Luo Feng's Strength

After dinner, his parents took his younger brother, Luo Hua, downstairs for a stroll, while Luo Feng headed out for his tutoring job. Around six in the evening, dusk was already settling, the sky nearly completely dark. “This tutoring job is about to end,” Luo Feng thought. He moved like a leopard, agile and swift, weaving through the narrow alleys. Ahead lay a dead end, but Luo Feng launched himself upwards, soaring over two meters high. His left hand lightly grazed the top of the wall, a slight push, and he was effortlessly into the next alley. Sprinting forward, it was a warm-up before his tutoring session. At this moment, Luo Feng maintained a speed of 15 meters per second, or 54 kilometers per hour. This wasn't his top speed, but it served as an effective warm-up. *Whoosh!* “With only a month left until the college entrance exam, I'll have to stop tutoring for now. I've earned 20,000 yuan from this job over the past six months.” He had only earned the 'Advanced Student' title last year, and it was this status that made it easy for him to find a tutoring position, teaching a young boy basic movement techniques. The pay was 100 yuan per hour. He tutored five days a week, one hour each evening. This meant his monthly salary was a little over 2,000 yuan. “Dad works so hard all day, and his monthly salary is only two or three thousand. I make almost as much in just one hour of tutoring... This is the difference between an ordinary person and an Advanced Student of the Martial Arts Hall! And if I can become a Warrior, the difference will be astounding.” Luo Feng's eyes narrowed. A delivery truck was turning around in the alley ahead, blocking the path. But Luo Feng didn't slow down. Mid-stride, he suddenly pushed off the ground, leaping two to three meters high. He then took two quick steps along the top of the alley wall before soaring down, continuing his rapid advance. Moments later— Luo Feng had sprinted to the entrance of a tranquil Residential District. “This is where Mom and Dad should be living,” Luo Feng thought, stopping to gaze at the serene Residential District before him. The district had a low housing density, featuring artificial ponds and abundant flora, with even the high-rise apartments boasting sky gardens on every floor. Besides the high-rise residences, there were also townhouses. It was important to note— Currently, the Huaxia Nation had six major Base Cities! Each city had an astonishing population; Jiangnan City alone had nearly 200 million residents. Naturally, land was extremely scarce. Stacked villas and townhouses were rare and expensive. As for standalone villas, which occupied even more land, they incurred massive luxury taxes. “I'm going to Building 18, Apartment 1801,” Luo Feng told the Residential District security guard at the entrance. “Just a moment.” The security guard pressed a number on the video intercom. Immediately, a nearby camera focused on Luo Feng, and the voice of the owner of 1801 came through the intercom: “It's Xiao Luo, let him in.” “Understood, sir.” The security guard promptly waved him through. ... An hour later, Luo Feng exited the Residential District. “Alright, tutoring's done. Time to head to the Martial Arts Hall and see if my strength has improved recently.” ... The Extreme Martial Arts Dojo, the largest Martial Arts Hall on Earth, was founded by the world's strongest individual, Hong. Its various dojos were spread across the globe. “Beep!” Luo Feng swiped his student ID at the main entrance and entered the dojo grounds. The Extreme Martial Arts Dojo itself loomed like a colossal beast, its sprawling grounds larger than an entire high school. Its main gate was wide enough for ten cars to enter abreast. Within the dojo's courtyard stood three massive, silver-white buildings, shaped like spaceships. “Senior Brother!” “Hello, Senior Brother.” On the paths and lawns within the dojo grounds, numerous students were present. Seeing the Advanced Student badge pinned to Luo Feng's chest, they immediately showed him great respect. Inside the dojo, the three colossal buildings were designated as the Junior Student Teaching Building, the Intermediate Student Teaching Building, and the Advanced Student Teaching Building. The first and second floors of the Advanced Student Teaching Building were massive lecture halls, each capable of accommodating thousands. The dojo's instructors taught in these large halls. The entire Extreme Martial Arts Dojo had approximately thirty to forty thousand students. One could only become a dojo student at 16 years old, and after 30, further study at the dojo was prohibited to prevent monopolizing teaching resources. The total number of Advanced Students in the entire dojo was in the hundreds. Most were in their twenties. Luo Feng, however, was only 18 years old. “Hello, Senior Brother.” Luo Feng, hearing respectful greetings along the way, entered the third floor of the Advanced Student Teaching Building—the area exclusively for Advanced Students. On the third floor, a massive Training Hall, a hundred meters long and wide, currently held a dozen or so people. “Madman.” “Madman, you're here.” As soon as he entered the large Training Hall, the dozen or so Advanced Students greeted him warmly. “Brother Wang, Brother Yang, Sister Li,” Luo Feng called out with a smile, feeling a warmth in his heart as he looked at the group of older brothers and sisters. All of them were over twenty years old, making Luo Feng naturally the youngest. Of course, the Yian District Extreme Martial Arts Dojo had more than just these dozen Advanced Students; the total number exceeded a hundred. However, without an instructor teaching, most were too lazy to come. Only those from poor families, with no other place to train, would come to the dojo's Training Hall. Wealthy families, on the other hand, usually had their own private training rooms. Therefore— These dozen or so individuals almost all lived in low-rent housing. Being poor, they naturally banded together, forming a small community. Luo Feng, meanwhile, earned his nickname 'Madman' after furiously defeating three wealthy Advanced Students in succession. “After half a month of training, I wonder how much my strength has improved.” Luo Feng walked towards the 'punching power testing machine' in the corner of the Training Hall. Two such machines stood side-by-side. Whether for the Intermediate Student Assessment, the Advanced Student Assessment, or even the Warrior Assessment, punching power was always a required test. “Inhale, exhale!” Luo Feng slowly took a deep breath, completely relaxing his body. Suddenly, his gaze sharpened, and he exploded into action like a lazy lion suddenly pouncing. His spine tensed like a bowstring, power surged from his feet to his hips, transferring through his spine. Luo Feng's right fist shot out like a cannonball, arcing through the air— With a “Thump!”, Luo Feng's right fist smashed into the punching bag of the testing machine. The punching bag vibrated violently. Instantly, the screen of the punching power testing machine displayed a number: “809kg”. “Madman, not bad, tsk tsk, you've passed the 800-kilogram mark!” a lean, muscular man over 1.9 meters tall exclaimed, clapping his hands with a smile. A gruesome scar marred the man's face. “Brother Yang,” Luo Feng smiled, “Compared to you, I'm still far behind. Brother Yang, could you please turn on the 'speed testing device'?” Brother Yang, named Yang Wu, was among the top three Advanced Students at the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo. He only lacked slightly in speed; otherwise, he would have long passed the 'Provisional Warrior Assessment'. For an Advanced Student to become a Warrior, they needed to pass two assessments— The first was the Warrior Physical Fitness Assessment, also known as the 'Provisional Warrior' Assessment. Passing this meant one had met the physical standards to become a Warrior. At this point, they were considered a 'Provisional Warrior'. The second assessment was the 'Warrior Combat Assessment'. Possessing only physical fitness wasn't enough to qualify as a Warrior. Only by passing a real combat assessment against monsters could one earn the title of 'Warrior'. “Testing speed? Alright!” Yang Wu said with a smile, walking over to the track and turning on the speed testing device. “Click!” The speed testing device activated, and its camera lit up. “Hoo, hoo.” Luo Feng adjusted his breathing, standing on the 60-meter track. The area near the speed testing device was the measurement zone. Luo Feng suddenly exerted himself! *Whoosh!* In the blink of an eye, Luo Feng accelerated to his maximum speed. His powerful legs pushed off, generating a fierce burst of momentum that sent him rocketing down the track like an arrow released from a bowstring. With a whoosh, he shot past the speed testing zone. Afterward, Luo Feng naturally decelerated and came to a stop. “What's the score?” Luo Feng asked with a smile as he walked over. “Tsk tsk, Madman, you've improved again since last time. Not bad, not bad!” Brother Yang exclaimed, surprised as he looked at the number displayed on the speed testing device's screen. “Come see for yourself.” Luo Feng walked over and saw the number on the screen: “23.8m/s”. “Not bad.” Luo Feng wasn't overly pleased. The Warrior Physical Fitness Assessment, or 'Provisional Warrior Assessment', consisted of three tests: strength (punching power), speed, and neural response. In terms of neural response, Luo Feng was naturally gifted and had already barely met the Warrior's standard. However— For strength (punching power), the passing mark for the 'Provisional Warrior Assessment' was 900 kilograms! For speed, the passing mark for the 'Provisional Warrior Assessment' was 25 meters per second! Which meant a four-second hundred-meter dash.