"This Sun Ping has been in the Three Heavy Practitioners for quite some time, but hes only managed to hit 2,300 jin so far, and hes already seventeen years old. He doesnt pose any threat to me at all." Wang Yanfeng fanned himself, narrowing his eyes as he looked at Sun Ping. In the final assessment, not only were the results of the assessment considered, but also age and innate talent level. The younger the age, the higher the innate talent level, the higher the ranking. Therefore, warriors who met the qualifications would usually participate in the assessment early on, seventeen years old was considered late."

  "Its your turn, young master."

  "Hmm." Wang Yanfeng put away his fan and handed it to his attendant.

  As Wang Yanfeng walked up to the stone tablet, he was soon recognized by someone.

  "King Yanfeng of Yuelu City!"

  With this voice, the eyes of the candidates nearby were all focused on him. Among these candidates, Wang Yanfeng was the most likely to compete for the first place, because he not only had strong strength but also young age, only 15 years old.

  And most importantly, Wang Zhenfeng is naturally talented!

  Wang Yanfeng was a fourth-grade innate talent. In fact, the fourth-grade innate talents were also divided into high and low grades, and Wang Yanfeng was among the top of the fourth grade, which was extremely rare.

  Wang Yanfeng stood in front of the stone tablet, exhaling a mouthful of air that almost formed two long snakes, a sign of having practiced the Triple Refining of Body and Viscera.

  The people around couldnt help but exclaim, "Wow, incredible! Hes only just entered the third stage of Qi Refining and can already breathe like a snake. And hes only fifteen years old, this is defying the heavens!"

  "Uh, during the tempering period, a warriors heart and lungs are protected by their true yuan, so not only is their ability to withstand attacks strong, but they can also unleash powerful martial techniques without being held back by weak internal organs. Moreover, a warrior who has tempered their heart and lungs has robust vitality, dense blood and qi, long and smooth breathing, and muscles that have been nourished by the prolonged irrigation of blood and qi, making them stronger than before. This Wang Yanfeng is already exhaling like a snake, but one cant underestimate him just because hes only just entered the tempering period."

  As they spoke, Wang Yanfeng had already struck out with his fist. A loud "boom" was heard as the force-measuring stone stele shook violently, its light flashing wildly before finally coming to a stop at two feet four inches.

  "Two thousand four hundred catties!"

  Generally, when people first practice Sanzhonglian, they can only achieve a strength of 2,000 jin. However, Wang Yanfeng was able to reach 2,400 jin at the age of 15, which is astonishing.

  But before people could recover from their astonishment, another team on the other side let out a shout of surprise. A robust young man walked down from in front of the stele, having just finished his strike. The light column on the stele stopped at two feet four inches, 2,400 jin!

  Wang Yanfengs record was just born and was immediately broken. Lin Ming looked at the young man who broke Wang Yanfengs record, his heart slightly shocked, this person actually had the same cultivation as himself, also a Body Tempering Second Level!

  Its not surprising that Sanlian exercises can reach 2,000 catties, but its exaggerated to say that Erlang exercises can reach 2,000 catties.

  At this time, Lin Ming discovered that although the boys face still had a hint of childishness, his height was more than half a head taller than the surrounding boys and girls, and his muscles were even more robust than those of an adult.

  Isnt it innate divine power?

  Many people are born with strength several times that of others, and such people are extremely rare. This sturdy youth was obviously one of this type.

  Wang Yanfeng also saw the sturdy young man, he hummed lightly, not taking it seriously. Is that innate divine power? A warriors battle isnt just about looking at strength, and as one delves deeper into martial arts, true yuan will become increasingly important. Warriors with innate divine power arent necessarily much stronger.

  ……

  A little test, and several thousand catty* heavy-duty practitioners of the second peak of Body Tempering appeared.

  The Qixingwu Academy requires applicants to be between the ages of fifteen and eighteen, and its already extremely difficult to reach the peak of Second-Order Body Tempering at this age.

  Occasionally, some older teenagers who practice Sancai can achieve a score of over 2,000 catties, with several even reaching 2,500 catties.

  It was finally Lin Mings turn.

  Lin Ming arrived in front of the Stele of Strength, this assessment was much more severe than he had imagined. Although he was confident that he wouldnt lose to Wang Yanfeng, his innate talent was far inferior to Wang Yanfengs.

  Three products are equal to four products, and in the final scoring, Lin Ming will be at a great disadvantage!

  Every round of assessment must be done with all ones might!

  Lin Ming let out a soft breath, relaxing his body and clearing his mind of all distractions. The Chaotic True Prime Technique circulated silently in his heart, condensing several times more true prime than a martial artist of the same level into the muscles throughout his entire body.

  His strength was like silk, with a perfect balance of hardness and softness. Lin Ming silently recited the power techniques from the "Hunyuan Lianyun Scripture" in his mind. Suddenly, his eyes focused, and his originally relaxed body tensed up like a strong bow, with his legs bursting forth with force, carrying his waist along, as he shot out like a leopard.

  "Boom!"

  A fist struck the center of the stone stele, a beam of light shot up violently, followed by a fierce vibration, and finally stabilized at 2,700 jin.

  Lin Mings strength was 2,600 jin, but if he could bring out his full potential, hitting 2,700 jin wouldnt be unusual.

  "Two thousand seven hundred catties, what a big deal!"

  "Wow, this is a humanoid beast! With a few hundred more pounds, it can catch up with the fourth level of Body Tempering and Easy Tendon!"

  "No way, no way, this guy is just a second-rate cultivator, and yet he has innate divine power?"

  The people around were discussing it, and soon someone recognized Lin Ming. "I know that person, half an hour ago on the official road, he single-handedly used his arm strength to swing a hundred-jin riders gun at a second-level martial artist, like a windmill, without moving at all, like a Golden Arhat, originally born with divine power, no wonder!"

  "But it seems like he was taken away by the authorities, how did he come back?"

  Among the whispers of the crowd, Wang Yanfeng and the robust youth who had just achieved a score of 2,400 jin also turned to look at Lin Ming. The robust youth gave Lin Ming a friendly smile, he hadnt expected to meet a martial artist with innate divine power in this assessment, it was quite a pleasant surprise.

  Wang Yanfeng glanced at Lin Ming and slightly furrowed his brow, truly detestable with his innate divine strength.

  "Feng Ge, where did this kid come from? Hes stolen the spotlight again." A man beside Wang Yanfeng said.

  Wang Yanfeng said, "Its nothing to be proud of, having this achievement in practicing Tierzhong is just a matter of physical talent, and having some brute strength. But when it comes to real fighting, its not just about strength. Although warriors with innate divine power are extremely rare, few of them will achieve great success in the future."

  Wang Yanfeng was proud and arrogant, this time he had already determined that he must take the first place, being continuously surpassed by his peers made him extremely unhappy.

  "Feng Ge is right, the later cultivation is more about true yuan. The advantage brought by brute force is only useful at the beginning, and this kid can only be proud for a few years." Wang Yanfengs follower echoed in a timely manner.

  After Lin Ming, it was Lin Xiaodongs turn. Looking at the force-measuring stone stele, Lin Xiaodong twisted his neck and waist in front of the stele, exercising for half a day, until the examiner was getting impatient, Lin Xiaodong let out a strange cry and punched the stele with one fist.

  A dull thud. The light pillar on the stone monument shook a few times and then stopped moving.

  The examiner frowned and looked at Lin Xiaodong, "Seven hundred and fifty catties, with two more chances."

  The result is really a bit bad, generally warriors with less than 900 pounds of strength will not come to sign up, no one wants to lose face in public, but Lin Xiaodong obviously has a good attitude, and is not affected by the contemptuous glances cast at him, again he twists his neck and waist, "Peng!" Seven hundred pounds.

  The third time, 750 kilograms!

  Lin Xiaopang undoubtedly failed magnificently.

  But Xiao Pangs mentality is good, anyway hes only fifteen years old, his dad set a goal for him to enter the Seven Xuanwu Prefecture before the age of eighteen, Lin Xiaodong didnt even think about breaking through the Condensed Pulse stage, his only ideal was to keep the familys direct lineage title.

  "Didnt you take that Yu Jin Lu Tai Wan I gave you?" Lin Ming asked after Lin Xiao Dong stepped down.

  "Ive eaten it, otherwise I would have hit over 600 pounds." Lin Xiaodong shrugged innocently, and Lin Ming was speechless.

  But thinking about it, its normal. Before he practiced the "Hunyuan Fists", his best score was only 850 pounds, and his hard training couldnt be compared to Lin Xiaodongs. At that time, Lin Xiaodong was already good if he could hit out 600 pounds.

  Three innate talents, not born into a noble family, its really too difficult to enter the Seventh Xuanwu Academy at the age of fifteen, even passing the first round of assessment is very hard.

  The strength test lasted for a whole morning before it ended. After a brief rest at noon, the assessment continued in the afternoon.

  Because there was little time for rest, Lin Ming simply ate a bit and sat for a moment before hurrying to the square.

  The second test is the Illusory Realm! It tests ones martial heart.

  Martial arts is a path, it requires not only talent, financial support, but also a martial heart.