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nTranslator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

n“Good!”

nAndrew heaved a sigh of relief.

nIf it was just the strength of a third-grade martial artist, it shouldn’t be difficult to defeat Chief Charles with his current condition.

nAfter all, even the New York State University branch’s recruitment teacher, Will, a martial artist at the peak of the third-grade, had been defeated by him.

nMoreover, with his weapon in hand and the ability to use the Nine-layered Thunder Blade, his chances of defeating Chief Charles had increased.

nHowever, Andrew did not relax.

nThe man in front of him was the number one martial artist in Massachusetts. Even if his strength was suppressed to the third-grade, he was still far more powerful than an ordinary fourth-grade martial artist.

nAfter all, a person who could become a Grandmaster had more battle experience than an ordinary martial artist.

nAndrew held the B-grade composite metal blade and slowly walked to Chief Charles.

nChief Charles assumed a defensive posture.

nHowever…

nAndrew was not in a hurry to attack.

nHe stepped away and started counting, estimating the distance between him and Chief Charles.

nOne, two, three…

nNine steps.

nUsing the steps to measure the distance, although there are some errors, they will not be too big.

nAndrew thought in his heart.

nDirector Charles was stunned, and then, the corners of his mouth curved into a smile.

nIt seemed that Andrew was still too young.

nHe had met all sorts of opponents. From the moment Andrew used his footwork to retreat, he had already guessed what kind of move Andrew was going to use.

nIt was nothing more than opening up the distance and then charging. In that way, he could fully display the power of the blade.

nIn reality, though, the opponent would not be so kind as to let him put some distance between them and charge up.

nHowever, in the next moment, Andrew held the blade with both hands and stood ten meters away. He slashed at him.

nBoom!

nIt was as if a clap of thunder had exploded in the assessment room.

nOn the B-grade composite metal blade, there was a flash of lightning. A ten-meter-long Blade Qi mixed with lightning slashed down from the sky!

n“External Blade Qi?”

nChief Charles was stunned.

nFortunately, he reacted in time. His strength, which had been suppressed to a third-grade fighter, suddenly soared and directly reached the peak of the fourth grade!

nHe bent down, gathered all the Blood Qi in his body, and clenched his right fist. Charles then threw a punch toward the Lightning Blade Qi!

nThere was only a rumble.

nThe enormous Blood Qi power turned into a dark red force and directly rushed toward the ten-meter-long Lightning Blade Qi!

nThe Blade Qi and the fist power collided, and both exploded.

nA heatwave spread out from the center and almost overturned the equipment in the assessment room.

nDirector Charles took two steps back, grunting at the same time. All the hair on his body stood on ends.

nIn order to deal with that Lightning Blade Qi, he had to raise his strength to the peak of the fourth grade, albeit reluctantly.

nFortunately, he still managed to deal with it.

nOtherwise, he would have embarrassed himself in front of the juniors.

nAndrew also let out a muffled groan.

nHe took three steps back, put away his blade, and cupped his fists, saying, “As expected of Chief Charles. My full-strength attack was easily blocked by you. I’ve failed the battle technique test.”

nDirector Charles did not answer, but he was secretly shocked.

nAre you kidding me?

nIf I didn’t use the strength of a peak fourth-grade fighter, I would have been seriously injured by that strike.

n“Ahem, very normal.”

nChief Charles suppressed the excitement in his heart and said calmly, “If it were any other third-grade fighter, they definitely wouldn’t be able to take your blade. You don’t have to be discouraged. After all, I’m a seventh-grade fighter.”

nHearing Chief Charles’words, Andrew immediately understood.

nIt turned out that his attack wasn’t bad, just that the opponent was too strong.

n“Edward, Andrew’s battle technique test is considered to have passed. Bring him to get a Martial Artist Card.”

nChief Charles put on his clothes and left the assessment room with steady steps.

nIn the assessment room.

nEdward looked at Andrew in surprise.

nWas this really a high school student?

nIf he had been the one to receive that slash just now, he would have fallen to the ground and vomited blood even after blocking it.

nHe was a fighter of the fourth grade!

n“Well… Mr. Edward, can you take me to apply for Martial Artist Card? I really have something to do later.”

nEdward recovered from his surprise and nodded repeatedly.

n“Of course, please follow me.”

nThe two went straight down the stairs.

nThe other warriors who came to take the assessment looked at the two of them one after another.

n“That person is Edward, right? Who is the kid beside him?”

n“I heard that he is the strictest among the staff in charge of the assessment. The kid beside him must be the son of some leader.”

n“What if he’s here for the assessment?”

nAs soon as this person finished speaking, the others around him started to laugh.

n“He’s just a kid who hasn’t even reached 20 yet, and he still wants to take the assessment?”

n“I’ve already been through this three times. I know very well how difficult the assessment is.”

nA middle-aged man in his early thirties patted his chest and proclaimed.

nIn the corner of the fitness area on the first floor, the gray-haired youth, who hadn’t passed the assessment earlier, was stunned when he saw the two people coming down the stairs.

nHow was this possible!

nFrom the smile on Edward’s face, it could be seen that this youth had definitely passed the fighter assessment.

nBut how was this possible?

nHe was somewhat in disbelief.

nAt the front desk of the Martial Arts Administration Bureau, Edward casually called over a staff member.

n“Help this little brother apply for a Martial Artist Card. It has to be done as soon as possible. It’s best if you can get it now.”

nThe staff member looked at Andrew, his eyes full of doubt.

nWasn’t this the young man who had participated in the assessment not long ago?

nMoreover, from Mr. Edward’s words, it could be seen that this young man’s assessment results were obviously outstanding. Otherwise, there was no need to apply for the fastest Martial Artist Card for him.

nGenius!

nThis was the only word in the staff member’s heart.

nHe nodded and led Andrew into a room to apply for the Martial Artist Card.

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