Data Wasteland

PS: Thanks to the leader of Yafan Tiradel for the reward, hereby add more!

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"Sir, please go to the training ground here to test, and you can compete if you meet the conditions."

After completing the basic registration, the staff took Chen Xing to a nearby temporary training ground.

It was a giant circus tent set on the square in front of the palace. The ground was covered with rubber mats. The staff took the contestants to test in front of various machines.

"Boom!"

A boxer in shorts struck out with a heavy punch, knocking the sandbag for the test into the air.

[1374kg! ]

The punching power on the tester is over a ton.

"Achieving one thousand kilograms of fist strength is considered a pass." The staff explained.

Before the cataclysm, the average adult male boxing strength was about 100 to 150 kilograms, the trained boxer could reach more than 200 kilograms, and the professional boxer could reach 300 to 500 kilograms.

This point is similar to that on the earth. Chen Xing has read books and said that Bruce Lee's boxing strength is 400 kilograms, and boxing champion Tyson can hit 800 kilograms, and one punch can kill a cow in seconds.

After the cataclysm, due to the recovery of psychic energy, a large number of strengthening potions appeared. Regardless of men and women, as long as their strength reaches more than 35 points and has received professional training, they can punch more than 1,000 kilograms.

Tyson's muscle strength is equivalent to about 30 points of the evolutionary, but this is an unfair algorithm. If Tyson also uses the evolving potion, his boxing power will definitely reach a terrifying peak.

"drink!"

In a blink of an eye, a shirtless young man rushed towards the sandbag, got up and kicked, kicked an arrow leg on the sandbag, the sandbag flew up in the air, and the iron chain hanging on the dome made a huge noise.

[2197kg!]

"It's you," the staff member prompted.

"Okay." Chen Xing nodded slightly, walked to the sandbag that was still violently swaying, and stretched out his hand to stabilize.

"Brother, good luck." The golden-inch boxer has a very hearty personality, and his fist gently touched Chen Xing's shoulder to express his blessing.

"Thank you." Chen Xing nodded in greeting, leaned forward slightly, exhaled slowly, and fisted out abruptly.

"Boom!"

[1073kg! ]

Chen Xing’s strength assessment is sixty-five, and he has carried more than 20 years of fighting skills. He is very casual to play two or three tons of strength, but his personality is low-key and does not want to attract too much attention, so he has controlled his fist strength within a qualified range. .

The golden-inch boxer could see that he was not doing his best, and gave him a thumbs up.

"Don't you try your leg strength?" The staff couldn't see it, looked a little disappointed, and suggested after registering.

Chen Xing shook his head. He is not good at using his legs. When forced to fight in close combat, he either uses a knife or a dagger.

Weapons like heads are rarely used even with fists.

The next project is to test the evasion ability. Hundreds of small steel **** are hung on the test site, swinging at the same time, and an electric arc is generated when they touch the human body.

Chen Xing's agility is as high as eighty-three, which is more than eight times that of an ordinary male before the cataclysm. He is like a catfish, swimming among the swinging steel balls, and easily completed the test.

Next came the endurance and spiritual power tests, and Chen Xing was suppressed at the qualified level.

These tests seem to be the same as the black watch's combat power evaluation, but in fact they are closer to the actual combat level, of course, provided that the parties did not deliberately conceal their strength.

After the test was completed, even if the registration was successful, Chen Xing was placed in the fifth group. Each group has twelve contestants, and the first two qualify.

Then I was told that this is a national competition. The entire Principality of the Ambergris River has divisions. There are a total of 64 teams, the ten city-states have 20 teams, and the rest of the region has 44 teams. Group, one hundred and twenty-eight people were determined to enter the knockout round.

It was not until then that Chen Xing knew that the scale of this competition was very grand. There has been an uproar on the Internet for a long time, with a click-through rate of over 10 billion.

It's just that he is on the edge, there is no clear network satellite signal, the news is extremely unclear, and the affairs of Lacey are exhausted, so he knows nothing.

It seems that Ye Yangqingyan mentioned that "the race will be held in a few days, and there are still a few cars waiting to be repaired", which is probably referring to the sub-field of the monitor lizard city.

The staff also explained that anyone who enters the knockout rounds can get a bonus of five hundred gold coins, and those who fail to qualify can also get a consolation prize of fifty gold coins.

If you enter the top eight in the knockout rounds, you will get the honor of entering the White Dragon Palace to meet the White Dragon Duke and the mysterious host.

To put it simply, after Chen Xing qualified in the group stage, he had to win four consecutive games to meet the blue boy and ask the opponent for rewards.

The use of weapons and Yuling is strictly forbidden in the game. Friendship is the first game and the second is the game. Do not deliberately attack the male crotch and female chest. You can wear appropriate protective gear on the vital parts.

I have to say that the way of the game is quite civilized.

After listening to the competition system, Chen Xing couldn't help beating a little, and he was full of doubts about whether he could enter the top eight.

There are three reasons.

He is not good at fighting, his body is injured, and he has a profound family history.

Needless to say the first two reasons, the third reason contains huge unknowns.

Although he looks like a large guard class now, he can actually be compared to the quasi-lord class. Even the talented and solidified Lixi can't help him, let alone other people.

But the unknown is still huge...

There is no shortage of surprising and brilliant descendants from the ancient clan families that inherited the ancients. The clan clan of Grayhorn City is just the tip of the iceberg of the Red Country.

These well-resourced family members, their devotion to future generations is definitely not his wild way.

The mercenaries of birth can be compared.

For example, the most common "realm suppression" is something that people like Chen Xing can't even imagine.

Deliberately suppresses one's own realm, delays the breakthrough time, and makes the foundation more solid. Ye Yang Bailiu's spiritual power is as high as 183, in addition to extremely high talents, there are elements to suppress the realm and lay the foundation.

And this thing must be cultivated from an early age, step by step, cast layer by layer, and then promote to the next level after reaching the true limit. It is impossible for Chen Xing to do this.

Compared to the children of a family of wealthy families, ordinary people have already lost a lot on the starting line.

Therefore, he is certainly not the only one who seems to be guarding, but the actual combat power has greatly exceeded.

But now it’s useless to think too much, I can only go one step at a time.

Chen Xing thought as he walked, he had already arrived at the hotel when he came back to his senses. After reading the black watch, it was already time for the fixed treatment, and he immediately returned to the hotel suite to receive treatment from the therapist of the Holy Light Church.

"Sir, the energy in your body is getting more and more chaotic, and the blood vessels are seriously damaged. You need to find a solution as soon as possible, otherwise we will be unable to do anything in a while."

After the treatment was completed, the middle-aged female therapist said with some worry. Jin Zhu's physical condition is worrying. As an intermediate therapist of the Holy Light Church, she has the obligation to remind the other party.

Even treatment is not a panacea.

"I know, the matter will be resolved." Chen Xing consoled the other side in turn, "Take a step back and say that even if there is a problem, it is my own business and will not affect the reputation of the Holy Light Church."

"Thank you for your understanding." The female therapist nodded and expressed her gratitude.

After the other party left, Chen Xing immersed his consciousness into the sea of ​​spirit.

I don't know when, there is a small piece of land in the Linghai.

It was a miniature island, only ten meters long and wide, with a lone coconut tree growing on it.

The waves washed the beach, leaving behind a small red starfish.

Look carefully, there is a small spring under the coconut tree. Although it is very small, less than one meter in diameter, the water is blue and exudes mist, like a fairyland spring.

[Unformed Shadow Pond*1]

This is what Chen Xing saw on the black watch yesterday. His first shadow pool is being formed, and it is still growing and expanding. When the capacity reaches the size of the spiritual pool, it will gradually stabilize.

His basic spiritual power is seventy-five, Linghai talent doubled, shadow pool doubled, and spiritual power level will reach 300 units. In other words, without counting the supplements, he can fire one hundred and fifty psionic armor-piercing rounds and teleport thirty times at one time.

The competition does not allow the use of external forces, but also does not allow the use of small shield triggers and drug supplements. Under such extreme rules, Linghai talent still took advantage of it, at least it was a large amount, and it was not easy to run out.