Devouring the Starry Sky: Cultivation Makes Me Stronger

Over the past month or so in the Wilderness Area, he had diligently practiced his blade every day, fought numerous high-level monsters, and walked the edge of life and death daily. He had mastered the first four levels of the Nine Heavens Thunder Blade and comprehended a move, "Lightning Flash," keeping his body in a state of rapid evolution at all times.

That was how he had increased his punching power by over 10,000 kilograms in just over a month!

"Hiss! That high?"

Seeing the number, Luo Feng could not help sucking in a sharp breath.

He was absolutely the one who understood Luo Shen's rate of progress best. From Luo Shen becoming a Prospective Warrior, to the two becoming teammates and practicing the blade together, he had practically watched Luo Shen grow step by step into what he was today.

Yet Luo Feng felt not the slightest envy. Instead, he was filled with excitement over Luo Shen's performance.

"Luo Shen, throw a punch with everything you've got!"

As Yang Hui spoke, he pulled out his phone and started recording.

He had to document Luo Shen's situation first.

For a monstrous genius like Luo Shen, the Limitless Martial Arts Academy would never willingly let other factions interfere and snatch him away. Yang Hui therefore had to report to the Inspector in advance and prepare to offer him a major contract.

"Yes!" Luo Shen nodded.

He rubbed his right arm.

After throwing that punch just now, the spot where he had taken Li Yao's blade strike had begun to ache faintly.

It seemed he could no longer use his right hand.

Fortunately, his Basic Fist Technique had already reached the grandmaster realm. His left and right hands were equally nimble, so he did not need to worry about it affecting his performance.

Yang Hui knew nothing of this.

Seeing Luo Shen abandon his dominant hand and use his unfamiliar left hand instead, he was momentarily bewildered.

He instinctively looked at Zhou Zhengyong.

Zhou Zhengyong did not know what had happened to Luo Shen's right hand either.

Faced with Yang Hui's questioning gaze, he could only shrug and spread his hands, indicating that he had no idea.

Fortunately, Inspector Liu knew what had happened and explained, "Luo Shen was struck by Vulture Li Yao's blade not long ago. His right hand was probably injured, which is why he's using his left. But you can tell from the number of instantaneous accelerations in his punch that it won't affect him."

"Vulture Li Yao?"

Yang Hui studied Luo Shen with some disbelief.

Good kid. Just how many more surprises could he bring him? With merely the physical fitness of an Intermediate Warlord, he was still alive and kicking after taking a slash from a High-level War God.

Meanwhile.

Luo Shen had already adjusted himself and threw a punch directly.

Building upon his original bodily strength, he twisted his waist and hips, instantly unleashing four bursts of hidden force. His right fist accelerated four times in an instant, like a cannonball leaving the barrel, and slammed heavily into the punching target!

Bang! The punching target toppled backward!

Yang Hui immediately adjusted his phone camera and aimed it at the number on the display—"85361KG"!

"Huh?"

Looking at the number, Yang Hui suddenly felt that something was off.

He calculated rapidly in his mind.

Based on Luo Shen's brute-force punch of nearly 19,000 kilograms, after mastering the fourth level of the Nine Heavens Thunder Blade, his Punching Power Level should have been 3.5, or around 66,500 kilograms.

How had an extra 20,000 kilograms appeared out of nowhere?

Yang Hui thought about it for a long time but could not figure it out.

In the end, he could only conclude that Luo Shen's right fist had been injured earlier, so he had failed to unleash his strongest punch.

"I'll call the Inspector."

After sending off the recorded video, Yang Hui rose to his feet and said to Zhou Zhengyong, "Have them get ready. When I return after the call, they may have to head back to Hongning Base City with me."

The Limitless Martial Arts Academy had two major Training Camps under its command.

The first was the Basic Training Camp, which recruited gifted students from all over the world and gave them the best training.

The other was the Elite Training Camp, ranked number one in the world. It recruited only the most exceptional geniuses, and every student who could enter was a monstrous talent!

Any student who successfully graduated from the Training Camp could become a War God!

Thus, it was also known as the "War God Reserve Camp"!

Even top powers such as the HR Alliance and the five great nations were all desperately trying to send their own members in to receive the best cultivation.

One could easily imagine.

Just how coveted a spot in the Elite Training Camp was!

"The Elite Training Camp recruits very, very few students worldwide each year. Spread across the five great nations, the HR Alliance, and other major factions, it nearly amounts to just one recruit per year."

Inside the cabin of the flying triangular fighter jet, Yang Hui introduced the Elite Training Camp to the Luo brothers.

"Of course, that isn't the only way students are recruited."

Yang Hui smiled. "Otherwise, you two wouldn't be on this fighter jet right now."

After a pause.

Yang Hui continued, "Luo Shen, your talent is extraordinary and has drawn the headquarters' attention. The Inspector specifically ordered me to bring you to see him today. I suspect he intends to specially recruit you into the Training Camp. That way, you won't need to take up one of its regular admission slots."

As he spoke, a trace of envy appeared on Yang Hui's face.

Special recruitment!

Such a thing had not happened in many years. More than a decade had passed since the last time.

"So, you mean I can enter the camp through the normal process?" Luo Feng asked.

Even now, he was still somewhat dazed.

Yang Hui nodded, then shook his head. "You'll still have to undergo the standard entry assessment, but with your strength, passing it shouldn't be a problem."

Luo Shen only smiled without speaking.

Another butterfly effect caused by his appearance.

In this life, because of him, Yang Hui had arrived in Jiangnan Base City more than a month earlier than in the Original Work. The Chinese military had not yet had time to request a spot in the Elite Training Camp.

And he himself would be taking the route of special recruitment.

So Luo Feng had caught a lucky break. He only needed to pass the A-grade assessment to enter the camp.

After thinking for a moment, Luo Shen asked, "Mr. Yang, why does the Inspector want to see me?"

Logically speaking, though the talent he had displayed was outstanding, it should not have been enough to alarm an Inspector. In his own estimation, he would at least have needed to clear the fourth floor of the Trial Tower and break into the top ten of the Black Dragon Ranking before receiving a summons from the higher-ups of the Limitless Martial Arts Academy.

"I don't know that." Yang Hui spread his hands.

Every academy Inspector was an existence beyond a War God.

How could such transcendent figures possibly explain their reasons to him? Once they gave him orders, all he had to do was carry them out seriously.

Seeing Luo Shen's thoughtful expression.

Yang Hui smiled reassuringly. "You don't need to worry. The Inspector calling for you is definitely a good thing."

With Luo Shen's talent, no matter where he went, the faction he joined would treat him as an honored guest. Unless the Inspector had something wrong with his head, he would never deliberately make things difficult for him.

Besides, Inspector Wang, who currently oversaw the Training Camp, was also Chinese.

By the time the fighter jet arrived at the Elite Training Camp, the sky had already darkened. Since most of the students had left the Training Camp to return home, the entire place was very quiet.

Whoosh!

A dark-blue triangular fighter jet descended like a ghost.

"Huh, why is a fighter jet landing?"

The Training Camp staff at the main entrance stared in surprise at the slowly descending triangular fighter jet, puzzled. Then they saw the hatch open, and Yang Hui led Luo Shen and Luo Feng out of the aircraft.

"It's War God Yang Hui."

As Training Camp instructors and academy staff, they naturally recognized the academy's special envoy.

"Who are those two beside him?"

"Don't recognize them. They should be students being recruited, right?"

The two staff members spoke in low voices.

Yang Hui looked up and greeted them, then turned to Luo Shen and Luo Feng. "Let's go. I'll take you to see the Inspector first."

The two followed Yang Hui through the exceptionally wide gates of the Training Camp.

As soon as they entered, they saw a gigantic dragon-shaped statue. The enormous Black Dragon stood nearly fifty meters tall, its huge eyes seeming to radiate an endless aura of darkness.

Against the backdrop of the night, it looked as though an incomparably terrifying Black Dragon truly stood there in silence.

A terrifying pressure of life washed over them.

Willpower Baptism, received a minor increase!