First floor, gymnasium of Su City No.2 Middle School.
Though early morning, many students were already training.
Various exercise machines were crowded with students.
Sit-ups, pull-ups, push-ups, parallel bars—exercises that grew more popular since the Great Era of Martial Arts began.
Scientific experiments showed these exercises greatly improved strength.
This was widely recognized by Grandmasters and Warriors.
Hence students trained so hard.
Almost every student wore weighted gear daily.
For example, Wang Zhe carried nearly 200 kg; Fang Ping, the slacker, still carried 100 kg to and from school.
Of course, Luo Xiu also carried weights.
"Huh?"
"Look, it's Class 7!"
"That whole crew is training early?"
"What's going on?"
Some students stared dumbfounded at the large group entering the gym.
Martial arts early classes were voluntary, so usually just a few trained together; a whole class showing up was unheard of.
Countless students stopped training to watch.
"Wang Zhe, what's happening?"
"Your class skipping morning study for group martial arts training?"
A student from another class asked Wang Zhe, who was a well-known figure in the school (though Lin Qiuli was more famous).
Lin Qiuli was the school beauty and Quasi-Warrior, so most dared not approach her.
"No big deal, just bringing classmates to do strength tests."
Wang Zhe said casually.
Other students were even more surprised.
A strength test needs this many people?! Are they that free?
"Did you break through to Quasi-Warrior?"
"Whoa, if so, Class 7 now has two Quasi-Warriors!"
"Class 1 better watch out!"
Someone suddenly shouted, making Wang Zhe sulky—he didn't like others imagining so much.
He hoped to break through 1 ton soon, but he still had a way to go.
Though only 100 kg difference from 900 kg to 1 ton, it was not easy—without months of hard work or high-grade Elixirs, it was impossible.
Wang Zhe worried; the Warrior exam was less than a month away.
The minimum entry requirement for the martial arts school was Quasi-Warrior status.
Without 1-ton single-arm strength, no chance to apply.
He sighed and followed his classmates upstairs.
"Old Wang!"
Several students training behind called out, "Class 1 is training upstairs, watch out!"
"Class 1?"
Wang Zhe frowned stepping onto the stairs.
Class 1 was the key class, with many top students and five Quasi-Warriors.
One was already guaranteed admission to Nanling Martial Arts University—one of the top ten martial arts colleges nationwide, where even Quasi-Warrior status didn't guarantee entry.
"Class leader, Class 1 is training upstairs!"
Wang Zhe told Lin Qiuli, who raised an eyebrow.
"What? They're training upstairs, so we can't go to the testing room?"
"The testing room isn't Class 1's exclusive!"
Lin Qiuli glanced at Wang Zhe and headed quickly to the second floor.
The second floor had a large testing room and special training rooms for arm and leg strength.
Like wooden dummy stakes, iron wall stakes, and plum blossom stakes.
These rooms were for strength training but required fees.
The rich Class 1 students basically booked them entirely, so it was considered their turf.
When Class 7 arrived en masse, they startled the few students training inside.
"Yo, Wang Zhe... Lin Qiuli?"
A burly guy suddenly emerged from a room, with several Class 1 students behind him staring at the newcomers.
"What the hell, are you guys…"
"Gonna start a brawl?"
"So many people…"
The Class 1 students laughed, but Lin Qiuli said firmly, "Make way, we're going to the testing room."
"What's going on?"
"Why so many coming to the testing room?"
The burly one challenged Wang Zhe, "Old Wang, you breaking through Quasi-Warrior? Bringing a whole class to cheer for you?"
"You sure put on a show!"
He whistled as he spoke.
Wang Zhe was annoyed, regretting coming.
Damn, why do they all think he broke through?
Would he be this loud if he did?
Wang Zhe glanced at Luo Xiu, who was observing Class 1 students.
The five Quasi-Warriors weren't present.
The tall man up front was Sun Hao, a rich second generation, close to Quasi-Warrior status.
Coming early to cram, obviously trying to break through.
"Sorry, I'm going to use the testing room first!"
"I think... I'm about to break through Quasi-Warrior!"
Sun Hao smiled at Lin Qiuli and Wang Zhe, then strode into the testing room.
Before entering, he turned back, "Old Wang, what's your single-arm strength now?"
"How about I test first?"
"No need!"
Wang Zhe gritted his teeth.
Sun Hao laughed, "Haha, I'll just say it straight—"
"You—"
Wang Zhe was furious.
In fact, Wang Zhe's single-arm strength might not surpass Sun Hao's.
Since Sun Hao was confident in breaking through Quasi-Warrior, his strength was near or at the 1-ton threshold.
"Let me test first, I'll check you later!"
"Don't get outdone by me, okay?"
Sun Hao laughed and strode into the testing room.
Wang Zhe's expression darkened.
"Class leader, it's up to you!"
Wang Zhe whispered to Lin Qiuli.
Only Lin Qiuli could probably suppress Sun Hao here.
Lin Qiuli smiled, "I can't, but Luo Xiu... might be able to!"
"Huh?"
Wang Zhe looked at Luo Xiu and hesitated to believe it.
Could Luo Xiu's single-arm strength really surpass Sun Hao's?
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