Chapter 187
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"Dong, dong, dong …"
In an instant, the 110 high-speed elastic balls began to bounce back. Feng Yixiu, who originally looked very lazy, finally became serious.
At this moment, the elastic balls in his eyes seemed to be moving in slow motion. His mind was constantly simulating the trajectory of all the elastic balls, and his body naturally gave him the best dodging route.
Feng Yixiu was like a bolt of lightning, constantly moving around in the small glass room. Although he had already activated "thunder mode", his mind was already starting to become dizzy.
His brain was now like a high-speed computer, constantly simulating the trajectory of the 110 elastic balls. However, such a high-speed state of operation could not be maintained for too long.
This was no longer a simple multitasking. He had to pay attention to the trajectory of the 110 elastic balls at the same time, and his body had to keep up with the speed of his thoughts.
Shen Qingci looked at Feng Yixiu, who was like a bolt of lightning in the glass room, and began to doubt life.
Wasn't the spiritual force limit of a rank 2 source martial artist 100?
I'm almost at 120, so why isn't it over yet?
As long as the elastic balls shot out by this spiritual force testing machine touched the tester, even if it touched the clothes a little, it would immediately stop.
However, the current situation was really surprising. At this moment, the number of elastic balls had already reached 117, which had already exceeded the limit!
Finally, when the number on the tester reached 119, an elastic ball brushed against Feng Yixiu's clothes, ending the entire test.
Feng Yixiu pushed open the door of the glass room with a head full of sweat. He looked at Shen Qingci with a face full of smiles and said, "Unfortunately, my clothes are a little loose. Otherwise, I could have lasted a little longer."
Shen Qingci's face was full of black lines, and he was silent. This guy was too infuriating!
He had easily broken the limit of a rank 2 source martial artist, and he still had such a pitiful expression!
Feng Yixiu saw Shen Qingci's strange expression and asked doubtfully, "Chairman Shen, is it that my spiritual force is not ideal? Did I pass? "
"Barely … I'll consider you a pass …" Shen Qingci helplessly rolled his eyes and said intermittently.
If you still don't pass, then all the rank two origin martial artists can go and bang their heads against the wall!
However, in order not to make Feng Yixiu too proud, he suppressed the shock in his heart and tried to speak as calmly as possible.
"There's one last elemental power test left. Why don't you take the test as well?" Shen Qingci led Feng Yixiu to a machine.
This device was a metal ball. From time to time, static electricity would explode on it, making crackling sounds.
"This is a device specially used to test lightning-type origin martial artists. It can measure the maximum volt of your lightning," Shen Qingci explained with a serious expression.
Feng Yixiu didn't say much. He just placed his hands on the metal ball and tried his best to mobilize the most powerful lightning power he could.
For a moment, the entire room was illuminated as if it was daytime. The silver-white sun pattern on Feng Yixiu's chest began to emit dazzling lightning.
A powerful white current flowed directly into the metal ball. The metal ball actually couldn't withstand the powerful current and began to turn red.
In less than ten seconds, the number on the monitor went from 0 to 1000 and didn't continue to rise.
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