For the next period of time, Yang Wu didn't go to the bar to work.
Of course, Yang Wu also didn't accept Wang Zijin's offer to continue paying his salary. After three years, Yang Wu still had some savings.
Apart from having dinner with Luo Feng once, Yang Wu lived a very simple life, going to the Extreme Martial Arts Academy to train during the day and returning home to rest at night.
Time quickly passed to July 1st.
Early that morning, Yang Wu met up with Luo Feng, and the two went together to the Extreme Martial Arts Academy headquarters in Yangzhou City—the Extreme Club.
"Yang Wu, you're here again, kid. What, are you confident you can pass the preliminary martial artist assessment this time?"
An elderly man with gray hair came out of the lounge at the entrance of the residential area, holding a handheld computer in his hand, and smiled at Yang Wu.
"Old Wang!" Seeing the old man come out, Yang Wu handed over his ID card and advanced student certificate, greeting him.
"And who is this young man?" The old man surnamed Wang looked at Luo Feng and asked with surprise.
"Old Wang, my brother here is also here to take the preliminary martial artist assessment. He just graduated from high school. What do you think? Such a genius is rare, isn't he?"
After saying that, Yang Wu said to Luo Feng, "Feng, take out your ID and advanced student certificate. We need to check them before you can go in!"
Luo Feng quickly took out his certificate and handed it to Yang Wu.
The old man surnamed Wang took the certificate from Yang Wu again and swiped it across the handheld computer.
"Yang Wu, you need to work harder, kid. If you don't pass this time, you'll have to wait until February next year to participate in the practical assessment!" The old man kindly reminded him.
"Thank you for the reminder, Old Wang. I've improved quite a bit this time, and I should be able to pass!" Yang Wu said with a smile.
"Alright, you can go in now!" The old man surnamed Wang waved his hand, and the electric gate of the community opened automatically.
Yang Wu had been to the assessment place several times before, so he quickly led Luo Feng to the lobby of the clubhouse.
"Yang Wu, you're here too!" Seeing Yang Wu and Luo Feng enter the lobby, a burly man with a thick beard sitting on the sofa stood up with a smile.
"You're here too?" Yang Wu led Luo Feng over and shook hands firmly with him.
Then, Yang Wu pointed to Luo Feng and introduced him to the burly man with the thick beard, "Luo Feng, my good brother, is now even stronger than me!"
Yang Wu and Luo Feng had already sparred before, and as expected, Luo Feng's strength had surpassed Yang Wu's after his coma following the college entrance exam.
Yang Wu then said to Luo Feng, "Luo Feng, this is Tong Guan, a former soldier, quite strong!"
"Brother Tong!" Luo Feng nodded.
He remembered that in the original story, Yang Wu and Tong Guan had a minor argument during the preliminary martial arts assessment.
However, after Yang Wu transmigrated, his personality had changed considerably, and he had become friends with Tong Guan.
As time passed, more and more people filled the lobby.
When the preliminary martial arts assessment was about to begin at ten o'clock, eight advanced students had already gathered in the lobby to participate.
Led by a middle-aged man in loose training clothes, Yang Wu and his group of eight took the elevator to the sixth floor.
The sixth floor was a huge training hall, where more than a dozen martial artists were chatting. One of them was Jiang Nian, the instructor from Yi'an District.
Jiang Nian and the others crowded around a middle-aged man with long, flowing hair. Yang Wu knew that this was Wu Tong, the owner of the Extreme Martial Arts Club and the head instructor of the Extreme Martial Arts Club in Yangzhou City.
"Alright, everyone's here. Let's start the test!" Wu Tong instructed.
The middle-aged man, dressed in loose training clothes, collected Yang Wu and the others' identification documents and handed them to Wu Tong. "Boss, there are eight people today!"
"Quite a few. I wonder how many will pass?"
Wu Tong chuckled, then took out an ID card and casually swiped it across the already activated machine.
*Beep!*
A large amount of personal information immediately appeared on the machine.
"Now we'll proceed with the first test, the punching power test!" Wu Tong said calmly. "I believe you've all familiarized yourselves with the process beforehand, so I won't go into too much detail. First up, Tong Guan."
"Here!"
The burly man with the thick beard, Tong Guan, quickly stepped forward, stood in front of the punching power testing machine, and threw a powerful punch.
The screen of the punching power testing machine immediately displayed the number—'986kg'.
"Pass, next, Luo Feng," Chief Instructor Wu Tong continued.
"Pass, next, Bai Yang."
...
"Last one, Yang Wu."
After calling out, Wu Tong added with a smile, "Yang Wu, you should be confident of passing the test this time!"
Wu Tong had a good impression of the young man who had brought him tea a few times.
Actually, as a warrior of the general level, Wu Tong wasn't short of money to buy tea; what he valued more was Yang Wu's sincerity.
"Chief Instructor, I'm actually quite confident this time," Yang Wu said modestly.
In the original story, Yang Wu had already passed the test at this point, so there was no reason why he shouldn't.
"Alright, let's begin the test!" Wu Tong didn't say anything more.
Yang Wu stood in front of the punching power testing machine, his waist suddenly exerting force, and then his right fist lashed out, hitting the bullseye.
The display immediately showed Yang Wu's score—'1094kg'.
"Pass!" Wu Tong smiled, "Next is the speed test, Yang Wu, you'd better try harder."
Yang Wu had already taken the test, so Wu Tong knew very well that Yang Wu was lacking in speed.
One person had failed the punching power test, so only seven people remained for the speed test.
And Yang Wu happened to be the first one in line.
Boom!
Yang Wu slammed his foot on the ground, unleashing his full speed. After accelerating, he sprinted across the speed test area at an incredible speed.
"Haha, Yang Wu, looks like you've improved quite a bit lately!"
Jiang Nian, the instructor from Yi'an District, laughed heartily upon seeing Yang Wu's result.
Yangzhou City has 12 districts, and there are 12 instructors like him at the Extreme Martial Arts Academy. Now that Yang Wu has passed the speed test, becoming a martial artist is a certainty.
It's worth noting that for every martial artist who appears in his assigned district, he receives a certain amount of martial arts academy contribution points.
If he adds Luo Feng, who just passed the punching power test, their Yi'an District might produce two new martial artists this time, which naturally makes him happy.
Yang Wu looked back at the display screen—'26.2 m/s'.
"Finally, a little better than in the original story!" Yang Wu breathed a sigh of relief.
In his memory, the original Yang Wu barely passed the speed test.
Three years after transmigrating, Yang Wu had been diligently cultivating, but he discovered that his strength growth was no different from that of the Yang Wu in the original story.
How could Yang Wu, a transmigrator, bear this?
Now, he had finally surpassed the limit by a little.
Next, two more people were eliminated in the speed test, leaving only five for the final neural reaction
speed test. The first to take the neural reaction speed test was the burly man with a thick beard, Tong Guan, but unfortunately, he failed.
Seeing Tong Guan's disappointment, Yang Wu went over to comfort him, "Old Tong, you've improved a lot this time. You'll definitely pass next time!"
"You little brat, you're just being sarcastic. You passed the speed test, this neural reaction speed test will be no problem for you," Tong Guan said with a laugh as Yang Wu approached.
"I was just lucky, a few days earlier than you. With your strength, you're not afraid of failing the quasi-martial artist assessment. It's just another try!" Yang Wu continued to comfort him.
"Last one, Yang Wu!"
Just then, the head instructor, Wu Tong's voice rang out.
"I'm going to take the test first!" Yang Wu said, quickly walking towards the neural reaction speed testing machine.
"Go for it!" Tong Guan shouted.
"Brother Yang, go for it!" Luo Feng, who had already passed the test, also shouted.
Yang Wu gestured to the two men and strode into the red circle.
One minute later.
"60 seconds, hit 26 times, did not touch the red light, pass, you've passed!" Chief Instructor Wu Tong announced.
After announcing the results, Wu Tong smiled: "Not bad, Yang Wu, congratulations, you've finally become a quasi-martial artist!"
"Thank you, Chief Instructor!"
Yang Wu's expression was excited upon hearing that he had passed the test, but his words sounded somewhat perfunctory.
Wu Tong assumed it was because Yang Wu had just passed the test and didn't pay much attention.
But what no one knew was that Yang Wu's excitement had another reason.
Because the cheat code he thought would never appear had finally appeared!
"The Time Simulator has finished loading, activate?"
A mechanical voice quietly sounded in Yang Wu's mind.