Two Warriors

'557 points, the undergraduate cutoff is 561?' Luo Feng took a deep breath. Just four points short! Because of those four points, he'd lost his chance to attend a military academy. Twelve years of academic study, and this was the outcome. 'So I can't go to a military academy. What's the big deal?' Luo Feng's gaze sharpened. He brought his right hand up, palm flat like a blade, and sliced horizontally through the air. The air vibrated violently from the speed of his 'palm-blade,' producing a chilling whoosh. 'This time's collapse... it significantly boosted my strength! Perhaps my physical fitness has already reached the Warrior standard. I might be able to pass the 'Prospective Warrior Assessment' now. Even if I'm a little short, it won't be by much. With diligent training for a month or two, I should be able to pass the 'Prospective Warrior Assessment.'' Luo Feng was highly adaptable. Failing to meet the undergraduate cutoff for the College Entrance Exam was a huge blow, but his 'collapse' had once again boosted his physical fitness, filling him with confidence! After all, the status of a military academy graduate was far inferior to that of a Warrior! Click! Luo Feng opened his door and entered the living room. In the living room, his parents, Luo Hongguo and Gong Xinlan, and his younger brother, Luo Hua, all turned to look at him, concern etched in their eyes. Gong Xinlan even stood up and hurried towards Luo Feng. 'Xiao Feng, you can't be blamed for this College Entrance Exam. It's just that headache of yours, sigh. Why did it act up now? It hasn't flared up in years.' 'Bro, you're not too down about it, are you?' His younger brother, Luo Hua, teased from his wheelchair. Earlier, Luo Feng had checked his results in his room. His parents and brother had also used Luo Hua's laptop to check the College Entrance Exam scores, learning that Luo Feng had missed the undergraduate cutoff by just four points. Though disappointed, they were more worried about Luo Feng. Luo Feng smiled. 'Of course, I'm not down. Mom, Dad, don't blame the headache. To be honest, I should even thank it!' 'Thank it?' 'Thank it?' 'Thank it?' Luo Hongguo, Gong Xinlan, and Luo Hua in his wheelchair were all stunned. The College Entrance Exam was a monumental event in one's life, and now Luo Feng's exam had been ruined by this headache. Yet he was thanking it? 'Mom, Dad, Ah Hua.' Luo Feng smiled faintly. 'When I was little, I fainted twice from headaches. After waking up both times, I felt a significant increase in strength and could run faster. This time... it's the same! I can feel that my physical fitness is much stronger than before. I estimate I can pass the 'Prospective Warrior Assessment.'' 'What?' Luo Hongguo, Gong Xinlan, and Luo Hua exchanged glances. 'Bro, is that for real?' Luo Hua couldn't help but ask. 'Of course, it's real.' Luo Feng smiled slightly. 'After passing the Prospective Warrior Assessment, I can apply for the 'Warrior Combat Assessment.' I'm very confident in my combat abilities. I might even become a Warrior this year!' His father, Luo Hongguo, his mother, Gong Xinlan, and his younger brother, Luo Hua, were all stunned by this news. A Warrior! What did that represent? It represented the most transcendent group of people in human society, representing privilege! Representing vast wealth! Representing an exalted status! And once one became a Warrior, the benefits it brought to the family were far greater than those of an elite military academy student. 'Our family is going to have a Warrior?' His younger brother, Luo Hua, couldn't help but shout. 'Haha, Bro, I idolize you!' 'Xiao Feng, that's great!' Luo Hongguo excitedly clapped Luo Feng's shoulder. 'Becoming a Warrior is fantastic! Compared to a Warrior, what's a military academy graduate?' Currently, human society worldwide held Warriors in great reverence and admiration. Seeing his parents and brother so happy, Luo Feng chuckled. 'Mom, Dad, I haven't passed the assessment yet, so let's not get ahead of ourselves.' 'An 18-year-old Warrior?' Luo Hua couldn't help but howl with excitement. 'If my brother really becomes an 18-year-old Warrior, then that's just too, too... incredible!' The next day, at five in the morning, the sky was just beginning to lighten. Luo Feng left home and headed towards the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo. 'There are really few people at this hour.' After Luo Feng entered the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo, he noticed only about a hundred figures on the lawns and paths of the entire dojo. It was important to remember that the dojo had tens of thousands of students. 'The dojo instructors always teach in the evenings. That's when the dojo is most crowded.' Walking along the path, Luo Feng headed directly for the Advanced Student Teaching Building. Rumble~~ A low roar of air currents approached. 'Huh?' Luo Feng couldn't help but turn his head. He saw a luxurious, all-white sports car slowly driving into the dojo. Luo Feng took a closer look and gasped. 'Is that an Aston Martin sports car? Or the latest, most expensive model with flight capabilities, the THR-191?' His younger brother was very fond of sports cars and had praised the THR-191 to Luo Feng at home. 'It's an Aston Martin!' 'It's the 191, with flight capabilities!' Inside the dojo courtyard, the few scattered students were all drawn over. 'That car costs 36 million Huaxia coins!' Just then, the sports car stopped at the entrance of the Advanced Student Teaching Building. The car door opened, and out stepped a man with fiery red, short hair, clearly dyed, dressed in loose training attire. His gaze casually swept over his surroundings, passing over the ordinary dojo students, pausing briefly on Luo Feng, then, without a word, he walked directly into the teaching building. 'A Warrior.' Luo Feng's eyes lit up. The Warrior's gaze alone made Luo Feng feel pressure; it was the look of someone with an iron will, forged through countless life-and-death battles. 'I've never seen this Warrior at the dojo before. What's he doing here?' Luo Feng also entered the Training Hall on the third floor of the Advanced Student Teaching Building. The spacious Training Hall was empty, not a soul in sight. It was only a little past five in the morning. Even on the busiest evenings, there were usually no more than twenty people here, let alone this early. 'I need to see how strong I am now.' Luo Feng walked over, plugged in the punch force testing machine, turned on the switch, and then activated the 'speed testing device' in the distance. Standing before the punch force testing machine. 'Let's do this!' Luo Feng took a deep breath. Centering his power in his waist and hips, a powerful force surged forth. His spine arched sharply, like a massive python, generating immense power that flowed through his arm, segment by segment. Then, Luo Feng's fist, like a bolt of lightning, slammed into the punch pad with a sudden 'thump!' Beep, beep, beep! The punch force testing machine emitted three consecutive beeps. Luo Feng's eyes lit up. Normally, the punch force testing machine didn't make this sound. This sound indicated one thing: the punch force exceeded 1000kg. 'Hmm?' Luo Feng stared at the punch force testing machine's display screen—'1089kg'. 'That much?' Luo Feng was ecstatic. The physical fitness requirement for a Warrior was a punch force of at least 900kg. His previous punch force was 809kg, but now it had reached 1089kg, an increase of 280kg in one go. Far exceeding the passing mark. 'Haha.' Luo Feng, thrilled, threw punches like lightning, swaying left and right. 'Thump,' 'thump' sounds echoed continuously. In the blink of an eye, Luo Feng had thrown over twenty punches. The punch force testing machine's screen displayed a series of numbers: '956kg, 989kg, 923kg, 965kg...' 'Time to test my speed.' Luo Feng turned and walked towards the track. 'As long as my speed passes, combined with my neural reaction speed, which already met the standard, then I'll definitely pass the Prospective Warrior Assessment!' Luo Feng adjusted his breathing. Whoosh! He shot forward like a cannonball, swiftly traversing the track. On the fourth floor of the Advanced Student Teaching Building, the red-haired man and a bald, black-clad middle-aged man were walking side-by-side, chatting and laughing. 'Yan Luo, how long has it been since we last met?' The bald middle-aged man smiled. 'Almost three years, right? That naive young fellow back then is now quite famous. I heard you made nearly a hundred million Earth coins this time, tsk tsk. Seeing you, I feel like I'm getting old.' 'Just good luck.' The red-haired man chuckled. 'Brother Jiang, back then you...' Beep, beep, beep! The faint sound from downstairs made both men exchange surprised glances. 'The punch force testing machine downstairs is the most basic model. It beeps when it hits 1000 kilograms.' The bald middle-aged man said, surprised. 'Someone's training at five in the morning, and they can punch over a thousand kilograms? Could it be Yang Wu?' 'Why don't we go see?' Whoosh! Whoosh! One in black, one in white, the two men transformed into two blurs, descending the stairs. In the blink of an eye, they went from the fourth floor to the entrance of the Training Hall on the third floor. The bald, black-clad middle-aged man and the white-clad, short-haired man stood side-by-side, looking into the Training Hall. At that moment, Luo Feng was standing before the track, then darted across it. '28.1m/s.' Both the bald, black-clad middle-aged man and the white-clad, red-haired man instantly saw the number displayed on the speed testing device's screen. 'This Luo Feng, his punch force exceeds 1000 kilograms, and his speed actually reached 28.1 meters per second.' The bald, black-haired middle-aged man was somewhat surprised. 'Brother Jiang, this young fellow isn't very old, is he? Yet he's already met the Warrior physical fitness requirements.' The red-haired man said, surprised. The bald, black-haired middle-aged man nodded. 'Yes, his name is Luo Feng. He's one of the more talented students in this batch at our dojo. He just turned eighteen this year!' 'Eighteen? That young?' The red-haired man's eyes lit up. At that moment, Luo Feng, noticing the two men at the entrance, was startled. The red-haired man was the Warrior who had arrived in the sports car earlier, and the bald, black-clad middle-aged man was Jiang Nian, the head of this Extreme Martial Arts Dojo, the most powerful figure there. According to the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo's rules, students addressed him as 'Instructor.' 'Instructor!' Luo Feng quickly saluted and called out. 'Come here.' Instructor Jiang Nian called out with a smile. 'I didn't expect you, Luo Feng, to meet the Warrior fitness requirements so quickly. Let me introduce you. This is your senior, Yan Luo. Yan Luo, I told him your name, is that alright?' 'No problem.' Yan Luo looked at Luo Feng and nodded. 'This young fellow, reaching Warrior physical fitness requirements so young, perhaps in the future, he might even cross paths with me.' Jiang Nian looked at Luo Feng and smiled. 'Luo Feng, you're 18, so you must have taken the College Entrance Exam this year. Don't worry about how you did. What's the point of going to school now? You should focus on preparing for the 'Warrior Combat Assessment.' Oh, right, on July 1st, go to the Yangzhou City Extreme Martial Arts Dojo to take the 'Prospective Warrior Assessment.' With your current strength, you'll pass easily.' 'College Entrance Exam?' Yan Luo chuckled from the side. 'Don't waste your time at university. Your talent is good. Whatever you do, you should commit to it wholeheartedly. You should now put all your energy into martial arts. Kid, once you become a Warrior and join our Extreme Martial Arts Dojo, that's where your future lies.' These two great Warriors held extremely high status and disdained the so-called rich and powerful officials of society. However, they held great expectations for Luo Feng, who was also about to enter the ranks of Warriors and was still very young.