After dinner, his parents took his younger brother Luo Hua downstairs for a walk, while Luo Feng went to do tutoring work himself.
Around 6 pm, the sky was almost completely dark.
“This tutoring job is also coming to a temporary end.” Luo Feng moved through the alley like a leopard, fast and agile. Ahead was a dead end, but he leapt up directly, clearing over two metres into the air. His left hand lightly touched the top of the wall, and with a slight push, he landed in another alley.
Running like this also counted as a warm-up before tutoring.
At this moment, Luo Feng’s speed was maintained at 15 metres per second, about 54 km/h. This was not his limit, but it was enough for a warm-up effect.
Whoosh, whoosh.
“There is still one month until the college entrance exam, so I will temporarily stop tutoring. In the past half year of tutoring, I earned 20,000 yuan.”
It was only after he obtained the “Advanced Student” title last year that he was able to easily find a tutoring job, teaching a boy basic movement techniques.
The pay was 100 yuan per hour.
Five days a week, one hour each evening. That meant his monthly income was about a little over 2,000 yuan.
“My father works hard all day, and his monthly salary is only two to three thousand yuan. I only need one hour of tutoring to earn more than him. This is the difference between ordinary people and martial arts academy advanced students. And if I can become a warrior, the difference will be even more shocking.”
Luo Feng’s eyes sharpened.
Ahead, in the alley, a truck was turning around and blocking the road.
However, Luo Feng did not slow down. While running, he suddenly pushed off the ground, leapt two to three metres high, stepped twice on the wall, then jumped down and continued sprinting forward.
After a short while, he arrived outside a quiet residential community.
“This is the kind of place my parents should live in.”
Luo Feng stopped and looked at the peaceful residential area ahead. The housing density here was relatively low, with artificial ponds and many trees and flowers. Even the high-rise buildings had sky gardens on every floor.
In addition to high-rises, there were also terraced houses.
It should be known that in present-day China, there were only six major base cities in the world, which were effectively six mega-cities. Each city had an enormous population, for example Jiangnan City had nearly 200 million people.
Naturally, land was extremely scarce. Duplex villas and terraced houses were already rare and expensive. Independent villas that occupied even more land required extremely high luxury taxes.
“I am going to Block 18, Room 1801.” Luo Feng said to the security guard at the entrance.
“Wait a moment.”
The guard used the video phone. The camera focused on Luo Feng, and a voice came through.
“It is Xiao Luo. Let him in.”
“Yes, sir.” The guard immediately let him pass.
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One hour later, Luo Feng walked out of the community.
“Tutoring is finished. I will go to the martial arts hall and see if my strength has improved.”
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Extreme Martial Arts Hall, the number one martial arts hall on Earth, founded by the world’s strongest man, Hong.
Martial arts halls are spread across the globe.
At the main entrance, Luo Feng swiped his student card and entered.
The hall was like a massive beast lying on the ground. Its size was larger than a high school campus. The main gate was wide enough for ten cars to enter side by side. Inside were three huge silver-white buildings shaped like spacecraft.
“Senior brother!”
“Hello, senior brother!”
On the paths and lawns inside, many students greeted him respectfully when they saw the Advanced Student badge on his chest.
The hall had three main buildings, for beginner, intermediate, and advanced students.
The first and second floors of the advanced building were large lecture halls, each capable of holding thousands of people. In total, the hall had around thirty to forty thousand students.
Only those aged 16 and above could join, and after 30 they were no longer allowed to train there.
There were only a few hundred advanced students, mostly in their twenties.
Luo Feng was only 18.
“Senior brother.”
Along the way, Luo Feng nodded in response to the greetings and entered the third floor of the advanced building, which was reserved only for advanced students.
The third floor had a training hall over 100 metres long and wide, where more than ten people were currently present.
“Feng.”
“Feng, you are here.”
The moment he entered, the advanced students greeted him warmly.
“Brother Wang, Brother Yang, Sister Li.” Luo Feng smiled back.
These people were all over 20 years old, making Luo Feng the youngest. In total, there were more than a hundred advanced students in the Yian district, but usually only a dozen or so came here, since most people preferred private training rooms if they had money.
Those who came here were mostly from poorer families living in low-cost housing.
Because of this, they naturally formed a close group. Luo Feng, however, was given the nickname “Madman” after once defeating three wealthy advanced students in a row.
“I wonder how much I have improved in the past half month.”
Luo Feng walked toward the corner of the training hall, where two punching strength testing machines were placed. All assessments, whether intermediate, advanced, or even warrior tests, required strength measurement.
He took a deep breath, relaxed his body completely, then suddenly tensed like a lion springing up. His spine acted like a bowstring, his force flowed from his legs through his waist and spine, and his right fist shot out like a cannonball.
Bang!
The punch hit the target.
The machine screen displayed: 809 kg.
“Not bad, Feng. You have crossed the 800 kg mark.” a tall, thin man over 1.9 metres said with a laugh. He had a scar on his face.
“Brother Yang.” Luo Feng smiled. “Compared to you, I am still far behind.”
He then asked, “Brother Yang, can you turn on the speed test machine?”
“Sure.”
The speed test was activated.
Luo Feng adjusted his breathing. The 60-metre track was ready, with the test zone near the end.
He suddenly pushed off.
Whoosh.
In an instant, he reached top speed, legs driving powerfully. He shot forward like an arrow, a gust of wind following him. In the blink of an eye, he passed the test zone and slowed down.
“How was it?” he asked.
“You improved again,” Brother Yang said in surprise. “Come see for yourself.”
The screen showed: 23.8 m/s.
“Not bad.”
Luo Feng was not very satisfied.
The requirements for becoming a warrior included three tests: strength, speed, and neural reaction.
In neural reaction, Luo Feng was already close to passing.
But strength required 900 kg.
Speed required 25 m/s, which is 100 metres in 4 seconds.