Advanced Warlord Rank

Chen Hao returned to his room, turned on the computer, and after browsing the student manual in the emails, shook his head. This stuff was fine to look at, but of little use to him.

The most important thing was to go take a look at the training camp tomorrow to see if he could copy any advanced skills.

However, he did not hold much expectation for the various students. After all, they were not old, mostly under thirty, so their skills certainly could not be that high.

Still, wool should be sheared where it grew, and a trip there later would reveal all. The quiet environment allowed him to sleep very comfortably that night, and early the next morning, Chen Hao got up, washed up, and casually ate some breakfast.

Arriving in the courtyard, he saw Shi Jiang and Zhao Ror already starting to work out, and slightly nodded toward the two of them in greeting. "Good morning, Senior Brother and Senior Sister!"

"Good morning, Chen Hao! Tonight, our students from China will hold a banquet to welcome your arrival. Don't be late at eight o'clock tonight. After all, you're the star of the banquet." Zhao Ror told Chen Hao some news.

"You can go take a look. After all, they are all geniuses from my China, and getting to know them won't hurt. Every time a new Chinese student arrives, one is held, so you can go check it out," Shi Jiang likewise offered his own advice.

"Okay, I know. Eight o'clock tonight, I will definitely arrive on time." Chen Hao naturally agreed readily. Was he the kind of person not to shear a fat sheep delivered right to his doorstep?

Then he cast an identify skill toward Zhao Ror and Shi Jiang, finding that Shi Jiang's movement technique and saber technique were both at the perfection level, though the one he practiced was not the Nine Heavens Thunder Blade.

This left Chen Hao somewhat disappointed, and Zhao Ror was much the same, merely at the micro and mastery levels. Even so, he did not disdain them and directly copied both of their skills over.

Perfection-level saber technique and movement technique were both relatively rare.

After taking a turn around the training camp, his heart held some disappointment. Now it was mid-May, and many students were not in the training camp, but rather out hunting monsters to earn merit points.

Therefore, those in the training camp were quite average in strength, even Shi Jiang having just returned from the outside not long ago.

The others naturally were like Zhao Ror, ranked past 100, able only to bitterly train and improve themselves within the training camp.

Shaking his head, it seemed that shearing wool from the students would have to wait for the final days at the end of the month.

The urgent priority for him was still to make contact with the teachers in the training camp as the right path.

Presumably, the basic movement technique and saber technique of every teacher were at the perfection level. Some might even practice force-exertion skills.

Jiang Fang, the female teacher in the original training camp, was a God of War who had comprehended an artistic conception.

After copying her skills, he wondered if it would allow him to likewise comprehend an artistic conception.

He hadn't copied any before, so the outcome was anyone's guess. Failing to shear any wool left him somewhat out of sorts.

Thus, he came to his private underground training room, directly took out Yang Hui's level-four skill card for the Nine Heavens Thunder Blade, and chose to use it.

At the same time, a six-hundred-year-old He Shou Wu appeared in his hand, which he consumed, and then he began frantic cultivation.

Four hours later, he stopped from his frenzied practice, let out a long breath, and finally mastered the fourth level of the Nine Heavens Thunder Blade. Having just purchased the fourth level, using it posed no problem.

He gave himself an identify check:

Chen Hao

Earthling

19 years old

Talent: Mental Power

Realm: Body Apprentice Level 6, Spiritual Thought Master Apprentice Level 8

Skills: Basic Saber Technique Perfection, Basic Movement Technique Perfection, Nine Heavens Thunder Blade Level 4.

Around 7:30 PM, Chen Hao left Jiangnan Pavilion together with Shi Jiang and Zhao Ror to attend the gathering of the Chinese faction's students within the training camp.

A little after 8:00 PM, on the second floor of the Elite Training Camp's No. 1 restaurant, 19 students from China had gathered here to welcome the arrival of Chen Hao.

As compatriots of the same country, everyone harbored no other intentions and was extremely enthusiastic toward Chen Hao. Truly, when compatriots meet in a foreign land, tears well up in both eyes.

Meeting a group of people from one's own country in a foreign land was a very reassuring feeling, so they successively added each other's contact information.

In his heart, Chen Hao felt deeply grateful to the initiator of this banquet. After all, this meal cost nearly ten million, which was enough to show the other party's sincerity.

He remembered that Chu Qiang seemed to have joined the military. If there was a possibility in the future, he would help out where he could.

Zhao Ror sat on the sofa and teased with a smile, "I'm so envious of you. As a Spiritual Thought Master, killing monsters is quite rapid. You make money even faster than Gods of War. I suppose you won't be lured away by money from those families. If it's a beauty, though, you'd better be a little careful and not ruin your own foundation." Teasing to the end, her own face flushed somewhat.

Chen Hao's mouth twitched slightly. He was being hit on, wasn't he!

"Chen Hao," a hearty voice came over, and then a tall youth with a resolute face walked over. It was none other than the organizer of tonight's banquet—Chu Qiang.

"Senior Brother Chu Qiang, you guys chat." Seeing Chu Qiang approach, Zhao Ror took her leave very tactfully.

Chen Hao and Chu Qiang sat together on a sofa in the corner. Chu Qiang glanced at the others in the distance and said in a low voice, "Chen Hao, are you willing to join our China Military?"

"Senior Brother Chu Qiang, do you think that if I join the military now, I'm of much use to the military? The strength of an Advanced Warlord Rank really falls a bit short. For me, the most important thing right now is to improve my strength, rather than joining other factions."

Looking at Chu Qiang, whose face revealed disappointment, Chen Hao smiled. "That said, as an orphan, one's feelings for one's country are different. We are the children of the country, and to me, the country is my big family. Don't overthink it." Without hiding his thoughts, he stated directly what was in his mind.

"Since that's the case, I won't urge you anymore. If you want to join a faction in the future, please consider our country first." Chu Qiang was somewhat disappointed at first, but Chen Hao's subsequent words made his eyes light up.

He forcefully suppressed the joy in his heart. Even if it wasn't the military, as long as he joined China, that was enough. His attitude exuded closeness.

After the banquet dispersed, Chen Hao returned to his quarters. Looking at the skills he had just copied, his heart was pleasantly surprised.

Among the nineteen geniuses, the worst skills were at the micro and mastery levels. Chen Hao suddenly gained 15 movement-technique micro skill cards and 4 movement-technique perfection skill cards, 14 saber-technique mastery skill cards, and 5 saber-technique perfection skill cards. What surprised him even more was that there were also 5 skill cards for the first level of the Nine Heavens Thunder Blade.

Tonight's harvest was much greater than the daytime. The strength of the geniuses from his own country was still quite good, much stronger than those foreign fellows.

Actually, there was an idea he had long wanted to try. He selected nine basic saber technique mastery skill cards and nine basic movement technique micro skill cards, and opened the synthesis panel.

With a palpitating heart, he placed them onto the synthesis slots, looked at the vortex icon in the middle, and silently chanted in his heart: Synthesize!

The vortex vanished, and a brand-new golden skill card appeared in the middle position. With a flick of his mind, he retrieved the skill card from the panel.

Looking at the golden card in his hand, the golden skill card was a physical entity, and he felt the information he obtained from it.

Chen Hao could not help but laugh aloud, because the new golden skill card had transformed from basic saber technique mastery into basic saber technique perfection.

Moreover, this card was no longer limited to self-use, but could be used on other people.

Although the improvement was very small, merely raising it by a small grade, for him, it meant he had gained an extra choice.

If he were to build a faction in the future, this kind of card would play the greatest role.

Now what was being fused were basic skills; in the future, who knows, he might be able to fuse other unique arts, or even copy and fuse unique arts that allowed people to comprehend domains.

Thinking of those top-tier skills, Chen Hao seemed to see endless futures and possibilities waiting for him to verify.