Chapter 32

In the monitoring room, a wall was projected with all of Sun Yan's information, including a half-body photo of him.

In the photo, Sun Yan's smile still carried a hint of childishness, which was completely different from the spirited and vibrant young man in the hall. However, they were indeed the same person.

"Huff, huff..."

Mr. Li Gang, the homeroom teacher, was breathing heavily. His cultivation was merely that of a third-level warrior, far inferior to the others present. Faced with Teacher Dao's sharp and intimidating aura, he felt as if he were sitting on pins and needles. Moreover, with his guilty conscience, he was almost about to faint.

Warriors at the ninth level could injure others with their aura alone. Although Li Gang had heard about this before, this was his first time experiencing it firsthand.

It was impossible for Sun Yan to have impersonated someone else. It was also unbelievable for a student to advance from the body-forging stage to a second-level warrior in just half a month. The only possibility was that Sun Yan's information had been tampered with, and this was indeed the case.

Li Gang wished this was just a terrible nightmare, and that he would wake up to find everything normal. Unfortunately, Teacher Dao's powerful aura, like a thorn in his throat, clearly told him that this nightmare was a harsh reality.

Wang Sen quickly smiled and said, "Old Dao, don't get angry. We'll discuss this matter thoroughly in our college later." He knew his comrade's temper; although he usually seemed easy-going, once he got truly angry, he could even confront the commander of the Third Army Group.

Of course, at this moment, Wang Sen absolutely could not admit that the examinee's information had been tampered with. Even if he and Teacher Dao were comrades-in-arms, this matter could only be discussed privately. If it were brought up in such a formal setting, it would be difficult to handle internally, and Nan Ying College's reputation would suffer severely.

At this moment, Guo Nu said with a cold tone, "You're right, Old Dao, don't get angry. We are just exam supervisors, responsible for maintaining order and assessing the candidates' qualities. Issues with the candidates' information are not our concern."

With a few words, Guo Nu seemed to be taking a neutral stance, but the mocking tone in his voice was evident to everyone.

Wang Sen's face turned red with embarrassment, his square face flushed. Losing face in front of his former comrades-in-arms, he was at a loss for how to save face. He cursed inwardly, "Those damn Qian family bastards, using me as a shield. After the exam, I'll make sure to give them a good lesson. If I don't, I won't be Wang."

Teacher Dao, with a cold expression, reined in his aura. He looked at Carter, who was sitting beside him, and patted Carter's shoulder, saying, "Carter, you did a great job. Whether in the past or now, you're always excellent."

Carter nodded excitedly, his heart filled with joy. He had not misjudged Sun Yan. Getting praise from his former superior was more gratifying than any other words.

Ye Zefeng, who had been silent, suddenly said, "A score of 3999KG in the strength test alone is more than enough to enter the ordinary department of Di Feng College."

Upon hearing this, including Wang Sen, the teachers, instructors, and principal of Nan Ying College all felt a collective sense of despair. "Major Ye, don't add fuel to the fire. Isn't it chaotic enough already? If this news spreads, it will be impossible to cover up!"

Teacher Dao's eyes widened, almost ready to burst. This was what he found most infuriating.

A strength test score of 3999KG, with such power, it was likely that the other two tests would also achieve an A- rating. If this student entered the ordinary department of Di Feng College, especially as Carter's disciple, it would be a great honor to mention this to others.

However, Sun Yan's written test scores were all 0, which severely affected his overall score. To enter Di Feng College, one must achieve an A+ rating in all three tests.

In the past graduation exams, achieving A+ in all three tests was almost unheard of, as such students were usually directly admitted by the college and would not participate in the graduation exam.

Guo Nu snorted coldly, glanced at Wang Sen, and whispered, "Old Dao, that's enough. Don't make this bigger, or it will be difficult for Wang to handle."

Teacher Dao's face was filled with anger, but he finally calmed down, thinking, "What a pity for this candidate. However, even if he can't enter Di Feng College, after this, he should be able to enter one of the top 10 higher colleges in the Nan Feng region."

A second-level warrior at 16 years old, who could master the "Crushing Fist" to a perfect level, clearly had exceptional martial talent, meeting the standard of a typical genius. However, considering Wang Sen's position, Teacher Dao had to suppress his anger. After all, Di Feng College was not short of geniuses.

"Alright, I believe Principal Wang will handle this fairly." Seeing Sun Yan stand in front of the strength testing machine again, Teacher Dao patted the chair. "Let's watch this candidate's strength test, and then we'll check other exam rooms."

Hearing this, Wang Sen felt a great relief, knowing that his three comrades were still giving him face. He laughed loudly, "Of course, of course. The record for the first place in the strength test has been held for 20 years. We should definitely stay to see if it's broken."

Ye Zefeng shook his head and said, "Whether the record will be broken is uncertain. A punch force of 3999KG is already the limit for a second-level warrior. The third strength test might not be as good as the previous one. However, it's worth looking forward to."

The people present, except for Li Gang, Qian Wei, and Qian Juren, all showed signs of anticipation. The record for the first place in the strength test at Nan Ying College had indeed been held for too long. If a new record could be set, even if it was just 1KG higher, it would be a cause for celebration.

"Please don't break the record! Please don't break the record!" Li Gang kept praying in his heart. If Sun Yan really broke the record, the punishment he would face would be even more severe.

In the hall, Sun Yan stood in front of the strength testing machine again, waiting for the staff to announce the start.

The staff member looked at the time and smiled, asking, "Candidate No. 144, do you want to prepare for 2 more minutes? A good preparation will help you break the record."

It was rare to see the possibility of breaking the long-held first-place record, so the staff member gave extra attention, and no one in the exam room objected.

Sun Yan was taken aback, looked at the large screen in front, and murmured, "Break the record? Alright, I'll take it seriously. Let's start, teacher."

"Take it seriously?" The staff member was speechless, thinking, "These martial geniuses are really proud. Could the 3999KG score from earlier have been just a casual effort?"

"Candidate No. 144, third strength test, 30 seconds to prepare..."

Sun Yan's gaze focused, his body relaxed, and he took a deep breath. As he inhaled, the air around him began to flow rapidly, and his clothes clung tightly to his skin. Candidates nearby even heard the sound of the wind entering Sun Yan's body.

A series of crisp sounds came from inside Sun Yan's body, like the whistling of the wind. His right fist seemed to be enveloped in an invisible aura, a sign of his inner energy rapidly circulating through his body, reaching his limbs and skin, a hallmark of a second-level warrior.

Then, Sun Yan took a small step forward with his left foot, assuming a strange punching stance. His left fist was lowered in front of him, and his right fist, poised but not moving, suddenly drew an arc.

Thud!

A dull sound echoed, initially not noticeable, but a few seconds later, the candidates felt a loud noise in their ears, making their hearts skip a beat.

Eager eyes turned to the screen, where the numbers kept rolling and finally stopped at 8000KG.

The entire exam room fell silent. The candidates gaped at the strength testing machine, truly doubting whether this was a machine malfunction.

How could it be 8000KG? Is this person really a student? If so, shouldn't he be directly admitted? Why come to the graduation exam? To crush their confidence and self-esteem?

Not far away, Shui Lianqing covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming. This boy was... indeed as powerful as he originally was.

The staff member, both surprised and amazed, directly entered the score: "Candidate No. 144, new first-place record: 8000KG!"

At this moment, the candidates in the entire exam room finally came to their senses. Many ignored the rules of silence and burst into exclamations, including the screams and declarations of love from female candidates.

In the crowd, Qian Li's face turned ashen. He never expected this. Suddenly, he remembered his brother Qian Lin's evasive expression, feeling both angry and furious. He had truly been ruined by this useless brother.

On the large screen in the hall, the long-held first-place record slowly moved down, and the new first place became Sun Yan's information.

"Candidate No.: 144, Name: Sun Yan, Class: C-69, Final strength test score: 8000KG."

At the same time, this information was displayed on the screens in the other 499 exam rooms.

In Exam Room 32, Qian Julong, who had just broken the 240th place record, was still basking in his success when he saw the top line of the screen. His eyes widened, "What's going on? Sun Yan, C-69, 8000KG! What the hell is going on?"

In all the exam rooms, there was a commotion. This record was so high that the candidates could only look up to it. The information about this candidate seemed to mock the students of the A and B classes.

In Exam Room 362, everyone in the monitoring room stood up involuntarily, staring at the screen in the hall. The 8000KG score was almost blinding.

Li Gang shouted hysterically, "8000KG! This is impossible! This Sun Yan must be an impostor, a substitute! Or, or it must be a machine malfunction!"

As the chief instructor of the C-class at Nan Ying College, Qian Wei also found it hard to believe and exclaimed, "8000KG! This is impossible! Even a second-level warrior, with the 'Crushing Fist' at a perfect level and our Qian family's unique technique 'Cutting Gold and Jade,' can only achieve a maximum of 6500KG. This Sun Yan is clearly just a second-level warrior. This is impossible!"

"Oh?" Ye Zefeng turned his head, his face cold, "Is it really impossible?"

Qian Juren's face suddenly turned pale, thinking of a possibility, "Could it be... a higher-level battle technique?"

"Hmph!"

Guo Nu turned to Wang Sen and said coldly, "Principal Wang, I clearly tell you, this matter cannot be covered up."