Cosmic Origin - Dominator

"Chapter 8: Two Martial Artists"

"557 points, and the undergraduate admission score line is 561?" Luo Feng took a deep breath.

Just four points short! Just because of these four points, he missed the opportunity to enter the military academy.

Twelve years of education, and this was the result.

"If I can't enter the military academy, then so be it. What's the big deal?" Luo Feng's eyes narrowed, and he extended his right hand in a chopping motion straight ahead, slicing through the air with lightning speed. The air trembled violently due to the swift movement, emitting a menacing sound of palm wind. "This time, the fainting incident has greatly improved my strength!"

"Perhaps, my physical fitness has now reached the level of a martial artist. I might be able to pass the 'Pre-Warrior Assessment.'"

"Even if I fall short, the difference isn't that big. With serious effort and practice for a month or two, I should be able to pass the 'Pre-Warrior Assessment.'" Luo Feng was very adaptable. Although his failure to meet the undergraduate admission score line in the Gaokao had dealt a heavy blow to him, the 'fainting' incident had once again improved his physical fitness and boosted his confidence!

After all, the status of a military academy graduate was far inferior to that of a martial artist!

"Click!" Luo Feng opened the door and entered the living room.

In the living room, his parents Luo Hongguo and Gong Xinlan, as well as his younger brother Luo Hua, all turned to look, their eyes filled with concern. Gong Xinlan even stood up and walked towards Luo Feng. "Xiaofeng, it's not your fault for this Gaokao. Blame it on your headache. Ah, why did this illness flare up at this time? It hasn't happened in several years."

"Brother, are you feeling down?" Luo Hua, sitting in a wheelchair, joked intentionally.

Earlier, while Luo Feng was checking his scores in the room, his parents and brother had also checked the Gaokao results on Luo Hua's laptop. They were disappointed to learn that Luo Feng missed the undergraduate admission score line by only four points, but they were more concerned about Luo Feng himself.

Luo Feng smiled. "Of course, I'm not feeling down. Mom, Dad, don't blame the headache. To be honest, we should even be grateful for this headache."

"Grateful?"

"Grateful?"

"Grateful?"

Luo Hongguo, Gong Xinlan, and Luo Hua were all stunned. The Gaokao was a major event in life, and now Luo Feng's Gaokao was ruined by this headache. Yet, he was thankful for it?

"Mom, Dad, Ahua," Luo Feng smiled faintly, "When I was young, I had two episodes of headaches that made me faint. Actually, both times after waking up, I felt much stronger, and I could run faster. This time... it's the same! I can feel that my physical fitness has improved significantly compared to before. I should be able to pass the 'Pre-Warrior Assessment.'"

"What?" Luo Hongguo, Gong Xinlan, and Luo Hua looked at each other.

"Brother, is it true?" Luo Hua couldn't help but ask.

"Of course it's true," Luo Feng smiled faintly, "After passing the 'Pre-Warrior Assessment,' I can apply for the 'Warrior Combat Assessment.' I'm very confident in my combat abilities, so I might become a warrior this year!"

Father Luo Hongguo, mother Gong Xinlan, and brother Luo Hua were all shocked by this news.

A warrior!

What did that represent? It represented the most transcendent group in the human community, symbolizing privilege! Representing a lot of money! Representing a lofty status! And once becoming a warrior, the benefits it brings to the family are much better than becoming an elite graduate of the military academy.

"Is our family going to produce a warrior?" Brother Luo Hua couldn't help but exclaim, "Haha, brother, I admire you."

"Xiaofeng, that's great." Luo Hongguo also patted Luo Feng's shoulder excitedly, "Becoming a warrior is great. Compared to warriors, what are military academy graduates?"

Nowadays, the whole world's human society holds great admiration and respect for warriors.

Seeing how happy his parents and brother were, Luo Feng chuckled, "Mom, Dad, but I haven't passed the assessment yet, so let's not celebrate too early."

"An 18-year-old warrior?" Luo Hua couldn't help but shout excitedly, "If my brother really becomes an 18-year-old warrior, then, then it's really, really... amazing!"

...

The next morning, at five o'clock in the dim light of dawn.

Luo Feng left home and hurried to the Extreme Martial Arts Hall.

"There are so few people at this time." After entering the Extreme Martial Arts Hall, Luo Feng noticed that there were only about a hundred people on the grass and paths of the martial arts hall. Considering that there were three to four thousand students in the martial arts hall, "The teachers usually teach classes at night, and that's when the martial arts hall is most crowded."

Walking on the path, Luo Feng went straight to the Advanced Students Teaching Building.

"Rumble~~" A deep sound of airwaves came.

"Huh?" Luo Feng couldn't help but turn his head to see a car entering the martial arts hall. It was a white car that looked very magnificent. Luo Feng couldn't help but look closely and drew a cold breath, "Is that an Aston Martin? Is it the latest and most expensive thr-191 with flight capabilities?"

His younger brother was very fond of cars, and he had praised this thr-191 before.

"It's an Aston Martin."

"It's a 191, with flight capabilities." In the martial arts hall, where students were rare, everyone was attracted over, "This car costs 36 million Huaxia coins."

At this moment, the car stopped at the entrance of the Advanced Students Teaching Building. The door opened, and a man with loose martial arts clothing and fiery red short hair walked out. His hair was obviously dyed, and his gaze casually swept around, passing over the ordinary martial arts students, pausing slightly on Luo Feng, before saying nothing and directly entering the building.

"He's a warrior." Luo Feng's eyes lit up.

The gaze of this warrior just now made Luo Feng feel pressured. It was the gaze of someone with a will like steel, forged through countless life-and-death battles.

"I've never seen this warrior in the martial arts hall before. What is he doing here?" Luo Feng also entered the third-floor training hall of the Advanced Students Teaching Building.

In the spacious training hall, there was no one around.

It was just a little after five in the morning, and even at night, there were usually no more than twenty people here, let alone in the early morning.

"I want to see how much progress I've made." Luo Feng walked over, plugged in the power cord of the strength testing machine, turned on the switch, and then turned on the "speed tester" in the distance.

Standing in front of the strength testing machine.

"Let's begin!"

Luo Feng took a deep breath,

his waist as the center, a strong force emanating through his waist, then his spine suddenly arched, like a big python, generating a strong force through his arms, and then his fist was like a lightning bolt, slamming on the punching target with a 'bang' sound.

"Drip, drip, drip!" The strength testing machine emitted three consecutive sounds.

Luo Feng's eyes lit up. Normally, the strength testing machine wouldn't make such a sound. Making this sound meant something—his strength exceeded 1000 kg.

"Hmm?" Luo Feng stared at the display screen of the strength testing machine—'1089kg.'

"So much?" Luo Feng felt ecstatic. The requirement for a warrior's physical fitness was that strength must reach 900 kg. Previously, his strength was 809 kg, but now it had reached 1089 kg, an increase of 280 kg in one go. Far beyond the passing line.

"Haha."

Luo Feng excitedly threw punches like lightning, swaying left and right, with 'bang' sounds continuously, almost in the blink of an eye, Luo Feng had thrown more than twenty punches. The screen of the strength testing machine also showed a series of numbers—'956kg, 989kg, 923kg, 965kg...'

"Now, let's test the speed." Luo Feng turned and walked towards the track. "As long as my speed passes, combined with my reaction speed, I've already met the standards. Then, passing the Pre-Warrior Assessment is a sure thing!"

Luo Feng adjusted his breathing.

Whoosh!

He shot out like a cannonball, swiftly crossing the track.

...

On the fourth floor of the Advanced Students Teaching Building, a red-haired man and a bald middle-aged man were walking side by side, chatting and laughing.

"Yan Luo, it's been a long time since we've seen each other," the bald middle-aged man smiled, "It's been almost three years, right? That naive little guy back then is now famous. I heard you made nearly a billion Earth coins this time. Tsk tsk. Seeing you, I feel like I'm old."

"It's just luck," the red-haired man smiled, "Jiang Ge, back then..."

"Drip, drip, drip!"

A faint sound came from downstairs, surprising the two men.

"The strength testing machine downstairs is the basic one. When it reaches 1000 kg, it makes this sound," the bald middle-aged man exclaimed in surprise, "It's only a little after five in the morning, and someone is here to practice boxing. And with one punch exceeding a thousand kilograms, could it be Yang Wu?"

"Let's go see and find out?"

Whoosh! Whoosh!

One black and one white, the two figures turned into phantoms and rushed down the stairs. In almost the blink of an eye, they arrived at the entrance of the third-floor training hall.

The black-clad bald middle-aged man and the white-clad red-haired man looked at the training hall. At this moment, Luo Feng was standing in front of the track, and he sprinted past.

"28.1m/s." The black-clad bald middle-aged man and the white-clad red-haired man both saw the displayed number on the speed tester's screen at a glance.

"This Luo Feng, with a strength exceeding 1000 kilograms and a speed of 28.1 meters per second in one second." The black-haired bald middle-aged man was somewhat surprised.

"Jiang Ge, this little guy is not very old, right? He actually meets the physical fitness requirements of a warrior." The red-haired man exclaimed in surprise. The black-haired bald middle-aged man nodded, "Yeah, his name is Luo Feng, and he's one of the more talented students in our martial arts hall. He's only just turned eighteen this year!"

"Eighteen years old? So young?" The red-haired man's eyes lit up.

At this moment, Luo Feng, who had noticed the two men at the door, was shocked. The red-haired man was the warrior who had driven the car here before, and the black-clad bald middle-aged man was the head of this Extreme Martial Arts Hall, 'Jiang Nian,' the most powerful figure in the martial arts hall. According to the rules of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall, students called him 'Instructor.'

"Instructor!" Luo Feng saluted and called out.

"Come here." Instructor Jiang Nian smiled and called out, "I didn't expect you, Luo Feng, to progress so quickly and meet the physical fitness requirements of a warrior. Let me introduce you, this is your senior Yan Luo. Yan Luo, I've already told him your name, is that okay?"

"No problem." Yan Luo looked at Luo Feng and nodded, "This kid, so young and already meets the physical fitness requirements of a warrior. Maybe in the future, he will have some connection with me."

Jiang Nian looked at Luo Feng and smiled, "Luo Feng, you're 18 years old, so you should have taken the Gaokao this year. Don't worry about this year's exam results, what's the use of going to school? Now, just focus on preparing for the 'Warrior Combat Assessment.' Oh, by the way, on July 1st, go to the Extreme Martial Arts Hall in Yangzhou City for the 'Pre-Warrior Assessment.' With your current strength, it should be easy to pass."

"Gaokao?" Yan Luo smiled beside him, "Don't waste time going to college. Your talent is not bad. No matter what you do, you should put your heart and soul into it. Right now, you should focus all your energy on martial arts. Kid, when you become a warrior and join our Extreme Martial Arts Hall, that's when you'll have a future."

These two great warriors had extremely high status and looked down on the so-called wealthy and officials in society.

But for Luo Feng, who was about to become a warrior at such a young age, they were full of anticipation.