Two Major Training Camps

Inside a Limitless Branch near the South Bank residential area.

Jiang Nian was also making his rounds through the martial arts school. Compared to the past few days, he now walked at an unhurried pace, as though stepping on cotton. It was clear just how good his mood was.

Discovering a genius not only meant completing his quota and earning massive contributions, but more importantly, it meant forming a bond with a young genius. Nothing could be exchanged for that.

Take an S-level genius, for example. They had some hope of becoming a War God!

What kind of existence was a War God?

Although someone like Director Dongfang held a high position, his strength was only at the Warlord level, not the War God level.

The reason he could become the director of a Limitless Martial Arts School was entirely because he had the support of enough War Gods. Those connections were what truly mattered.

Earlier, when Jiang Nian had brought Luo Feng to the Limitless Martial Arts School and met Director Zhuge Tao, he had been utterly respectful. If Luo Feng became a War God in the future, even Zhuge Tao would have to show him some respect. The returns on such an investment simply could not be measured in money.

Jiang Nian was feeling immensely pleased with himself. This was simply his good fortune. Just then, a message came in, and he casually looked at the martial artist communicator on his wrist.

The next second, his eyes widened in shock. After reading it, he immediately cursed, "Fuck! That brat!"

Li Mingshuo: Buddy, I heard you got into it with Old Ning in the group chat this morning? And you were planning to have the genius you just recommended spar with his son, Ning Ze?

Let me tell you something. Think it over carefully—don't end up making a mess of things and offending both sides.

That kid Ning Ze beat down an S-level genius at the Thunderclap Martial Arts Headquarters in the main city today. It was a complete stomp!

Word is that he has made progress in cultivating the top-tier secret manual, "Gale Sword Master." He has hidden strength too. The strength he gained when he first absorbed Cosmic Energy was probably close to 2,000 kg.

His Movement Technique has likely reached the Microscopic Level, and he has learned Force Generation through a top-tier secret manual.

This news came from several Head Hall Masters of the Thunderclap Martial Arts School. It seems the director has tacitly approved this claim too. It's highly credible!

"Fuck! Golden Fire Bear! You bastard!"

"You managed to hide something like this? You really made everyone misjudge you!"

Jiang Nian exclaimed under his breath, feeling his teeth ache. Where had that flashy personality of his gone? The last time he discovered a prospective genius martial artist, he had bragged endlessly. This was his own son, yet he had kept it hidden so tightly!

He had just encouraged Luo Feng today, intending to have the kid trade a few moves with Ning Ze. Then, that very afternoon, he received this news.

Suddenly, he recalled the scene from a few days ago when he had met Ning Ze. Ning Ze had smiled as he humored him, calmly teased him, and later had even generously taken the initiative to issue a challenge!

He had thought the kid simply had strong nerves and wasn't afraid of challenges. In the end, the guy had been watching a joke from start to finish!

He could not help feeling embarrassed, muttering, "Good kid, you really learned well from Old Ning. Your Uncle Jiang finally finds a genius, and I still have to send him over for you to crush."

After thinking it through, his expression turned somewhat irritated and embarrassed. There was no helping it—he could only go find Luo Feng again.

Just thinking about it made him feel awkward.

Inside a luxurious villa, Zhai Yanko lay on the sofa, drinking straight from a bottle. The floor was littered with bottles lying every which way.

His eyes were unfocused and his expression dull. Compared to his polished appearance that morning, he now looked utterly disheveled and dejected.

Coincidentally, he too had carefully walked out of the Thunderclap Martial Arts Headquarters. However, unlike Ning Ze, those seniors had not been nearly so polite to him.

This loser was the one who had made them lose face. As he walked out, people constantly sneered at him and even called him trash.

He had lowered his head as he walked out the door, not even knowing how he got home.

He had been defeated in full view of everyone and then publicly humiliated afterward. He could endure what others said, but losing to Ning Ze...

This was his childhood rival, the greatest obstacle in his life!

He had painstakingly planned the challenge, only to suddenly discover that the gap between them had not narrowed after they became martial artists. Instead, it had grown even wider.

Back then, they had at least been evenly matched. There had been some back and forth. Now, it was one move!

His heart was filled with despair and loneliness.

Beside him, an elegantly dressed noblewoman tried to comfort him gently. But Zhai Yanko was utterly lost, completely immersed in memories of his defeats. Once... twice... ten times... by now, he could no longer count them. He would never have another chance to win...

That night.

Nine o'clock.

After enjoying a wonderful date, Ning Ze returned home in high spirits beneath the night sky. Martial artists were meant to protect the Base City. His purpose in cultivating was also to protect his family and protect this adorable girlfriend of his, who was like a big doll. She would be his future wife.

The moment he entered, three pairs of eyes fixed on him.

Ning Ze asked in surprise, "Dad, Mom, what's wrong?"

Ning Qianqian lay limply across the table, her eyes filled with envy so intense it could not be dissolved.

Ning Hua asked in a deep voice, "Where did you go?"

"I went to see Xiao Guai."

Ning Ze did not hide it. His family had known they were dating since high school, and their parents had met when they were in college. If Shu Yi were not still in school, the two of them would already be married by now.

"You went to the Thunderclap Martial Arts School?" Ning Hua asked again.

Ning Ze froze for a moment, but he did not hide it. "Yes. That bastard surnamed Zhai is like a dog. I went and taught him a lesson."

"And?"

"I sparred with a little genius."

"Nonsense!" Ning Hua glared.

Ning Ze smiled bitterly. "Dad, you heard? I wasn't trying to show off, but that guy Zhai Yanko provoked me. Could I just let someone like that go without beating him? You never taught me how to throw a match either."

Ning Hua's eyelids twitched as he shouted, "Is this about throwing a match? What did I tell you? You actually exposed your Movement Technique and Force Generation at the Thunderclap Martial Arts School!"

"Do you know that even Director Dongfang called me? He said I had made you hide your strength, and that you absorbed more than 1,700 kg of strength the first time you absorbed Cosmic Energy, putting you not far from 2,000 kg. He said that, for my sake, he could offer you an S-level Contract. The meaning was obvious—he thought I was being too distant!"

"No!"

"I didn't!"

Ning Ze was a little dumbfounded. Did fighting Wan Dong require Microscopic Level Movement Technique?

Did it require Force Generation techniques?

If he had not been worried about humiliating the other party too badly, he could have casually crushed him with Basic Sword Art and Basic Movement Technique alone.

Ning Hua snorted heavily and snapped, "At the Thunderclap Martial Arts Headquarters! Their four Chief Instructors were watching! Did you think you could hide it?"

"Director Dongfang from our Limitless Martial Arts School called and pressed me for answers. He's the backing our family found. I could only tell him the truth. Couldn't you keep a lower profile? Did you have to make it known to everyone? Their director even thought I was switching sides!"

Ning Ze fell silent, his memories returning once more to that moment when he had stood invincible on the arena.

To be honest, he truly liked that feeling.

He also knew this might cause trouble. Some people might even become jealous of his talent and do something extreme.

But from his experiences sparring with his father since childhood, he understood that running away and being afraid had no meaning.

A martial artist should bravely move forward. Only by minimizing his mistakes could he avoid dying or ending up disabled like his father.

From the moment he understood the system's function, he had already prepared himself mentally. His old plans and calculations had been completely overturned. He was about to enter a new life.

There would always come a day when his strength was exposed.

He cultivated tirelessly precisely so that he would have enough strength in the future to face every difficulty and carve through every obstacle.

Ning Ze looked at his father and saw the upward curve of his lips. His father must have been delighted to show off before his superior, and proud of him as well. There was no real blame in his words.

Ning Ze grinned freely and asked, "Dad, what did the director arrange? Is he sending me to the Global Martial Arts Headquarters, or does he want me to accept challenges from Thunderclap Martial Arts School geniuses?"

Born into a martial artist family, he was already part of the privileged class. His nature had never lacked arrogance or wild freedom!

He simply did not usually show it, because the people around him were relatives and friends, or ordinary people serving him. There was no need to throw his weight around in front of ordinary people. That was not arrogance—it was bullying the weak.

With someone like Zhai Yanko, Ning Ze never held back. He was even extremely arrogant, unafraid of retaliation. That was arrogance.

This time, he had taken him out with a single sword strike, and he had done it at the Thunderclap Martial Arts School. He had never feared enemies. He would not easily spare Zhai Yanko simply because many martial artists were present. He did what needed to be done. That was freedom.

But martial artists did not fight to be first for a moment. They fought for an endless road ahead!

Temporary honor would not affect his ability to grow stronger. Everything else was empty; only strength truly belonged to him.

If possible, he might lie low for a while. That would be wiser and safer while he was weak.

If not, then it merely meant the storms would come earlier. He did not mind changing the way he lived, enjoying the wild arrogance of a man, and properly competing with the greatest geniuses of his generation!

"The Global Martial Arts Headquarters?"

"Is that your goal?"

Ning Hua looked somewhat displeased.

Ning Ze smiled brightly, looking at his father with eyes full of delighted admiration. "Can you get me into the Elite Training Camp of the Limitless Martial Arts School?"

Ning Hua looked a little awkward.

Don't look at him like that. He could not manage that.

The Limitless Martial Arts School had two major training camps: the Basic Training Camp and the Elite Training Camp.

The Global Martial Arts Headquarters was the Basic Training Camp. It selected genius martial artists from around the world, signed them to Special Training contracts ranked above S-level Contracts, and brought them into the Basic Training Camp to receive the best training.

The Elite Training Camp, meanwhile, was the world's number one training camp. It was also known as the War God Preparatory Camp.

Across the world, the Limitless Martial Arts School had these two training camps—Basic and Elite—and the Thunderclap Martial Arts School likewise had its own Basic and Elite Training Camps...

But there was no question that the Limitless Martial Arts School's Elite Training Camp ranked first in the world! Even Hong, the World's Strongest, occasionally went there to teach.

Even War Gods rarely had the chance to receive Hong's guidance. Yet in the Elite Training Camp, there was an opportunity!

As an internal member of the Limitless Martial Arts School, Ning Hua had only heard of the two major training camps. How could he possibly arrange for Ning Ze to enter one?

Ning Hua explained the difference between the two training camps, then patiently said, "Director Dongfang's meaning is that cultivating the First Layer of 'Gale Sword Master' alone still cannot fully confirm your talent. After you cultivate for a while longer and master two more layers of 'Gale Sword Master,' proving that you truly have talent, he will recommend you for the Elite Training Camp."

Ning Hua spoke as though Ning Ze was not qualified yet, but the absolute confidence on his face made it clear that he had complete faith Ning Ze would enter the Elite Training Camp.

A family knew its own affairs. Ning Ze had mastered the First Layer within half a day of picking it up. He could comprehend Force Generation on his own and even needed the Second Layer of the secret manual as cover. Cultivating the Third Layer would come naturally, and Ning Hua would not even be surprised if he reached the Fourth Layer.

He had never even heard of a genius who could cultivate a top-tier secret manual past the halfway point so quickly. How could Ning Ze possibly fail to enter the Elite Training Camp?

"Master a few more layers?"

Ning Ze looked thoughtful.

He could gain 10 proficiency points in an hour. Because his stamina was limited, he cultivated six hours a day, gaining 60 points. In a month, he could gain 1,800 points.

Currently, "Gale Sword Master" was at Proficient, 459/10000. At his current cultivation speed, it would take roughly four months to reach the next realm, the Perfection Level.

He was not sure how the proficiency in the system corresponded to the secret manual's layers. Would reaching the next realm double his Force Generation again?

He was not even sure how many levels of Force Generation there were in total. In any case, the greatest multiplier among Earth's secret manuals was the sevenfold Force Generation of "Nine Heavens Thunder Blade."

"What? Don't you have confidence?" Ning Hua eyed him suspiciously. He had great confidence in his son, so why did this brat look so confused?

Ning Ze raised his brows. Another doubling of Force Generation would mean triple Force Generation, placing it somewhere between the 2.8 times Force Generation of the Third Layer of a top-tier secret manual and the 3.5 times Force Generation of the Fourth Layer.

At worst, he could use a little less of his Base Strength and calculate it as the Third Layer of "Gale Sword Master" when the time came.

"I'll definitely reach the Third Layer this year. Don't worry."

"I've been out all day. I'm going to cultivate."

"Alright, go on."

As though remembering something, Ning Hua casually added, "Oh, right. Jiang Nian took in a little genius, and I heard he moved here today. If he comes to challenge you, go a little easy on him. You're both martial artists from the Limitless Martial Arts School, so leave him some face."

Ning Ze raised his brows, recalling what happened yesterday. This little genius was probably called Luo Feng?

"Alright. He told me about it too. I'll wait for your news."

"Wait a moment." Li Wan spoke up to stop him.

Ning Ze turned back in confusion. "What is it, Mom?"

"How are things between you and Xiao Guai? When are you planning to get married?" Li Wan asked with great concern.

Ning Ze said awkwardly, "Mom, she's still in school. We haven't discussed that yet. How about waiting until she graduates?"

"Graduates?"

Li Wan frowned slightly, her expression showing disapproval as she said unhappily, "She'll be twenty-two by the time she graduates. We have to wait another three years? Other people get married after high school, but you two are really patient. It's only college. Xiao Guai has martial artist talent too. If necessary, ask their principal about letting her graduate early. That girl is smart—she can definitely pass the exams. Besides, you're both martial artists. What you study has little to do with your future. Even if she doesn't go to school, it's no big deal."

"Well... we need to discuss it. Even after graduation, we should wait another year or two." Ning Ze did not know how to answer. They had never considered marriage, so naturally they had never considered graduating early.

"Then how about getting engaged first?" Li Wan pressed.

"Alright, I'll discuss it with her." After saying that, Ning Ze added, "You should help Qianqian study. She'll be in her senior year of high school soon. Getting into a good school is quite important. At the very least, the boys there will be a little better."

The implication was that this girl was too lacking and could only hope to marry well in the future.

He had no choice. Most people now got married after graduating high school, and many college students were already married couples. That was simply how things were now. Since he and Shu Yi were healthy and well, it would not be right to delay too long. He could only take a roundabout approach and push his little sister out to draw some of the fire first.

Hearing this, Li Wan turned her head. The moment she saw that lazy, foolish-looking girl, she became angry.

"Go do your homework! Get up early tomorrow to cultivate!"

Ning Qianqian stood up as though life had lost all meaning, looking at the white figure on the stairs with eyes full of resentment.

Her martial artist talent was a little lacking, and she could not sit still, so her physical fitness and grades were both somewhat worse. But that depended on who she was compared to. At school, she was still an outstanding student. She was nowhere near as hopeless as her mother and brother made her sound.

Why did I have a brother like this?