Swallowed Star: Sacrifice to become stronger, the fiancée is enchanting

Chapter 8 Are there any masters?

In fact, Jiang Lan had made up his mind early on to join the martial arts school.

Otherwise, there would be no need for him to show his strength here.

Joining the army means not only that you have no freedom, but you also usually act in groups.

The process of him sacrificing the monster cannot be seen by others.

It might not attract attention once or twice, but if it happens too many times, no one is a fool and they will definitely notice that something is wrong.

Joining a consortium is even worse.

How can you go out and hunt monsters if you work as a thug and get paid?

As for the last one, joining the mercenaries is indeed a good idea. It gives you freedom and allows you to hunt monsters in the wilderness at will.

But the problem is that once he joins the mercenaries, no matter how talented he is, there will be no so-called resource allocation, and how much he can earn depends entirely on his own ability.

Although Jiang Lan is confident in his abilities, why bother doing something thankless if he can live a comfortable life without working hard?

So, he made up his mind early on to join the Extreme Martial Arts School.

The hesitation and deliberation just now were nothing more than an attempt to gain more benefits for oneself through attitude.

"So, joining a martial arts gym doesn't seem like a bad idea."

When Wu Tong heard Jiang Lan's words, his eyes immediately lit up.

"Of course, after joining the martial arts school, not only will no one restrict your freedom, but there will also be someone to help you with your training and provide you with resource support."

"Support?" Jiang Lan asked, "Can you tell me more about it?"

Wu Tong said in a deep voice:

"A villa in Mingyue Community, 20 million Chinese Yuan as start-up capital for warriors, and a total of no more than 50 million Yuan worth of guiding techniques, body movements, and secret manuals.

This is the maximum amount of resources I can give you within my authority. But you are different. When your test is over, I will report your results to the higher authorities. In short, the support you can get is definitely much more than what I just said, but the specific amount will depend on the higher authorities.”

Jiang Lan nodded slightly.

His current level of strength is infinitely close to that of a mid-level general-level warrior.

On Earth, warriors are divided into three major levels: warriors, generals, and gods of war.

Among these three levels, there are three sub-levels, namely elementary, intermediate and advanced.

If one passes the warrior assessment normally, with a punching force of 900 kilograms and a speed of 25 meters per second, and passes the actual combat assessment, he can be called an elementary warrior.

For a mid-level fighter, the punching power is double that of a beginner fighter, which is two thousand kilograms.

The higher level doubled again, to four thousand kilograms.

When you reach the primary level of general, the punching force standard is 8,000 kilograms and the speed standard is 90 meters per second.

And Jiang Lan, twenty days ago, was just a junior student in the martial arts school.

This speed of progress cannot even be described by the word "talent".

To put it bluntly, most people wouldn't even dream of doing this.

"How about it, are you interested?" Wu Tong continued to ask.

Having said that, Jiang Lan didn't think about it anymore and nodded directly, "Okay."

Although there is not only the Extreme Martial Arts School, there is also a Thunder and Lightning Martial Arts School.

But Jiang Lan had no intention of waiting for a good price.

Even if the two martial arts schools compete with each other and can give him more benefits, it is not that important to Jiang Lan.

Nowadays, it’s often tens of millions, which seems to be a lot.

But Jiang Lan knew that it wouldn’t be long before, as long as his strength improved, those material possessions would be no different from waste paper to him.

The Chinese Yuan is just the currency of a country on Earth. There is no place to spend it in the universe. Isn't it just waste paper?
If all goes well, it might not take a year or two for him to be strong enough to travel into the universe.

So no matter what martial arts school it is, it is just a temporary support for Jiang Lan.

Hunting monsters and sacrificing their bodies is the serious matter. Seeing Jiang Lan agree, Wu Tong could not hide his excitement.

"Okay, now that we've finished testing your punching power, let's test your speed. Run well, I'll have to report your results to headquarters later."

"clear."

Jiang Lan stood in front of the runway.

"start!"

The moment Wu Tong's voice fell, Jiang Lan's whole body popped out instantly, bringing with it a violent gust of wind, and he circled the runway in the blink of an eye.

【143.25m/s】

"Huh..." Wu Tongren felt a little numb.

In the previous punching strength test, Jiang Lan's result was only close to that of a mid-level general, but in the current speed test, he has surpassed that of a mid-level general.

When Yang Wei saw Jiang Lan's results, a strange expression appeared on his face.

"This... isn't right?" He looked at Wu Tong and asked, "Master Wu, as far as I know, improving speed should be much more difficult than improving strength, right?"

Wu Tong rolled his eyes at him.

"Then as far as you know, is there an eighteen-year-old who is at the peak of the primary level?"

"Yes!" Yang Wei answered confidently.

"What?" Wu Tong's pupils shrank, "Who?"

It was really hard for him to imagine that, besides Jiang Lan, there could be such a monster.

Yang Wei pointed at Jiang Lan who had returned to the starting point, "Here, isn't that right? Not only is his strength at the peak of a primary general, but his speed has surpassed that of a mid-level general."

Wu Tong almost choked when he heard this.

Am I blind? You're the one who should tell me?

After kicking Yang Wei on the butt, Wu Tongdao said, "From now on, shut up."

Yang Wei rubbed his butt, grinned, and stopped talking.

Wu Tong walked up to Jiang Lan with a smile on his face, "Great, great! There is one last item, the nerve reaction speed test. Once you pass it, we can determine your true strength."

"Okay, let's get started."

Jiang Lan didn't say much and walked straight to the door that said 'Neural Response Test Room'.

"Go in, I'll start the test for you."

Jiang Lan pushed the door open and walked in. In front of him was a room covering an area of ​​about 100 square meters, with a tall instrument standing in the middle of the room.

The front of the instrument is covered with densely packed black holes.

Once the test begins, rubber bullets will be shot out of these small holes.

The fewer times you are hit, the higher your final score will be.

Jiang Lan stood in front of the machine. A slight sound came from the instrument, and then it slowly lit up. A hazy red light enveloped Jiang Lan.

The red light spread out and formed a circle around him with a diameter of about 4 meters.

While dodging bullets, you cannot go out of this circle, otherwise your score will be invalidated.

Although Jiang Lan was only a junior student before, he had done neural response tests before, so he was quite familiar with this thing.

He looked at the holes, his muscles slightly tensed, ready to dodge at any time.

“Beep, beep, beep, beep—”

Two seconds later, the machine suddenly started to sound, and the rubber bullets inside shot out like raindrops, rushing towards Jiang Lan at a high speed.

No, it was not this fast during the previous test.

(End of this chapter)