Certification Again

Hua Qiang thought it over and decided to start with the Martial Arts Association, finding a few Martial Artists to protect his parents.

He had to display great strength and enormous potential before the Martial Arts Association would value him enough for him to make demands.

Hua Qiang was certain that once he revealed his strength, the Martial Arts Association would grant whatever he asked for and protect his parents thoroughly, freeing him from any worries at the rear.

With a thought, Hua Qiang summoned the Void Panel and checked his personal attributes:

Name: Hua Qiang

Age: 18

Talent: Slaughter (Hidden, Activated)

Realm: Low-Level Martial Ancestor

Blood Qi: 2490.6

Cultivation Art: Brute Ox Strength (Perfected), Myriad Life Breath Art (Perfected)

Combat Skills: Fatal Slash (Perfected), Savage Blade Slash (Perfected), Prediction (Perfected), Black Tortoise Shield (Perfected), Embracing Moon Saber (Perfected), Shadow Dodge (Perfected)

Weapon: Golden Crow Great Saber

Slaughter Points: 19840

Seeing these attributes, Hua Qiang raised a brow, a trace of pride involuntarily flashing through his heart.

In such a short time, he had risen from worthless trash to a powerful Martial Ancestor. In Modu Base, he already stood at the peak of the pyramid.

But he still felt it was not enough, because the sense of crisis in his heart was intense.

The assassin who had tried to kill him before had said that the Blood Slaughter Alliance had accepted the job on him. Until they killed him, it would be a fight to the death.

As long as the employer continued increasing the bounty, the Blood Slaughter Alliance's assassination attempts against him would not stop.

This time, it had been a Silver Rank assassin, and he had failed.

What rank would they send next time?

Gold Rank or Platinum Rank?

Would he be able to handle it then?

To make himself invincible and protect his family better, Hua Qiang decided to improve himself once more.

He dumped all his Slaughter Points into Blood Qi. In the next instant, his Blood Qi became 4474.6, while the Slaughter Points column went straight to zero.

A powerful force formed within his body. He felt that he was at least twice as strong as before.

As he clenched both hands, that overwhelming sense of power made his confidence rise another notch.

But then his brows furrowed again.

Because his realm had only risen by a small stage, changing from low-level to middle-level.

Still not enough!

He had to reach the Martial King Realm. Only then could he deal with the next two waves of assassinations from the Blood Slaughter Alliance.

He could now fight above his level. As a Middle-Level Martial Ancestor, he could contend against a Middle-Level Martial King Realm expert without fear, and might even be able to kill them.

But what if they sent a high-level or Peak Martial Ancestor instead?

Would he be able to win?

If they abandoned all martial ethics and directly sent out a Martial Emperor Realm expert, he might be finished.

He still needed to get Slaughter Points. He needed a huge amount of Slaughter Points!

Hua Qiang decided that once he was powerful enough to contend head-on with a Martial Emperor, he would find the Blood Slaughter Alliance's headquarters and uproot it completely.

If they dared provoke him, they could wait for destruction!

The Blood Slaughter Alliance would never have imagined that accepting one insignificant assassination job would bring them a calamity that toppled the heavens and crushed the earth.

Not long afterward, Hua Qiang would slaughter his way into their headquarters alone and wipe them out, pot and all.

If they had known this job would bring them such a massive disaster, they definitely would not have accepted it. They would have captured the person who issued the bounty, hacked them to death with random blades, carved them into a thousand pieces, and even whipped the corpse!

Hua Qiang wallowed in self-pity, feeling that his realm was advancing too slowly and being deeply dissatisfied.

If other cultivators learned what he was thinking, they would definitely risk their lives to fight him.

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Even those already lying in their coffins would crawl out and spit in his face.

Where the hell was his shame?

He had only cultivated for a few days, yet he had gone from worthless trash to a Middle-Level Martial Ancestor.

Others might cultivate their entire lives and still never reach such a realm.

Many people remained stuck in the Martial Master Realm for their whole lives. Becoming a Grand Martial Master was already a wild dream.

There were even many who were stuck at Peak Martial Artist and could not break through to Martial Master. And he was still dissatisfied?

They only wanted to ask one thing: was he even human?

The next day, Hua Qiang accompanied Ye Wendao and Liu Li to their former workplaces to complete their resignation procedures.

The reason he went along was that he worried his father and mother would be softhearted. Once they arrived at their old workplaces, others might persuade them to stay and play the sympathy card, causing them to continue working there.

He had already entered the martial path, and the realm he had announced to the public was already the Martial Master Realm.

Those old foxes surely knew that long ago. Otherwise, they would not have promoted his father and mother and raised their salaries.

Originally, Ye Bingxue had wanted to come too, but Hua Qiang refused and sent her off to school.

What was a girl doing getting involved in these mundane matters?

Her current task was cultivation: improving her strength, making herself stronger, and increasing her odds of surviving future battles against Mutant Beasts.

After all, beast tides occurred every year, and incidents of Mutant Beasts attacking cities happened every year as well.

And people like them, who had already become Martial Artists, would definitely be drafted into teams that fought Mutant Beasts when the time came.

That would be when he worried most about Ye Bingxue.

He was extremely powerful now. Mutant Beasts no longer posed much of a threat to him, because he had trump cards!

But Ye Bingxue did not!

What was more, amid that kind of chaos, if he let his guard down for even a moment and failed to protect her, causing her to be injured—

Or if something even more serious happened, would his father and mother not be heartbroken to death? And would he not be consumed by guilt?

The scene Hua Qiang had anticipated appeared right on schedule. If he had not stood there like a pillar, Ye Wendao and Liu Li definitely would not have been able to resign.

After making the two of them complete their resignation procedures, he sent them to Zhenxing Martial Arts School to meet Mei Zhenxing. Once everything had been arranged, he drove toward the Martial Arts Association's office building.

He was going to get certified again and change his Martial Artist information and benefits.

Most importantly, he was going to get a few bodyguards from the Martial Arts Association to protect his parents, and the Martial Arts Association would have to pay those bodyguards' salaries too.

That was the confidence of the strong!

The strong had fucking privileges!

Hua Qiang entered the certification room, alarming President Mo Wuqiong, who rushed all the way down from his office on the eighth floor.

He thought the elevator was too slow!

At this moment, Mo Wuqiong, Zhang Xiaofeng, Mei Ting, and even several unfamiliar faces had appeared. They were all upper management of the Martial Arts Association.

Everyone held their breath and watched Hua Qiang.

Hua Qiang adjusted himself, then calmly placed both hands on the Blood Qi testing area.

Beep, beep, beep...

A burst of piercing mechanical roaring sounded. A string of numbers leaped endlessly across the display before finally stopping at 4474.6.

Thud, thud...

A series of heavy objects hitting the ground rang out.

Hua Qiang turned his head and looked. Damn it, every one of them was sitting on the floor.

Their expressions had changed drastically, their eyes filled with shock as they looked at him as though he were some prehistoric monster.

4474.6 had already reached the standard of a Middle-Level Martial Ancestor.

In other words, this eighteen-year-old before them was already a Martial Ancestor, and a middle-level one at that.

No one present had a higher realm than him. Throughout the entire Modu Base Martial Arts Association, no one could be found who could contend with him.

Even President Mo Wuqiong, the one with the highest realm, was only a Low-Level Martial Ancestor!

In the next instant, their eyes burned with incomparable fervor. They wanted to know just how powerful Hua Qiang had become.

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