From Killing a Mosquito to Invincibility
Chapter 48

Re-certification

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Hua Qiang thought for a moment and decided to start with the Martial Arts Association. He needed to get some Martial Artists to protect his parents.

He had to display his powerful strength and immense potential for the Martial Arts Association to take him seriously and for him to be able to make his request.

Hua Qiang was certain that once his strength was revealed, the Martial Arts Association would grant any request and thoroughly protect his parents, thus removing his worries.

With a thought, Hua Qiang pulled up the Void Panel to check his personal stats:

Name: Hua Qiang

Age: 18

Talent: Slaughter (Hidden, Activated)

Realm: Low-level Martial Ancestor

Blood Qi: 2490.6

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

Combat Skills: Killing Blow (Mastered), Savage Blade Slash (Mastered), Prediction (Mastered), Black Tortoise Shield (Mastered), Embracing Moon Saber (Mastered), Shadow Dodge (Mastered)

Weapon: Golden Crow Great Saber

Slaughter Points: 19840

Seeing his stats, Hua Qiang raised an eyebrow, a hint of pride flashing through his mind.

In such a short time, he had gone from a useless piece of trash to a powerful Martial Ancestor. In this Modu Base, he was already at the top of the pyramid.

But he felt it wasn't enough because his sense of danger was very strong.

The assassin who had tried to kill him earlier had said that their Blood Slaughter Alliance had accepted his mission, and they wouldn't stop until he was dead.

As long as the employer kept increasing the bounty, the Blood Slaughter Alliance's assassination attempts on him wouldn't cease.

This time, it was a Silver Rank assassin who had failed.

What level would they send next?

Would it be Gold Rank or Platinum Rank?

Could he handle it when the time came?

To put himself in an invincible position and to better protect his family, Hua Qiang decided to improve himself again.

He poured all his Slaughter Points into his Blood Qi. The next moment, his Blood Qi value became 4474.6, and his Slaughter Points column dropped to zero.

A powerful force surged within him, and he felt that he was at least twice as strong as before.

He clenched his fists, and the surge of power further boosted his confidence.

However, his brow furrowed immediately afterward.

His realm had only improved by a small tier, from low-level to mid-level.

It was still not enough!

He needed to reach the Martial King realm to deal with the upcoming two waves of assassination attempts from the Blood Slaughter Alliance.

He could fight across realms now, and as a mid-level Martial Ancestor, he could contend with a mid-level Martial King without fear, and might even be able to defeat them.

But what if they sent a high-level or peak Martial King?

Could he win?

If the opponent decided to disregard the rules and directly deployed a Martial Emperor, he might be in trouble.

He still needed to earn Slaughter Points; he needed a lot of Slaughter Points!

Hua Qiang decided that once he was strong enough to resist a Martial Sovereign, he would find the Blood Slaughter Alliance's headquarters and eradicate it completely.

If they dared to provoke him, they should prepare for destruction!

The Blood Slaughter Alliance would never have imagined that by accepting an inconspicuous assassination mission, they would bring about their own doom.

Not long after, Hua Qiang would single-handedly annihilate them all the way to their headquarters.

If they had known that this mission would bring them such immense disaster, they would never have accepted it. Instead, they would have captured the person who posted the bounty and chopped them to death with a thousand blades, even desecrating their corpse!

Hua Qiang was self-pitying, feeling very slow and dissatisfied with his realm's improvement.

If other cultivators knew his thoughts, they would definitely fight him to the death.

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

What the hell, where is your face?

You've only been cultivating for a few days, and you've gone from a useless piece of trash to a mid-level Martial Ancestor.

They, on the other hand, might not even reach this realm in their entire lives.

Many people were stuck at the Martial Master realm their whole lives, and Grand Martial Master was just a distant hope.

Even many were stuck at peak Martial Artist, unable to break through to Martial Master. And you're still not satisfied?

They just wanted to ask one question: What kind of person are you?!

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

He insisted on accompanying them because he worried his parents would be too soft-hearted and, upon being pressured with emotional appeals by their colleagues, would end up staying at their jobs.

He had already entered the path of martial arts, and his publicly declared cultivation level was that of a Martial Master.

Those astute individuals surely knew about his progress already, otherwise, they wouldn't have offered his parents promotions and raises.

Ye Bingxue had wanted to come along, but Hua Qiang refused, sending her back to school instead.

Why should a young lady get involved in such mundane affairs?

Her current mission was to cultivate, improve her strength, and become powerful, thereby increasing her chances of survival in future confrontations with exotic beasts.

After all, beast tides occurred every year, and incidents of exotic beasts attacking cities were common.

Those who had become Martial Artists like them would undoubtedly be conscripted into the units fighting against exotic beasts.

That was when he worried about Ye Bingxue the most.

He was immensely powerful now, and exotic beasts no longer posed a significant threat to him because he had trump cards!

But Ye Bingxue didn't!

What's more, in that chaos, if he happened to be careless and failed to protect her, leading to her injury.

Or if a more severe consequence occurred, his parents would be heartbroken, and he would be consumed by guilt!

The scenario Hua Qiang had envisioned unfolded as expected. If he hadn't stood by them, Ye Wendao and Liu Li would definitely not have been able to resign.

After escorting them through the resignation process, he then took them to Zhenxing Martial Arts School to meet Mei Zhenxing. Once everything was arranged, he drove towards the Martial Arts Association's office building.

He needed to get re-certified, updating his Martial Artist information and welfare benefits.

Most importantly, he intended to get some bodyguards from the Martial Arts Association to protect his parents, and he wanted the association to cover their salaries.

This was the confidence of the strong!

This was the privilege of the strong!

As Hua Qiang entered the certification room, the president, Mo Wuqiong, was alerted and came rushing down from his eighth-floor office.

He found the elevator too slow!

Present at the scene were Mo Wuqiong, Zhang Xiaofeng, Mei Ting, and even several unfamiliar faces, all management personnel of the Martial Arts Association.

Each of them held their breath, watching Hua Qiang.

Hua Qiang adjusted himself and then calmly placed his hands on the Blood Qi testing area.

Beep, beep, beep...

A piercing mechanical roar erupted, and a string of data flickered rapidly on the screen. Finally, the numbers settled at 4474.6.

Thump, thump...

A series of heavy thuds echoed as objects hit the ground.

Hua Qiang turned his head and saw that, damn it, everyone had collapsed onto the floor.

Their faces were contorted with shock, their eyes wide with astonishment, looking at him as if he were some prehistoric monster.

4474.6. That level had already reached that of a mid-stage Martial Ancestor.

In other words, this 18-year-old youth before them was already a Martial Ancestor, and a mid-stage one at that.

No one present had a higher cultivation level than him, and the entire Martial Arts Association of Modu Base couldn't find anyone who could contend with him.

Even the president, Mo Wuqiong, who had the highest cultivation level, was only a low-stage Martial Ancestor!

The next moment, their eyes burned with eagerness. They wanted to know just how powerful Hua Qiang was!

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