Chapter 109 The reason why the blood race was slaughtered
The inspector's eyes lingered on Rosen for a while and asked: "Do you want to be the first to try it?"
He handed a pair of gloves to Rosen.
"I'll do it." Johnson took the glove from Rosen, tied it to his right fist, looked at the test target in front of him, and asked, "Is it enough to just punch it?
I'm worried that I will break the instrument. If it is broken, do I need to compensate?"
"It's up to me to crush it, just punch with your maximum strength." The tester looked at Johnson with a smile, he was looking forward to the muscular man's performance.
"Okay, you said it!" Johnson summoned up all his strength and punched hard toward the target on the instrument: "Pop!"
The loud collision revealed the power of Johnson's punch. The test equipment vibrated violently and even the bricks on the ground shook slightly.
"It's not broken. This thing is quite strong." Johnson was a little disappointed. It seemed that his punching power was not shocking.
A string of numbers appeared on the instrument's magic screen: 580.
"At 580 kilograms, the force of your punch is equivalent to a full-strength punch from one of our adult escorts. It's amazing." The results were consistent with the inspector's thoughts. The child's body was indeed not dead muscle.
"Who's coming next?" The inspector looked at the other three children with a smile.
"I'll do it." Ada took the glove and imitated Johnson in binding the glove to her right fist: "Don't look at me because I'm small. When I was eight years old, Johnson had to wear it on me.
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When you were eight years old?
Rosen recalled some clips. When Johnson was eight years old, he was very dull. Every time he was bullied by children, it was Ada who stood up and scolded the children who bullied Johnson until they cried.
, those children still have a psychological shadow on Ada.
A punch was thrown out, but it only caused a slight shake on the instrument, and the number on the instrument also changed from 580 to 80, leaving only a fraction?
Ada was dumbfounded, pointed at the instrument and said, "Johnson, you didn't break the instrument just now, did you? That's why I couldn't detect it with my shocking punch?"
Hearing this, both Jenny and Johnson laughed out loud, and even the uncle in charge of testing them also chuckled a few times.
Jenny glanced sideways at Rosen and took the initiative to take the gloves from Ada. The value she counted was 90 kilograms, which was 10 kilograms higher than Ada. Suddenly Ada became even more unhappy.
Jenny had a satisfied smile on her face and walked towards Rosen: "Come on."
"Definitely." Rosen took the glove and without saying anything else, he wrapped the business on the glove around his forearm and came to the instrument.
He had no choice. If he wanted to join the guard, he had to reveal some strength. At least the value in the test could not be too low, and the strength attribute was the most important of all values.
"You just need to release some blood energy, not too much, just enough." Rosen carefully controlled the flow of blood energy in his body.
The muscles in his right arm were obviously swollen, his biceps were bulging, and his triceps were ready to go. With Rosen's eyes glaring, he sprinted out with his right fist.
Everyone only heard a sharp sound of wind in their ears, and Rosen's fist had already landed on the target.
The instrument vibrated obviously, and the bricks on the ground shook a little. Although the power of this punch was not as powerful as Johnson's, the momentum of the punch was even greater.
"350 kilograms? Isn't this instrument really broken?" The inspector narrowed his eyes, somewhat unconvinced.
Johnson glanced at the number. Well, it was much smaller than himself. It was within expectations, but it was much higher than Jenny and Ada. He was also surprised. In his impression, Rosen was never very expressive.
Is this the power that breaks out in silence?
He thought of the time when he was captured by the Minotaur. The black shadow that killed the Minotaur was probably Rosen!
In Johnson's eyes, Rosen is no longer the second brother who needs to be protected behind him.
"The instrument is indeed broken, let me tell you." Ada said.
Jenny stared at Rosen who was retreating, her eyes moving.
"350 kilograms? Can a thin child achieve this value? This has reached the level of an ordinary adult guard." The inspector gasped slightly.
"But the way he punched just now and the sound of the punch seemed to have been specially trained. He doesn't have the strength or speed to do it. This kid has some foundation!"
The inspector secretly admired him. He took a second look at Rosen. Those who exert extraordinary strength with a weak body are usually geniuses. They can also perform extremely well in battle. They are a good prospect.
"Okay, there are two more tests next. Just now this is strength, and next there are speed and reaction." The tester said with a look of shock.
Reaction and speed are not only needed by swordsmen, but also in kingdoms with other magical heritages, such as archery or sword skills, which are also inseparable from these two basic abilities. In fact, there is also a universal ability.
It's called defense, but there are no instruments to detect defense, and there are no relevant standards.
In the next test, Rosen also used a little bit of his invisible blood power to try to control his performance below Johnson. Johnson was bound to break through. As long as he was weaker than Johnson, he was sure to be able to enter.
Selection of the escort team.
Johnson's speed and reaction scores are 25 and 30 respectively, and Rosen's are 24 and 29. As for Ada and Jenny, these two values are higher than the two of them.
"Reactions and speed in your twenties and thirties are at a good level for ordinary people. They are barely okay. However, these two attributes may deteriorate with age. You still need to be cautious. You must pay more attention to maintaining your nerve acuity in the future.
." The inspector commented.
"Uncle, may I ask, how many of the four of us will pass the screening?" Jenny stepped forward and asked.
Looking at this polite little girl, the inspector smiled and nodded slightly: "Maybe if we are lucky, there will only be three. Our escort team has relatively low standards for girls, but that's not necessarily the case."
He did not specifically say which three might be selected, but it was basically certain that Ada was hopeless.
Just after the testing personnel sent away the four children, a door next to the testing room suddenly opened, and a man wearing armor and a sword decorated with gems around his waist walked out.
A feeling of self-prestige.
The man came to the tester and asked with a straight face: "That kid named Rosen, give me his test data."
The room next to the testing room is where the escort team usually takes a short break to handle some affairs. The person who came out of the room was the leader of the village escort team.
The inspector wiped the cold sweat from his forehead in front of him, pulled out Rosen's inspection report from the pile of reports that had been sorted out, and handed it to the guard captain in front of him.
"The reaction and speed data are average. The strength is very good. It actually reaches 350 kilograms of punching power?" He was stunned after seeing Rosen's strength report, and his face seemed to become more gloomy.
How could a thin-looking kid punch with such high power?
Is there something wrong with this child? Isn't he the Demon God Clan in disguise?
"Are you interested in this child?" the examiner asked.
"How can a child punch with a force of 350 kilograms?" he asked as if talking to himself.
"It's not difficult to understand, because that kid's punching skills are great, and he's not the kid with the highest punching power. The one with the highest punching power is 580 kilograms!"
"580 kilograms of punching power?!" The guard captain's eyes widened: "Show me the child's report."
When Johnson's report came into view and his name came into view, a flash of surprise flashed in the guard captain's eyes: "Isn't this the child who was kidnapped by the Minotaur before?"
"The future is promising, the children in our village are very good!" After a while, the guard captain said with satisfaction.
In contrast, Rosen's strength value is not that exaggerated.
The guard captain left the testing room and came to another room, where there was a group of team members.
"team leader!"
"Mr. Lane!"
In addition to the team members, there is also a male advisor.
The guard captain handed Rosen's report to one of the team members and said, "Please help me observe this kid more in the future, so as not to expose your whereabouts."
"Captain, what's wrong with this kid?" The team member looked at the picture on the report and asked.
"Maybe it has something to do with the Demon Clan, but I have no evidence." Captain Ren said in a low voice.
"Demon clan? 350 kilograms of punching power? A fourteen-year-old child!?" The team member understood immediately.
Renn's eyes then looked at the consultant who had appeared in the room at some point: "Are you... from Mr. Bode's family?"