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The results of the speed test struck like a thunderclap, echoing across the testing ground.
17.9 m/s! The bright red numbers flashed on the electronic screen, glaring as if mocking the efforts of the other candidates, proclaiming the crushing weight of talent.
“A-level talent, truly extraordinary! No matter how hard I try, I can’t match that,” one candidate sighed enviously, his tone laced with a hint of barely concealed jealousy.
“What are you talking about? Someone reported that someone wants to eat Su Yao’s… Ouch, why are you covering my mouth?” two bystanders began to bicker.
“This speed is simply inhuman!” another candidate exclaimed, eyes wide as if witnessing something unbelievable. “This has to be the top score of the year; if anyone runs faster than this, I’ll eat my hat upside down!”
“Alas, it seems this time the entrance exam is once again dominated by those aristocratic families,” a small-framed candidate sighed, his voice tinged with resignation and acceptance. He understood that for ordinary people like them, lacking both background and talent, getting into Qingli Academy was nearly impossible.
The murmurs around him surged like a tide, a mix of complex emotions filling the air—envy, jealousy, helplessness, and despair.
The examiner wore a broad smile, as if he had stumbled upon treasure, nodding approvingly at Su Yao. “Congratulations, Su Yao! You’ve passed! Principal Wang is waiting for you in the lounge.” He emphasized “Principal Wang,” seemingly hinting at some special treatment awaiting Su Yao.
Su Yao smiled slightly and politely replied, “Thank you, examiner.” She turned to leave, her white martial arts uniform standing out among the crowd like a proud swan gliding gracefully through their gazes, leaving behind an intriguing silhouette.
Zheng Zha watched Su Yao’s departing figure with mixed feelings. He knew her talent far surpassed that of ordinary people while he was merely a “waste” with D-level talent. Yet he did not feel discouraged; instead, his resolve grew stronger.
“I will succeed!” Zheng Zha silently vowed in his heart. “For Grandma, for my father’s dying wish, I must give it my all!” He clenched his fists tightly, knuckles whitening from the pressure.
“Next up, Zheng Zha!” The examiner’s voice interrupted Zheng Zha’s thoughts, pulling him back from his reverie.
Taking a deep breath, Zheng Zha stepped onto the testing ground with determined strides. He knew this was his only chance to change his fate; he had to seize it!
Sunlight bathed the testing area, illuminating Zheng Zha’s youthful and resolute face. Standing at the starting line, his gaze was sharp and focused like a cheetah poised to spring.
“Go!” With the examiner’s command, Zheng Zha shot forward like an arrow released from its bow.
He summoned the spiritual energy within him to its peak, his legs spinning like the wheels of a whirlwind. In an instant, he transformed into a streak of black lightning, slicing through the air and racing toward the finish line. He felt as light as a feather, moving faster than light itself.
Time seemed to stand still as everyone held their breath, their eyes glued to that black figure.
18.5 m/s… 19.0 m/s… 19.2 m/s!
The numbers on the electronic screen finally settled at 19.2 m/s, surpassing Su Yao's record!
A hush fell over the crowd, so quiet that a pin drop could be heard. Then, a thunderous cheer erupted!
"What the hell! Who is this kid? He's even faster than Su Yao!" one candidate exclaimed, disbelief evident in his voice.
"19.2 m/s! This speed is simply outrageous!" another candidate stammered in excitement. "What kind of monster is this?!"
"Could he be a hidden genius?" one candidate murmured softly, eyes filled with confusion and curiosity.
"Did someone just say that anyone who beats Su Yao's score would have to eat shit while standing on their head?" But by then, the figure had vanished from sight.
The examiner stood dumbfounded, rubbing his eyes in disbelief. How could this be? A seemingly ordinary candidate had run faster than Su Yao, who possessed an A-grade talent!
Meanwhile, Principal Wang Yifeng was in his office sipping tea with Su Yao. "Niece, you said this year's exam subjects weren't too difficult, right?"
"Not really," she replied.
"With your participation, our school's chances in this year's martial arts competition for high school are solid."
"I just heard that your tested speed was 17.9 m/s; that's already the best record for our high school entrance exam. I doubt anyone will surpass that speed in the next five years."
At that moment, a phone rang: "What? Someone has set a new record?! What’s going on? I’m on my way!"
Principal Wang Yifeng rushed to the playground, his expression grave as he stared at the numbers on the electronic screen, filled with confusion and disbelief.
"Principal, this candidate named Zheng Zha has achieved a speed test result of 19.2 m/s, breaking the college record," the examiner explained hurriedly, his voice trembling slightly.
Wang Yifeng furrowed his brow, a hint of skepticism flashing in his eyes. "Could there be a problem with the equipment?" He found it hard to believe that a candidate with a D-level talent could run at such an astonishing speed.
"Principal, there is no issue with the equipment," the examiner replied confidently. He had thoroughly checked the instruments and found no anomalies.
Wang Yifeng's gaze fell on Zheng Zha, scrutinizing him closely. "Run again."
Zheng Zha nodded without hesitation. "Okay!"
He took his position at the starting line once more, inhaling deeply to prepare himself. He knew he had to prove himself again to dispel the principal's doubts.
"Start!" With the examiner's command, Zheng Zha shot off like an arrow released from a bow.
His speed showed no signs of slowing down; in fact, he was even faster than before! The sound of wind rushing past him seemed to cheer him on.
19.2 m/s!
The numbers on the electronic screen froze once again at 19.2 m/s, exactly the same as before!
Wang Yifeng's face flushed red, filled with shock and excitement. He realized he had discovered a true genius!
"Good! Good! Good!" Wang Yifeng exclaimed three times, his exhilaration evident.
He walked over to Zheng Zha, patting him on the shoulder enthusiastically. "Young man, well done! Come with me to the office for a moment."
Zheng Zha politely nodded and followed Wang Yifeng out of the testing area.
The other candidates watched Zheng Zha's departing figure, filled with envy and jealousy.
"Damn it, what kind of luck did that guy have to be personally invited by the principal!" one candidate said sourly.
"Hmph, maybe he cheated!" another candidate retorted with a cold snort.
"Stop being bitter. He has talent; he might even have S-level potential. You can't envy that!" one candidate interjected, unable to hold back.
The crowd buzzed with various discussions, voices intertwining.
Zheng Zha followed Wang Yifeng to the principal's office.
The office was spacious and bright, decorated simply yet elegantly.
Wang Yifeng personally poured a cup of spirit tea for Zheng Zha and smiled as he asked, "Young man, what’s your name?"
"Zheng Zha," Zheng Zha replied respectfully.
"Ah, Zheng Zha, you’re quite impressive! I have high hopes for you! Please take a moment to rest," Wang Yifeng said approvingly.
In his heart, he began to consider how to nurture this rare talent, but first, he needed to check the files for basic information on his innate abilities...
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