The previous testers' highest scores of eighty or ninety layers seemed utterly pathetic before the terrifying figure of one hundred and eighty-eight.
This was no longer just a lead, but a display of almost crushing superiority.
'His physical body's level is probably infinitely close to the threshold of a Super Martial Artist, and his momentum has also reached its peak.'
Li Wen instantly assessed Ron Zaka's true strength.
The level of power contained in that spear thrust far surpassed the limits of an ordinary High-level Martial Artist.
Ron Zaka seemed to turn a deaf ear to the tide of gasps rising behind him, simply standing his ground.
He gazed at the path that had pierced one hundred and eighty-eight golden walls, his face showing no surprise—only a matter-of-fact calm and a hint of satisfaction deep within his eyes.
He casually propped the black spear on the ground, as if he had just completed some trivial, insignificant task.
The testing continued.
