Head Zhou Yongzheng

Wang Yi had just let out a long breath when he saw Head Instructor Wu Tong walking toward him with a broad smile.

As soon as he approached, Wu Tong spoke directly.

"Wang Yi, congratulations. You've passed the Quasi-Warrior Assessment. Now, on behalf of the Limit Martial Arts School, I sincerely invite you to join us!"

"Uh..." Wang Yi was almost caught off guard by Wu Tong's bluntness.

But naturally, he would not agree to Wu Tong just like that. When Luo Feng had joined the Limit Martial Arts School, there had been a whole host of benefits involved. There was no way he would join now based on Wu Tong's verbal invitation alone.

Seeing Wang Yi fall silent, Wu Tong grew a little anxious. "Wang Yi, you're very talented. Our Limit Martial Arts School has always valued talent most highly. As long as you join us, we can offer you more than sufficient benefits!"

The other examinees nearby watched as the imposing head of Yangzhou City Hall personally invited Wang Yi to join, and their eyes filled with envy.

But envy was envy. They knew they could not compare to Wang Yi.

Wang Yi finally spoke. "Head Instructor, what kind of terms can the martial arts school offer me? Tell me, and I'll consider it."

Wu Tong glanced at Wang Yi, then suddenly smiled. "Fine, we can discuss it slowly. This isn't convenient. Let's find somewhere to have a proper talk. Once you understand the benefits offered by our Limit Martial Arts School, I'm sure you'll be tempted."

"However, there are some matters I can't decide myself. They must be reported to the Main Hall for those above to decide. Come with me."

Meanwhile, another Martial Artist took over Wu Tong's position and continued arranging the assessment. Wu Tong, on the other hand, led Wang Yi out of the Training Hall used for the assessment. They took the elevator to a spacious, brightly lit room on the Seventh Layer that resembled an office. In the middle stood a round silver-white metal table with a hollow depression at its center. Rows of purplewood chairs stood beside it, while the corners held genuine leather sofas and several rare, beautiful potted plants.

Seeing Wang Yi curiously examining the furnishings, Wu Tong smiled. "This is the Large Audiovisual Room of our Yangzhou City Hall. It's usually used for meetings and for communicating with those above to report on our work."

"Wait here a moment. Your situation is rather special. Given your talent, there's a high chance you'll be recruited into the Elite Training Camp, the legendary institution of our Limit Martial Arts School that trains the very best geniuses. But we must first report this to the Jiangnan General Association, which will then relay it to Global Headquarters."

"Only after Global Headquarters approves can we decide what treatment to offer you." As Wu Tong operated several switches on the equipment, he explained to Wang Yi, seemingly afraid that Wang Yi might not understand.

Wang Yi nodded after hearing Wu Tong's words. Of course, he knew of the Limit Martial Arts School's Elite Training Camp.

The Elite Training Camp was also called the War God Reserve. It was the strongest base in the world for training Martial Artists.

Every year, the Elite Training Camp recruited only ten students worldwide. Those who could enter the Elite Training Camp were undoubtedly absolute geniuses.

Even Luo Feng in the original story had only been recruited by the Limit Martial Arts School at nineteen years old, after reaching elementary Wargod-level physical fitness and comprehending the Third Layer of the Nine Heavens Thunder Blade.

Wang Yi, meanwhile, was eighteen years old. Before even cultivating the Gene Energy Cultivation Method, his physical fitness had already approached Advanced Warrior level. He had also mastered Micro-level Body Movement, qualifying him for admission into the Elite Training Camp.

Wu Tong swiftly activated the 3D Virtual Projection Device.

Then he let out a breath. "Whew, our luck isn't bad. The Head is online right now."

Normally, Wu Tong would not need to go through such trouble to contact the Main Hall. A video call would suffice. This equipment would only be used for especially important and urgent matters.

Wu Tong turned to Wang Yi behind him. "When you meet the Head later, remember to be respectful. Don't be rude, understand?"

Wang Yi hurriedly nodded. He knew that Zhou Yongzheng, the Head of the Jiangnan Base City General Association, was a War God among Martial Artists. On top of that, as the head of the Limit Martial Arts School in Jiangnan Base City, he held an extremely high position and great authority. In terms of status, he was likely among the top three in all of Jiangnan Base City!

Of course, the person truly Stationed at the Limit Martial Arts School within the Base City was the Inspector! Generally, only a High-level War God was qualified for that role! But an Inspector was only responsible for oversight and usually did not interfere in the affairs of the hall!

Dreamlike light quickly formed a three-dimensional projection in the center of the audiovisual room. A man around fifty years old, dressed in a training uniform, appeared directly in the middle of the room as though he were physically present. The only difference from a real person was the faint halo around the surface of his body.

Wang Yi's attention immediately focused on the broad hands of the man in the white training uniform. His hands were like palm-leaf fans, each one as large as two ordinary hands.

So this is Zhou Yongzheng, the Head of the Limit Martial Arts School's Jiangnan General Association, a Mid-level War God known as Iron Hand? Wang Yi thought.

"Wu Tong, what matter was urgent enough for you to seek me out in such a hurry?" The man in the white training uniform, lifelike as though he were truly present, turned toward Wu Tong and Wang Yi, his deep voice carrying authority.

"Head." Wu Tong said respectfully, "Today is the day our Yangzhou City Hall hosts its monthly Quasi-Warrior Assessment..." Wu Tong meticulously reported everything about Wang Yi and his performance from beginning to end to the imposing man in white before him.

Zhou Yongzheng's expression began changing along with Wu Tong's report.

"Eighteen years old, possessing physical fitness close to Advanced Warrior level without ever cultivating Gene Energy, and having independently comprehended Micro-level Body Movement as well? Is this the youngster?" Zhou Yongzheng looked at Wang Yi with piercing eyes.

"Yes. His name is Wang Yi, and he's from Jiujiang City in Jiangnan Base City." Wu Tong paused at the end, looking visibly embarrassed.

A genius from Jiujiang City had actually gone to Yangzhou City to take the Quasi-Warrior Assessment. It was rather hard to justify.

But Head Zhou Yongzheng naturally did not care about such a trivial matter. His bright gaze settled on Wang Yi. "Wang Yi, correct? You heard what Wu Tong just said. You're highly talented, a true genius. If I invited you now, would you be willing to join our Limit Martial Arts School?"

Zhou Yongzheng continued, "If you join, I'll apply to those above for a place for you in the Elite Training Camp. Of course, whether it succeeds will depend on their approval. But even if you cannot enter the Elite Training Camp, you can enter the slightly inferior Basic Training Camp."

"The Basic Training Camp recruits gifted talents from all over the world and gives them the best training!"

"The Elite Training Camp is the number one training camp in the world. It recruits only geniuses among geniuses, students as monstrous as freaks."

"No matter which Training Camp you enter, you'll receive development far superior to anywhere else."

"Furthermore, regarding other benefits, I can make the decision to give you the best."

"Besides being assigned, according to convention, a detached villa in the Warrior Residential Area for you and your family to live in, you may also choose any Secret Manual priced below five hundred million, with the cost reimbursed by our Limit Martial Arts School. In addition, you'll receive one hundred million in startup funds. What do you think?"

Zhou Yongzheng's voice echoed through the Large Audiovisual Room.

Zhou Yongzheng looked at Wang Yi expectantly. He did not care much for ordinary geniuses, but someone like Wang Yi, who could enter the Elite Training Camp, was worth lowering himself to recruit eagerly.

One had to know that the Elite Training Camp was also called the War God Reserve Camp. Everyone who entered it would become a War God without exception, and exceptionally formidable War Gods at that.

With Wang Yi's talent and potential, even if he could not enter the Elite Training Camp, he could easily become a War God after spending several years training in the Basic Training Camp.

Wang Yi had come from Jiangnan Base City. He represented the achievements and contributions of the Jiangnan Limit Main Hall.

How could Zhou Yongzheng possibly fail to value such a promising prospect?

The room fell silent. Wang Yi seemed to be considering it. After a long while, under the gazes of Wu Tong and Zhou Yongzheng, he finally moved.

"Fine. I'll join the Limit Martial Arts School!"

Upon hearing Wang Yi's answer, a delighted smile slowly appeared on Zhou Yongzheng's stern face.