Actually, five hundred would have been enough.
East Sea Academy's purchase of a device that could measure up to a thousand was already out of caution, imagining a student might exceed five hundred points.
But they never expected that one day, there would be a literal monster who exceeds a thousand.
"Click—"
With a soft click, the screen suddenly went black, completely cutting out the moment the value froze at "999."
Wu Zhangkong stared at the crashed device, taking a few seconds to regain his composure. His voice carried a trace of imperceptible dryness: "The upper limit of this device is one thousand points."
He looked up at Arthur, his tone somewhat complex. He thought he had already held Arthur in high regard, but it turned out he had still underestimated him: "Your Spiritual Power... has exceeded the measuring range of this testing device."
Gu Yue's eyes flickered strangely. She had long known Arthur's talent was unprecedented among humans, but she hadn't expected his Spiritual Power to be this high.
Perhaps before the Silver Dragon King, this bit of Spiritual Power was like a mayfly looking at the clear sky.
But for Gu Yue, who was starting from zero after her cultivation restart, she could feel more clearly how terrifying this talent was.
It was potential capable of replacing the very heavens.
Arthur looked at the blacked-out device, thought for a moment, and said to Wu Zhangkong, "My Spiritual Power should be at the Middle Stage of the Spirit Sea Realm."
"It was originally at the Early Stage, but it broke through to the Middle Stage a few months ago because of Gu Yue."
When these words reached the ears of the others, Xie Xie and the rest blinked without much reaction after snapping out of it. They didn't know the odds of reaching the Middle Stage of the Spirit Sea Realm.
Wu Zhangkong, however, knew that the Middle Stage of the Spirit Sea Realm far exceeded a thousand points of Spiritual Power. Even he was only at that level.
He took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and put away the recording form: "The Spiritual Power test ends here. Arthur's data will be recorded as 'exceeding measurement range.' Next, we will conduct the strength test. Everyone, gather in the next room."
But the subsequent strength test saw another unexpected turn of events.
This time, Zhang Yangzi was the lowest, with only a few dozen kilograms of strength.
Xie Xie was at over a hundred kilograms.
Gu Yue was at over three hundred kilograms.
Next was Wang Jinxi's turn.
"Wang Jinxi!"
Hearing his name, the tall and thin Wang Jinxi walked to the strength testing device and took a deep breath. The previous Spiritual Power test had made him lose face completely; this time, it was strength, his specialty—it was his turn to shine.
"Bang!" The left-hand test ended, and the screen displayed "423 kilograms."
"Bang!" His right hand struck, and the value jumped to "468 kilograms."
The combined strength of both arms was nearly a thousand kilograms, enough to rival a pure strength-system Spirit Master. Wang Jinxi was very satisfied with this result; after all, the Grade Promotion Tournament had just ended, and his arms still had unrecovered injuries.
This result was quite satisfactory. Zhang Yangzi couldn't help but shout out, venting the frustration in his heart from moments ago.
"Tang Wulin."
Wu Zhangkong's voice rang out. The order of the strength test was arranged from lowest to highest in his mind.
Tang Wulin walked to the device, his eyes instantly brightening. After absorbing the energy from the first layer of the Golden Dragon King's Seal, he clearly felt that his strength had increased by more than just a notch.
Clenching his fists, the bones throughout his body made a slight cracking sound, and a faint aura of the Golden Dragon King spread out.
Na'er's expression changed slightly.
Tang Wulin's left hand struck first.
"Boom!"
The screen jumped to "1,156 kilograms."
His right hand followed immediately after.
"Boom!"
The value soared to "1,348 kilograms."
Amidst the booming sound, the previously self-satisfied Wang Jinxi was stunned. He knew Tang Wulin's strength was great, but he hadn't expected the gap between them to be so vast.
"What about those scales of yours? Add them and try again," Wu Zhangkong said expressionlessly.
Tang Wulin raised his right arm, and pale golden scales instantly covered it. The dense aura of the Golden Dragon King made Wang Jinxi instinctively retreat. His Martial Soul actually felt a trembling sensation of submission.
Afterward, Tang Wulin used his Dragon Claw, striking with nearly four thousand jin of force.
Gu Yue's expression remained calm, having long expected this.
Na'er's eyes flickered. The power of the Golden Dragon was boiling.
It really is the Golden Dragon King... "Next, Na'er."
Without any preparatory movements, Na'er walked slowly to the device, slightly raised her arm, and threw a plain, unremarkable punch.
"Boom—!"
A boom louder than before exploded, and the device actually blew up!
Green smoke billowed as fragments of parts scattered on the ground.
There's another expert?!
Now, let alone Wang Jinxi.
Xie Xie was almost going crazy. agility-attack system Soul Masters focused on high attack and low defense. He feared this kind of opponent who could kill him with a single punch the most.
A terrified Xie Xie kept looking at the parts scattered all over the floor. If he were the one taking that punch, wouldn't he also end up in pieces everywhere!
Wu Zhangkong looked at the mess on the ground and was silent for a few seconds. The testing limit of this device was ten thousand jin of force. Clearly, Na'er far exceeded this value.
He turned to look at Na'er, his voice carrying a hint of helplessness: "How much... strength did you use?"
"Not much, I just threw a casual punch."
At this moment, Tang Wulin was just a "little brother" in front of Na'er. He had only absorbed the first layer of the Golden Dragon King's Seal.
But Na'er possessed the complete Golden Dragon Spirit. Not to mention, her Martial Soul was different from others.
Compared to other Golden Dragon Spirit possessors in history, Na'er's Martial Soul was no different from a true Golden Dragon. It was the power intercepted by Gu Yue when she escaped from the God Realm, taken from the residual divine force of the Dragon God that had just split in two.
After finishing the test.
No longer clinging to Arthur, Na'er quietly walked to Gu Yue's side. The two of them exchanged a knowing glance and then looked away.
"Arthur..." Glancing at the exploded device, Wu Zhangkong shook his head. "Forget it, you don't need to be tested. Let's call it a day."
Having sparred almost every day, there was no need for a test; Wu Zhangkong knew very well how much strength Arthur possessed.
He left in a hurry, planning to go back and do some research. There were too many monsters in this Class Zero. He had to study carefully how to teach them.
He might not be able to teach much, but he absolutely couldn't lead them astray.
Even at Shrek, he had never seen such talented people.
If Shrek had these few back then, then what kind of Genius would he, Wu Zhangkong, be? He wouldn't even rank.
Thinking of this, no matter how cold Wu Zhangkong was, he couldn't help but feel a moment of silence for the geniuses of this generation.
Class was over, but unlike usual, there were no cheers. Xie Xie, Wang Jinxi, and the others left with low Martial Souls.
Actually, even if they were easily defeated, it wouldn't have mattered much.
But this kind of pure numerical suppression was the true despair.
Pure numbers slapped the gap between them plainly across their faces.
The scene Arthur had anticipated, where Na'er would immediately rush up to find him to play after class, did not happen.
Watching Na'er leave together with Gu Yue, the two of them showed none of their previous antagonism and were incredibly harmonious.
After thinking for a moment, Arthur stopped trying to figure it out. He didn't care much for things like emotions.
No initiative, no rejection.
If Na'er took the initiative to cling to him, he would silently accept it; if she didn't, he wouldn't overthink it.
Never self-consuming... At night, Na'er walked through the pitch-black corridor and finally entered Gu Yue's room.
As soon as she entered, she saw Gu Yue practicing putting on makeup in front of the dressing table.
Na'er frowned slightly, not asking why she was practicing that, but instead saying, "When do we take action?"
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