This shows how outrageous the speed of progress before sinking was, even faster than before the breakthrough.
Of course, the above are just indicators for ordinary martial artists. Chen Qian, who has opened ten acupoints, cannot be judged according to the usual theory.
Judging from the quality of his vital energy, Shen Qian is still in the early stage of the first level of the initial martial artist. According to Shen Qian's own calculations, he would gain about 600 to 700 kg of strength when he advances from the first level to the second level.
It's not ten times that of an ordinary martial artist, as previously speculated. There might be some attrition mechanism at play, but it's still an extremely exaggerated figure.
Although the increase in strength becomes smaller as you progress, given the sheer size of the initial group...
It's not a dream for a beginner martial artist to be able to compete with a master martial artist at the ninth level.
As for speed, there's not much to say. Two seconds is a threshold, seemingly limited by some rule of the universe. Even gods and immortals can't overcome it; one can only cross this threshold by accumulating strength and then unleashing it.
After regaining some energy, Chen Qian pressed the service bell and habitually called for a young lady.
...
Half an hour later.
After the young lady in the cheongsam who was helping him relax swayed her waist and carried the box out, Shen Qian was a little dazed.
He didn't finish the massage.
I felt uncomfortable all over halfway through, so I ended it early.
The young lady's technique was perfect, her looks were perfect, and the cheongsam was still the same cheongsam...
But something just doesn't feel right.
...
It rained lightly on June 16, but the sky cleared up again on June 17.
The powerful figure who developed the weather system and was granted the title of king made an immeasurable contribution to improving the quality of human life after the catastrophe.
No wonder the other party was able to be directly made a king with his unparalleled talent.
Shen Qian stayed at the martial arts hall until morning. Considering the unknown situation today, and in order to maintain his best condition, Shen Qian did not continue training last night.
After finishing breakfast, Shen Qian glanced at the bracelet with some curiosity.
The bracelet didn't register anything all morning.
This is very strange.
The strange thing was that the students who should have finished their exams in the morning session were unusually quiet.
The exams for the past three days were all in the second session, and usually someone would leak some information about the exams in the group chat. It's not reasonable that even Gu Zifang and Ouyang Fei didn't contact him.
In order to "seize the initiative" before the sinking, the two have always been very proactive in revealing the questions.
When Shen Qian arrived at the provincial gymnasium examination venue by bus, he keenly noticed that apart from the candidates waiting for the exam, the surroundings were unusually deserted.
Where are the people who finished their exams this morning?
With this question in mind, Shen Qian thought for a moment and then asked a girl from Jingcheng.
Although Shen Qian has been in the spotlight recently and his reputation among the people of Jingcheng is not very good, at least the girl still seemed a little flattered by Shen Qian's face-to-face conversation.
"Ah, Shenqian, didn't you know?"
The girl asked curiously, "The people who took the exam this morning haven't finished yet!"
"You haven't finished the exam?" Shen Qian asked in surprise.
"Yeah, we don't know what's going on either. My two best friends went into the exam room at 10 o'clock and haven't come out since. The teachers don't know why either..."
After hearing the girl's explanation, Shen Qian was secretly surprised.
What exactly is this practical test question? Why hasn't anyone come up with a solution yet?
"Vehicles, please make way, students!"
Just then, a horn sounded from behind. Chen Qian turned around and saw a line of military trucks slowly driving into the stadium.
"A dozen or so military trucks, what are they carrying?"
As Chen Qian watched this scene, he instinctively felt that the contents of the truck were related to this practical exam.
Forget it, there's no point in thinking about it anymore. Anyway, all the doubts will be resolved in a little while. Chen Qian simply closed his eyes and rested.
At two o'clock sharp, the exam bell rang, and Shen Qian was waiting in line.
When the staff called Shen Qian's name, Shen Qian and the previous nineteen people formed a group of twenty and were led to a room.
Shen Qian looked around in confusion. This room didn't look like a formal examination room at all. The paint on the walls made it look more like a warehouse, and there were even traces of heavy objects being dragged on the floor.
Meanwhile, in the center of the room, there was a pile of instruments covered by black cloth. They were all quite large, and the black cloth bore the sword and fire insignia of the Chinese military.
Once all the students had arrived, the staff waiting inside the room lifted the black cloth covering the room, revealing rows of familiar-looking machines encased in metal shells.
Martial arts simulator?
Shen Qian was taken aback. So, these were the simulators that the military had brought in?
But the provincial gymnasium clearly has a simulator...
No, when Shen Qian glanced around the room and saw that there were a full twenty simulators, exactly the same number of examinees in the room, he couldn't help but gasp.
Is this a trend where everyone has a simulator?
It should be noted that the simulators standing in the room at this moment are standard versions. Although they are not as expensive as the professional simulators used for physical fitness tests, they are the same model as the one in the No. 7 Middle School Gymnasium.
Each one costs over a million!
Only public middle schools and some martial arts gyms in Jingcheng are equipped with this level of simulator. In other words, the total number of standard martial arts simulators in Jingcheng, plus a very small number of private ones, will never exceed one hundred.
There were twenty of them in this room.
There were more than 500 students taking the exam at the provincial gymnasium that afternoon. If each student had a computer, that would be 500 computers.
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