Set a Small Goal

On the community roads.

The passing Martial Warriors, along with the family members accompanying them, warmly greeted Yang Wu.

Chinese society...

No, human society, had always been a society built on personal connections since ancient times.

Chinese sentiment meant drawing a blade to help a stranger, repaying a drop of kindness with a gushing spring, and never forgetting a life-saving favor...

Sometimes, as long as one handled oneself well and built good relationships, many problems would be resolved invisibly.

Those who could live in Mingyue Community were all Martial Warriors of the Limit Martial Hall. They belonged to the same collective and shared certain common interests.

Thus, the relationships between the Martial Warriors in Mingyue Community naturally became somewhat closer.

The Martial Warrior Combat Exam in August had not yet arrived, but Yang Wu had already moved into Mingyue Community. Clearly, he was a genius recruited in advance by the martial hall.

Everyone was eager to build ties with a genius, and since they lived in the same community, they held a far greater advantage than other Martial Warriors.

Limit Hall.

Yang Wu went straight up to the sixth floor. When he quietly arrived, a silver-haired man in a black robe standing near the edge suddenly shifted his gaze toward him.

Their eyes met briefly in the air. They nodded to each other in greeting, then looked away and stopped watching one another.

In the spacious training hall on the sixth floor, the Quasi-Warrior assessment could basically be declared over.

Without Yang Wu participating, only Luo Feng and Bai Yang had passed this Quasi-Warrior assessment. Tong Guan, the bearded man, had once again been regretfully eliminated.

After handing all subsequent matters over to the instructors, Chief Instructor Wu Tong turned and left the sixth-floor training hall with Yang Wu and the silver-haired man in black.

"Was that... Brother Yang?"

The familiar figure at the doorway left Luo Feng somewhat confused.

As if sensing his gaze, Yang Wu, who had just turned away, looked back and nodded at him before following Chief Instructor Wu Tong and the others downstairs.

"How could he..."

"Haha, Luo Feng, you didn't know?"

Seeing Luo Feng's puzzled expression, Instructor Jiang Nian explained with a smile, "Yang Wu has already signed a contract and joined the Limit Martial Hall in advance."

"You should cultivate diligently too. Take him as your example and strive to surpass him as soon as possible."

"Ah, Brother Yang already joined the Limit Martial Hall early." Hearing Instructor Jiang Nian's explanation, Luo Feng was dumbfounded.

Back when they were both Advanced Students at the Yi'an District Limit Branch, there had already been quite a gap between him and Yang Wu.

Later, Yang Wu successfully passed the Quasi-Warrior assessment, leaving him both envious and filled with motivation.

Having passed this Quasi-Warrior assessment, he had thought he could catch up. Unexpectedly, the gap had widened again.

However, although Luo Feng suddenly felt pressure, it was more as if he had found a target, and his fighting spirit ignited.

"Set a small goal: surpass Brother Yang first!"

Limit Hall, second-floor reception room.

After Yang Wu and the silver-haired man in black sat down, Wu Tong made each of them a cup of West Lake Dragon Well tea.

Tea was a beverage culture passed down for thousands of years, engraved into one's genes.

Some things could only be appreciated after reaching a certain age.

"Yang Wu, I believe you know the usual practice of our Limit Martial Hall. I'd like to ask in advance whether there's any Martial Warrior squad you want to join?"

"Or what kind of combat style do you prefer in a Martial Warrior squad?"

After taking a sip of tea, Wu Tong asked with a smile.

"Hall Master, just say what you want to say."

"And who is this?"

Yang Wu rolled his eyes. The man beside you has been staring at me for ages.

"Ahem, Yang Wu, let me introduce him. This is the captain of the Wind Shadow Squad, and also my former captain."

Wu Tong coughed lightly to hide his awkwardness, then introduced him to Yang Wu.

"Han Xiu, an Advanced Warrior Level Psychic."

The man in black stood up and politely invited Yang Wu.

"Young brother, would you be interested in joining my Martial Warrior squad?"

Psychics were rare among Martial Warriors, and those whose strength had reached the Advanced Warrior Level were rarer still.

Han Xiu's Wind Shadow Squad was one of the elite Martial Warrior squads under the Limit Main Hall of Jiangnan Base City. Every member possessed at least Beginner Warrior General Level strength.

As the captain, Han Xiu was not only powerful himself, but also had close ties with Supervisor Zhuge Tao.

A few days ago, at a small gathering between the two, Zhuge Tao had drunk too much and, in a boastful manner, let slip that he had signed Yang Wu.

After sobering up, Zhuge Tao repeatedly made Han Xiu promise secrecy before finally telling him Yang Wu's situation in detail.

Advanced Warrior Level physical fitness, Entrance Level movement technique... He had cultivated Genetic Force for barely over a month and was suspected of awakening psychic talent.

If Han Xiu had not been familiar with Zhuge Tao's principles, he would have thought someone was bold enough to deceive the supervisor of the Limit Main Hall.

Clearly, after signing the contract, Zhuge Tao had investigated the matter again.

During that period, from Yang Wu's birth until the Quasi-Warrior assessment, he had no chance or possibility of coming into contact with any special treasure that could improve his physical fitness.

And in the period after the Quasi-Warrior assessment, aside from visiting the martial hall a few times, Yang Wu had stayed at home in Landu Garden Community the rest of the time. It was simply impossible...

If such a thing existed and could evade Zhuge Tao's investigation, then it would at least involve someone beyond the War God Level—a Parliament-level powerhouse.

For such a figure to lay out a scheme...

Honestly, there was no need for it. Moreover, with Hong, the world's strongest expert, around, he did not believe anyone would be blind enough to scheme against the Limit Martial Hall.

After ruling out every impossibility, only one conclusion remained: Yang Wu's terrifying rate of improvement in strength came entirely from talent and hard work.

When they parted after the gathering, Zhuge Tao had told him that he could not guarantee Yang Wu would join Han Xiu's Martial Warrior squad.

But judging by Yang Wu's reaction, had Zhuge Tao not mentioned it to him yet?

This time, Han Xiu had come to recruit someone. Although he did not hold much hope, Yang Wu's talent and potential were worth making the trip for.

Even if recruitment failed and the trip was wasted, it was still good to meet him.

Show his face and become familiar!

Besides, his former teammate Wu Tong was now the hall master of the Yangzhou City Limit Hall.

The next trip to hunt in the Wilderness Area was not far off. Before finishing his rest and recuperation, he had come over for a small gathering and to catch up.

"Sorry, Captain Han, but I want to go to the Wilderness Area alone..."

Even though the other party's invitation was sincere, Yang Wu still refused directly and clearly.

He would certainly go to the Wilderness Area to hunt monsters, but he did not want to join another Martial Warrior squad. He had his own path.

Rather than form a team with companions, he would rather travel the wilderness alone.