Swallowed Star
8 Two Fighters

"557 points? The dividing line is 561 points?" Luo Feng took a deep breath.

Only four points! Just because of these four points, I lost the chance to enter the military academy.

I can't believe twelve years of learning led to this.

"If I can't go to the military academy, let it be. There was no big deal" Luo Feng focused his gaze and formed his right hand into a blade shape. He then made a horizontal cut into the space in front of him. Due to the speed of the hand, the air vibrated violently and vibrated. "Thanks to the coma this time, my strength has increased tremendously!"

"Maybe my current body fitness has reached the level needed to become a fighter. I might be able to pass the Combat Candidate exam"

"That wouldn't be a problem even if I were to deviate a little. If I only train seriously and bitterly for a month or two, I should be able to pass the Prospective Fighter exam"

Luo Feng's adaptability was extremely high. His test scores did not reach the dividing line, which surprised him. However, the 'coma' added to his strength, which made him regain confidence.

After all, the position of a military academy graduate was far from a fighter.

[KA] Luo Feng opened the door and entered the living room.

In the living room, Luo Hong Guo, Gong Xin Lan, and Luo Hua turned their heads. The three of them were concerned. Gong Xin Lan even stood up and walked towards Luo Feng: "Feng, we can't blame you for your score. We can only blame your illness. Huh, how could this disease start acting up now, has not had an effect for many years"

"Sister, you're not surprised, are you?" Luo Hua sat on her wheelchair, deliberately making fun of her.

When Luo Feng was inside his room checking his grades, the other family members used Luo Hua's laptop to check Luo Feng's results and learn the difference of four points. Although they were a little disappointed, they were more worried about Luo Feng himself.

Luo Feng laughed: "Of course I'm not surprised. Father, mother, don't blame this disease. In fact, should we thank you?"

"Thank you?"

"Thank you?"

"Thank you?"

Luo Hong Guo, Gong Xin Lan, and Luo Hua were all shocked. The high school exam is one of the most important events in a person's life. Now that Luo Feng's exam was marred by the illness, how could anyone thank him?

"Dad, Mother, Hua" Luo Feng smiled slightly, "When I was a child, I went into a coma twice and fainted. Actually, after I woke up from that coma, I felt that my strength was increasing and was able to run faster. This time it was the same! I felt that my fitness level was much higher than before, and I estimated that I could pass the Candidate Fighter examination"

"What?" Luo Hong Guo, Gong Xin Lan, and Luo Hua exchanged glances.

"Sister, are you serious?" Luo Hua could not help herself.

"Of course I am" Luo Feng smiled slightly, "After I pass the Combatant Candidate examination, I will be able to register for the Combat Master examination. I am confident in my combat skills. I might even be able to achieve the rank of a fighter this year!"

Luo Hong Guo, Gong Xin Lan, and Luo Hua were shocked by this news.

A fighter!

What does that mean? It represents the most powerful group of mankind, it represents privilege and privilege! That represents a lot of money! It represents those at the top of the social hierarchy! And once you become a warrior, it will bring many benefits to your family; it is much better than being an elite student in the military academy.

"A warrior will come from our family?" Luo Hua could not help but shout, "Haha, Big Brother, you are great!"

"Feng, nice!" Luo Hong Guo also excitedly patted Luo Feng on the shoulder, "Being a fighter is great. Compared to a fighter, what good is a military academy graduate?"

Until now, all the warriors on earth were praised and exalted in society.

Seeing how her parents and brother were so happy, Luo Feng laughed, "Dad, Mother, we can't be too happy before I actually pass the exam"

"An 18-year-old fighter?" Luo Hua could not help but shout excitedly, "If my brother really becomes an 18-year-old fighter, then that too, too....... THAT'S AWESOME!!!"

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The day after that, at 5am, the sky was clear.

Luo Feng had just left the house and headed towards the Dojo of Limits.

"There's hardly anyone here at the moment" Luo Feng entered the dojo and discovered that the entire courtyard and the dojo street only had around 100 people. There are about 30 to 40 thousand members in total. "The structure of the dojo only teaches at night, so night is when there are many people"

Luo Feng headed towards the elite member building on the street.

[RUMBLE~~~] Low sound waves carried.

"Hm?"

Luo Feng subconsciously turned his head and looked at the elegant white race car. As he slowly entered the dojo, Luo Feng looked carefully and could not help but breath: "Anton Martin race car? And that's even the latest and most expensive with flying ability: thr-191?"

"That's Aston Martin"

"Even 191, this one can fly" Inside the dojo, the few scattered students were all lured into this area, "This one car costs 36 million"

Right at this moment, the race car stopped in front of the gate of the elite member building. The door opened and a short red-haired man (clearly dyed) wearing a loose-fitting dojo practice uniform walked out. His eyes randomly scanned the surroundings. He looked past the ordinary dojo students but paused for a moment at Luo Feng. However, without saying anything, he entered the building.

"It's a fighter" Luo Feng's eyes flashed.

Luo Feng could feel the pressure from the fighter's gaze. This was a gaze that had a steel will and had experienced many fights to the death.

Right at this moment, the race car stopped in front of the gate of the elite member building. The door opened and a short red-haired man (clearly dyed) wearing a loose-fitting dojo practice uniform walked out. His eyes randomly scanned the surroundings. He looked past the ordinary dojo students but paused for a moment at Luo Feng. However, without saying anything, he entered the building.

"It's a fighter" Luo Feng's eyes flashed.

Luo Feng could feel the pressure from the fighter's gaze. This was a gaze that had a steel will and had experienced many fights to the death.

It's only about 5 in the morning. Even at night, usually no more than 20 people.

"I want to see how much my strength has increased" Luo Feng walked over and connected the fist strength testing machine. After turning it on, he turned on a distant speed tester machine.

Stand in front of the punching strength testing machine.

"Start!"

Luo Feng took a deep breath. He used his waist as the center that released his strength. It pierced through his body like a huge python and created an explosive force through his arm. His fist was like a bolt of lightning and suddenly a [PENG] sound was heard in that machine.

[DI, DI, DI] The fist force testing machine issued three sounds in sequence.

Luo Feng's eyes flashed. Usually, the machine does not make this sound. The only time he let out this sound was in one situation -- his fist strength had already surpassed 1000kg��

"Hm?" Luo feng staring at the screen machine-'1089kg'��

"So high?"

Luo Feng was overjoyed. The boxing strength required for a fighter is 900 kg. His previous boxing strength was 809 kg. And now it's up to 1089 kg, suddenly it's up 280 kg. Much more than enough to pass.

"Ha ha"

Luo Feng excitedly punched out like lightning, shaking his entire body left and right. That

[PENG PENG] sounded on. As if winking an eye, Luo Feng had already punched out about 20 times. And the machine display shows a bunch of rolling numbers.-'956kg��989kg��923kg�965kg......'��

"Now I will test my speed" Luo Feng headed to the track, "As long as my speed passes, along with my natural reaction speed that is already qualified for fighters, then I can definitely pass the fighter candidate examination!"

Luo Feng adjusted his breathing.

[SOUNDING VOICE]

His body was like a cannonball, flying across the trajectory.

......

The fourth floor of the elite member building. A red-haired man was talking and walking side by side with a bald middle-aged man wearing a black shirt.

"Yan Luo, how long has it been since our last meeting" The middle-aged man slightly smiled, "Maybe it's almost three years. The immature boy from long ago became this famous. I heard this time you made almost a hundred million. Hoho . When I look at you, I feel like I'm old"

"That's all luck" The red-haired man laughed, "Sister Jiang, back then ....."

[AT, IN, IN]

A weak voice came from the lower floor, which shocked and shocked the two men.

"Fist strength testing machine below for beginners. After 1000 kg was reached, it made this sound" The bald middle-aged man said in surprise, "Even one is training here at 5 am. Since it was over 1000 kg, could it be that Yang Wu?"

"Don't we know if we're down to look?"

[HU! HU!]

One black shirt and one white shirt. These two people were like ghosts flying down the stairs. In the blink of an eye, they went from the fourth floor to the entrance of the third floor training hall.

Wearing a black shirt, a bald middle-aged man and wearing a white shirt, the red-haired man looked inside the training room. At this moment, Luo Feng was standing in front of the trajectory and immediately flew past him.

"28.1 m/s" The bald middle-aged man and the red-haired man both saw the number listed on the speed-testing machine.

"This Luo Feng, with a strength of over 1000 kg and an incredible speed of 28.1 m/s" The bald middle-aged man was shocked.

"Sister Jiang, this fellow seems to be quite young. He seems to have already reached the necessary fitness level for a fighter," the red-haired man said in surprise. The bald middle-aged man nodded: "Yes, his name is Luo Feng. He was one of the most talented students in our dojo. He just turned 18 this year!"

"18th? Very young?" The red-haired man's eyes flashed.

At this moment, Luo Feng was shocked by who he saw at the entrance. The red-haired man was the fighter who came with his race car, while the bald middle-aged man was the master of the Dojo of Limits, 'Jiang Nian', who had the most power and authority. According to the rules of the dojo, each student calls him an "instructor".

"Teacher!" Luo Feng shouted hello.

"Come here" Instructor Jiang Nian laughed, "I can't believe you're so fast. You have achieved what is necessary for a fighter. Introduce, this is your senior, Yan Luo. Yan Luo, there is no problem with telling her your name right?"

"No" Yan Luo looked at Luo Feng and nodded, "This young man has reached the fitness requirements for a warrior at such a young age. Maybe, in the future, we'll have some kind of interaction"

Jiang Nian looked towards Luo Feng and laughed: "Luo Feng, since you are 18 years old, you must have taken your high school exam properly. Ignore the results, what's the point of going to school? Just focus on taking the 'Fighter Candidate Exam. Oh yes, on July 1st, go to Tang Yang Zhou's city boundary Dojo to take your would-be fighter exam. With your current strength, you will pass easily"

"School Exam?" Yan Luo laughed, "Don't waste your time in college. You have good talent. No matter what you do, you must exert all your abilities. Right now, you must exert all your concentration in martial arts. Son, when you become a fighter, join our boundary dojo. You'll have a future by doing it."

These two fighters all held extremely high positions. The rich and the politicians of society mean nothing to them.

They were waiting for the young Luo Feng to join their ranks.