The future world

Chapter 11 Neural Response Speed

Lao Jiang seems to be very confident. The chief instructor smiled, but his eyes still fell on Luo Feng. Almost everyone present looked at Luo Feng and waited for Luo Feng's assessment results.

Luo Feng stood in front of the target, and his feet suddenly gave strength. His body turned slightly to his waist and crotch and emitted a strong force. In an instant, he stringed and passed into his arms. Luo Feng's fist seemed to be an arrow shot from the full moon's strong bow, with a shadow. With a "peng" sound, his fist had already hit the target.

With a punch, there was a slight joy in Luo Feng's eyes:

"It feels so good to punch, and the strength has been hit out." Look at the display screen - "1101kg"

"Okay."

"Not bad." Many martial artists present immediately praised them.

The chief instructor "Wu Tong" touched his chin and nodded and said, "The young man is good. Remember not to lose the body's center of gravity when punching. If he is desperate, he only wants to hit the heaviest fist and lose the body's center of gravity.

Maybe one punch is more powerful. But in that case, if you fight with the monster and lose your body's center of gravity, you will commit suicide! Not bad, not bad."

"Haha, Luo Feng, this little guy, has a strong actual combat ability." The instructor 'Jiang Nian' laughed and said, "He is a senior student who has defeated three strengths and no worse speed than him in a row. He fought crisply!"

Listening to the praise of the chief instructor and the instructor, Luo Feng's heart was refreshed.

When I was a teenager, I was in a coma twice, and my physical strength and speed increased greatly. Since then, I have made a plan and must become a powerful warrior! And the powerful warriors have high requirements in actual combat ability. When I was a teenager, although I didn't join the extreme martial arts school, I searched for some knife basics, body basics, etc. on the Internet, and slowly accumulated experience by practicing at home alone.

This is also the reason why I am strong in actual combat.

"It's a good seedling. Well, pass!" Wu Tong, the chief instructor, took another ID card at will and slid on the instrument. "Next, Bai Yang."

Luo Feng walked back to the place where the people were being assessed. That's good, crazy." Yang Wu whispered with a surprised smile.

Luo Feng grinned.

••••••

Eight people soon accepted the 'boxing test'. Only one of the eight was unlucky. One punch was only 892kg, which was only a little close to the qualification line, so they were eliminated. There are only seven people left for the speed test in the next level.

"Card!" Wu Tong, the chief instructor, came to the speed tester and turned on the switch.

"One by one, the order is the opposite of just now. The first one, Yang Wu." Chief instructor Wu Tong ordered that Yang Wu was the last to test boxing power before, but the speed of this test was the first.

Yang Wu took a deep breath.

He has also come here for the quasi-martialist assessment nearly ten times, and the second time he has fallen in the speed test.

"Brother Yang, come on." Luo Feng gently patted Yang Wu on the shoulder.

"Look at it." Yang Wu adjusted his breathing and walked to the runway.

Instructor Jiang Nian frowned and looked at this scene. Yang Wu was also in Yi'an District, but Yang Wu had failed in the 'speed test' many times.

"Boom!"

Yang Wu stepped on the ground and made a low sound. He shook his arms powerfully and pedaled strongly, which made Yang Wu's speed quickly accelerate to his limit. His face was ferocious, and his forehead was blue, and he gritted his teeth and ran crazily. When running through the speed test area, there was a suppressed roar!

"You must pass!" When Yang Wu stopped, he roared in his heart.

He turned his head and looked over in amid. At this time, Luo Feng gave him a thumbs-up. Seeing this scene, Yang Wu seemed to have suddenly arrived in heaven.

"Haha, Yang Wu, good luck. Unexpectedly, it crossed the line. Instructor Jiang Nian also laughed loudly.

Yang Wu ran away and looked at the display screen - '25.1m/s'.

"Wow, it's so close." Yang Wu himself laughed. If the state is a little worse, the speed may not reach 25 meters per second, and then he will fail again.

"Well, it's over!" The chief instructor Wu Tong also smiled and said, "Next."

One by one, one by one, the last time the boxing (strength was tested, Luo Feng was the second to test. In this test speed, Luo Feng is the penultimate.

I will arrive at Luo Feng soon.

"Luo Feng." Wu Tong, the chief instructor, shouted.

"Crazy, come on, let's go to the actual combat assessment of martial arts together." Yang Wu encouraged him. Luo Feng nodded with a smile and walked to the runway, slightly adjusted his breathing, and jumped twice in place. Unlike Yang Wu's pure brute force, Luo Feng made people feel very relaxed.

Whew!

With a strong force, Luo Feng rushed out like a leopard, very quickly, and directly swept through the speed test area with a strong wind.

It can be seen with the n***d eye that Luo Feng's speed is obviously higher than that of the previous people.

"It feels okay." As soon as Luo Feng turned his head, he saw Yang Wu also give a thumbs up. Even the chief instructor Wu Tong and the instructor Jiang Nian rarely nodded with admiration.

Luo Feng walked over and took a look, and the screen showed - "28.6m/s"

"The speed is very good. It's so much higher than the qualified line." The chief instructor Wu Tong nodded with a smile, "The last one, Tong Guan."

The boxing and speed tests were carried out one after another, of which one was eliminated in the boxing test and two were eliminated in the speed test. There are only five people left. The third item is the 'neurological response speed assessment'.

"Come with me." Chief instructor Wu Tong led a group of martial artists and the remaining five people who participated in the assessment to the 'nerve reaction test room' connected to the martial arts training hall.

This is a spacious room of about 100 square meters.

Of course, compared with the previous super-large martial arts training hall of thousands of square meters, this nerve response test room is significantly smaller. I saw a tall and valuable instrument on the ground. At the front of the instrument, it was like a six-balled Gatling machine g*n, but this hole was more than the Gatling machine g*n, with dozens of holes. First, Tong Guan. Wu Tong, the chief instructor, said.

The bearded man immediately walked directly in front of the muzzle of the test machine g*n, in a circle with a diameter of 3.6 meters.

"Wow!" Turn on the switch.

The edge of the circle with a diameter of 3.6 meters immediately emitted a confused red light upwards. For a moment, the tester in the circle seemed to be surrounded by a confused red gauze.

"Remember, no matter what, you can't leave the circle. Once you leave the circle, you will be judged to fail. If the body touches the red light, points will be deducted. After the chief instructor Wu Tong finished speaking, he walked to the nerve response test machine and pressed several buttons to adjust the intensity of the test. This intensity is also divided into many levels.

The first thing I was waiting for was the intermediate student assessment.

And the highest level. That's the test and training of the top warriors.

"Let's start!" The chief instructor pressed the red button.

The huge muzzle of the "Du-Yidu-_" neural reaction test machine began to rotate. Dozens of muzzles in the mouth almost instantly emitted red light. The speed was fast and slow, and even the flight trajectory was not parallel at all, which was very messy. It quickly shot into the red circle.

The bearded man stared at the front, and his body quickly flashed back and forth, passing through the cracks of some red bullets.

"Poof! Puff!" He was shot twice in a row.

However, these 'bullets' are all rubber heads. The power is very small, the speed is not fast, and it is not painful to hit people.

Time goes by minute by minute.

The bearded man tried his best to dodge in it, and soon it was a minute.

"Wow--" After the chief instructor Wu Tong pressed the button, the muny of the test machine quickly slowed down and stopped rotating, and a large amount of data appeared on its central screen.

In 60 seconds, he was hit 57 times and touched the red light three times. Unqualified, eliminated!" The chief instructor 'Wu Tong' said, and threw out his ID card to the bearded man at the same time.

"It's just a little bit." The bearded man gritted his teeth, shook his head and walked out of the red circle.

"Next, Luo Feng." Wu Tong, the chief instructor, said.

Luo Feng and Yang Wu punched each other once, and then walked directly into the red circle.

Standing in the red circle, the muncle of the test machine in front of him was facing him. Luo Feng took a deep breath. When he did not enter the martial arts school, he often practiced his body at home. This dodge has always been his strongest point: "Before the college entrance examination, I was usually hit 50 to 55 times in 60 seconds. Now my physical fitness has improved, my reaction is faster, and it's even better to pass the test.

"Remember, don't go out of the circle. If you get out of the circle, you will fail directly. If your body touches the red light, you will be deduct points." After the chief instructor Wu Tong finished speaking, he pressed the red button.

"Du-Du-_"

The muzzle of the neural reaction test machine accelerated quickly and quickly rotated to an extremely fast speed. Then dozens of muzzles in the muzzle almost instantly emitted red light, and rubber bullets immediately fired.

"Huh?" Luo Feng's eyes stared, and the position was quickly calculated in his mind. The whole person was like a flexible cat, constantly dodging back and forth, avoiding rubber bullets again and again. Of course, there are also some people who are too fast to avoid and can only get a 'one shot'.

Luo Feng was dodging quickly, while the warriors watching beside him talked about it.

"This young man is good. His reaction speed seems to be better."

"It's very fast, the body is very good, and the foundation is very solid. You see, his feet are like meat pads of cat's claws. Every time his body moves, he does not lose his center of gravity, and he can change his direction in an instant. This kind of body. ..... If you are not a genius, you can't achieve such a solid foundation without ten years of hard work.

The warriors present were amazed.

The physical quality of martial arts can be improved by cultivation. However, body, knife, etc. all rely on experience. It doesn't mean that the physical strength is strong, and the body is high.

"Wow--" After pressing the button, the nerve response test machine rotates and slows down, and a large number of numbers appears on the screen. In 60 seconds, he was hit 28 times without touching the red light. Excellent!" The chief instructor Wu Tong smiled and said, "Yes, Luo Feng, congratulations. Just wait for the official document to be issued and your information will be entered into the citizenship information. You are a prospective martial artist!" After passing the assessment, the official certificate will generally be issued within seven days, and it will be recorded in the citizenship information.

Luo Feng clenched his right fist hard: "Finally, he succeeded!" I have finally become a quasi-military artian!

"Luo Feng, the actual combat assessment of martial arts on August 1st. Gather in the Extreme Hall in the morning, and under the leadership of the instructor, go hunting monsters outside the city of the human base with other prospective warriors! When you pass the actual combat assessment, you will be a real warrior. The instructor 'Jiang Nian' said with a smile.