Chapter 4: The Strength of Lin Feng

"Tsk tsk, not bad, really not bad," came a slightly hoarse male voice

You brat, are you trying to compete with me now!" Lin Ting opened his eyes wide and pretended to be angry, saying: "Back in the day, you were just a novice martial artist apprentice with barely any hair on you!

Compared to the improvement in physical strength, his increase in power is quite slow. Even though he has consistently practiced shooting, the results remain average. This is still with his full effort; if he were to strike casually like Lin Ting, he would not even surpass the 500 mark.

Lin Feng let out a light sigh, feeling a tinge of regret

Inhale, exhale

Not far away, a large door, transparent like mist, is clearly visible, emanating a faint glow. A hulking figure, approximately two meters tall, is straining and gritting his teeth as he pushes himself into the mist, with nearly half of his body already submerged.

Looking at the numbers displayed on the tester, Lin Feng shook his head, "You are still quite a bit behind compared to Brother Ting."

Seeing this, Lin Feng was at a loss for how to offer comfort

"Do not use brute force; use explosive power instead," Lin Feng said, as his right hand shot forward like a punch, instantly tearing through the mist, and his body naturally entered it.

Every day, the scorching heat of the hour of the goat burns intensely; although it is excruciatingly painful, it seems to forge his physique as if it were tempered steel, making him incredibly strong. Both his strength and speed benefit from this, and the increase in his body's resilience, as the most direct point of stress, is remarkably astonishing.

Also constructed from energy stones

In an instant

With a faint smile, Lin Feng walked up.

As for the three layers

His eyes were wide open like copper bells, and with a loud "peng," he was startled. The silly giant's gaping mouth looked extremely comical

Lin Feng smiled at the book, but did not speak

"Brother Ting." Lin Feng smiled and nodded. Lin Ting is the oldest among the five advanced martial arts apprentices in Linjia Village, and he is now twenty-nine years old

... ...

Ding!

Indeed ... ... it is truly formidable

Pung!

... ...

Suddenly

A Feng

A bright white light flickered, Lin Feng slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and stood tall like a majestic pine tree

"It is still lacking a lot." Shaking his head, Lin Feng was clearly not satisfied

Martial arts schools are extremely common in the Tianwu Continent

Brother Ting, there are still half a month left, and we are only 0.01 titanium extreme away. Lin Feng encouraged softly, though he knew that the effect would not be significant.

0.99

Indeed, youth is an asset. Looking at the continuously rising numbers, Lin Ting's eyes were filled with deep envy

At this time last year, Lin Feng's physical strength was barely below 0.9 titanium levels, but this year it has far exceeded that, surpassing the standard for preparatory martial artists—1 titanium level.

"Hey, thanks to Brother Ting's excellent guidance." Lin Feng rarely showed a relaxed and natural demeanor; in his heart, Lin Ting was like an elder brother.

In the past half month, I do not know how much I have improved. Lin Feng murmured to himself and quickly passed by the two individuals, striding onto a narrow track. Suddenly, with a sound of 'beep', a bright white light illuminated, and the entire track seemed to be enveloped in a layer of radiance, quite remarkable

"Man Ge, Sheng Ge!" Lin Feng called out with a smile, his voice carrying a hint of respect. When he was younger, the two had taught him, albeit only through casual guidance on one or two occasions, yet Lin Feng had etched those lessons in his heart and had not forgotten them

The power of Brother Ting is indeed formidable Looking at that number, Lin Feng couldn't help but show an envious expression Every martial artist has their own area of expertise He excels in physical strength while Lin Ting excels in power Interestingly, the areas in which both of them are least proficient are exactly the opposite Lin Ting is strong in physical strength while he is

"Not bad, little one, 6 seconds 12, just 0.12 seconds away from meeting the standard for a preliminary martial artist," Lin Ting praised.

After throwing a dozen punches in one go, Lin Ting seemed to have finally vented the displeasure in his heart, pouting and shaking his head downwards

The main entrance of the martial arts school requires one to possess the strength of an intermediate martial artist apprentice in order to enter

You brat! Lin Ting punched Lin Feng in the abdomen, and in an instant, it felt as if he had struck a steel plate. He said in exasperation: "With a body like yours, I really don't know how you trained to have such strong physical strength. It's infuriating!"

Whoosh

1 Titanium Extreme

It is indeed strength

"You young man, stop frowning!" Lin Ting crossed his arms and said with a smirk, "Be content; when I was your age, I had just become an intermediate martial arts apprentice! At your rate of progress... not more than a year, at most two years, you will definitely reach the physical standards of a preparatory martial artist. Tsk, by then you will only be twenty years old, ranking second in the entire history of the Lin family village, truly enviable!"

I can wait, but my younger sister cannot wait

Like Lin Feng, I enjoy sweating profusely in the training arena

Only Thunder Brother can rely on himself. With a sigh in his heart, Lin Feng stepped into the tester

From the largest county to the smallest village, none are absent; they merely differ in scale

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Little Wind, you have arrived

Brother Feng

I have heard that the martial arts hall is constructed from four energy stones, which is truly marvelous. As Lin Feng was marveling in his heart, he suddenly caught sight of the entrance and couldn't help but reveal a faint smile

As soon as Lin Feng entered the training hall, two young men who were engaged in sparring noticed him and greeted him with a smile

Lin Feng suddenly exerted force

Both hands open, tensed, gripping, the arm muscles instantly bulge.

Physical strength is his strong suit

Ding! A pleasant sound echoed, and the numbers on the display panel ceased to fluctuate, finally coming to a halt.

Upon seeing the final fixed number, Lin Ting could not help but let out a bitter smile

However, for him, even two years, or even one year, is too long

The chest rose and fell, Lin Feng's eyes narrowed, he adjusted his breathing, allowing his muscles to relax slightly, and made ample preparations

Lin Feng's gaze sharpened, resembling a drowsy tiger suddenly springing to life. His spine tightened instantly like a bowstring, and the force from his right foot transmitted to his waist, traveling through his spine, transforming this powerful twisting force into strength. Lin Feng's right fist resembled the sharp claw of a fierce tiger, swiftly tracing an arc.

The martial arts school in Linjia Village clearly belongs to the lowest category

Gazing into the distance, Lin Feng walked away, to a place ... ...

The standard for the physical strength of a preparatory martial artist is 1

In other words, it has reached the ultimate limit of a martial artist

The punching bag shook violently, and a distinct number suddenly appeared— "550"

Hello, Brother Feng

Damn it! Lin Ting had just stepped out of the physical strength tester, clenching his fists, appearing somewhat dejected and unwilling to accept the outcome

The martial arts hall is divided into three levels. The first level is designated for intermediate martial artist apprentices, where over a hundred individuals can gather without feeling crowded. The second level is for advanced martial artist apprentices and is of the same size as the first level; however, only five individuals from the entire Lin family village are permitted to use it, indicating a clear difference in treatment

Lin Feng gazed intently at the colossal structure before him, gradually approaching it. This expansive martial arts hall is situated at the very center of the mountaintop, surrounded by houses that encircle it like stars around the moon, making it a landmark building of Linjia Village

Lin Feng's gaze was also fixed on the mirror panel, observing the striking number '1.13', a satisfied smile spreading across his lips

That is a place only allowed for warriors to enter

Before the strength tester, Lin Ting's expression was solemn, showing no signs of preparation. He casually struck the punching target with both fists, producing a series of dull thuds: "Bang! Bang! Bang!" A continuous stream of low thumping sounds echoed, while the numbers on the strength tester fluctuated rapidly—"675, 638, 659, 692..."

You take advantage of others and still act innocent

It is the final test

Wow!

If only I could fall ill a few more times each day

Strength has always been my weak point, and I do not know how far I am from 600 pounds now. Lin Feng's expression was serious as he gazed ahead.

Pressure from all directions howled in, crazily squeezing his body

Lin Feng turned his head and saw a lean, muscular man standing in front of the tester with his arms crossed

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The strength standard for a preparatory martial artist is 600 jin

Although there are a total of 5 advanced martial arts apprentices in Linjia Village, training does not necessarily have to take place within a martial arts school

He understands Lin Ting's current feelings; if it were him, he would certainly feel the same discomfort. And the books.

1.07, 1.09, 1.11

One cannot help but exclaim

Lin Feng stared intently at the numbers fluctuating on the mirror's surface, holding his breath and remaining completely still. At this moment, Lin Ting was in the midst of a test

Suddenly

Breathe in, breathe out

As he listened to the respectful calls, Lin Feng quickly stepped onto the second floor of the martial arts hall. Compared to the bustling first floor, this area undoubtedly appeared much more spacious and desolate. Lin Feng looked around, and in the training hall on the second floor, which measured several hundred square meters, there were only three figures present, with Lin Nanhu not among them.

0.92, 0.94, 0.96

Lin Feng took a deep breath slowly, allowing his entire body to relax. Such a serious expression was completely absent during the speed and physical strength tests

... ...

Like an arrow piercing through the air, in the blink of an eye, Lin Feng had reached his maximum speed. With powerful strides of his legs and a slightly forward-leaning upper body generating sufficient force, his fierce sprint propelled him forward like a released arrow. In the blink of an eye, he had already dashed through the area enveloped in white light, before gradually slowing down and coming to a stop

The physical exercise becomes increasingly difficult towards the end. This 0.01 titanium rod is nothing to me, but for Lin Ting, who is nearing his limit, it represents a significant hurdle

Lin Feng pondered for a moment, yet he could only shake his head and smile at himself. There have always been those who plead for the absence of illness; how could there be anyone who acts contrary to this?

Indeed, the speed of one's own progress has been remarkable

The hall of the martial arts school was quite lively, and everyone greeted Lin Feng upon seeing him

Body Strength Tester

If Lin Ting were to know that his goal is the preliminary martial artist assessment in half a month, he would probably be so furious that he might faint from anger.

It must be said that it all relies on one's own peculiar illness