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nTranslator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire

nNumber 1: Zhao Kai, 1250 points!

nNumber 2: Feng Lin, 1228 points!

nNumber 3: Du Zhiming, 987 points!

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nIn the end, Feng Lin got number 2.

nIn Interstellar Era, the examination emphasized more on the martial portion over the written one.

nAfter all, the written exam only tested the knowledge and theories, while the martial exam tested the genes and cultivation.

nThe universe was limitless, with countless races and ethnicities.

nThis seemingly vast universe looked spacious but was filled with conflict.

nThe cruel law of the jungle made every race stay alert, including humans. Once a mistake was made, the race would probably be finished.

nOnly by continuous evolutions could one establish their dominance in this cruel universe.

nIn contrast to the pure theories, genetic cultivation involved the evolution of life’s fundamental nature. It was obviously the main focus of the exam.

nSimilar to the written exam, there was no limit to the points one could get in the martial exam.

nIt was calculated with a fixed formula. Based on the vitality as its main factor, with the speed and strength as its secondary factor, it concatenated the two to produce the final result.

nThis implied that with a high vitality score, fast speed, and powerful strength, the final score was without limits.

nIt was set this way to encourage people to cultivate diligently and to break through as soon as they could to become the actual Interstellar cultivator.

nFeng Lin obtained a transformation in a very short time by using the genetic equation ability to improve himself.

nHowever, he was just an ordinary man. No matter how great the change was, he would not become a supreme expert instantly.

nThere was still a huge discrepancy between his vitality and Zhao Kai’s who was the first in class.

nIn the second exam, he got 640 points which were far behind Zhao Kai’s 1000 points. His total score was slightly less than Zhao Kai’s.

nRegardless, he was one of the only two candidates who scored more than 1000 points in the class.

nDu Zhiming, who ranked the third, had been left far behind and did not belong to the same category anymore.

nTemporary lagging behind was not a big deal.

nFeng Lin knew very well that his previous foundation of cultivation was terrible. Therefore, he did not expect to reach the sky in a single leap.

nWith the genetic equation, through strengthening and points accumulation, how fast would his progress be?

nPerhaps, by the next exam, he would far surpass Zhao Kai. This man would never be the target that he pursued!

nFeng Lin was certain about that.

nIn every class, only the top three were eligible to cultivate in the Illusory Martial Pagoda. As for the rest, the rankings were not important.

nThe bottom ten students were all extremely sad; they looked depressed and lethargic.

nThey lost the opportunities to sit for the pre-college exam and could only get a high school graduation certificate. They had to struggle for a living in society.

nIn the Interstellar Era, cruel competitions were everywhere.

nNot only humans but the same thing also happened to schools too.

nEach school would fight for a good ranking in the pre-college exam to keep its good reputation and gain a good source of elite students.

nTo achieve that, besides producing a genius who got excellent results, the enrollment rate played a vital role as well.

nSome people who were fated to be ineligible for college would lower the enrollment rate.

nHence, some low-grade students in each of the classes would not make it for the pre-college exam every year. Plus, those who dropped out could not repeat the year. There was no such thing in the Interstellar Era.

nInitially, Feng Lin had been one of them. Now, with his own effort, he outshined the others and became the second in his class.

nAlthough Feng Lin was usually calm, he was secretly overjoyed at that moment.

nFeng Clan reckoned that Feng Lin could not enroll in a college. Thus, they sent him for an internship in the clan’s factory.

nNow that Feng Lin made a firm and strong step, as long as he persevered, he would have enough capital to negotiate with his clan soon and escape from his destiny of being manipulated.

n“The rest, please be dismissed. The three of you, follow me!” The female head teacher announced and signaled Feng Lin, Zhao Kai, and Du Zhiming to come along.

nOut of the classroom, they rode on the school’s magnetic floating train and headed to the cultivation building.

nAlong the journey, Zhao Kai and Du Zhiming laughed and chatted, but none of them glanced at Feng Lin. They both had a scornful look on their faces.

nFeng Lin was reluctant to bother with them too. He sat on his seat and adjusted his breaths to recover the energy consumed in the previous martial exam.

nMeanwhile, the head teacher beside was quietly surveying him. She wanted to see through this student who had risen from a clear disadvantage.

nUndeniably, she did not discover anything about Feng Lin, only a calmness and maturity that exceeded his age.

nAt such a young age, he had a mature character. If there were nothing unexpected he would surely have a bright future.

nShe nodded to herself; her regard for Feng Lin increased slightly more.

nThe train was fast, and they arrived at an imposingly grand building soon. A big group had gathered at the entrance and waited in silence.

nAs they saw Feng Lin and the rest, they waved and greeted Zhao Kai and Du Zhiming.

nThere were only a few graduating classes in a single batch of high school. Thus, all the top students from different classes knew each other.

n“Eh, why isn’t Fang Shan here? Isn’t he the third in your class all this while? Who is this fella?”

n“How come we have never seen this guy?”

n“Look at where he is standing, he seems like the second of the class. Did he push Du Zhiming to number three?”

n“Since when did someone like this appear in the 17th class?”

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nThe students from other classes looked at Feng Lin who showed up suddenly as they were greeting Zhao Kai and Du Zhiming.

nThe female head teacher was chatting with other head teachers too while pointing at Feng Lin from afar.

nFeng Lin lowered his head and meditated without being bothered.

n“Zhao Kai, who’s he?” A skinny pretty boy leaned over and asked Zhao Kai with a cynical smile.

n“Just a lucky kid!” Zhao Kai’s face twitched. He answered while pretending not to care.

nYet, the pretty boy was obviously not so gullible. Seeing Zhao Kai getting exasperated, his eyes rolled as he judged Feng Lin thoughtfully.

nHe knew very well that Zhao Kai was arrogant and reckless. This new guy must be extraordinary to enrage Zhao Kai to this extent.

nFeeling the sights on him, Feng Lin had no intentions to get closer at all. He waited for the opening of Illusory Martial Pagoda patiently.

nBearing burdensome stress, he had no time to spare for small talks.

nSoon after, the Illusory Martial Pagoda opened.

nThey entered according to the sequence. Feng Lin then entered a spacious room that was completely empty.

nIs this the Illusory Martial Pagoda? Hmm, I wonder how it would be. This illusory martial system was the product of Interstellar technology at its peak. It was Feng Lin’s first time here, so he was extremely curious.

nSuddenly, the lights turned off and it was pitch dark.

nBeams of light converged from all corners like the meteors meeting in the sky and formed different illusions. A thirty-story high pagoda appeared before them all of a sudden.

nThis was an illusory space constructed by the energy.

n“Energy collection completed. The Illusory Martial Pagoda opens now! Senior year student, Feng Lin, no records of entering the martial pagoda before, start from the first level!” A robotic voice was heard.

nThere were thirty levels of the Illusory Martial Pagoda. The higher the level, the more difficult it would be. It was like a hurdle to overcome if one wanted to reach a higher pagoda level.

nEveryone’s progress in the pagoda would be recorded by the Illusory Martial Pagoda’s core memory. The next time one entered the pagoda, he would start again from where he had stopped previously until he reached the peak.

nSince Feng Lin had never been here, he had to start from Level 1 this time.

nThat was exactly what he wanted.

nStarting from the most bottom level, he would figure out the virtuality of the Illusory Martial Pagoda and break through them one by one.

nThe gate of Level 1 pagoda opened up in silence.

nFeng Lin stepped into it. The scene changed like he just entered a whole new world.

nIt was a martial training field. In the middle of it, a sturdy and muscular man stood in the field, giving out a suffocating and capable aura. He was wearing an old-fashioned long, green robe.

nDoubtlessly, this was an ancient man from the feudalism era.

nWhen Feng Lin approached him, his eyes opened up all of a sudden, radiating an oppressing aura.

n“Hong Fist’s seventh inheritor, Hong Gang! Please enlighten me!” He put his hands together, preparing for battle. Feng Lin was slightly amazed, as this man really resembled someone alive and not just a computer simulation.

n“Please!” Feng Lin clasped his hands too and treated him respectfully.

nAfter the greeting, they started fighting instantly…

n“Ha!”

nHong Gang exhaled and let out a yell. He made a step abruptly and moved like a storm, unleashing a punch.

nThe punch concealed a heaven-shaking prowess; its motion happened in just a flash.

nDelicate like a lady and fast like a hare, this punch contained the essence of his martial arts.

nArchstep Punch!

nHorse Stance Butterfly Palm!

nReverse Elbow!

n…

nThe Hong Fist was an ancient Huaxia fist technique. It was extremely violent and powerful. Once used, the user’s fist would be flowing and striking continuously, making it unavoidable.

nHong Gang was obviously a skilled master of Hong Fist. His moves were stable and fierce like a tiger.

nFeng Lin had next to no experience about fighting, in fact, this was the first time he had ever fought. No surprise, he was instantly suppressed at the first move and was immediately trapped in a difficult situation.

nIn the next three moves, he erupted forth with strength and jumped ten steps away, lengthening the distance before changing his stance.

nBasic military fist!

nAs a student with an ordinary background, he naturally had no way to learn valuable genetic martial arts.

nThis basic military fist was an elementary body-strengthening martial art. The moves were simple and effective with great destructive power.

nFeng Lin made a leap and fought with the opponent. He was actually enjoying the fighting process.

nIn terms of proficiency and ability to grab opportunities, Feng Lin was no match for Hong Gang. Yet, he found out something queer.

nThe opponent’s speed and strength were a lot weaker than his.

nPausing to recall, he realized what was the reason behind it.

nIn fact, for every higher floor in the Illusory Martial Pagoda, the vitality stats of the combat master would increase by 0.1.

nAs the guardian of Level 1, Hong Gang only had 0.1 vitality which was the average of Ancient Earth Era’s humans.

nAnd there was this saying: Strength subdues everything!

nAlthough Feng Lin was not as skillful as Hong Gang, he gradually suppressed his opponent due to his immense advantage of having a much higher vitality.

nAs time passed, he got more proficient with the basic military fist.

nAlthough he had ever done some training before, they were not useful at all as they couldn’t be compared to actual combat experiences. Now, it was an actual fight, he naturally gained martial experiences much faster than before.

nAfter gene strengthening, his body was full of vitality. His strength, speed, and coordination…. they were all above ordinary person’s limits. He was extremely fast in learning martial arts too.

nGradually, he discovered the essence of the basic military fist and started to get more proficient in it.

nAt this moment, he was no weaker than Hong Gang in terms of techniques. The dominance of his vitality made the fight boring.

nDragonsnake Strangle!

nFeng Lin used the killer move of basic military fist abruptly. Jumping into the air, his legs were like a dragon wrapping around Hong Gang’s body. With a violent twist, he caused Hong Gang’s body that was formed from energy motes to dissipate completely.

nThe gate to Level 2 then opened up.

nGenetic potential 10%!

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