"Mom, dad, I'm going to the 'Dojo of Limits' in the center of the city. I probably won't be back for lunch today" Luo Feng drank a large bowl of porridge and three pancakes before standing up, "Wait for my good news today. Once I pass the exam, I'll immediately call you guys"
His mother, Gong Xin Lan, laughed as she glanced at Luo Hong Guo: "Hong Guo, did you hear that? You have to bring your phone with you. Don't make it so your son can't find you "
"I'll definitely bring my phone" laughed Luo Hong Guo.
"Okay, I'm going out"
Luo Feng winked at his brother Luo Hua. Luo Hua gave him a thumbs up and laughed.
Early in the morning, Luo Feng left the southern shore sector and went along the # 11 subway line to the 'Zhong An road station'. After that, he switched to line 1 and arrived at the center of Yang Zhou city. After leaving the subway station, he walked for another 10 minutes before arriving at the headquarters of the Dojo of Limits in Yang Zhou city — — Dojo of Limits.
When he left home, it was only around 6 AM. When Luo Feng arrived, it was already around 8 AM.
"This is the legendary Ming-Yue sector?" Luo Feng stood in front of the gate of a quiet sector. This sector is called 'Ming-Yue sector', and the Dojo of Limits is in this sector.
"Mister, this is the Ming-Yue sector, don't go near"
At the entrance of the residential area, there were six soldiers dressed in military uniforms with real guns and live ammunition. Just by looking at their uniforms ….. these people aren't from the police system, but from the military system. One of the soldiers yelled towards Luo Feng: "Mister, please step back. Once you enter the yellow line, we have the right to kill you!"
"Just like the rumors" Luo Feng sighed to himself.
Ming-Yue sector is the headquarters of the Dojo of Limits in Yang Zhou city!
Not only is the Dojo of Limits here, but it's also the place where the families of the fighters under the Dojo of Limits live.
"Rumor has it that the people who live here are all warriors and their families! Even the police don't have the right to barge in "Luo Feng sighed to himself.
"Everyone" Luo Feng stood at the entrance of the sector and said, "I am an elite member of the Dojo of Limits, 'Luo Feng'. I'm here to take the prospective fighter exam" The Dojo of Limits holds the prospective fighter exam on the 1st of every month.
"Oh?"
A white-haired old man walked out of the guard lounge next to the district. He was holding a palm-top computer in his hand. "Young man, you're quite early. It's not even eight o 'clock and you're already here. To be able to take the Prospective Martial Artist examination at such a young age, his future was limitless. Hmm, let me check your ID and advanced student ID. "
Luo Feng handed over his ID and student ID.
"Du!"
He swiped his ID card and Advanced Student ID on the PDA, and a series of messages appeared on the PDA screen.
"18?" The white haired old man looked at Luo Feng in shock and laughed, "18 years old and you dare to take the prospective fighter exam. Not bad, I hope you can pass today".
"Thank you, sir." Luo Feng said.
"Let him in." The white-haired elder waved his hand.
At the same time, a soldier armed with an assault rifle took a step forward and followed beside Luo Feng: "Sir, I will take you to the Limit Hall. Sir, please don't run around after entering the district! You only have the authority to enter the Limit Hall. You can't enter the fighter's family quarters. If you break the rules, even if I don't do anything, the patrolling brothers will "said the soldier as he smiled towards Luo Feng.
"Definitely." Luo Feng smiled as he nodded.
The country and the Dojo of Limits indeed have a cooperative relationship. At least in the core area of the Dojo of Limits, it's heavily protected.
"Phew, every single one of them is a villa" Luo Feng looked around. Other than the towering Limit Hall in the middle of the district, there were other villas. Elsewhere, there were detached villas arranged in picturesque disorder. In between the villas, there were rockery, ponds, and grasslands.
Ming-Yue district, inside the Limit Hall. When Luo Feng stepped into the lobby of the Limit Hall, the soldier left.
"Sir, are you here to take the prospective fighter exam?" in the lobby of the Limit Hall, a sweet looking girl smiled, "Sir, please sit over there. At 10 AM, you'll take the prospective fighter exam with everyone else. "
Luo Feng nodded and walked towards the side of the lobby of the Limit Hall. There was a small bar here with a waiter and a bartender.
"Hm?" Luo Feng glanced around. There were already three people sitting in this small bar.
Two of them were chatting while the other person was sitting silently on the other sofa.
"Look, those villas over there are the benefits of joining the Dojo of Limits" said a youth in a white shirt and white pants excitedly, "As long as you become a fighter and join the Dojo of Limits. You'll be given a villa for free. And you'll be able to live here in the future ….. hehe, look at this environment, how comfortable "
"Of course, the fighter sector is different from the regular sectors. Look, new people are here " These three people also saw Luo Feng. Luo Feng slightly nodded towards them and sat on the sofa on the side.
They didn't know each other, so they didn't talk.
As time passed, three more people came. Luo Feng also didn't know these three people, but it seemed like ….. these three people were quite old, probably over 30 years old. Some of them were even over 40 years old.
"Ha, Luo Feng!" a loud voice rang.
Luo Feng was shocked. He turned his head and saw a skinny man with a hideous scar on his face walk over: "You also came to take the prospective fighter exam?"
"Brother Yang?" Luo Feng stood up to greet him.
"It's quite embarrassing to talk about it. I came here to take the exam last month. Sadly — — when I tested my speed, I only reached 24.9 m/s. I was so close, I didn't pass! " Yang Wu said helplessly. Actually, Yang Wu already passed the exam in terms of fist strength and reaction speed, but speed is his weakness.
However, Yang Wu's speed has been improving since this year. 24.9 m/s and 25 m/s aren't that much of a difference. If he's in a good state, his result might be 25 m/s.
"I believe brother Yang will definitely pass this time" laughed Luo Feng.
"This guy named Yang has taken the exam a few times already and never passed. From what I see, he'll be in trouble this time "a loud voice came from the side.
Luo Feng looked over. The one who spoke was a muscular man with a full beard. Yang Wu immediately glared: "Tong, you're still talking about me? Didn't you also take the exam twice and fail? From what I see, with your reaction speed, you'll probably need another two to three years of training "
"Quiet down" a cold voice came from the middle of the lobby.
Immediately, the eight people present turned their heads and saw a middle-aged man wearing a loose dojo uniform glance over, "Let's go, all of you follow me upstairs to take the prospective fighter exam. Remember, behave yourself when you go upstairs. Today, our Yang Zhou city's chief instructor's old friend is here, so don't cause trouble"
"Yes" Whether it was the arrogant full beard, Yang Wu, or Luo Feng, everyone respectfully replied.
"Chief instructor's old friend?" Luo Feng couldn't help but to guess.
Keep in mind that Yang Zhou city has one Dojo of Limits and 12 Dojos of Limits. The heads of each district's Dojo of Limits are called 'instructors'. And the head of the Dojo of Limits is called 'chief instructor'.
After entering the elevator, the middle-aged man wearing the loose dojo pressed '6'.
[Beep!] The elevator arrived at the sixth floor.
HUA!
When the elevator door opened, a gigantic training hall appeared in front of them. There were around a dozen people gathered in the hall, and one of them was the instructor 'Jiang Nian' that Luo Feng knew.
"They're here, stop chatting" said a middle-aged man with long hair. A middle aged man with long hair said. The dozen or so people in the training hall all turned their heads towards Luo Feng's group of eight. Luo Feng's group of eight felt their hearts tighten as they faced the gazes of these people. They knew ….. that the people that usually appear in the Dojo of Limits, besides the service staff, are fighters.
In other words, these dozen or so people are all fighters! After all, this is the headquarters of the Dojo of Limits in Yang Zhou city.
"Prepare for the exam" commanded the middle-aged man with long hair.
Luo Feng has seen this middle-aged man with long hair on the internet. This person is the head of the Dojo of Limits, Yang Zhou city's chief instructor 'Wu Tong'.
"Come here one by one and give me your identification cards" The fighter who led Luo Feng's group of eight took their identification cards and gave them to chief instructor 'Wu Tong' as he laughed, "Head, there's quite a few people today. There's eight of them! "
"Okay" Wu Tong randomly took out an identification card and slid it across the machine on the side.
BEEP!
A transparent screen popped out of the machine, and a large amount of personal information appeared on the screen.
"First, Tong Guan" said the chief instructor indifferently, "Begin the fist strength test. Even people from the military like you come to the Dojo of Limits to take the exam. Interesting "
Luo Feng couldn't help but to let out a smile as he heard this. The Dojo of Limits was created by the world's strongest fighter. The exams of the Dojo of Limits have credibility and are highly valued. Once the exam results are taken out, they will be recognized by every country and region in the world.
Even people from the military or those who train with family traditions like to take the exam at the Dojo of Limits.
"Test your fist strength" commanded the chief instructor.
"Yes"
The full bearded man immediately took a step forward. His eyes widened and his left hand blocked in front of his face. His right fist drew an arc in the air and smashed onto the gigantic fist strength test machine. The fist strength test machine only slightly shook. A number immediately appeared on the screen of the fist strength test machine — — '986 kg'.
"Pass, next, Luo Feng" The chief instructor casually slid the second identification card across the machine and looked at the detailed information. He couldn't help but to be surprised, "Hm, 18 years old? Old Jiang, this is from your Zhi-An region right? When did such a talented kid appear? "
"Haha" instructor 'Jiang Nian' on the side couldn't help but to laugh proudly.
"It's hard to say whether or not he has the strength" Among the dozen fighters on the side, a fat old man laughed, "Maybe he's here to see the world and doesn't have any strength"
Instructor Jiang Nian glanced at him: "What, jealous? Your northern post district doesn't have a genius like this right? Luo Feng, show them the strength of our Zhi-An region students "
"Yes, instructor" Luo Feng stepped forward and replied loudly, and then walked towards the fist strength test machine.
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