Chapter 43 One punch weighs 200 tons, you ask me if I'm a martial artist?

For those who can manipulate Yuan Qi, Martial Artist certification is actually very simple.

Some people went in and passed the certification in less than 2 minutes, walking out excitedly.

In addition to their information being entered into the Federation's Martial Artist database, those who pass the certification are also issued a martial artist medal to prove their status.

Most of those who successfully passed the assessment here were 1st Tier Martial Artists.

After becoming a 1st Tier Martial Artist, everyone can also collect one D-rank Cultivation Technique and one D-rank Martial Skill, which is a significant benefit for commoner Martial Artists.

The assessments continued one after another; many succeeded, and very few failed.

Chu Han, Zhao Feiyu, Lan Yu, and the others were all at the back of the line because of the previous conflict.

Not only that, most of the students participating in the Martial Artist certification were arranged at the back.

Therefore, the highlight of this Martial Artist certification had not yet begun.

It wasn't until two hours later that it was the turn of the senior high school students.

The First Middle School had the most students, followed by the Second Middle School, then the Third Middle School, and so on.

After all, Jiangcheng City's high schools were named according to the school's strength.

In terms of the number of students becoming Martial Artists, First Middle School also held the advantage.

To Chu Han's surprise, Sun Liqiang also successfully passed the 1st Tier Martial Artist assessment.

However, upon seeing Chu Han, he immediately lowered his head, not daring to meet Chu Han's gaze for fear that Chu Han would cause him trouble.

Besides Sun Liqiang, among the people Chu Han was familiar with, Jiang Yan also passed the 1st Tier Martial Artist assessment.

It seemed they had put in a lot of effort over the past few days.

But there were also those who failed the assessment, such as Zhao Lei and others who had awakened B-Rank or C-Rank Talents.

As for the students who had awakened A-Rank Talents, they basically all passed the test easily.

Finally, it was the turn of Chu Han and the others. Chu Han, Zhao Feiyu, Lan Yu, Li Mengran, and the rest entered the assessment room.

When Chu Han entered the assessment room, he found two examiners there, both with a strength around the 3rd Tier of the martial path.

"Name!"

"Chu Han."

"You are Chu Han?"

"It's me, what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

The two examiners glanced at each other and nodded.

One of them smiled and said, "Student Chu Han, please demonstrate the Yuan Qi you have cultivated."

Chu Han said, "I can't use Yuan Qi yet. I'm applying for a Strength-based Certification."

The other examiner said, "Strength-based Certification? You're the first one to undergo Strength-based Certification today. Let me clarify beforehand: the requirements for Strength-based Certification are higher and more difficult for the examinee."

Chu Han nodded. "I know."

"Alright then, let's proceed with the Strength-based Certification."

Both examiners stood up, and simultaneously, the floor behind them slowly opened, and various instruments rose up one by one.

"First is strength. The minimum requirement for a Martial Artist is 2,000 catties of single-arm strength, but for Strength-based Certification, it requires over 3,000 catties."

One examiner explained while turning on the strength tester. "Test your strength first. If your strength is not up to standard, there's no need to test the rest."

"Okay."

Chu Han nodded and stepped onto the tester.

The last time he tested his strength was before going into the wilderness. During this period, he had some fortuitous encounters and even upgraded his talent. Now, he didn't even know how much strength he had reached.

Chu Han gripped the force-measuring bar with one hand and suddenly exerted force, pushing upwards.

The tester suddenly shook, and the numbers on the screen began to skyrocket frantically.

16115... 30556... 45820... 49934... and finally settled at 51213.

He tried his other arm: 51333.

Even Chu Han himself was a bit surprised by this number.

He hadn't expected his single-arm strength to have already reached 50,000 catties!

The lion blood potion plus the talent upgrade had caused his strength to increase to such a terrifying level!

Opposite him, the examiners who were recording the results were now dumbfounded.

"Could the instrument be malfunctioning? Is there an extra zero?"

"No, these instruments were all calibrated this morning. There won't be any errors!"

"Chu Han's final strength is 51,333 catties!"

The two of them recorded the result with great difficulty.

Before the Martial Artist certification began, the Association's Vice President had issued an order: if the person being assessed was Chu Han, then they should try their best to force out his full strength.

After all, he was someone the leadership paid special attention to, so it was understandable for his strength to be a bit high.

"Chu Han, next we test speed. The requirement for a 1st Tier Martial Artist's speed is 25 meters per second."

After speaking, Chu Han was led to a special treadmill, which was the speed tester.

"After clicking start, run at your fastest speed. We will record the average data over a 10-second period."

"Okay."

Chu Han stepped onto the speed tester, clicked start, and began to sprint wildly.

He didn't have a specific numerical concept of his own speed because he had never tested it before.

After 10 seconds, Chu Han finished the test.

This time he didn't use any movement techniques; he relied solely on the muscular strength of his legs.

The calculation result on the instrument soon came out, showing 113 meters per second.

"It seems my base speed is around a hundred-plus meters per second. If I push myself, I can be even faster."

Chu Han thought to himself.

The two examiners' eyes widened once again, and they were so shocked they couldn't speak, but they still recorded Chu Han's data with professional integrity.

"Next is the final item: the attack power test. The previous two sets of data are only for reference; the attack power test result is the main data for the final evaluation."

"Based on different attack power data, you will be certified at different tiers. It could be 1st Tier, or it could be 2nd or 3rd Tier."

"Additionally, there's an extra condition for this Martial Artist certification: the higher the certified tier, the higher the quality of the Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills you can receive."

The two examiners explained a lot just to get Chu Han to go all out.

"There's such a thing? Then I'll have to be a bit more serious."

Chu Han had originally intended to hide some of his strength, but the rules now wouldn't allow him to keep a low profile.

He had a great need for higher-level Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills, so naturally, he wouldn't let this opportunity pass.

The strength and speed testers on the floor retracted underground one after another.

At the same time, a huge testing crystal ball appeared.

"Strike the crystal ball with your strongest attack. You can use Martial Skills or weapons. The crystal ball will accurately calculate the damage caused by your attack."

"Okay."

Chu Han glanced at the crystal ball, then turned back and asked, "This... won't break, will it?"

He had to first determine where the limit of this thing was; otherwise, if he broke it and had to pay for it, it would be more loss than gain.

"Don't worry, this kind of testing crystal ball can withstand a full-strength blow from a Fourth-Tier Martial Artist without breaking. But Fourth-Tier Martial Artists no longer need to use this kind of thing for testing. You can strike with confidence; even if it breaks, we won't make you pay for it."

One examiner said with absolute certainty.

"Alright, then I'm relieved."

After Chu Han spoke, he smashed a punch onto the crystal ball.

It was just a plain, unadorned punch, yet it applied the Basic Fist Technique to its absolute limit.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion erupted in the room, and even the people in the assessment hall heard the sound.

The numbers on the crystal ball began to skyrocket frantically.

Finally, it settled at 300.

"300? 300,000 catties! Your attack power is actually this high?"

The crystal ball's record of attack power followed the same principle as the Fist Power Tester: one unit represented 1,000 catties of force.

300 attack power was 300,000 catties!

The two examiners looked at each other numbly; it seemed even they couldn't produce this number.

Are young people nowadays all this freakish?

"It seems my current punch power amplification has stabilized at 6 times my base strength."

Chu Han looked at his own fist and then gave the two examiners a smile.

"Can I try one more time?"

"Yes, of course, you can try up to 3 times!"

Hearing this, Chu Han compressed his internal force onto his right fist, aimed at the crystal ball, and threw another Explosive Fist.

"Boom!"

The sound of this strike was even louder than the last, and the entire assessment room vibrated.

The numbers on the crystal ball changed frantically, quickly exceeding 300, and only stopped when they reached 400, no longer changing.

"400!"

This number was so terrifying that the two examiners' voices began to tremble as they spoke.

"Examiners, my strength certification is over. I should have passed, right?" Chu Han said with a smile.

"Passed, of course you passed!"

The two examiners said with some trepidation.

400 attack power was 400,000 catties of force!

With this one punch of 200 tons, you're still asking me if you passed?

Are you sure you're not just humblebragging?