Global Evolution: I Super Double Up on my evolution Chapter 402 - 197 I! Punch Strength Tester Killer!2

After the third-year student spoke up, a nearby sophomore, also a finalist, chuckled. "He Yanlin, since when have you started paying attention to the first-year guys?"

I have to pay attention. The two first-year girls I’m interested in seem to be quite close to him. This is so tough for , He Yanlin lanted.

While saying this, the third-year, He Yanlin, inadvertently let his gaze wander over to Qin Yao, his face a picture of regret.

On the day of enrollnt, he had taken a liking to her at first sight.

Unexpectedly, it seems this girl is already spoken for. What a pity, he thought. Whether I can steal her away depends on how the finals go. If I can defeat, or even dominate, that student nad Su Yan, then I can make my move. Otherwise, it’s better to keep a respectful distance. I don’t want to get beaten to a pulp before I even make a dent.

Seeing the two of them chatting, several other senior finalists joined the conversation.

"I must say, this year’s first-years are incredibly strong."

"Yeah, two first-years made it to the finals. This must be the strongest cohort in history."

"I heard that the Skill Competition champions from both the Institute of Plant Cultivation and the Institute of Spirit were won by that first-year, Su Yan. He’s from Jiuzhou and minoring in both disciplines."

"That extraordinary?"

"To be honest, I feel our Institute of Qi and Blood won’t be spared either."

"After all, our institute’s Skill Competition bans fourth-year students from participating. With only us third-years, it feels like we’re going to be completely trounced."

Unlike the seniors from the Institute of Plant Cultivation and the Institute of Spirit, these finalists from the Institute of Qi and Blood seed to have a much clearer grasp of the situation. They didn’t assu their seniority ant they could effortlessly crush Su Yan, a first-year.

There was no helping it; Su Yan’s recent prominence was too overwhelming.

He was minoring in three disciplines, not to ntion he’d already won two Skill Competition championships in two of them.

Even a blind person could see how terrifying this first-year nad Su Yan was.

Especially that recent post on the school forum claiming Su Yan had sohow levitated two hundred people.

That was just ridiculous.

Even if it was an exaggeration, winning championships as a first-year minoring in other disciplines was proof enough of his terrifying strength.

While these senior finalists were discussing Su Yan, Chen Ziyao, another finalist who had been silent until then, suddenly spoke.

"When you call Su Yan the top first-year, I have to disagree."

Chen Ziyao leaned against a pillar, his expression skeptical.

At that mont, he was still unaware that Su Yan had already won two Skill Competition championships. This was the pride of Jiuzhou No.1 High School’s top student from the class of 2021; he never paid attention to any opponent and never perceived any peers as threats. In my heart, only I, as the top high school student, am worth surpassing, he believed. To put it in more grandiose, adolescent terms: the only one who can defeat is myself.

Upon hearing Chen Ziyao’s remark, the other seniors unconsciously turned their gaze towards him.

Just as they were about to say sothing, the Skill Competition finals of the Institute of Qi and Blood began.

A burly fourth-year student stepped forward, his voice booming, "Ladies and gentlen, good afternoon!"

"I’m Chen Nianfan, a fourth-year student from the Institute of Qi and Blood, and I will be your host for today’s Skill Competition finals!"

"Blah, blah, blah..."

After a string of pointless pleasantries, the fourth-year host finally announced loudly, "Let the finals begin!"

The final round required contestants to use HP external release to strike a Punch Strength Tester positioned two ters away. Whoever registered the highest punch strength data would be the winner.

And this ti, Su Yan wasn’t the last to perform; he was scheduled second.

The contestant before him was none other than his fellow first-year, Chen Ziyao.

Whether this arrangent by the school’s faculty was deliberate or pure coincidence was unknown.

In any case, it generated maximum buzz.

After all, these two exceptional first-year students were both popular candidates for the championship, far outshining the remaining six third-year students.

Having them compete against each other right at the start was like playing a Wang Zha at the beginning of a ga of Fight the Landlord—an instant attention-grabber.

Soon after, the host called out again, "Please welco our first contestant, Student Chen Ziyao, to the stage for his demonstration!"

As the host’s voice faded, Chen Ziyao, Demon City’s top scholar, who was already prepared offstage, Teleported onto the platform with a WHOOSH.

His incredible speed instantly electrified the audience.

"That speed is just too fast!"

"You might not believe , but I didn’t even catch a glimpse of him!"

"This year’s first-years are sothing else!"

Hearing the audience’s exclamations, a satisfied smile appeared on Chen Ziyao’s face. He, like Su Yan, was a showman at heart, feeling out of sorts if a day passed without so grandstanding. The gasps from the crowd at this mont were incredibly satisfying to him.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Chen Ziyao faced the Punch Strength Tester two ters away, took a small step back with his left leg, and assud a punching stance, gathering his power.

Then, taking a deep breath, a red glow suddenly emanated from his body. This radiant blood-red light, almost gaseous, converged at his fist, forming a dazzling crimson energy fist.

SUDDENLY! A HUMMING sound filled the air!

Chen Ziyao threw a fierce punch, hurling the blood-red light enshrouding his fist towards the Punch Strength Tester two ters away.

THE NEXT MONT! BAM!

The crimson energy accurately struck the Punch Strength Tester’s padded surface, leaving a crater several centiters deep.

Then, under the extrely shocked gazes of everyone, an astounding figure popped up on the display of the Punch Strength Tester.

10,086kg

HISS!

Seeing that terrifying five-digit number, so onlookers couldn’t help but draw a sharp breath.

Terrifying! Just too terrifying!

Just with HP external release, he generated over ten thousand kilograms of force! If he’d used a direct fist strike, wouldn’t the force be an absurd twenty thousand kilograms or more? Is this guy even human?!

At this mont, all the onlookers were utterly shocked.

The six third-year finalists, in particular, felt their spirits shatter when they saw the number on the Punch Strength Tester.

With just HP external release, he can produce a heaven-defying punch force of over ten thousand! What’s the point anymore?! Just give him the award; there’s no need to compete further!

"As expected of Demon City’s top scholar! He’s only a first-year, yet his evolutionary strength already leaves even third-years breathless." Dean Li, sitting on the judges’ panel, smiled, feeling confident. It seems this year’s ’Best Institute’ award is definitely going to our Institute of Qi and Blood, he thought.

Quickly after, Chen Ziyao, having completed his showy display, stepped down from the platform. As he did, he didn’t forget to glance over at Su Yan, his expression full of a challenger’s pride.

Su Yan was left sowhat speechless. Could this top student from Demon City... really see as his rival? Enough is enough...

"Now please welco our contestant number two, Student Su Yan, to the stage to perform!"

Following the host’s announcent, Su Yan walked onto the stage under the watchful eyes of the audience.

The soft pad of the Punch Strength Tester in front of him had already been replaced with a new one.

HP external release, 10,086kg... I wonder how much I can manage... he mused.

Thinking this, Su Yan didn’t make any flashy preparation moves. Instead, he simply took a small step back, then unleashed his HP external release, launching a swift punch towards the Punch Strength Tester two ters away.

This punch looked utterly ordinary.

Yet, the instant he threw it, a terrifying gust of wind erupted. It instantly whipped the hair of nearby students into a frenzy, forcing them to squint against the blast.

THE NEXT MONT! BOOM!

The Punch Strength Tester, two ters away, simply vanished.

In its place lay a pile of mangled chanical debris.

The Super Fist Force Testing Machine, rated for up to 30,000kg, had been utterly demolished by Su Yan’s single HP external release punch.

Dean Li: "..."

Chen Ziyao: "..."

All the teachers and students: "..."

At this mont, the entire venue fell deathly silent.

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P.S. Begging for votes!