Cosmic Origin - Dominator

Chapter 11: Neural Reaction Speed

"Old Jiang seems quite confident." The Chief Instructor, Wu Tong, smiled, but his gaze remained on Luo Feng. Almost everyone present was looking at Luo Feng, waiting for his assessment results.

Luo Feng stood in front of the punching target, exerted force with his feet, and his body slightly turned as powerful force erupted from his waist and hips, instantly transmitting through his arms. His fist seemed like an arrow shot from a full moon bow, leaving a faint afterimage, and with a "bang," his fist had already smashed into the target.

With one punch, a hint of joy appeared in Luo Feng's eyes. "It feels great to punch, and I've exerted all my strength." He glanced at the display screen — "1101kg."

"Good."

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

Chief Instructor Wu Tong stroked his chin, nodding. "The kid is good. He remembers not to lose his body's center of gravity when punching. If he only pursues the heaviest punch without regard for his body's center of gravity, the punch might be stronger. But in that case, losing his center of gravity while fighting monsters would be suicide! Well done, well done."

"Haha, this little guy Luo Feng has strong combat abilities." Instructor Jiang Nian laughed. "He has defeated three senior students with strength and speed comparable to his own, very efficiently!"

Listening to the praise from the Chief Instructor and the instructors, Luo Feng felt relieved.

In his youth, he had been in a coma twice, but his physical strength and speed had greatly increased. Since then, he had made a plan to become a powerful martial artist! And a powerful martial artist required high combat capabilities. Although he hadn't joined the Extreme Martial Arts Hall in his youth, he searched for some basics of swordsmanship and body techniques on the internet, practicing and accumulating experience at home.

That's why he was strong in practical combat.

"He's a good seedling. Hmm, passed!" Chief Instructor Wu Tong casually took another identity card and slid it through the device. "Next, Bai Yang."

Luo Feng walked back to where the assessors were waiting.

"Not bad, Frenzy," Yang Wu said in a low voice, amazed.

Luo Feng grinned.

...

The eight people quickly completed the "Punch Power Test." Among these eight, only one was unlucky, with a punch of only 892kg, just falling short of the passing line and being eliminated. The next test was the speed test, with only seven people remaining.

"Start!" Chief Instructor Wu Tong came to the speed testing machine and turned it on.

"One by one, in reverse order from before. First, Yang Wu," Chief Instructor Wu Tong instructed. Yang Wu had been the last to test punching power, but now he was the first to test speed.

Yang Wu took a deep breath.

He had taken the Pre-Warrior Assessment nearly ten times, and he had stumbled every time during the speed test.

"Come on, Yang ge," Luo Feng encouraged Yang Wu with a gentle pat on the shoulder.

"You'll see." Yang Wu adjusted his breathing and stepped onto the track.

Instructor Jiang Nian frowned as he watched. Yang Wu was also from Yi'an District, but he had failed the speed test many times before.

"Boom!"

Yang Wu stomped on the ground, making a low sound. With powerful arm swings and vigorous strides, his speed quickly accelerated to his limit. He looked ferocious, veins bulging on his forehead, gnashing his teeth as he ran wildly. As he ran through the speed test area, he even let out a suppressed roar!

"I must pass!" When Yang Wu stopped, he was roaring inwardly.

He nervously turned his head and saw Luo Feng giving him a thumbs up at that moment. Seeing this, Yang Wu felt as if he had reached heaven in an instant.

"Haha, Yang Wu, you're lucky. You actually crossed the line," Instructor Jiang Nian also laughed heartily.

Yang Wu ran over and looked at the display screen — "25.1m/s."

"Phew, that was close." Yang Wu laughed. If his condition had been slightly worse, his speed might not have reached 25 meters per second, and he would have failed again.

"Alright, passed!" Chief Instructor Wu Tong also smiled. "Next."

One by one, the personnel were tested. Luo Feng was the second to test punching power last time. This time, he was the second to last to test speed.

It soon came to Luo Feng's turn.

"Luo Feng," Chief Instructor Wu Tong called out.

"Frenzy, come on, we'll go through the Warrior Combat Assessment together," Yang Wu encouraged. Luo Feng nodded with a smile and walked onto the track. After adjusting his breath slightly, he bounced lightly in place a couple of times. Unlike Yang Wu's pure brute force style, Luo Feng seemed much more relaxed.

Swish!

With a burst of force, Luo Feng shot out like a leopard, extremely fast, passing through the speed test area with a gust of wind. It was obvious to the naked eye that Luo Feng's speed was higher than the previous few people.

"Feels okay." Luo Feng turned his head and saw Yang Wu also giving him a thumbs up. Even Chief Instructor Wu Tong and Instructor Jiang Nian couldn't help but nod in admiration.

Luo Feng walked over and looked at the screen —

"28.6m/s."

"Your speed is very good, unexpectedly higher than the passing line by so much." Chief Instructor Wu Tong nodded with a smile. "Next, the last one, Tong Guan."

...

After the consecutive tests of punching power and speed, one person was eliminated from the punching power test, and two from the speed test. Only five people remained. The third item was the "Neural Reaction Speed Assessment."

"Follow me." Chief Instructor Wu Tong led a group of martial artists and the remaining five participants to the "Neural Reaction Testing Room" connected to the martial arts hall.

It was a spacious room of about a hundred square meters.

Of course, compared to the previous thousands of square meters of the super large martial arts hall, this neural reaction testing room was much smaller. A tall and valuable instrument was placed on the ground, with what looked like dozens of gun-like barrels protruding from its front, much more than a Gatling machine gun, with dozens of barrels.

"The first one, Tong Guan." Chief Instructor Wu Tong spoke.

The big man with a beard immediately walked to the front of this testing machine, a circle with a diameter of three meters.

"Click!" The switch was turned on.

The edge of the circle with a diameter of three meters immediately emitted a hazy red light upwards, enveloping the testers in the circle as if in a hazy red curtain.

"Remember, no matter what, you must not leave the circle. Once you leave the circle, it's a failure. Touching the red light with your body will deduct points." Chief Instructor Wu Tong finished speaking and walked to the side of the neural reaction testing machine, pressing several buttons to adjust the intensity of the test. This intensity had many levels.

The initial level was for intermediate students' assessments.

And the highest level... that was for top-level warriors to train and test.

"Begin!" Chief Instructor Wu Tong pressed the red button.

"Beep beep beep!" The huge barrel of the neural reaction testing machine

began to rotate, and almost instantaneously, dozens of gun barrels in the center burst out with red light, with varying speeds and trajectories, completely non-parallel and chaotic, quickly shooting into the red circle area.

The bearded man stared firmly ahead, swiftly dodging back and forth, left and right, through the gaps between the red bullets that were fired.

"Puff! Puff!" He was hit twice in a row.

However, these "bullets" were rubber-headed, with very small power and not very fast, so being hit didn't hurt much.

Time passed by.

The bearded man kept dodging desperately, and soon a minute had passed.

"Woo!" After Chief Instructor Wu Tong pressed the button, the testing machine's barrel quickly decelerated and stopped rotating, and a large amount of data appeared on the central screen.

"Within 60 seconds, he was hit 57 times and touched the red light three times. Not qualified, eliminated!" Chief Instructor Wu Tong announced, tossing an ID card to the bearded man.

"Just a little bit more." The bearded man gritted his teeth, shaking his head as he walked out of the red circle.

"Next, Luo Feng." Chief Instructor Wu Tong said.

Luo Feng and Yang Wu exchanged a fist bump, then walked directly into the red circle.

Standing in the circle, with the testing machine's barrel directly facing him, Luo Feng took a deep breath. Before entering the martial hall, he often practiced body techniques at home, so dodging was always his strong suit. "Before the college entrance examination, I usually get hit 50 to 55 times within 60 seconds. Now that my physical fitness has improved, my reactions are faster, passing the test shouldn't be a problem."

"Remember, never leave the circle. Leaving the circle means immediate failure, and touching the red light with your body will result in point deductions." Chief Instructor Wu Tong finished speaking and pressed the red button.

"Beep beep beep!"

The barrel of the neural reaction testing machine quickly accelerated, rotating to an extremely fast speed. Soon after, dozens of gun barrels in the center burst out with red light, and rubber bullets immediately shot out.

"Hmm?" Luo Feng stared fixedly, quickly calculating positions in his mind. He seemed like a nimble cat, constantly dodging back and forth, avoiding the rubber bullets. Of course, there were some bullets too fast to dodge, and he could only take "hits."

As Luo Feng swiftly evaded, the martial artists watching on the sidelines started discussing.

"This kid is good, his reaction speed seems even better."

"Yes, very fast, his body technique is excellent, and his foundation is solid. Look, his feet are like the pads of a cat's paw, he doesn't lose his balance with each shift in body technique, he can change direction instantly. This kind of body technique... If he's not a genius, he wouldn't have such a solid foundation without ten years of hard work."

The martial artists present were all amazed.

A warrior's physical fitness could be cultivated and improved, but body techniques, sword techniques, etc., relied on experience. Having strong physical strength didn't necessarily mean having high-level body technique.

"Woo!" After pressing the button, the neural reaction testing machine quickly decelerated and stopped spinning, and a long string of numbers appeared on the screen.

"Within 60 seconds, he was hit 28 times, and there was no contact with the red light. Excellent!" Chief Instructor Wu Tong smiled. "Well done, Luo Feng, congratulations. As soon as the official documents are issued, your information will be entered into the national citizen database. You'll be a Pre-Warrior!" After passing the assessment, the official certificate usually arrived within seven days, and the record would be entered into the national citizen database.

Luo Feng clenched his right fist tightly. "Finally succeeded!"

He had finally become a Pre-Warrior!

"Luo Feng, the Warrior Combat Assessment will be on August 1st. Gather at the Extreme Martial Arts Hall in the morning. Under the guidance of the instructors, you and other Pre-Warriors will go outside the human base city to hunt monsters! Once you pass the combat assessment, you'll be a true warrior," Instructor Jiang Nian said with a smile.