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90: A seven-year-old second-level warrior?

"What?! This man... he's also a Martial Master?!"

"I've never seen him before. When did a new Martial Master appear?"

"Could he be from out of town?"

Su Lei ignored the gasps of astonishment around him and simply nodded slightly to Li Xue凝.

"The second test is in the next room. You can go now."

Li Xue凝's fingertips unconsciously clutched her clothes, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes.

"Aren't you coming with me? It's my first time..."

Her voice gradually lowered, and her usually gentle and composed face now showed a girlish nervousness.

Su Lei's lips curved slightly as he reached out and gently patted her shoulder.

"Just act like you do during your usual training."

His gaze passed over his wife's shoulder, landing on the two little ones who were tiptoeing and peeking, "I'll watch Yun'er and Qiaoqiao here."

"Alright."

Li Xue凝 took a deep breath, and several staff members immediately stepped forward to lead the way.

A dozen busybodies followed, but more people chose to stay put.

If Li Xue凝 and Su Lei were Grandmasters, they would be surprised, but at least they could understand it.

These two seven-year-old children absolutely could not be Martial Artists.

The test administrator wiped the sweat from his brow, the arrogance on his face long gone.

Whether these two children could become Martial Artists or not, at least their parents were Martial Masters not to be trifled with.

He squatted down, forcing a somewhat stiff smile: "Little ones, come over here."

The metal detection plate trembled slightly in his hand, reflecting fragmented light spots.

Su Yun and Qiaoqiao sat on the testing chairs, curiously examining the metal plates attached to their bodies.

As the humming sound of the instrument starting up echoed, the noise in the hall gradually quieted down.

Countless gazes focused on the constantly flickering display screen.

The next moment, the originally nonchalant crowd suddenly collectively held their breath—

"1.5... 1.6... still rising?"

A burly man with a rough face swallowed, the energy drink can in his hand crushed out of shape.

The numbers were still frantically jumping.

Su Yun: 2.32!

Su Qiaoqiao: 2.03!

"Second-rank Martial Artists!"

The test administrator's voice cracked, and the tablet in his hand dropped to the ground with a "clatter."

"Both little ones are Second-rank Martial Artists!"

The entire hall instantly erupted.

"What a joke..." A young Martial Artist with a buzz cut clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles making a "crack, crack" sound.

He had painstakingly cultivated for twelve years to barely reach the second rank, and now he was easily surpassed by two little children?

"The instrument must be broken!" Another Martial Artist couldn't help but shout.

The staff member's face immediately turned ashen: "Please mind your words."

"The Martial Artist Association's testing instruments in the Imperial Capital undergo three calibration checks every year."

His gaze swept over everyone present,

"Questioning the accuracy of the instrument is questioning the authority of the entire Association."

"You could break, but it couldn't."

That Martial Artist immediately became silent, lowering his head dejectedly.

In the Imperial Capital, offending the Martial Artist Association was no laughing matter.

"To have this level at seven years old, their family must be eating Heaven And Earth Treasure for every meal..." Someone muttered sourly.

"Don't be so quick to envy, there's still the strength test," the person next to him reminded, "High Qi and blood values don't necessarily mean strong combat ability."

These words allowed many Martial Artists to regain some confidence,

But looking at those two innocent children, an indescribable feeling of stifled frustration still welled up in their hearts.

"Daddy!" Qiaoqiao, like a cheerful little bird, threw herself into Su Lei's arms, her small face flushed with excitement, "Did I become a Martial Artist just like you?"

Su Lei smiled and ruffled her soft hair, but his gaze passed over the noisy crowd, directed towards the closed metal door at the end of the corridor. Faint exclamations could be heard from there, along with the "crack, crack" sound of ice forming.

Just then, the lights in the entire hall suddenly flickered, emitting a "sizzle" of current. The discussions among the crowd abruptly ceased, and they all turned their heads in unison towards the source of the sound.

Li Xue凝 walked gracefully from the corridor, tiny ice crystals still clinging to her hair and eyelashes.

"How were the test results?"

Su Lei raised an eyebrow and asked, his gaze falling on the several staff members with strange expressions behind his wife.

"The instrument broke."

Li Xue凝 smoothed a strand of hair behind her ear,

Her tone carried a hint of helplessness, and also some embarrassment.

The leading staff member couldn't help but sigh.

"Not only the internal sensors, but the entire circuit System of the testing room is paralyzed."

As if to prove his words, a bone-chilling white mist spread from the end of the corridor.

The nearest Martial Artists shivered in unison, some even already circulating their Qi and blood to resist the cold.

When everyone arrived at the door of the testing room, the sight before them made everyone gasp.

Looking through the glass window covered in ice flowers, the entire room had transformed into a crystal-clear kingdom of ice and snow.

Icicles hung from the testing instruments, the control panel was covered with a thick layer of ice, and even the fire sprinklers on the ceiling were frozen into ice sculptures.

Most terrifying was the two-meter-diameter ice crystal vortex in the center of the room, still slowly rotating and emanating a heart-stopping chill.

"Th-this, could this be..." An older Martial Artist's voice trembled, "B-rank martial art, Profound Ice Palm?"

At these words, the surrounding Martial Artists all gasped.

Even the few Martial Masters in the crowd cast extremely concerned glances.

Su Lei reached out and pushed open the frozen door. A bone-chilling cold rushed out, but automatically dissipated when it reached three feet around him.

His gaze finally fell on his wife, and he nodded in approval.

"To have grasped the basics and reached the second layer in just five days, your martial arts talent is very good."

With the help of Forging Body Palm, Li Xue凝 didn't need to spend a lot of time refining her Qi and blood like other Martial Artists, focusing wholeheartedly on martial arts.

Her brain domain was developed, and her comprehension ability far surpassed ordinary people.

But such rapid progress was still somewhat beyond his expectations.

Li Xue凝 was pressing her lips together, a little embarrassed,

Her slightly apologetic expression formed a stark contrast with the extremely cold scene in the room.

"Mommy is amazing!"

Su Yun and Qiaoqiao squeezed out from the crowd, their eyes sparkling, excitedly circling around her.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from the end of the corridor.

A middle-aged man in a dark blue uniform quickly approached, the golden badge on his chest shining under the lights—

Zhao Mingyuan, Vice President of the Martial Alliance Association.

When he saw the completely frozen testing room, his brows immediately furrowed into a knot.

Behind his thick lenses, his sharp eyes narrowed slightly.

"The test should be considered passed, right?" Su Lei's voice was so calm that no emotion could be discerned.

Zhao Mingyuan pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting a cold light: "According to regulations, a value of 700 or more must be achieved to..."

In a place like the Imperial Capital, even Martial Master powerhouses had to follow their rules.

"Furthermore..." He suddenly changed the subject and instructed the female staff member beside him: "Go get the blood testing instrument."

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