Chapter 4: The Strength of Luo Feng

After dinner, his parents took his younger brother, Luo Hua, downstairs for a walk around the neighborhood, while Luo Feng headed out to tutor.

It was about six in the evening, and the sky was nearly pitch black.

“This tutoring job will have to come to a temporary end soon,” Luo Feng muttered to himself. Like a panther, he swiftly darted through the alleys. Ahead was a dead end, but Luo Feng leapt upward with astonishing agility, soaring over two meters high. His left hand lightly touched the top of the wall, and with a slight push, he vaulted over and landed in another alley.

Running at full speed was like a warm-up before tutoring.

At this moment, Luo Feng maintained a speed of fifteen meters per second—fifty-four kilometers per hour. This wasn’t his top speed, but it was enough to serve as a proper warm-up.

Huff! Puff!

“In just a month, the college entrance exam will be here. I’ll stop tutoring for now. Over the past half year, I’ve earned twenty thousand yuan.” Last year, he had just earned the title of “Senior Student,” and with that title, he easily found a tutoring job teaching a young boy basic physical techniques.

He earned one hundred yuan per hour.

He tutored five nights a week, one hour each night. That meant his monthly income was around two thousand yuan.

“Dad works hard all day and only earns two or three thousand yuan a month. I tutor for just one hour and earn more than Dad… That’s the difference between an ordinary person and a Senior Student at a martial arts academy! And if I become a ‘Martial Artist,’ the gap will be even greater!” Luo Feng narrowed his eyes. Ahead, a truck was turning around in the alley, blocking the way.

But Luo Feng didn’t slow down. As he ran, he suddenly pushed off the ground with explosive force, leaping two or three meters into the air. He landed lightly on the wall of the alley, took two quick steps along it, then leapt down and continued sprinting forward.

Moments later—

Luo Feng had already reached the outskirts of a quiet residential community.

“This is where Mom and Dad should live,” Luo Feng murmured as he stopped and looked at the peaceful housing complex. The community had a low population density, with man-made ponds, abundant flowers, trees, and even sky gardens on every floor of the high-rise buildings.

Besides the high-rises, there were also row villas.

It was well known—

Nowadays, the Republic of China had six major cities, each with an enormous population. For example, Jiangnan City had nearly two billion people. Naturally, land was extremely scarce. Stacked villas and row villas were rare and expensive. As for standalone villas, which consumed even more land, they were subject to hefty luxury taxes.

“I’m going to Building 18, Unit 1801,” Luo Feng told the security guard at the entrance.

“Just a moment,” the guard pressed a button on the video phone nearby. Immediately, a camera focused on Luo Feng. A voice came from the video phone, “It’s Xiao Luo. Let him in.”

“Alright, sir,” the security guard quickly waved him through.

…

An hour later, Luo Feng walked out of the community.

“Alright, the tutoring is done. Now I should go to the martial arts academy and see if my strength has improved recently.”

…

The Limit Martial Arts Academy was the largest martial arts school on Earth, founded by the world’s strongest man, Hong.

Martial arts schools spread across the globe.

Beep! Luo Feng swiped his student card at the main entrance of the academy and stepped inside the courtyard.

A Limit Martial Arts Academy was like a giant beast crouching in place. Its area was even larger than that of a high school. The main gate was wide enough for ten cars to pass side by side. Inside the academy courtyard stood three massive silver-white buildings, shaped like three spaceships.

“Senior Brother!”

“Hello, Senior Brother!”

On the paths and lawns of the academy courtyard, there were many students. Upon seeing the Senior Student badge on Luo Feng’s chest, they all showed immediate respect.

Inside the academy, the three giant buildings were the Beginner Student Classroom Building, the Intermediate Student Classroom Building, and the Senior Student Classroom Building.

Among them, the Senior Student Classroom Building had its first and second floors as massive lecture halls, each capable of holding thousands of students. Instructors taught in these large halls. The total number of students at the Limit Martial Arts Academy was around thirty to forty thousand.

One could only become a student at the academy at the age of sixteen. After turning thirty, one was no longer allowed to study at the academy to avoid occupying educational resources.

The total number of Senior Students at the academy was around a hundred. Most of them were in their twenties.

Luo Feng, however, was only eighteen.

“Senior Brother!”

All the way, Luo Feng heard respectful greetings and entered the third floor of the Senior Student Classroom Building—the exclusive area for Senior Students.

The third floor housed a massive martial arts training hall, over a hundred meters long and wide. There were about a dozen people inside.

“Madman.”

“Here comes the Madman.”

As Luo Feng entered the training hall, the dozen or so Senior Students greeted him warmly.

“Brother Wang, Brother Yang, Sister Li,” Luo Feng smiled and greeted them. Seeing this group of older brothers and sisters, a warm feeling welled up in his heart. These dozen people were all over twenty years old, making Luo Feng the youngest.

Of course, the Limit Martial Arts Academy in Yian District had more than a dozen Senior Students. In total, there were over a hundred Senior Students. However, without teachers giving lessons, most people were too lazy to come.

Unless they were poor and had no place to train, they would come to the academy’s training hall.

Wealthy families usually had their own private training rooms.

Therefore—

These dozen or so people were mostly from low-income families, living in government-subsidized housing. Being poor, they naturally formed a tight-knit group. Luo Feng had earned the nickname “Madman” after defeating three rich Senior Students in consecutive duels fueled by anger.

“I wonder how much my strength has improved in these past two weeks.”

Luo Feng walked toward the “Punch Force Tester” in the corner of the training hall. There were two “Punch Force Testers” side by side in the corner. Whether it was the “Intermediate Student Exam,” the “Senior Student Exam,” or even the “Martial Artist Exam,” punch force was always a required test.

Inhale… exhale…

Luo Feng took a deep breath, completely relaxing his body. Suddenly, his eyes sharpened. Like a lazy lion suddenly springing into action, his spine tensed like a drawn bowstring. Power surged from his feet through his waist and hips, transmitted through his spine, and his right fist shot forward like a cannonball, tracing an arc—

“Boom!” Luo Feng’s right fist slammed into the target pad of the Punch Force Tester.

The pad shook violently.

Instantly, a number appeared on the screen of the tester—”809kg.”

“Madman, not bad! Wow, you’ve passed the 800 kg mark,” a muscular man over six feet tall, with a scar on his face, clapped and laughed.

“Brother Yang,” Luo Feng smiled. “Still a bit short compared to you. Brother Yang, could you help me turn on the ‘Speed Tester’?” Brother Yang’s name was Yang Wu. Among the Senior Students at the Limit Martial Arts Academy, he ranked in the top three. However, his speed was slightly lacking, or he would have already passed the “Quasi-Martial Artist Exam.”

To become a Martial Artist, Senior Students needed to pass two exams—

The first was the Martial Artist Physical Fitness Exam, also known as the “Quasi-Martial Artist Exam.” Passing this exam meant one had met the physical standards required to become a Martial Artist. At that point, one would be considered a “Quasi-Martial Artist.”

The second exam was the “Martial Artist Combat Exam.”

Having only physical strength wasn’t enough to qualify as a Martial Artist. Only by passing a real combat test against monsters could one earn the title of “Martial Artist.”

“Testing your speed? Sure thing,” Yang Wu said as he walked over to the track and turned on the speed tester.

Click!

The speed tester activated, and the camera lit up.

Huff… puff… Luo Feng adjusted his breathing and stood on the track. The track was sixty meters long, and the area near the speed tester was the testing zone.

Suddenly, Luo Feng pushed off with explosive force!

Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, Luo Feng accelerated to his maximum speed. His powerful legs generated tremendous thrust, propelling him forward like an arrow released from a bow. He dashed along the track, leaving a gust of wind in his wake. In a flash, Luo Feng passed the speed testing zone. Then, naturally, he decelerated and stopped.

“How much?” Luo Feng smiled and walked over.

“Wow, Madman, you’ve improved again since last time. Not bad, not bad,” Yang Brother said in surprise, looking at the number displayed on the speed tester screen. He gestured, “You come see for yourself.”

Luo Feng walked over and saw the number on the screen— “23.8m/s.”

“Not bad.”

Luo Feng wasn’t particularly pleased in his heart. The Quasi-Martial Artist Exam, also known as the Martial Artist Physical Fitness Exam, had three tests: strength (punch force), speed, and nerve reaction. Luo Feng was naturally gifted in nerve reaction and had already barely met the requirements for a Martial Artist.

However—

The passing line for strength (punch force) in the Quasi-Martial Artist Exam was—900 kilograms!

As for speed, the passing line for the Quasi-Martial Artist Exam was—25 meters per second! That meant running a hundred meters in four seconds.