Star Railroad: The Road to Dominion

The device for testing nerve reaction speed is no longer a single machine, but a comprehensive runway composed of many machines. This runway, which is only 500 meters long, is covered with various strange obstacles. The key is that these obstacles will randomly block the tester's way during the test.

If the test subject fails to react in time and fails to avoid the obstacle in time, and the number of times reaches 10 times, the test will be considered failed.

Of course, with the strength of the Devouring World and the Blue Star warriors, it is basically impossible for them to be eliminated on the spot when participating in the assessment of the corresponding level.

Just as No. 7 was looking at the nerve reaction speed test field, Li Hao urged: "Boy, go up!"

thunderbolt!

In an instant, No. 7 was like a sudden explosion of thunder, bursting out in an instant, tearing the space and causing a sonic boom. He turned into a flash of lightning, rushing all the way, and turned into an afterimage. In an extremely shocking way, he passed all obstacles with ease and finally reached the finish line.

"100 meters per second, ding ding ding, the hidden record has been broken!"

When the reminder sounded at the end point, the entire warrior hall on the fourth floor became eerily quiet; even the sound of breathing became cautious and almost inaudible.

The entire hall seemed to have been paused, as if time had been slowed down infinitely. Everyone's mouth gradually opened wider until it could no longer open wider. Each mouth was big enough to fit a lead ball. Their eyes were filled with shock and confusion. Was this guy in front of them still a human being?

100 meters per second, is this really a result that a would-be warrior can achieve?

Could this guy be a big shot who is disguised as a quasi-warrior, but whose actual strength has reached the fourth level of apprentice, which is the level of a junior general?

Li Hao confirmed the value displayed on the speedometer at the final finish line several times. When he finally confirmed that the displayed value was correct, he still couldn't believe it. He rubbed his eyes hard and confirmed it several more times. Only then did he have to believe that No. 7's nerve reaction speed had indeed reached 100 meters per second.

After waking up from the shock, he stared straight at No. 7, took a deep breath and said, "Wang Hao, nerve reaction speed, 100 meters per second, confirmed!"

boom!

In an instant, the entire warrior hall on the 4th floor seemed to explode.

"The speed test just now was 36 meters per second. How come when it comes to nerve reaction speed, the speed has become faster?"

"How could it be as simple as just a sudden increase in speed? Didn't you see this guy on the track, like a machine with extreme precision, not a bit faster, not a bit slower, and perfectly avoiding every obstacle that suddenly popped up, the whole process?"

A shrewd-looking middle-aged man swallowed hard in the middle of his speech, and then continued: "The key to the key is that during the entire test, he did not make a single mistake. Even if an apprentice fourth-level attack general participated in the test, he would never achieve such a result!"

"Monster! Yes, it's a monster!"

"No, no, no, this guy is definitely hiding his strength. With this kind of nerve reaction speed, I'm afraid his true strength has already reached the level of a fifth-level apprentice or a mid-level general. I want to report this guy, he's cheating!"

"Cheating, haha!"

……

You've really let jealousy blind you to the point where you think the instructors in charge of monitoring the Extreme Martial Arts School and the level detection equipment inside the school are just for show?

Under such double detection, anyone who enters the Extreme Martial Arts School has no chance to hide their strength.

If not, the Extreme Martial Arts School would have been infiltrated like a sieve long ago. How could it become the number one martial arts school on Blue Planet?

Therefore, it is obvious that No. 7's strength is indeed still at the level of a quasi-warrior, but the speed, punching power, and nerve reaction speed he demonstrated have truly broken the ultimate that everyone knows that a quasi-warrior can achieve, and have far exceeded the limits that a quasi-warrior can achieve.

The result of this contradiction not only made Li Hao confused and unable to figure out what to do, but also made the other instructors who were maintaining order in the martial arts hall on the fourth floor fall into confusion and at a loss.

"Fuck! If this brat had shown up earlier, why would he have been beaten like that in the last duel with those guys from the Thunder Martial Arts School?"

"Okay, stop being a wise man after the event!"

……

No. 7 looked at the final test results and frowned slightly. He was a little dissatisfied with the result. He didn't expect that he failed to brake and increased the speed too much.

I don’t know what kind of trouble this will cause?

I just hope it won’t affect his perfect integration into the Devouring World.

huh~~~

Li Hao exhaled a breath of foul air and forced himself to calm down. He wanted to pat No. 7's shoulder, but when he was about to touch No. 7's shoulder, he quickly withdrew his hand and laughed loudly, "Well, well, Wang Hao, you really made a big splash. You have really let out a sigh of relief for us social warriors!"

Number 7 raised his eyebrows and glanced at Li Hao, who was full of flattery. He immediately realized that this guy was also a social warrior. Then, he drew inferences from one example. Since the instructor in charge of the test on the fourth floor was a social warrior, is it possible that all the instructors on the entire 4th floor were originally social warriors?

If you think about it carefully, this possibility is very high.

Suddenly, a man in his fifties, wearing a slim black Zhongshan suit and with gray hair, walked out from the stairwell. He looked around and his eyes finally fell on No. 7.

When the instructors in the hall on the fourth floor saw who was coming, they all showed disbelief on their faces.

Especially Li Hao, searching his memory, this person has never been to the Warrior Hall on the 4th floor!

The old man looked at No. 7 with a smile. Suddenly, his eyes fixed and he took a step forward. Almost as if by teleportation, he appeared in front of No. 7 in an instant.

No. 7 secretly raised his guard, but did not make any defensive response. Apart from being surprised, he did not have any other unnecessary reactions.

The old man grabbed No. 7's arm and began to "feel his pulse" like an old Chinese doctor. While "feeling his pulse", he exclaimed in amazement, "My goodness, what kind of monster is this? This physique is comparable to that of a mid-level general!"

Although everyone had been shocked once by No. 7's speed of reaction, they were all deeply shocked again after being confirmed by the mysterious old man.

At the same time, the person who was jealous of No. 7's result and accused No. 7 of cheating, shut his mouth obediently at this moment and hid far away at the back of the crowd, fearing that he would be caught and killed, and then be directly expelled by the old man and kicked out of the Extreme Martial Arts School.

The old man let go of No. 7's wrist, turned around, looked at Li Hao, and exclaimed: "Not bad, you have discovered a 'good seedling' this time!"

"Boss, thank you for the compliment. This is what we should do." Li Hao said respectfully.

At the same time, everyone realized that there was actually someone following the supervisor mentioned by Li Hao.

At this moment, the curator turned to the handsome man in his thirties behind him and said respectfully: "Curator, we have made a great contribution this time!"

At this point, Li Hao and his group of instructors suddenly realized that they had not expected that the mysterious director Xiang Zhonghua, who was in charge of the Yangzhou Extreme Martial Arts School and rarely showed up, would actually show up.

On the surface, this official looks amiable and gentle, but those who are familiar with this legend know clearly that this is a terrifying existence with the title of "Smiling Shura" and the strength of a god of war.

Therefore, when the instructors in the martial arts hall on the fourth floor reacted, they all behaved as obediently as puppies.

"interesting."

Xiang Zhonghua had been observing No. 7 for a while, and suddenly said, "Li Hao, tell me all the test scores of this kid!"

"Yes!"

Li Hao said anxiously: "Wang Hao's speed is 36 meters per second. His punching force has exceeded the monitoring range of the general-level punching force tester. He has been crippled by his punch. As for his nerve reaction speed, it is... 100 meters per second."

Fearing that he had not expressed himself clearly enough, Li Hao could not help but raise his voice when he mentioned the result of No. 7's nerve reaction speed.

"A neural reaction speed of 100 meters per second?"

Xiang Zhonghua was stunned, with a look of surprise on his face. Although he felt that No. 7 was very special, especially after the confirmation from the supervisor mentioned by Li Hao, which confirmed that No. 7's physique had reached the level comparable to that of a mid-level general-level monster, he was indeed shocked. But at this moment, when Li Hao said the nerve reaction speed result of 100 meters per second, he was still deeply shocked.

100 meters per second. Unless No. 7 is a mid-level warrior, how could he achieve such a speed of nerve reaction?

Soon, Xiang Zhonghua calmed down, looked at No. 7 with fondness, and laughed, "Great! I thought this test would be the same as usual, with at most a few outstanding students emerging. I didn't expect that I would meet a genius like you at the social warrior test site!"

While speaking, he had already come close to No. 7. Compared to the awkwardness of the supervisor mentioned by Li Hao, he did not have any scruples. He patted No. 7 on the shoulder and greeted him cordially: "Come on, I'll take you to see a big boss."

Xiang Zhonghua didn't care whether No. 7 agreed or not. He took No. 7's hand and walked towards the 5th floor.

"..." No. 7 frowned. He felt weird being pulled by an old man, but now was a good opportunity for him to perfectly integrate into the Devouring World. Thinking of this, he finally resisted the urge to shake off this "devil's claws".

At the same time, a group of instructors on the fourth floor looked at each other in bewilderment. They had never seen Xiang Zhonghua being so friendly to others, and huge waves of shock rose in their hearts.

……

Extreme Martial Arts School, sixth floor, reception room No. 1.

The space is over 300 square meters and is luxuriously decorated.

The huge crystal chandelier emits dazzling light.

There is a circle of leather sofas on the left side of the entrance.

As soon as No. 7 entered the door, he noticed a man sitting on the sofa.

This is a tall man who looks to be in his early thirties at most, with sharp brows, and looks very similar to Yanzu.

Xiang Zhonghua pulled No. 7 in front of this man and said respectfully: "Deacon, I have brought you a 'surprise'."

Before, No. 7 had some understanding of the Jiangnan Base and the top leaders in Yangzhou City.

He recognized this man's identity immediately. He was one of the three giants of the Extreme Martial Arts School's Jiangnan Base City.

"Why, are you keeping me in suspense, too?"

As he spoke, the giant looked at No. 7 carefully, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"I dare not keep you in suspense."

Xiang Zhonghua smiled and said, "Deacon, Wang Hao's test score is..."

"Wait, you're not wrong, are you?"

The deacon stared at No. 7 in astonishment, then turned his gaze to Xiang Zhonghua.

He nodded with great certainty, "Deacon, you heard it right."

"This……"

The deacon, who was sitting lazily, quietly sat up straight at this moment, staring at No. 7, and muttered to himself: "The physique is comparable to that of a mid-level general-level monster. One punch broke the punch tester. The key... the nerve reaction speed has reached 100 meters per second!"

"This has already reached the level of a fifth-level apprentice, an intermediate warrior, but..."

Suddenly, the deacon had an idea and greeted him enthusiastically: "Wang Hao, right? Come on, come on, sit down, let's sit down and talk."

No. 7 "subconsciously" looked at Xiang Zhonghua beside him, who smiled and said, "Don't just stand there, the deacon asked you to sit down, so just sit down!"

After saying that, he decisively pushed No. 7 toward the leather sofa and sat opposite the deacon.

No. 7 was not in a hurry to speak. At this time, it is better to say less and make fewer mistakes. The key is that if you say too much, it will easily expose your cards and your background.

The deacon re-examined No. 7, and after a long while, he said solemnly: "Well, Wang Hao, I will call you Xiao Hao from now on!"

"Thank you for your kindness, Deacon. You can just call me that from now on." No. 7 said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"very good."

The deacon nodded in satisfaction, his smile faded, and he said solemnly: "Xiao Hao, logically speaking, with the strength you have shown now, the next practical test is no longer meaningful, but rules are rules. They exist to protect the interests of everyone. Even if you are very special, you cannot break the rules."

"Besides, with your strength, you should be able to pass the next combat test. In a month, we will hold the combat test in Jiangnan City. As long as you pass it, you will be a real warrior confirmed by our Extreme Martial Arts School."

It was obvious that the deacon was in a very good mood. He paused and said with a smile, "Xiao Hao, what are your plans after becoming a warrior? Are you willing to join our Extreme Martial Arts School now?"

No. 7’s eyes lit up. He didn’t expect that the process of integrating into the Devouring World would be so smooth!

Retracting his thoughts, he said solemnly: "Deacon, this has always been my dream."

"it is good!"

The deacon was very satisfied with No. 7's perfect answer, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

As a Yangzhou base that ranks among the top three in terms of strength, providing the martial arts school with outstanding talented warriors every year is one of its most important tasks. The greater the potential of the warriors discovered, the richer the rewards you will receive.

As for when new warriors are guided to join the martial arts school and grow into top-level warriors, the rewards will be even greater.

When the deacon thought of this, he looked at No. 7 more eagerly.

He calmed himself down and said in a tone that he thought was calm: "Our Extreme Martial Arts School was founded by Hong, the world's strongest man. Whether it is resources or martial arts secrets, they are definitely the best. You will be grateful in the future for making such a choice."

As soon as he finished speaking, he glanced at Xiang Zhonghua and said, "Old Xiang, please draft a contract yourself. Write it according to the A-level, no, S-level contract. Modify the last clause. Wang Hao can choose any secret manuals of body movement, guiding technique, and attack method. As long as the price is within 1 billion, it can be all free."

"Anything beyond that will be charged directly to my account."

Xiang Zhonghua was stunned and subconsciously wanted to pick his ears to confirm whether he had heard it wrongly.

But he soon realized that as a deacon, how could he joke about such a thing?

Xiang Zhonghua took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Yes, Deacon, I will go and draft the contract right away."