After Wang Teng collected a few attribute bubbles, seeing that the students wouldn't drop any more for a while, he ran to a corner.
Several testing machines were placed there.
Dynamometers, speedometers, and physical fitness testers, among others.
These were machines used to assess a martial artist's physical fitness, and they were relatively standard, with minimal error.
Wang Teng first approached the dynamometer.
He had already mastered the basic boxing techniques, which was equivalent to mastering the most basic force-generating techniques.
It would take others at least a month, even a genius about ten days, but Wang Teng did it in just one night.
The distance was just a few attribute bubbles!
The closest distance in the world, no one dared to even think about it.
Wang Teng slowly stood still, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and relaxed completely.
He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze fixed, and like a predator, he suddenly leaped up, his legs firmly gripping the ground, his hips shifting slightly, his spine tensing like a bowstring, and punched out.
"Bang!"
Wang Teng's fist slammed directly into the dynamometer.
The numbers on the dynamometer screen jumped wildly, finally freezing at a single value—143 kg!
Last night, when he got home, his strength attribute was 135. He had just gained 8 more points, bringing the total to 143, which corresponds to exactly 143 kg.
This strength is close to the limit of an average person!
Note, it's extreme strength!
A person pushed into a desperate situation might be able to exert strength beyond their physical limits, but for an average person, it's difficult! Extremely difficult!
Thinking about it now, his strength attribute was 50 at the beginning, roughly equivalent to an average person's strength!
Luckily, I'm not a rookie!
Wang Teng consoled himself with this, then turned on the treadmill and stepped on it.
The treadmill is like a treadmill. As the tester runs, the wheels underneath rotate, measuring speed.
Wang Teng started running slowly, then gradually accelerated until he reached his peak.
The treadmill displayed the tester's fastest speed.
After Wang Teng felt he had reached his fastest speed, he slowly stopped and stepped off the speedometer.
He glanced at the number displayed on the speedometer: "12.7 m/s!"
Clearly, speed and attributes aren't equivalent. As for how to convert the two, Wang Teng didn't seem to care.
It was just a different number.
Wang Teng was a little surprised by the speed he had just measured.
Isn't this already on par with the world champion in the 100-meter race in his previous life? Even martial artists have such terrifying physiques, let alone warriors.
"Let's take a look at your physique."
The physique tester stood upright in the corner, like a hibernation pod from a sci-fi movie.
Wang Teng stepped inside and pressed the start button. A beam of light scanned his body from head to toe several times!
The physique test involved comprehensive analysis of blood, muscle, bone, meridians, and other factors. It was extremely complex and could only be performed with high technology.
"Ding, scan completed. Student Wang Teng, Constitution 47!"
A graceful female voice emanated from the physical fitness tester.
"Wow, it even has a voice announcement function."
While admiring the superiority of the physical fitness tester over the dynamometer and speedometer, Wang Teng couldn't help but ponder:
"Constitution 47, it corresponds to the physical attributes. It seems only the speed is different."
He glanced at the "Martial Apprentice Level Classification Chart" posted on the wall nearby.
The standards for low-level martial artists are strength of 100 kg to 300 kg, speed of 100 meters in nine to seven seconds, or 11.11 m/s to 14.28 m/s, and constitution of 30 to 50.
Clearly, Wang Teng was already a low-level martial artist!
He was quite satisfied with the result.
Would he still want to be satisfied?
After all, going from an ordinary person to a low-level martial artist had saved him countless hours compared to others.
A life of contentment...
"Today I'll strive to reach the intermediate level of martial artist!" Wang Teng was so excited that he decided not to go anywhere else, spending the entire day in the training hall.
The other students were busy training on their own, paying no attention to Wang Teng's test results.
After all, they had only just met today and didn't have much of a relationship. It would be rude to presume to pry into someone else's strength.
Just as Wang Teng was about to test, several attribute bubbles fell from the students' feet.
Wang Teng's eyes lit up, and he casually walked past them, quietly picking them up.
[Basic Sword Skill*3]
[Strength*5]
[Comprehension*0.6]
[Speed*2]
...
"Not bad, not bad. You're actually quite comprehension-minded, and you've mastered the basic sword skills quite a bit!" Wang Teng was secretly delighted.
At this point, there were still too few people around, and Wang Teng didn't want to stand out too much and draw attention. He walked into the weapons room and glanced around.
The weapons cabinet held numerous weapons, including swords, knives, spears, halberds, staffs, hammers, and more.
Within the same broad category, there were many subcategories. For example, swords come in longswords, shortswords, flexible swords, and two-handed swords.
It could be said that the weapons here were incredibly diverse, encompassing everything.
Even if a student's weapon training was somewhat unconventional, they could find the weapon they needed in this weapons room.
Wang Teng stood before the sword cabinet and took down a black iron sword from the "Shadow Series."
With the rise of martial arts, the weapons industry naturally flourished. After all, weapons were incredibly important to warriors.
A warrior armed with a sharp weapon held a significant advantage over one without.
However, the weapons provided to the apprentices were replicas, made of ordinary materials and lacking runes.
This "Shadow Series" black iron sword was pitch black, its style and weight identical to the original, but it lacked the mysterious runes.
A true comparison is in order.
This sword cost only a few hundred yuan, while the genuine product would cost hundreds of thousands. The difference is simply immense.
Wang Teng shook the black iron sword in his hand; the weight was just right.
Men all have a preference and a yearning for various weapons.
Many even dream of roaming the world with a sword!
In his previous life, a technological society existed, martial arts didn't exist, and Wang Teng had no chance to learn about them.
Now, looking at the longsword in his hand, he felt a sense of excitement.
He had previously acquired the [Basic Swordsmanship] attribute, and had some understanding of the basics. Since no one else had come to train yet and there were no bubbles to pick up, he decided to go out and practice, to test the power of this basic swordsmanship.
He left the weapons room, found an empty spot, and began practicing according to the new sword techniques he had memorized.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The longsword swung, making a subtle sound that cut through the air.
If this struck a human, it would either kill or injure them.
Among the students, the young man who had provided Wang Teng with the [Basic Swordsmanship] attribute was also practicing swordsmanship. Seeing Wang Teng come out with a long sword, he was a little surprised.
He slowly withdrew his skills and watched Wang Teng's practice from a distance.
"So he's just a beginner!"
But after a few glances, he shook his head and stopped paying attention.
"Why doesn't it feel too difficult? I've become much more proficient after just two practices."
"My comprehension is only 19.3, not very high!"
Wang Teng paused, wondering.
He hadn't realized that his comprehension of 19.3 was far beyond the average person, so practicing the basics wouldn't be difficult.
But learning Force combat techniques wouldn't be so easy!
Force combat techniques involve the use of the Force, which is inherently complex and profound. Without sufficient comprehension, practicing would be extremely difficult.
This shows that practicing martial arts truly values talent. Those who become martial artists are undoubtedly geniuses!