Although the score of 25.2 meters/s is a bit reluctant, it has indeed exceeded the speed requirements for the assessment of prospective warriors!

"25.2, Quasi-Martial Artist!"

After the student lost his voice, he looked at Zhang Haobai in shock again.

Zhang Haobai is tall and handsome. His actual age cannot be seen, but he is definitely very young.

"Quasi warrior? Someone has crossed the threshold of quasi warrior? Who is this? Why don't I recognize him?"

Among the students watching from other testing equipment, someone immediately asked.

"...Zhang Haobai! I know him! He is from the third high school in Yi'an District!"

Of course, there are people in the martial arts gym who know Zhang Haobai, who although he rarely comes to the martial arts gym, his family is rich and he acts in a high-profile manner.

"Third High School? Are you kidding me? Who are you in?"

Someone immediately interrupted and asked.

"It seems like the class that just graduated this year..."

"Fuck, I was almost scared to death by you! I thought you were a freshman or sophomore in high school..."

"The senior high school graduates this year are amazing enough!"

…

Suddenly, a large number of martial arts students could not help but gather around.

"Who has reached the threshold of a quasi-warrior?"

Seeing what was going on here, a few of the martial arts gym staff scattered throughout the hall immediately walked over quickly.

"Wow..."

The other martial arts students who were originally crowding around here immediately moved out of the way.

"Ding-deng-deng..."

A staff member who was nearest came to the end of the testing instrument and quickly looked at the numbers on the instrument.

"25.2 meters/s!" The staff member saw the number clearly, took another look at Zhang Haobai who had just walked off the end of the runway, then turned around and shouted to another staff member coming from behind, "Quick, go and notify

Instructor!"

The other two staff members who were walking this way immediately agreed and ran towards another training ground together.

In less than half a minute, a tall, slender middle-aged man with a tough look quickly entered this large training ground with the most complete equipment, surrounded by several staff members.

"Who? Who has reached the speed threshold for the quasi-martial artist assessment?"

After entering the hall, the capable middle-aged man immediately asked loudly.

"Me." Zhang Haobai smiled and stepped forward to meet him, "Uncle Han, it's me."

Not only did he know this capable middle-aged man, but he was also very familiar with him in his memory.

Zhang Zehu, the uncle of the predecessor Zhang Haobai, was nicknamed "Kaishan Tiger" and was a well-known figure in the martial arts circle in Yi'an District. When he came to register as a martial arts student, it was Zhang Zehu who took him with him and specially introduced him to this

Martial arts instructor "Han Yongzhi."

There are twelve thunder and lightning martial arts gyms and one thunder and lightning guild hall in Yangzhou Satellite City. The person in charge of each martial arts gym is called the "instructor", and the person in charge of the only guild hall is called the "chief instructor."

This is the same as the Extreme Martial Arts School.

"Hao Bai?" Han Yongzhi was slightly startled, "You, have you reached the speed standard for the quasi-warrior assessment?"

"Yes, Uncle Han."

Zhang Hao nodded in vain.

"..." Han Yongzhi's eyes immediately burst out with a look of extreme surprise.

Others may not know it clearly, but as a friend of the "Founding Tiger" Zhang Zehu, he still pays more attention to Zhang Zehu, the nephew of a senior student.

Zhang Haobai should be only eighteen years old this year!

When a martial arts gym recruits students, it is important to observe and evaluate the students' talents. Age is an extremely important factor.

If you reach the threshold of a quasi-warrior at the age of 20 or 30, it is definitely different from if you reach the threshold of a quasi-warrior at the age of 18.

"How powerful is the punch?"

After Han Yongzhi was surprised, he immediately stepped forward and asked.

"I haven't tested it yet."

Zhang Haobai replied.

"come over!"

Han Yongzhi grabbed Zhang Haobai's wrist and walked quickly towards the boxing strength testing equipment.

The other students who were originally gathered around the boxing target immediately stepped aside voluntarily.

"Hao Bai, adjust it and unleash your strongest punch, let Uncle Han see it!"

Han Yongzhi suppressed the excitement in his heart and said to Zhang Hao in a calm tone as much as possible.

An eighteen-year-old quasi-warrior!

It has not been seen in Nghe An District for several years!

"Um."

Zhang Haobai nodded and stood in front of the boxing target.

In terms of boxing strength, he is the most confident because it has been tested.

After taking a breath, he punched suddenly and hit the target.

"1005kg!"

This time, before Han Yongzhi could say anything, an exclamation broke out among the surrounding students.

The assessment standard for a quasi-martial artist is a boxing strength of 900 kilograms. This result is already more than 100 kilograms!

"Hahaha……"

Han Yongzhi could no longer hide the joy in his heart. While laughing, he grabbed Zhang Haobai and quickly walked towards the "neural reaction speed" test.

If Zhang Haobai passes the neural reaction speed again, he will definitely get a higher evaluation among all the instructors in the twelve thunder and lightning martial arts schools this year! Maybe he can even get the first evaluation!

There are three tests for the assessment of prospective martial artists: punching strength, speed, and nerve reaction speed.

The so-called neural reaction speed is measured in front of a "wall" with huge gun barrels extending out. Once the instrument is turned on, those densely packed gun barrels will randomly flash red and then fire rubber bullets outward.

What the advanced students need to do is to stare at the wall and immediately react with their bodies to avoid the rubber bullets fired instantly after the barrel of the gun emits a red light.

This test is your "nervous reaction speed."

Standing on the test bench, Zhang Haobai adjusted his condition.

Among the three tests of the predecessor, neural reaction speed has always been the worst, and the evaluation can only reach "medium for advanced students."

Han Yongzhi personally stood next to the instrument switch. After waiting for a full minute, he asked, "Hao Bai, are you ready?"

"Ready."

Zhang Hao nodded in vain.

"start!"

As Han Yongzhi shouted this, he immediately pressed the instrument switch.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

The dense gun barrels were activated immediately, and under the flashing red light, rubber bullets were shot towards Zhang Haobai.

Zhang Haobai stared at the "wall" with his eyes fixed on it, and his body quickly dodged.

"Bang bang bang... bang bang bang... bang... bang bang bang bang bang..."

Some of them can be avoided, and some of them cannot be avoided with his current nerve reaction speed.

Soon, a minute passed.

During this period, Han Yongzhi kept his eyes fixed on the actual number of bullet hits on the instrument.

"Within 60 seconds, he was hit 32 times! Junior warrior is average! Hahaha...passed all three items!"

When the instrument stopped, Han Yongzhi laughed heartily.

Zhang Haobai was also slightly surprised.

This was originally the worst item, but now it is the item with the largest increase!

After thinking about it, this may be because he traveled through two lives and merged his soul, and had a clone.

"...really passed?"

"This, this Hao Bai just graduated from high school this year."

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To be continued...