In the Limelight

Actually, Wang Yi had not held much hope that signing in at Luo Feng's home would yield Mental Power.

After all, it was not as if Wang Yi had never tried before. He had deliberately visited places where ordinary Martial Artists lived, but it simply had not worked.

And no matter how he looked at it, Luo Feng's home was just a run-down house.

Yet Luo Feng had given him an unexpected surprise.

So it isn't impossible to sign in here. There must be some hidden condition, such as the resident not being high enough in rank, or the place having something special about it, Wang Yi thought.

Then again, could the places where the other Super Experts on Earth—the strongest man on Earth, "Hong," and the second strongest, "Thunder God"—have lived for years also yield good things through sign-in? Wang Yi fell into deep thought.

Wang Yi did not stay at Luo Feng's home for long. After exchanging pleasantries for a while, he left. Luo Feng's family had also learned that Wang Yi had joined the Limit Martial Arts School and become a Martial Artist. After their initial shock, they asked Wang Yi to look after their son, Luo Feng. Naturally, Wang Yi readily agreed.

Wang Yi understood perfectly well that, in Luo Feng's family's eyes, Wang Yi had become a high-status Martial Artist, so they hoped he would give Luo Feng a helping hand.

But Wang Yi knew that with Luo Feng's talent, even if he did nothing at all, Luo Feng would rise rapidly and soon become one of Earth's top experts.

The Luo Family would also soon soar to prominence, becoming the largest and most legendary family on Earth.

The descendants of the Luo Family would spread throughout the entire Milky Way Galaxy.

Luo Feng's rise thoroughly proved the saying: when one man attains the Dao, even his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.

Thinking of Luo Feng naturally made him think of Xu Xin, and then of himself.

He wondered whether the children he had with Chen Yan and the others in the future could establish a super family of their own.

Wang Yi smacked his forehead. Wake up—you do not even have a wife yet.

On June 3rd, Wang Yi arrived at the Thunderclap Hall in Yangzhou City.

"Sign in."

Ding! Congratulations, Host, sign-in successful. Reward: Blade Technique experience +2.

Your Blade Technique has risen to the Proficient level.

Number of remaining sign-ins at this location: 0

"Hmm? My Blade Technique actually improved?" Wang Yi was somewhat surprised.

It was not as if Wang Yi had never signed in at the two major halls in Jiujiang City, but the rewards there had been hard to describe. They had felt even worse than those from the district martial arts school.

Yet in just three short days in Yangzhou City, Wang Yi had received three huge surprises in a row!

Like Body Movement, Blade Technique was divided into four levels:

Basic—Proficient—Mastery—Artistic Conception.

Improving one's Blade Technique was no easier than improving one's Body Movement. Since childhood, Wang Yi had searched online for countless basic blade practice methods, yet he had only barely reached the Solid stage.

Every step beyond that was extremely difficult.

But now, through the Sign-in Panel, Wang Yi's Blade Technique had rapidly risen from Basic to Proficient in just two months!

It was practically miraculous speed!

He felt a vast amount of knowledge and insights appear in his mind. At the same time, those insights fused into Wang Yi's body, becoming a kind of instinct!

Now, any casual slash from Wang Yi was far more powerful than before.

That was the effect brought by raising one's Blade Technique realm!

Wang Yi sighed inwardly. At this rate, I will not even want to struggle anymore...

Wang Yi's physical strength was now between 5,000 and 6,000 kilograms. His Mental Power had also reached the Beginner War God level—the minimum threshold was 64,000 kilograms of force. His Blade Technique had reached the Proficient level, and his Body Movement had reached the Subtle level!

And Wang Yi was only Eighteen Years Old! He was practically a monster!

"My strength has improved greatly, but it seems I have overlooked something... Right, force generation!"

Wang Yi suddenly remembered.

In the world of Swallowed Star, there was also the concept of bodily force generation.

Through certain special techniques, one could increase the force produced by the body. For example, a force of 10,000 kilograms could be raised to 20,000 or even 30,000 kilograms through special techniques. That was bodily force generation!

Wang Yi remembered that the strongest force-generation Secret Manual on Earth at present, the Nine Heavens Thunder Blade, could achieve sevenfold force generation!

"My Warrior Qualification Certificate came through yesterday. It has probably already been delivered to my home. I can also log into the Limit Martial Arts School's internal network, 'Limit Home,' and buy Secret Manuals and all kinds of items there." At that thought, Wang Yi could barely wait.

He quickly ran toward the subway station.

"And my family should be moving into the residential area villa soon as well." Wang Yi's face was filled with a smile.

After coming to this world for so long, this was the most relaxed he had ever felt.

Meanwhile, in Guangyuan Residential Area, a low-rent housing district in Guqing District, Jiujiang City, the news had already spread like wildfire through Building D23 the day before.

"Did you hear? The Wang Family's son from Building 23 became a Martial Artist!"

"The Wang Family? You mean Wang Shun's son? Isn't his son still a high school student? Who told you that?"

"My uncle lives over by Building 23. He said he personally saw people from the martial arts school come to Wang Shun's home yesterday and deliver Wang Yi's Warrior Qualification Certificate."

"Really? Wang Yi is only eighteen, right? How could he have become a Martial Artist?"

Everyone who heard the news was utterly shocked.

A Martial Artist carried a special meaning in this era!

It symbolized strength, status, wealth, glory... Countless young people dreamed of becoming Martial Artists, but the overwhelming majority never achieved that dream. In reality, only a tiny number ever became Martial Artists.

Especially in a poor place like low-rent housing, where ordinary people lived, the appearance of even one Martial Artist would naturally attract enormous attention.

The Wang Family became famous overnight.

Once it was confirmed that Wang Yi had truly become a Martial Artist... the Wang Family immediately became the hottest topic in all of Guangyuan Residential Area.

From yesterday until today, no one knew how many people had come to the Wang Family's home to see for themselves.

The Wang Family's front door remained tightly shut. Wang Yi's father, Wang Shun, had been run ragged these past two days. News that Wang Yi had become a Martial Artist had swept through the entire residential area like the wind, and the visitors coming to their door were practically about to wear down the threshold.

Wang Yi's eldest uncle and aunt's families were one thing, but even neighbors, acquaintances, and supervisors from work had specially come to ask about it... That was a bit excessive, leaving Wang Shun exhausted from dealing with them all.

Though physically and mentally tired, Wang Shun's heart was still filled with excitement and joy.

When his son had said he wanted to take the Quasi-Warrior Assessment, Wang Shun had been unwilling to agree. In his eyes, becoming a Martial Artist had seemed far too illusory. The College Entrance Exam was what truly mattered.

Only because his son insisted had he reluctantly agreed.

But he had never expected it! Not only had his son passed the Quasi-Warrior Assessment, he had also caught the attention of the Limit Martial Arts School and directly obtained the qualifications to become a Martial Artist!

This was a Martial Artist! Even the leaders of their district had to treat one with respect. And in the residential area where they lived, it seemed they had never even heard of any family producing a Martial Artist!

Anyone capable of producing a Martial Artist would have moved out long ago. How could they possibly remain in a place like low-rent housing?

Wang Shun's heart overflowed with endless joy. Without even turning around, he could hear his wife talking in the room with their eldest daughter, who had married and moved out. They had already been talking for an hour—why were they still not done?

Even now, Wang Shun still felt as though he were dreaming.

The surprise his son had brought him was simply too great, making it all feel somewhat unreal.

"Ring, ring, ring..." At that moment, the phone Wang Shun had been clutching in his hand rang.

Wang Shun hurriedly picked it up. Seeing that it was his son calling, he quickly answered.

"Dad, I'm back."

His son's bright voice came through from the other end of the line.