. Today is also the 5th assessment day of this year.

"Theory 71, Source Power 64.9, Practical 63.8, Total score 199.7." A mechanical female voice announced, "Failed the awakening assessment."

This assessment is a simplified martial arts test, equivalent to a small martial arts test for all adult non-school students.

The requirements for apprentice warriors to be promoted to awakened warriors are also very simple, that is, the total score in the three tests of theory, source power, and actual combat must exceed 200, and each score must be no less than 60.

Although it is a simplified version of the martial arts exam, only about 5% of warriors can pass it every year.

"What bad luck!" The man looked unhappy. He passed the test yesterday, but because he was nervous today, his score dropped.

"Ni Minghao, it's okay. You've improved a lot compared to last time." Yuanze patted the guy on the shoulder and joked.

"Is this your luck? If you were a senior brother, you would have passed the assessment a long time ago. It will just depend on next month." Ni Minghao leaned close to his ear and asked.

"Yeah, isn't this easy to do?"

"Your academic performance is so good, you should be able to get into the elite training camp." Ni Minghao paused, "But then again, it's also good, I can still polish it."

"Oh, who is this? He failed by 0.3 points. He really deserves to be Master Li's good disciple." The familiar and harsh voice came to their ears again. They knew it was that despicable face without even looking.

A man with a self-righteous air in every move came over with his apprentice: "It seems that your master is too embarrassed to see me. My apprentices have passed the assessment."

Yuan Ze stared at him, a petty person who was always calculating. After he and his master had a grudge over a trivial matter, he was like a lingering clown, constantly showing off his disgusting presence.

"What are you so proud of, Zhang Xiao? My senior brother was able to get into the elite training camp! Who do you think you are?"

"You are being disrespectful, but I am in a good mood, so I won't mind it." Zhang Xiao suddenly put away his arrogant look and became serious, "I don't bully the weak. I also have a disciple who can be admitted to the elite training camp. Li Weiming, you and Yuanze, why don't you spar with each other?"

Enemies often meet on a narrow road, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Since Yuanze fell, Li Weiming has maintained the first place for several months.

But recently, his ranking has dropped to third, with the first place being occupied by Yuan Ze's close friend He Can, and the fourth-placed Halma is also showing signs of surpassing him.

What was even more difficult for him to accept was that the second-place girl, Ran'er, whom he deeply loved, actually developed feelings for Yuanze.

A playful look appeared on Zhang Xiao's face, pretending to be provocative.

"It seems like he's unwilling! It seems like that coward Li Haisheng has trained a bunch of cowards! Hahaha!"

"Why not!" Yuanze came here today to test how well he has recovered. This is also an opportunity to beat Li Weiming up.

Zhang Xiao thought to himself, this is just a way of showing off. It looks like both the master and the disciple are going to lose face today.

"I'll be the referee!"

As soon as Zhang Xiao finished speaking, Yuan Ze rushed over, without any need to give face to Zhang Xiao and Li Weiming.

"Okay, first move."

Li Weiming was shocked by Yuanze's sprinting speed, but fortunately he was not as fast as him, so he subconsciously moved away. While Li Weiming was making some adjustments, Yuanze leaned forward and moved closer to Li Weiming from below.

It seems that I haven't fully recovered yet. I can only use some theoretical skills and the fighting rhythm I learned in the simulated battle with Master Yang.

Immediately, Yuan Ze's body seemed to become a tight bowstring, full of powerful potential energy. He narrowed his eyes slightly, clenched his teeth, and then suddenly, he pushed the ground with his feet, and began to exert force with an almost imperceptible twisting movement of his waist. This movement was so fast and smooth, as if a swift black mamba was attacking in a catapult.

Immediately afterwards, Yuanze's arm seemed to be driven by a huge force and swung upwards at an astonishing speed.

His fist was wrapped in a black mist, and his knuckles were bulging, like a cannonball hitting Li Weiming's abdomen. The rapid speed of the fist caused the air to be squeezed at this moment, making a sharp whistling sound.

Li Weiming felt something was wrong. While keeping his whole body stable, he leaned his upper body back as far as possible to delay the impact.

Li Weiming was worthy of being a martial arts genius. After hearing the whistling sound of the fist, he acted decisively. Without caring about the harsh words he had just said, he raised one leg to naturally shift his center of gravity to one side. He tilted his body, lowered his arms to his lower abdomen, and placed his palms outward with his hands folded. He took the powerful blow head-on, and then threw Yuanze out to the side.

Yuanze also knew that the damage was limited, so he took the opportunity when Li Weiming was thrown away to apply hidden power to Li Weiming's entire arm.

At this time, the palm of Li Weiming's right hand, which caught the fist, had begun to swell and turn red. He could not make a fist, let alone exert any strength, and his entire arm was aching slightly.

"Damn it, wasn't I still declining in the last test? How come Yuanze has become so strong again!" Li Weiming was suddenly filled with fear, and scenes of himself being defeated by Yuanze suddenly flashed through his mind.

Yuanze controlled his body and began to rotate slightly. Using the force that threw him away, he supported himself with one hand and flipped to the right side behind Li Weiming.

"Second move!"

Li Weiming came back to his senses when he heard the sound, but he had already lost the best opportunity to adjust. He turned his head back to move his shoulders, and his feet also began to turn, trying to turn his body as quickly as possible, but Yuanze's leg was already whistling towards his face. Without any chance to counterattack or defend, he had no choice but to use his right forearm to block Yuanze's attack. "Crack!"

The hidden force exploded in this attack, causing his right forearm to be fractured. In severe pain, Li Weiming struggled on the ground holding his arm.

Yuanze approached Li Weiming, and Li Weiming recalled again the fear that he had been in control of a year ago. He was like a stray dog, using his left arm and legs to support his body and kept backing away, covering his face with his broken arm and saying tremblingly:

“No, no!”

"late!"

Yuanze stared at the injured part of his body, ready to give him a good warning.

"The third move!"

"stop!"

A shadow passed by, and Zhang Xiao took ghostly steps, pulled Li Weiming over, and quickly returned to the original place.

Yuan Ze's attack missed, he patted his clothes, regained his composure, and withdrew from the battle. He was not panicked at all, because before he exited the "Flow", he sensed that Zhang Xiao would not attack him, and he also sensed some changes in the surroundings.

Yuan Ze bowed to Zhang Xiao with a smile, and told everyone the ugly things Master Li had told him about him: "I heard that you used your connections to practice for two years and barely passed the martial arts exam, is that right, Master Zhang?"

"You little jerk! You have no respect for your elders!"

Zhang Xiao finally got angry. As long as the accusation was made well, he would be righteous.

Zhang Xiao continued taking the same steps as before, and seeing Yuan Ze neither avoiding nor hiding, he felt a little strange.

At the critical moment, just when the slap with great force was about to hit Yuanze's face, a hand appeared out of nowhere and grabbed Zhang Xiao's wrist. With a light tap, Zhang Xiao drew a parabola on the dome of the martial arts hall and flew out.

"Didn't I hide very well? And you knew I was next to you?" Li Haisheng asked curiously as he put his arm down, still holding it high.

"My spiritual power has detected it."

Yuanze noticed that Li Haisheng glanced at Li Weiming, but Li Weiming pretended not to see it and turned his head away.

"No wonder you are so calm." Zhang Xiao held his waist in embarrassment and slowly stood up from the ground.

"You are the only one who is laughing at me? Are you going to fight me? You old thing who has achieved success late in life?" Ni Minghao next to him raised his middle finger and did not forget to add another knife.

Zhang Xiao was so angry at him that he just stood up half of his body but collapsed again. Seeing that Zhang Xiao could no longer be arrogant, the three of them laughed out loud at the same time, and even the masters next to them couldn't help laughing out loud.

"You are really going too far. Do you know that I am still Zhang..."

Zhang Xiao was about to say something when he became mute and started yelling. At this moment, the president just walked out of the office and flew down from the upstairs.

"What happened?" President Maohua asked Zhang Xiao in a low and gentle voice.

"Nothing, I'm just sparring with Master Li." Zhang Xiao patted his trembling body and immediately got behind the president.

"That's it, then. The exchange is over. Director Zhang is coming over now. He has something to discuss with you." The president turned around to look at the two of them, then left with Zhang Xiao.

"Is this the president coming out personally to help out? Does Zhang Xiao have this kind of relationship with the president?" Questions popped up in the minds of the people around, and they all had their own ideas.

Soon everyone stopped paying attention and continued to watch other warriors' assessments. This was also a form of entertainment, such as occasionally seeing strange people taking the four-legged assessment speed test.

"Hey, is there something wrong with today's test?" Li Haisheng frowned and patted the strength tester hard, "Why are everyone's scores so low?"

Ni Minghao came over curiously and watched Li Haisheng debugging the equipment eagerly: "Really? Do you want to try again?"

Li Haisheng nodded, took a deep breath, and then threw a punch. His movements were clean and neat, and his strength was controlled just right. In theory, it should be 100 points. However, the score displayed on the instrument was only 98 points.

He shook his head and looked at Ni Minghao with a wry smile: "It seems that you are lucky. Let's try another device."

After changing the equipment, Ni Minghao successfully passed the test. At the same time, Yuanze also completed the routine test accompanied by his master.

His source power has steadily increased to the qualified level, which shows that his body is gradually recovering and returning to peak condition is just around the corner.
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On the other side, in the president's office, the president suppressed his anger, grabbed the documents, and started working.

The president threw down all the approved documents, slammed the table, and roared at Zhang Xiao in anger. He was completely different from the gentle and drizzling appearance just now. At this moment, the president was like a violent storm:
"It's fine if you hit the students, you can always find some excuse! But don't ruin our good thing! You are such a useless piece of trash, I really shouldn't have left you here in the first place. You want to slap someone, right? I'll let you slap as much as you want."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Xiao couldn't help but slap himself with both hands. The slapping sound continued, wave after wave. It was obvious that he was using more force than when he hit Yuan Ze just now. But it was obvious that the president was still not satisfied and slapped him into the wall.

"Can we even mention Zhang Zhiying's name?"

(End of this chapter)