Almighty singer assistant system

Chapter 255 Hammer
"what is this?"

Seeing the big drum-like instrument, Wei Cheng was a little curious and wanted to touch it, but he hesitated when he saw a teacher waiting beside him.

Wang Xiaoming knew what it was, and explained directly:
"Actually, this big drum is the college's Qi and blood measuring device. Don't look at it as inconspicuous, it is accurate to measure Qi and blood!"

"This thing is a Qi and blood identification instrument? Xiaoming, are you kidding me?"

Looking at the unattractive and even mottled silver drum, Wei Cheng doubted his own eyes.

This big drum was directly placed in a small corner of the entrance to the martial arts field. If Yang Xiaoming hadn't reminded himself, Wei Cheng would have never noticed this drum, and it turned out to be a blood tester?
It's really hard to understand the aesthetics of the academy...

"Hey, don't underestimate this drum. The reason why it was designed like this is not to measure the strength of the students.

Every freshman who comes to Yinwu for the first time will measure his blood here.

See that big groove in the center of the drumhead?
The measuring instrument of Yinwu is different from the measuring method outside. It is not based on the strength of Qi and blood, but based on the strength that can be hit to give a comprehensive score.

Otherwise, some people are just full of blood, but have no strength to fight, so wouldn't it be useless!"

Wang Xiaoming was obviously a familiar person. After speaking a few words with the monitors, he picked up the mallet placed beside the drum, puffed up his strong arms, and struck hard at the center of the drum.

boom!
A dull sound came out, and the seemingly heavy blow was completely absorbed by the drum surface without a sound, and the whole big drum just shook slightly, showing the strength of the just hitting.

"Congratulations! 1200 kilograms, excellent prize!"

"Tsk...is it only 1000 two hundred kilograms this time?"

Even with the inhuman results, Wang Xiaoming still smacked his lips in dissatisfaction, quite disappointed with his performance.

However, the monitoring teacher at the side showed a look of approval, and said to Wang Xiaoming:
"Hehe, Xiaoming, your grades are considered very good. Not long after you set foot on the road, you can strike with a force of more than [-] kilograms. It is estimated that if you hit the enemy with this blow, even if the enemy does not have a broken bone, it will be broken." Seriously injured. Are you still not satisfied with this?"

"Of course!"

Wang Xiaoming replied firmly:
"My ambition is to become a grandmaster. No! To become a strong man like President Ye, who can change the color of mountains and seas with one strike, and every move contains destructive power that can change the world.

If you want to reach that level, a mere [-] kilograms is just an entry point!"

"You can't say that. The drumsticks on the measuring instrument are specially made, and there are limitations that make it difficult for students to exert force. In fact, the strength of the hammer you just hit should be able to be calculated even higher."

The monitor teacher nodded, apparently quite sure of Wang Xiaoming's performance.After all, after modern urbanization, although the number of warriors in the entire Hua Kingdom has increased, the quality is not as good as before, even Yinsheng Wuda is the same.

I still remember the time when the first principal took office. At that time, there were less than one hundred warriors in the disaster situation in the warrior headquarters. He is an elite of hundreds of battles, who can fight against the strong of the same level, even the iron-blooded officers of the upper military headquarters who usually see blood are not too much, and they can even win the battle.

Even the current President Ye rose up in that era.

But in this era, hey... there are a lot of warriors, but everyone is not focusing on body training, but instead delving into emerging skills such as magic, spear skills, and modern weapons. Although the combat power is not weaker than before, However, if they are confronted with people who specialize in body training, most of the students' bodies will be vulnerable.

Take the big drum measuring instrument in front of me as an example: in the past, feats of more than [-] kilograms occasionally appeared, but now on this instrument, there are very few freshmen who have left a record of more than [-] kilograms by physical strength alone. Those who break through this value are usually the patents of those old students who often go out on missions.

"Teacher Yang, why are you in a daze again?"

Hearing Wang Xiaoming's question, the monitoring teacher withdrew from the memory state, wiped his glasses clean, and said to the two:
"Sorry, I just remembered something, didn't it delay you?"

"Of course! But Mr. Yang, this is my friend, he also wants to test his blood, I wonder if I can..."

Just halfway through Wang Xiaoming's words, there was a discordant cry from the side.

"Hey! Teacher Yang, this is not fair. I have made an appointment to use it first. How can I let this stranger get in front of me?"

Wang Xiaoming suddenly felt hot on his face, as if he had been slapped, a little ashamed.

Ma De! I just told Wei Cheng that I can test it soon, and I was slapped in the face!
"Wang Xiaoming, what a coincidence, you're here too!"

Wei Cheng turned his head and saw a tall boy with a strong figure staring at them.

Listening to the other party's tone of voice, it doesn't seem like they are here to find fault. If you insist on saying it, it seems to be...an enemy?
Wang Xiaoming didn't seem to be surprised. He knew that this person was also in Yinwu, so he tilted his head and said with a smile:
"Yang Mu, don't go to other Wuhan universities, come here to find abuse?"

"Hehe, this is not up to you, Wang Xiaoming!"

Wang Xiaoming turned his head and said in a bad tone: "It's just right for you to come to Yinshengwu University, I'm afraid you won't dare to come!"

"You are confident, and your tone is really not small!"

The tall and strong boy snorted softly and said:
"Follow the process! I made an appointment with Teacher Yang for the test an hour ago, and I paid the money first. You can't bring your new friend to jump the queue, can you?"

"you…"

Wang Xiaoming still wanted to refute, but Wei Cheng pressed his shoulder,

"Let him go first, it won't take long anyway, just a few minutes."

Seeing that Wei Cheng was not unhappy, Wang Xiaoming patted his shoulder, turned his head and said:
"Okay! Then wait for a while, anyway, this kind of person will go crazy as soon as he succeeds, so don't bother.

He is my classmate in junior high school and high school, and I suppressed him for several years, but he just scored a few points higher than me in the examination and thought he could turn himself around, isn't that ridiculous?"

The voice of this passage is not low, obviously Wang Xiaoming deliberately read it out for the other party to hear.

Yang Mu, who was preparing for the test, heard it, and his face changed for a while.

He and Wang Xiaoming went to the same alma mater, one of the best high schools there.

Wang Xiaoming's claim that he has been suppressed for several years is actually not a lie.

In the high schools in the city center, the pressure of competition is even greater. Although there are many rewards, you must have the ability to fight for them.

There are not only professional training classes for warriors, but also regular assessments. If you score well in the assessments, you will naturally get the corresponding resources.

Both Wang Xiaoming and Yang Mu are the best among them. For the rewards assigned by the school, the relationship between the two can be described as delicate, and they have fought several times. They are both enemies and friends.

In the end, the two were able to set foot on the catastrophe with excellent grades, and were admitted to Yinshengwu University from their original schools, which was inseparable from the high school rewards.

Although Yang Mu's grades in schoolwork are a little weaker than Wang Xiaoming's, his physical body is slightly overwhelmed by Wang Xiaoming, which makes his grades in Yinshengwu University better than his old enemy, and he is also assigned to the first district. dormitory area.

Seeing Wang Xiaoming's expression of not looking directly at him, Yang Mu said angrily:
"Okay, let's wait and see!"

"Wait for you!"

Faced with Yang Mu's provocation, Wang Xiaoming didn't care. In order to reach the tenth stage of body training, he had just stepped into a disaster when he entered school, and he hadn't tempered his bones at all. Of course, he was not as good as Yang Mu in terms of strength.

But after a few weeks, he also finished tempering the bones of his feet. Facing Yang Mu, a dancer who had gone through disaster with the ninth stage of body training, if he really wanted to fight, he was really not afraid.

And listening to the gunpowder-scented conversation between the two, Wei Cheng immediately guessed the truth of the matter, and simply watched the excitement from the sidelines.

Hmm... Anyway, both of them can't beat me, so I'll just sit down first, so as not to hit your young hearts too early.

I saw Yang Mu took the gray drumstick from the monitoring teacher, took a deep breath, and knocked vigorously towards the drum. The strong wind blowing when he swung the mallet alone was enough to make ordinary people's faces hurt.

"Congratulations! 1250 kilograms, excellent prize!"

gosh!
Although he was full of arrogance, it was obvious that Yang Mu had some skills. He hit a hammer with a force of 1000 and [-] kilograms. It seemed that the muscles all over his body were not for decoration.

"Hmph! You're talking so loudly, but it turns out that you're only fifty kilograms taller than me?"

Wang Xiaoming sneered a few times, taking advantage of the interval between Yang Mu's excessive force and taunted him for a while, which made the big man angry.

"Hmph! A hero does not bully a hero. Wait for a round in the combat room!"

"Okay, whoever loses is a bear! But wait, my friend hasn't tested yet!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Xiaoming winked at Wei Cheng, and reminded softly: "Before hammering, find a way to think about some of your strongest postures or special moves, and beat that bastard hard!"

"Think about your nirvana?"

Wei Cheng took the gray mallet, stared at the big drum in front of him, and fell into deep thought.

"Hey, Wang Xiaoming, you don't think he's stronger than the two of us, do you? This guy looks small and short, can he really achieve better results than the two of us?"

Yang Mu had some doubts about Wei Cheng's strength. After all, compared with the two of them, Wei Cheng's medium stature was 1.7 meters five...he was really just a small man, and he really couldn't define him as tall if he was less than 1.9 meters.

But Wang Xiaoming quickly interrupted Yang Mu's words.

"Watch quietly!"

Yang Mu snorted coldly, but didn't speak any more.

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