Despite that, the professional hero entrance examination didn’t actually test martial arts.
Combat technique was fundamentally a weapon for the weak—
A method allowing someone unable to physically match a stronger opponent to gain the possibility of victory through training.
The physical examination focused mainly on basic performance.
So Lu Yao merely demonstrated what could be considered “pretty decent” physical ability.
Naturally—
That was “pretty decent” by this world’s standards.
Different cultures, environments, and baselines produced different definitions.
In a world where excessive stress could literally transform people into monsters, human physical development possessed extremely high upper limits.
Even ignoring Saitama, people who simply trained seriously without bizarre modifications could reach extraordinary levels.
In Lu Yao’s original world, men considered world-class strongmen might only be capable of bullying ordinary humans or weaker Wolf-level monsters here.
So Lu Yao’s “pretty decent” performance was already enough that, transported back to his original world, he could probably defeat Mike Tyson through raw physical superiority alone even without martial technique.
Naturally—
That wasn’t his maximum.
Lu Yao could consciously control his body.
If he ignored self-damage, his peak output could become much more exaggerated.
But doing so was dangerous.
Lu Yao considered strength that left you capable of moving afterward to be the more meaningful definition of “full power.”
Besides—
Raw strength wasn’t his primary combat method anyway.
Enhanced physical ability mainly prevented enemies from easily killing him at close range.
His actual combat strength relied on Dark Matter applications.
If he could fire artillery from a distance, why bother punching people?
Even so—
The physical ability Lu Yao displayed wasn’t common.
Extraordinary individuals remained a minority.
This world wasn’t filled with superhumans everywhere.
Ordinary people still formed the overwhelming majority.
The number of registered professional heroes demonstrated that clearly.
The Hero Association possessed enormous influence—
At least among ordinary civilians.
Its reach covered almost the entire supercontinent.
Despite being founded only about three years earlier, it was already a household name.
Yet even in a world where hero culture flourished, there were remarkably few professional heroes.
Possibly fewer than five hundred total.
The supercontinent obviously contained fewer people than Lu Yao’s original Earth.
But there were still tens of millions, perhaps more than a hundred million.
Professional heroes therefore represented far less than one ten-thousandth of the population.
Some powerful individuals undoubtedly considered the Hero Association beneath them and never joined.
But those people could not be numerous either.
A few hundred heroes were responsible for supernatural incidents and a substantial share of serious criminal activity across the entire supercontinent.
Clearly, becoming a professional hero required some real ability.
Of course—
Not every hero could balance men on their fists or carry horses on their arms.
The Hero Association’s influence ultimately remained strongest among ordinary society.
Some genuinely powerful people looked down on it.
Professional heroes were divided into S, A, B, and C classes according to strength and achievement.
C-Class contained the most members.
Many were only slightly above ordinary humans.
Some entered for career reasons.
Others genuinely possessed a sense of justice.
Certain people were naturally gifted and trained themselves to become stronger.
Others used intelligence and equipment to compensate for weak bodies.
A professional hero didn’t necessarily begin strong.
The profession was also defined by conviction.
Existence determined consciousness.
Consciousness then reacted back upon existence.
Something like that.
Eventually, Lu Yao finished the physical assessment.
…
After testing, Lu Yao and Saitama returned to the changing room together.
The changing room also functioned as a waiting area.
Applicants could remain there until results were announced.
“You don’t look especially muscular.”
Saitama glanced at Lu Yao.
“But your body’s surprisingly good.”
“Don’t joke.”
Lu Yao began putting on his clothes.
“You’re one to talk.”
“Huh?”
Saitama blinked.
“No ‘Mr.’ anymore?”
“I still respect you.”
Lu Yao answered.
“I just put the respect inside my heart.”
“Calling you directly sounds more familiar.”
“Aren’t we friends?”
“That wording is kind of embarrassing.”
Saitama scratched his cheek.
“But call me whatever you want.”
At that moment, Genos entered.
“Oh.”
Saitama greeted him.
“You finished too?”
“Yes.”
Seeing his master immediately improved Genos’s mood.
Saitama placed his hands on his hips, in no hurry to dress.
“How’d it go?”
“The written and physical examinations were both boring.”
“Right?”
Saitama laughed.
“This hero test was way too easy.”
Lu Yao, who disliked unnecessarily exposing his skin, pulled on his shirt and added, “It’s only a baseline assessment. There’s no reason to make it excessively difficult.”
“Judging by the written questions, full marks should be normal.”
Genos continued.
“The only possible variable is the physical assessment.”
“But whether Master, Mr. Lu Yao, or myself, passing should be trivial.”
One hour later—
“100 points.”
Genos stared at his result sheet.
“Hm?”
“It says I’ve been certified as an S-Class hero.”
“What exactly does this classification mean?”
Then he looked at the others.
“Master. Mr. Lu Yao. What did you receive?”
Saitama’s mouth twitched.
“71 points.”
“C-Class.”
Lu Yao frowned at his own result.
“Tragic.”
“This world no longer possesses the spirit of legal reasoning.”
Saitama leaned over.
“What about you?”
“80.”
“B-Class.”
“Damn it!”
Saitama shouted.
“Does that mean I’m the weakest of the three?!”
“Then I’m second weakest.”
Lu Yao sighed dramatically.
“I’m devastated.”
“And I’m probably the only one whose physical score wasn’t perfect.”
“Forty points written.”
“Forty physical.”
Genos immediately became angry.
“Absurd!”
“Both Master and Mr. Lu Yao are far stronger than I am!”
“To assign such inaccurate evaluations—”
“I’ll find whoever is responsible immediately!”
“Don’t!”
Saitama stopped him.
“That’s way too embarrassing!”
A loudspeaker announcement echoed through the facility.
“Mr. Genos, Mr. Lu Yao, and Mr. Saitama. The successful applicant orientation will begin today at 16:00 in Lecture Hall 3. Please report there promptly.”
“Let’s go.”
Saitama had already recovered.
“As long as we passed, that’s enough.”
“Right, Lu Yao?”
Lu Yao nodded.
“None of it particularly matters to me.”
Though C-Class heroes seem to have activity requirements.
B-Class doesn’t.
Should I tell Saitama?
Lu Yao was about to speak when Saitama casually said, “Anyway, after orientation we can go home.”
“A professional hero, huh?”
“Guess this counts as me officially joining the workforce again.”
I see.
This must be the pride of an expert.
Then I won’t ruin the mood by reminding him.
Lu Yao sat in the lecture hall.
All successful applicants had to attend this orientation.
Basically, an experienced hero stood at the front and talked endlessly.
Neither Saitama nor Genos could be expected to maintain respectful attitudes toward other people at all times.
They had the strength to behave that way.
The veteran instructor clearly felt disrespected.
Still, seeing Lu Yao sitting properly prevented him from exploding immediately.
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