86: 9999 combat power! Shocked!
"Good!" Li Ziyu thought for a moment and then agreed.
If he could make it onto the Combat Power Ranking by testing his combat power, there would be corresponding cultivation resource rewards.
It was worth a try.
"Phew, Li Ziyu is finally testing his combat power again. I wonder what Li Ziyu's combat power is."
"I am a First Grade Warrior, and my combat power test score is 230. As far as I know, Liu Tao, the top scholar from Dongshan Province, has a combat power of 310.
I estimate that Li Ziyu's strength should at least double that, right?!"
"Tsk, don't use your pathetic imagination to speculate on Li Ziyu's strength. Wang Ze's combat power is already 1000, and Li Ziyu can instantly kill Wang Ze with one move. I estimate his combat power starts at least at 2000!"
"What the heck? Really? Is that true? Starting at 2000, that would put him in the top fifty of the Combat Power Ranking, right? Li Ziyu is just a freshman. He shouldn't be that abnormal, should he?"
"I told you, don't use your pathetic imagination to imagine a genius!"
Everyone discussed heatedly, simultaneously looking at Li Ziyu as he walked towards the combat power testing target.
But just then.
Beside them, Wang Ze, who had been kicked unconscious by Li Ziyu and embedded in the wall, suddenly woke up.
He first looked around and saw everyone looking at him with pity.
Wang Ze shook his head, his memory clear, recalling everything that had just happened.
In an instant, his face flushed, his teeth clenched tightly, and veins popped out on his forehead.
He turned his head and stared at Li Ziyu with a venomous gaze, saying word by word:
"President Ouyang Hao sent me here, and you actually dared to attack me!?"
"Li Ziyu! Are you really not afraid of President Ouyang Hao's retaliation!?"
"President Nangong is the fourth strongest person in Modu University! Your attack on me is disrespecting President Nangong! You are playing with fire!!"
"Or do you think your strength is already so great that you can disregard the fourth strongest person in Modu University, and disregard the Mutual Aid Society!?"
Wang Ze's face was flushed, and he gritted his teeth.
A mere freshman dared to attack him, a third-year student; it was simply a disgrace!
"Oh, quite resilient, aren't you? As expected of a prodigy from the Mutual Aid Society, to wake up so quickly after taking a kick from me."
"But do you know that what you just said was very foolish?"
Li Ziyu turned his head and looked at Wang Ze indifferently, then slowly walked towards him, speaking as he walked:
"Warrior, since when do we talk about background instead of strength?"
After speaking, Li Ziyu's figure suddenly accelerated.
In Wang Ze's terrified gaze.
His body flashed.
A whip kick landed on Wang Ze's shoulder.
Everyone only heard a 'crack,' followed by a sonic boom like a cannon firing.
Then they saw.
Wang Ze's limp figure appeared dozens of meters away, violently colliding with the combat power testing target.
The immense impact made everyone present feel a ringing in their ears.
The violent aura made everyone instinctively close their eyes, shielding their foreheads with their hands.
When they opened their eyes again.
On the ground, only Wang Ze's twitching body remained.
And on the combat power testing target, a bright red number!
9999!
Li Ziyu saw the number on the target and scratched his head sheepishly.
He looked at Yang Teacher, who was dumbfounded, and said awkwardly:
"Yang Teacher, does this count as completing the combat power test?"
Yang Yi was dumbfounded.
His mouth hung open, and he swallowed, staring blankly at the crimson number on the combat target, subconsciously saying:
"Yes... yes."
The scene suddenly fell silent!
Then everyone reacted.
Their gazes turned to the crimson number displayed on the combat power target.
When they clearly saw the number 9999 displayed on the target, everyone's eyes widened.
Everyone in the classroom felt as if they had been struck by lightning.
Looking at the number 9999, the expressions on their faces all changed from astonishment to shock and disbelief.
Everyone's face looked as if they had seen a ghost, their mouths wide open.
"W-what the heck!? 9999??!?!"
"Yu-ge, your attack just now directly hit 9999 combat power??"
"And it was an indirect attack from a distance??"
"Holy cow ~ Yu-ge, you're too awesome!!!!!"
Sun Qiming looked at the number on the target and Wang Ze twitching on the ground.
He was so shocked that his body became unsteady, and he stumbled back two steps, falling onto the ground.
He propped himself up with his hands on the ground, staring wide-eyed at the number on the combat power target.
At the same time, he kept repeating one sentence:
"Awesome! Truly awesome!"
"9999, that must be the combat power only a Third-Level Martial Artist at their peak can achieve. He's only a freshman and already has this kind of strength."
"I'm actually roommates with such an awesome person!?"
Liu Tao seemed to be frozen in place, staring blankly at the number on the combat power target, unconsciously swallowing.
According to official announcements.
The limit of a First Grade Warrior's combat power is 500.
The limit of a Second-Level Martial Artist's combat power is 1000.
Third-Level Martial Artist's combat power is much higher than Second-Level Martial Artist's because they can temper their bones, and their combat power limit is 10000!
In other words, Li Ziyu's single strike just now directly produced the combat power of a peak Third-Level Martial Artist?
"9999, how could it be so high... My tested combat power was only a little over three hundred..."
"Can this really be achieved by a freshman in my same year?"
"This combat power, at the very least, can rank in the top ten of Modu University's combat power list, right!?"
"Hmm... if I remember correctly, the tenth place on the Combat Power Ranking was set by a fourth-year student named Yin Miaomiao, and her combat power was 9000."
Sun Mingyang stood by, looking at Li Ziyu with a bewildered expression, his eyes filled with indescribable complexity.
He was naturally combative, and when he first discovered a fellow student with such extraordinary talent as Li Ziyu, he was somewhat pleased.
He had even planned to use Li Ziyu as a whetstone to further his own path in martial arts.
But Li Ziyu's performance just now suddenly filled him with a sense of despair and self-doubt.
This kind of monster...
Could he really surpass him??
"I know some of you have joined the Mutual Aid Society."
"Perfect, when this class ends, give a message to your Vice President Ouyang Hao."
"Three days from now, I'll be waiting for him at the Modu Martial Arts University training ground!"
...
When they heard what Li Ziyu said.
The originally shocked and noisy scene suddenly went silent, as if a pause button had been pressed.
Then everyone, Liu Tao, Sun Mingyang, Sun Qiming.
Including those third-year students and Yang Teacher on the side, all looked at Li Ziyu in disbelief, subconsciously exclaiming:
"Challenge Ouyang Hao in three days?"
"Are you crazy!?"
...
At the same time, at the Modu Martial Arts University training ground.
A young woman wearing a tight-fitting one-piece combat suit, with a curvaceous figure and a single ponytail.
She was wielding a three-meter long spear, constantly dancing with it in the open space.
The three-meter long spear seemed like a toy in her hands, moving freely.
With each swing and dance, it generated a whirlwind-like airflow, causing the weapons on the surrounding weapon racks to sway and rattle.
Her petite figure of about 1.6 meters dancing with a three-meter long spear created a strong visual contrast.
"Miaomiao, your spear technique has improved again!"
"With your current strength, I think you can even challenge for ninth place on the Combat Power Ranking!"
Standing nearby, Yin Miaomiao's best friend clapped her hands and said with astonished beautiful eyes as she watched Yin Miaomiao train.
Yin Miaomiao let out a long breath.
Her two perfectly aligned beautiful legs stood straight, she retracted her spear, wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, and said with a confident expression:
"Mhm! My Battle Skill and spear technique have both broken through."
"With my current strength, I should be qualified to compete for a spot in the National University Martial Arts Youth League!"
"Oh, right, Meimei, let's go to the testing ground. I'm going to challenge for ninth place in combat power today!"
Yin Miaomiao said, pulling her best friend's hand and walking towards the testing ground.