"Improving my strength—it's getting harder the further I go," Luo Feng thought to himself. "To go from 23.8 meters per second to 25 meters per second might take a year. And to increase my punching power from 809 kilograms to 900 kilograms, it could take even longer. I guess I’ll only be able to earn the title of 'Warrior' after I get into college."

Of course, the "fainting" Luo Feng wanted was not from being knocked out by someone. It was from the unbearable headaches that would cause him to lose consciousness.

Every day, he would experience occasional bouts of headaches, but each time he would bear through them until they passed. However, when the headaches reached their peak, he would faint!

When he was eight, his younger brother's leg was run over by a car, and Luo Feng was so distressed that he suddenly felt an extreme headache. At the same time, his heart rate quickened to an alarming speed, his blood flowed through his body at an astonishing rate, and it felt like his heart was about to leap out of his chest—until he could no longer bear it and fainted.

After the second time he fainted, Luo Feng's family took him to the hospital, but nothing could be found. After all, even today, the brain remains one of the greatest mysteries of medical science.

"If I could faint one more time, my strength would surely rise again!"

Luo Feng had suffered from headaches since childhood, but after fainting for the first time at the age of eight, he noticed that the intensity of the headaches had lessened considerably. When he fainted again at the age of twelve, the headaches diminished even further.

Unfortunately…

"When my headache reaches its limit, my heart rate also peaks."

"But even at full exertion, my heart rate never goes over 120 beats per minute," Luo Feng glanced at his watch. "If only my heart could beat over 200 times per minute, that would be perfect." The sign that he was about to faint was always an unbearable headache and a wildly fast heartbeat.

No matter how intense his physical exercise, his heart rate could never increase enough to trigger the fainting.

In the training hall, Yang Wu, who had a scar on his face, was casually throwing punches at the strength testing machine. Without serious effort, he pounded the punching target with a series of rapid blows. *Thud! Thud! Thud!* The low, dull sounds of punches filled the air as numbers flashed across the screen: "956kg, 912kg, 936kg, 981kg…"

Watching this from the side, Luo Feng couldn’t help but feel a surge of envy. His full-strength punch was only 809 kilograms. If he were to punch rapidly like Yang Wu, he would be lucky if each punch exceeded 700 kilograms.

"You've got talent, kid," Yang Wu walked over and clapped Luo Feng on the shoulder with a grin. "You're only 19 this year—barely 18, actually. When I was your age, I was still just a middle-level student at the dojo. At your rate of progress... just give it two more years, and you'll definitely meet the physical requirements to become a Warrior. A 20-year-old Warrior... that's something people will envy!"

The dojo accepts students between the ages of 16 and 30 because that’s when physical growth happens the fastest. The earlier someone enters the ranks of the Warriors, the stronger they will become later. Last year, at 17, Luo Feng had already become a senior student at the dojo, which made many people envious.

"I'm planning to apply to a military academy," Luo Feng said with a smile. "Most military academy graduates only serve as low-ranking officers in regular forces, but I should have no trouble getting into some special forces after graduation."

Yang Wu scoffed, "Sure, military academies are great, but... I feel like your personal freedom will be restricted. Once you graduate and join a special force, you’ll have to follow strict military regulations. That’s not something I could handle—I’d rather stay a free Warrior."

Generally, there are four paths for Warriors to choose from:

The second path is to join a dojo. The management at dojos is relatively relaxed, and they're looser organizations overall. The Extreme Dojo, founded by the world's top fighter 'Hong,' offers many perks to its Warriors and provides a great deal of freedom.

The fourth path is to join a mercenary group, which is the most dangerous and adventurous, but also the most free.

Luo Feng’s eyes lit up: "Yang, do you think you can pass the Warrior examination?"

"Yang, congratulations!" Luo Feng was genuinely happy for him. After all, Yang had worked hard for many years to become a Warrior. "So, Yang, what do you plan to do after becoming a Warrior?"

Luo Feng nodded in agreement.

"I..." Luo Feng hesitated for a moment.

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As Luo Feng walked alone on the sidewalk after leaving the Extreme Dojo, Yang's words kept playing over in his mind. They had indeed left a lasting impact on him.

"There are two main paths: one, join the military academy. It’s safer, offers good family benefits, and even if I die in battle, the state will take care of my family."

"My parents only have two sons. My younger brother is already disabled. If I become a free Warrior and die in the heat of combat, what will happen to my parents in their old age?"

His parents were getting older. If he died, what would happen to them?

"After joining the military academy, I can learn 'Military Martial Arts,' and if I combine that with the 'Extreme Martial Arts' I've been learning at the dojo, my strength should grow even further. In the military, I can still hone my skills! And even if I die in battle, as a Warrior, the state will provide my parents with a pension every month." From the perspective of his parents, attending the military academy seemed like the best choice.

But was entering the military academy really up to Luo Feng? It all depended on the college entrance exams in June.