Devouring all things: I possess the energy of chaos.

In early March, the sun was blazing.

Class 3, Grade 12, Yanyang No. 2 Middle School.

The large classroom was nearly 200 square meters, and more than 40 boys and girls dressed in martial arts uniforms sat in the spacious center, all of them full of youthful energy and vitality.

One of the men, with black, short hair, was named Mo Hong. He was thin and had a somewhat handsome face, but he was inconspicuous in the crowd.

However, at this moment everyone's eyes were on the muscular man in the center of their field of vision.

It was their martial arts instructor, Chen Yuanyang.

Chen Yuanyang's sharp gaze swept quickly across everyone present, then he said in a low voice, "There are only three months left until the national unified college entrance examination. Today is a martial arts level assessment test organized by the school, and it is time to test your results."

“I took over your Class 3 in the second semester of your junior year. I’ve taught you almost everything I could. Whether you can achieve results depends on yourselves.”

"I won't say much about those who apply to cultural universities through the national unified entrance examination. But if those who want to apply to martial arts universities still have physical fitness at the level of Level 2, then I can only wish you good luck."

When Instructor Chen mentioned the physical fitness level, many students present couldn't help but show bitter smiles, and a chorus of sighs arose.

Mo Hong, standing in the crowd, couldn't help but give a helpless, bitter smile.

That's right, he's one of them.

"Quiet!"

A furious shout rang out, silencing everyone instantly.

Many students dare to make noise during academic classes, but they would never dare to offend a martial arts instructor.

Just kidding. You should know that the physical fitness of martial arts instructors is generally above level 10, while the average physical fitness level of their senior high school students is around level 2, and level 3 is considered top students.

As for Level 4, it is an extremely rare existence, existing only among the top few in their senior year elite class.

Seeing that the classroom had fallen silent again, Chen Yuanyang continued.

"We will now begin the preliminary test, which will test both punching power and speed. The top three students in each class will receive corresponding rewards from the school, so everyone should just do their best."

"First place, Yang Ziqing."

The student named Yang Ziqing quickly came out and walked to a silver punching power tester.

With a low shout, he seemed to use all his strength to slam his right fist into the center of the machine.

Peng!

"Punching power of 260 kilograms, strength reaches mid-level of level 2."

Chen Yuanyang glanced at the result and said indifferently.

"We will now proceed with the speed test."

On the 100-meter mechanical track, the student quickly finished the race after sprinting at full speed.

The track is surrounded by various sophisticated testing instruments, which can obtain accurate data the instant the run is completed.

"Speed ​​10.3 meters per second, Level 2 initial stage."

"Next up, Zhou Lei!"

"Yuan Zheng..."

“Li Peng…”

"..."

"I've been stuck at Level 2 for almost a month now. I'll probably reach Level 3 before the college entrance exam, but I'm definitely not aiming for just passing."

Seeing his classmates being called out one by one, and with not a single one having reached level 3 in physical fitness so far, Mo Hong couldn't help but shake his head.

"Mo Hong, what are you daydreaming about? Have you reached level 3 in physical fitness yet?"

A handsome young man with dyed blond hair nudged Mo Hong with his elbow and whispered.

After recognizing who it was, Mo Hong said helplessly.

"No, I'm still a bit short. Huang Ze, you seem pretty excited today. Have you reached level three yet? I remember you were still a bit short, weren't you?"

After being exposed, Huang Ze scratched the back of his head sheepishly.

"Haha, luckily, I was just a little bit short, but my dad bought me a new special nutritional supplement from the Stroke Alliance last week. It's very nourishing, and I was able to reach level three without any problems."

Mo Hong and Huang Ze's conversation wasn't quiet; even some of the students around them could hear it.

Immediately, some people couldn't help but show envy.

Several people in the shadows revealed their displeasure and jealousy.

"What is Huang Ze pretending for? If I had a rich dad like him, I would have no trouble reaching level 3 in physical fitness."

Someone muttered something under their breath, as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

Although I was unhappy, I didn't dare to say it to his face.

However, they were soon drawn to the test scores of others.

As time went by, they soon came to the name Mo Hong.

"Next, Mo Hong."

"Punching power 285 jin, physical fitness level 2 peak, speed 10.6 meters per second, reaching level 2 late stage, go down."

Back in the crowd, Mo Hong heard his score, his eyes blazing, and he shook his head, staring at his own fists.

"The punching power was not much different from what I had estimated, but my movement was a bit of a hindrance."

"Next up, Yuan Feng."

Immediately, a burly man in a black martial arts uniform stepped out. He had thick eyebrows, large eyes, and a standard square face.

"Yuan Feng has always been the number one in martial arts in our class, and his martial arts performance is also among the top fifty in the entire senior class. I wonder what level he has reached now?"

Many people stopped their hushed conversations and turned to look.

"The punching power test will now begin..."

"Speed ​​test..."

"His punching power is 356 jin, his physical fitness has reached the mid-stage of level 3, and his speed is 12.5 meters per second, which is also the mid-stage of level 3. Not bad."

Looking at the muscular man in martial arts uniform in front of him, Chen Yuanyang couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Yuan Feng, your martial arts scores in the last three sessions since the second semester of your junior year have reached the standard for the elite class. Tomorrow I will apply to the academic affairs office to approve your request to transfer to the elite class."

Upon hearing Chen Yuanyang's personal promise, Yuan Feng's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "Thank you, Instructor Chen."

As Yuan Feng returned to the crowd, many people offered their congratulations, hoping to become acquainted with him.

Because they knew that Yuan Feng had entered the elite class, and his strength was likely to soar, widening the gap between him and them.

Soon, all the test results came out.

"That's good. Three students in your class have reached Level 3 in physical fitness: Yuan Feng, Huang Ze, and Ye Xin. Their grades are already among the top 100 in the grade. The rest of you should learn from them and strive to reach at least Level 3 before the national exam."

"Also, if anyone breaks through the genetic shackles, you can report it to me. The school still values ​​martial arts talents very much."

"That's enough, everyone can leave now, get out of class dismissed."

The crowd dispersed, and the empty classroom quickly quieted down.

This was also the last class of the day. After everyone packed up their things, they went home...

The old city area in the western part of Yanyang City.

Pengda Residential Area.

The construction history of Pengda Community can be traced back more than 20 years. Since the community has never been renovated, it looks dilapidated from a distance.

Mo Hong walked in with practiced ease; his home was on the fifth floor, unit three.

Upon opening the door, Mo Hong habitually turned on his phone and played today's major news.

"A terrifying roar of a colossal beast was heard from the deep sea around midnight yesterday, suggesting the emergence of a new type of giant monster. Residents of coastal cities are advised to reduce their sea activities and exercise caution..."

"Just three days ago, the Stroke Alliance developed a new basic gene awakening potion, priced at only 50,000 Federal Credits. This is a price accessible to the general public. According to experts from the Stroke Alliance, the probability of talent awakening reaches an astonishing 30%..."

"Two days ago, Duan Tianheng, who had already reached the peak of the Grandmaster level, was suspected of breaking through. As for whether this is true, please follow our channel, and we will report it as soon as possible..."

"A large number of mutated fish-like monsters appeared in West Lake City the day before yesterday, resulting in dozens of deaths and injuries. The martial artists sent by the Patrol Division have brought the situation under control in recent days..."

"Urgent notice! Urgent notice! A Class C wanted criminal, Duan Jiudao, is suspected of escaping into Yanyang City. Residents of the city, please be vigilant and report any sightings immediately!"

"..."

"Is this all the news for today?"

Mo Hong rubbed his temples, casually put his phone aside, then picked up the water heater and made a bowl of Master Niu's Martial Arts Nutrition Meal, along with a sausage and a tea egg.

Since his father, Mo Shanheng, was still working overtime late at night in the machine repair department, Mo Hong simply ate something simple for dinner.

"Sususususu——"

After wolfing down his food in a few bites, Mo Hong rubbed his sore arms and sighed as he felt a slight increase in energy within his body.

"The national college entrance examination is in three months, but my physical fitness level is still at level 2. At this rate, I'm afraid I'll only reach level 3 by the time of the exam, and it will be difficult to get into an average martial arts university."

"Unlocking the genetic lock within the body, that is, awakening the genes, can greatly increase the speed of physical progress and allow direct entry into the elite class, where there are the best teachers and martial arts resources in the school!"

"I wish my genetic lock could awaken, but why can't it?"

When talking about the gene lock in his body, Mo Hong took a deep breath and clenched his fists tightly.

Click!

The door to the house opened, and Mo Hong turned around to see a middle-aged man wearing a black hat and a black short-sleeved shirt walking in with a tool bag on his back. He looked to be only in his forties, but there were already some gray hairs on his temples.

"Dad, you're back so late again today? I've already heated up breakfast for this morning, go and eat."

Mo Shanheng looked exhausted. He casually tossed his toolbox aside and said with a weary smile, "Xiao Hong, don't worry about my meal. I specially got some good stuff from an old classmate today, which should be helpful to you."