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nTranslator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

nWith a Blood Qi value of 3600, he had reached the lowest Blood Qi standard of a third-rank fighter.

nMoreover, the Blood Qi value had touched 3700 in his last punch!

nEdward took another look at Andrew’s personal information.

n18 years old!

nHow was this possible?

nJust a few minutes ago, when he first saw Andrew’s personal information, he already had a first impression.

nThis Andrew was squandering money to fool around.

nMassachusetts was only this big.

nIf a genius could pass the Martial Arts Assessment at the age of 18, wouldn’t the Martial Arts Administration Bureau receive any news?

nThe reputation of such a genius would have spread all over the country long ago.

nMoreover, the entrance examination was about to be held.

nThose top universities would definitely send people to contact such a genius early on.

nBut now, the Martial Arts Administration Bureau had not heard of any university rushing to Massachusetts for a certain person.

nEdward looked at Andrew with a strange expression.

nThis person couldn’t have filled out fake information, right? What if he was already in his twenties?

nTo have a 3,700 Blood Qi score in his twenties, no matter which state, he could still be considered a genius.

nBut compared to being 18, it was much more normal.

n“Andrew, are you sure that the personal information you filled in is accurate?”

n“Of course. Didn’t I also enter my resident ID? How could it be fake?”Andrew frowned.

nNow, they were asking about his identity.

nCould it be that they knew he couldn’t compensate for this Blood Qi testing machine, so they were going to ask his family for money?

n“18 years old?”

nEdward still found it hard to believe, so he asked again.

n“What nonsense. Isn’t it just money? I’ll pay you.”

n“No need to pay, no need… This is just a low-grade testing machine. Besides, the Martial Arts Administration is responsible for the damage.”

nEdward explained quickly.

nA low-grade testing machine?

nEdward seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes lit up. He looked at Andrew with even more fervent eyes.

nThe low-grade equipment was prepared for fighters of the third rank and below.

nIf Andrew could break the low-grade test equipment, then it meant that he had at least the Blood Qi value of a fighter of the third rank.

nWhat if he changed it to intermediate testing equipment?

nEdward was shocked by his own thoughts.

nWhat was he thinking? To be able to have the strength of a fighter of the third rank at the age of 18 was already a genius among geniuses.

nEven in the entire country, only one or two freaks similar to him could be found within a hundred years.

nIf it was a fourth stage martial artist or even above…

nThen he would really be the number one person in the entire country!

n“Since I don’t have to pay for it, then it’s fine. Hurry up and carry out the speed test. I still have to go home in a while,” Andrew urged the examiner.

n“This way. There’s a runway here.”

nEdward opened a secret door, which contained a glass runway.

nThe runway was two hundred meters long. It extended out from this building to another building.

n“The speed test is mainly…”

nWhoosh!

nBefore Edward could finish his words, he heard the whistling of the air by his ear.

nFull speed!

nBy the time Edward came back to his senses, Andrew was already running back.

nOn the display of the speedometer at the top of the runway, a number appeared:

n28.8 m

/s!

n“28.8 m

/s. The speed has also exceeded the lowest value of a third-grade fighter!”

nEdward felt as though his entire body was floating.

nHe did not care that Andrew was still at the side. Edward directly took out his cell phone and dialed the number of the chief of the Martial Arts Administration Bureau. “Chief, hurry up. Come to exam room No. 2. I found a freak!”

nHuh?

nAndrew frowned.

nDamn.

nWho was he calling a freak?

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nIn the chief’s office of the Boston Martial Arts Administration.

nCharles Nick, who was known as the number one martial artist in Massachusetts, strode out of the office. Like a gust of wind, he turned into an afterimage and arrived at the door of Exam Room No. 2 in less than a minute.

nThe door of the exam room was slowly pushed open.

nInside, a complaining voice sounded, “What about starting the reaction test? I’m very busy. I’ve already said that I’m in a rush to go home. Can you hurry up…? Right, you just called me a freak. If there’s a next time, I’ll have to get a lawyer to talk to you.”

n“Cursing you?”

nEdward was stunned.

nCalling him a freak was obviously a compliment! The other people who came here to take the test didn’t even have the right to call themselves a freak.

nIf it wasn’t for your extraordinary talent, I would have told you to scram home after the test.

nAt that moment, Andrew sensed a trace of danger and turned his head away. His gaze became serious.

n“Is this the strength of the Martial Arts Administration’s chief? A fighter of the seventh-grade Grandmaster realm.”

nThis was the first person that Andrew met that posed a threat to him.

nEdward went up to greet him respectfully, “Chief Charles, you’re here?”

nCharles nodded and looked at Andrew. With a curious gaze, he asked, “Is he that freak you were talking about?”

nYou’re the freak!

nYou people from the Martial Arts Administration are all freaks!

nAndrew gritted his teeth.

nAlright, bear with it!

nWith his current strength, he was not a match for a seventh-grade Grandmaster realm warrior.

nI’ll let you guys off the hook this time.

nOnce I break through the Qi Formation realm and advance to the Spirit Refining realm, I’ll definitely come over and take revenge. I’ll scold all of you from the administration!

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