"Well, I just didn't want to take up too much of the class president's time, so I decided to wrap it up quickly," Su Yan said with a smile.
"I see..." Han Yuanfeng nodded after hearing this and then asked, "So, regarding the matter of applying to the top three schools, what are your thoughts?"
"There's nothing much to consider. I'm definitely going to participate in the evolution college entrance exam."
"Ah, forget it. It's up to you." Han Yuanfeng gave up persuading Su Yan; he had already done everything he could.
As for the final outcome, that was something only the student himself could decide.
After returning to his class's formation, Su Yan did not join his classmates in training. Instead, he stopped in front of a Punch Strength Tester placed at the front of the formation.
Even though he had now evolved into an Advanced Level Being, invincible among his peers and capable of easily bursting an Advanced Level Solitary Wild Ghost with one punch, he actually still had no accurate understanding of how much power his punch could unleash.
"How much punching power do you think Su Yan has?"
"With Su Yan's weak physique, I bet it's 15kg at most."
"15kg? No way, sir, that's too low. I bet it's at least 20kg or more."
Seeing that Su Yan seemed to want to test his punching power, two boys in the formation started discussing it in low, curious voices.
"Bet a bag of spicy strips, you in?"
"A bag of spicy strips? I'll bet ten bags!"
"Count me in, too!"
Quickly, several other students joined the fray, whispering their guesses about Su Yan's potential punching power.
Hearing the whispering behind him, Su Yan, the subject of their discussion, couldn't help but chuckle to himself. 15kg? 20kg? Aren't they underestimating me a bit too much? I'll show them!
Thinking this, Su Yan, under everyone's gaze, pressed the start button on the Punch Strength Tester. Then, without a word, he threw a heavy punch at the machine.
Immediately after, a BANG resounded.
The cushion on the Punch Strength Tester was visibly dented by Su Yan's punch.
At the same moment, an astonishing number appeared on the machine's screen:
[Punching Power: 996kg!]
The moment the number appeared, the students in the formation behind him went wild.
"What the hell! What the hell! What the hell! What kind of punching power is that? That's just ridiculous!"
"My god! 996kg? Am I seeing things? Is the machine broken?"
"Trash machine, ruining my youth! Brothers, follow me to take down this unscrupulous vendor!"
One stone had stirred up a thousand ripples!
With Su Yan's punch, all his classmates in the formation were stunned. Each of them gaped at the number on the screen, finding it incredibly hard to believe.
996kg?!
What the f*ck!!!
Could that be the punching power of a high school student? After all, even the punching power standard for Advanced Level Beings was just barely 888kg.
Yet, Su Yan, someone everyone usually saw as sickly, had produced a figure of 996kg with one punch...
Who would believe that?
That had to be cheating!!!
Feeling the shock from the crowd behind him, Su Yan, the one responsible, felt extremely thrilled and also found the situation quite amusing. The students of Luo City Number One High School are only at this level? I haven't even put in much effort. Why are you all getting so worked up already? You're truly a bunch of fledglings. It seems it's time to show you my true skills.
With that thought, Su Yan clenched his fist, gathered some strength, and then swiftly threw another punch at the Punch Strength Tester.
Immediately after, another BANG resounded.
The Punch Strength Tester suddenly displayed a new number: 1,084kg!
Holy shit!!!
1,084kg!!!
That was 88kg more than the previous 996kg!
What kind of ungodly figure was this?!
At that moment, every student in the Year Three, Class 10 formation of Luo City Number One High School was dumbstruck.
Are you kidding me?! This guy is sickly?! This is a demon of muscle!!!
Just an ordinary-looking punch, and he could produce a god-tier number like 1,084kg! Even the top ten academic aces in the school wouldn't dare guarantee such a result, right?
HISS! This person was terrifying!
Thinking this, many onlookers couldn't help but gasp!
BANG!
Before the crowd could compose themselves, Su Yan, without another word, threw another punch!
Soon, with the sound of the impact, the number on the Punch Strength Tester updated again.
1,195kg!!!
That was 111kg more than the last punch!
My god!
This was too fierce!
When the new numbers appeared on the Punch Strength Tester, everyone in the Year Three, Class 10 formation was practically numb from shock.
Numb, numb, numb, numb, numb!!!
However, Su Yan wasn't done showing off. His current technique involved a gradual build-up, and he'd only delivered three punches; there were still a full seven to go.
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
And so, under the astonished gazes of the crowd, Su Yan threw punch after punch at the tester's impact pad.
1,328kg!
1,438kg!
1,557kg!
...
2,200kg!
With every update of the numbers on the Punch Strength Tester's screen, more students gathered to watch. By the time Su Yan delivered his ninth punch, he was surrounded by a crowd of onlookers packed as tight as sardines.
Okay, the timing is about right. Time to show them some real skills.
Seeing that the atmosphere for showing off was ripe, Su Yan took a deep breath, tensed all his muscles, and threw his mightiest punch.
Immediately after, a BOOMING sound erupted!
The Punch Strength Tester, which already looked overwhelmed, was punched clean through by Su Yan in the next instant. The brunt was borne by the impact pad, which now had a large hole punched through it by his fist; even the data display screen above went dark and was rendered useless.
Shit! Su Yan was shocked. Is this machine a piece of junk? How did it get punched through with a single blow? This is bad news! If the school makes me pay for it... that'd cost me thousands, if not tens of thousands.
Thinking this, Su Yan didn't hesitate to pull his fist out and quickly blended into the crowd, acting as if nothing had happened.
As for the surrounding students, they were utterly staggered.
The scene fell into dead silence. It was almost quiet enough to hear a pin drop.
After about one or two seconds of stunned stillness, a tumultuous roar suddenly broke out from the crowd.
"My god! He actually punched right through the tester with one hit! What kind of monster is this?"
"Incredible, holy shit! Holy shit, incredible! Incredible, incredible!! Really fucking incredible!!!"
"Is this what a big shot looks like? So terrifying! Quick, take a sharp breath to show respect!"
"HISS! HISS! HISS! HISS! HISS!"
As the commotion grew, almost all the students in the training hall crowded around to see what was happening.
It was then that a group of teachers, who were idly chatting outside the training hall, heard the ruckus from within. They all rushed in quickly, worried something serious had happened.
"What are you doing! What's all this gathering about!? Why aren't you training!?" The Disciplinary Director, responsible for supervising the morning exercises, squeezed through the crowd and began shouting at the students. He also instructed other teachers to hurry up and disperse the students to prevent the situation from escalating.
A student who saw the Disciplinary Director hurriedly went to report, "Teacher, someone punched right through the Punch Strength Tester!"
"Punched through your head! What kind of language is that? Do you sound like a well-educated student?" The Disciplinary Director chastised the student, then followed his pointing finger to see the ruined Punch Strength Tester.
The impact pad is punched through?
Staring at the wrecked Punch Strength Tester, the Disciplinary Director was inwardly shocked for a moment. He quickly went forward to examine it and eventually reached a conclusion: the Punch Strength Tester hadn't been destroyed by someone's punch; it was simply a case of aging parts. Therefore, it was easily punched through by a student, and this wasn't surprising or anything to make a fuss about.
As for the possibility of a student being so strong that they punched through a perfectly fine Punch Strength Tester, the Disciplinary Director deemed it impossible. It was a known fact that the Punch Strength Testers installed at Luo City Number One High School each had an impressive upper limit of 3,000kg. If someone could easily destroy it with a punch, their punching power would have to be at least 3,000kg or higher. And any being capable of such punching power would invariably be a high and mighty Rare Being. But how could such a formidable entity exist in the humble Luo City Number One High School?
So, without a doubt, the Punch Strength Tester had simply aged. It wasn't that the person testing it was too incredible and had easily blasted the machine apart with a single punch.
It seems it's time to request funds to update the school's equipment, the Disciplinary Director thought to himself. Then, he pointed to several tall students and said, "You few, if you please, help move this broken Punch Strength Tester to the storage room."
"As for the rest of you, quickly return to your respective formations and continue your morning exercises. It's just an old machine; there's nothing to get excited about."
"Ah! What? So it was just an old machine? Well then, nothing to worry about!"
"Damn, and I thought someone was actually that incredible, able to punch right through a Punch Strength Tester."
"Turns out it was just an old machine. What a waste of excitement. I'm out of here."
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PS: Laying out the bowl, looking for votes!