"What did the Hall Master think?" Qin Heng asked Zhong Wanshan.
Zhong Wanshan said, "The Hall Master gave you three goals that you must accomplish."
Qin Heng asked, "What three?"
Zhong Wanshan said, "First, at the Martial Arts Tournament three months from now, skip the rookie division and enter the Intermediate Arena directly. You must place in the top four."
The Intermediate Arena of the Martial Arts Tournament...
Qin Heng felt some pressure.
He knew about the Martial Arts Tournament. When Xiao Yang had challenged him before, this was the event he had meant.
The competition had three divisions in total.
One was the rookie division for those within zero to one year of their First Assessment. Its participants were generally Quasi-Martial Warriors.
The Intermediate Arena was for veteran students with fewer than five years of training. Anyone below the Elementary Martial Warrior realm could not even make it through the Selection Tournament. To place in the top three usually required the strength of an Intermediate Martial Warrior.
The Advanced Arena was even more formidable. All current students from the Four Great Martial Halls could participate. Those who made it through the Selection Tournament were almost all Advanced Martial Warriors, and the eventual victor was bound to be an expert from one hall's Elite Class.
Qin Heng was currently an Elementary Martial Warrior, but placing in the top four in the Intermediate Arena would still be extremely difficult.
Fortunately, he had three months.
Who knew what would happen three months from now?
"And the second goal?" he asked.
Zhong Wanshan said, "One year from now, become an Advanced Martial Warrior and break the city record again."
Qin Heng: ...
That difficulty was a little too outrageous.
What did becoming an Advanced Martial Warrior in one year even mean?
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