The Assessment Ends

"Yang Wu, did the supervisor just say you're no weaker than me?"

As they walked, Uncle Wu asked Yang Wu, both curious and surprised.

"Coach, my physical fitness has only reached the Elementary War General level. I'm definitely not as strong as you!" Yang Wu said modestly.

"Well, I'll be!"

Uncle Wu had already been prepared for this, but hearing Yang Wu confirm it still left him utterly shocked.

This was the Elementary War General level!

Uncle Wu had risked his life in the Wilderness Area for over a decade to reach his current strength. Yang Wu had just become a Quasi-Martial Artist, and he'd already reached that level?

"Head Coach?" Seeing Uncle Wu lost in thought, Yang Wu called out to remind him.

"Ah! Yang Wu, from now on, just call me Uncle Wu—or Old Wu, if you prefer. Luo Feng calls me Uncle Wu!"

Yang Wu was already no weaker than him, and he wasn't really Yang Wu's teacher, so he couldn't keep asking him to call him Coach.

As they walked, Uncle Wu sighed. "I thought Luo Feng was already a genius, with his Intermediate Warrior Level strength. But I never expected you, Yang Wu..."

"Uncle Wu, I just got lucky!"

A moment later.

"All right, we're here!" Uncle Wu said.

Yang Wu looked ahead and saw that they had arrived in a spacious hall.

"This is where the Extreme Martial Arts Hall recruits martial artists during the practical assessment!" After speaking, Uncle Wu led Yang Wu inside.

Once they entered the hall, a young woman in a white suit, who had been waiting there, walked over with a printed contract.

"Coach Wu, this is the contract the supervisor asked me to print." The young woman handed Uncle Wu the contract and a pen.

Uncle Wu took them and casually passed them to Yang Wu, pointing to two spots. "Yang Wu, sign your name here and here."

Yang Wu took the contract and read it carefully. The terms were clear, and every clause was laid out plainly. There was nothing confusing about it.

After reading it, Yang Wu immediately signed his name.

"Mr. Yang Wu!" After he finished signing, the young woman in the white suit smiled. "Starting today, you can move your family into the Martial Artist Residential Complex. Your start-up funds and the special funds for purchasing manuals will soon be deposited into your martial artist account. Please keep an eye out for them!"

Yang Wu nodded.

After reminding Yang Wu, the young woman left. She still had to get Zhuge Tao to sign the contract.

"Yang Wu, where are you planning to move your family? Why not move to Mingyue Residential Quarter?" Uncle Wu asked after the young woman left.

There were only three War General-level martial artists in the Extreme Martial Arts Hall in Yangzhou City. Now that they finally had another one, Uncle Wu didn't want Yang Wu to leave.

"Sure!" Yang Wu agreed.

He had already planned to move to Mingyue Residential Quarter.

Time passed quickly, and before long, it was early the next morning.

By then, the Quasi-Martial Artists who had taken part in the assessment were filing out of the entrance to Monster Town.

After a whole night of fighting monsters, everyone looked at least a little tired, and their combat uniforms were stained with blood.

Military personnel were already waiting beside the town's exit, counting how many monsters each Quasi-Martial Artist had killed.

"Wang Hao: left ears from three monsters; minor injury to the back."

"Zhou Tao: left ears from four monsters; no injuries."

"Zhao Tianyun: left ears from two monsters; injured left leg."

The Quasi-Martial Artists stood in line, some pleased and some dejected, all silent as they listened to the officer in charge announce their results.

Since Yang Wu had already joined the Extreme Martial Arts Hall, he didn't need to show off. He casually took out the left ears of five monsters and registered them.

Afterward, Yang Wu and Uncle Wu waited by the entrance for Luo Feng.

"Look, Luo Feng, the one recruited early by the Extreme Martial Arts Hall, is coming out!"

"I wonder how many monsters he killed?"

"Being physically strong doesn't mean you're good at killing monsters, too!" Amid several exclamations, Yang Wu turned to look. Luo Feng was walking out of Monster Town in his combat uniform.

"Luo Feng: left ears from 36 monsters. Not bad! So far, you've killed the most monsters among this group of Quasi-Martial Artists, and you weren't injured!"

A moment later, the officer in charge announced Luo Feng's results.

"That's a lot! Amazing."

"No wonder the Extreme Martial Arts Hall recruited him early. He's a genius."

A wave of exclamations rose from the crowd.

"Luo Feng's pretty capable. He's physically strong, and he's good in actual combat, too!" Uncle Wu said admiringly.

If he used his Spiritual Force, he'd probably kill even more than I did! Yang Wu thought to himself.

Luo Feng's physical fitness was currently at the Intermediate Warrior Level. Since Spiritual Masters were two levels above martial artists, his Spiritual Master level had also reached the Elementary War General Level. Spiritual Masters could kill monsters much faster than martial artists, especially when the monsters were only the lowest-level Beast Soldiers.

By then, Luo Feng, who had finished his assessment, had noticed Yang Wu and Uncle Wu.

"Uncle Wu! Brother Yang!" Luo Feng called out from the crowd, then quickly made his way over.

Luo Feng's shout also drew the attention of the other Quasi-Martial Artists to Yang Wu and Uncle Wu.

"Who are those two? They look pretty impressive!"

"I know the older one. He's Uncle Wu, the head coach of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall in Yangzhou City. He's a War General-level martial artist!"

"War General level! I wonder when I'll reach that level."

"Who's the other one?"

"I think his name is Yang Wu. I heard he was also a Quasi-Martial Artist taking part in this assessment."

"Luo Feng!" Yang Wu laughed as he saw him approach. "You've made a bit of a splash this time!"

Luo Feng smiled sheepishly.

Uncle Wu, however, pursed his lips and thought, If this counts as making a splash, then you, Yang Wu, have left Luo Feng in the dust.

When Zhuge Tao had called Uncle Wu over, he'd recognized all the bigwigs in the room. Anyone could tell they'd gathered there because of Yang Wu.

"Brother Yang, how many monsters did you kill? You passed the assessment too, right?"

Luo Feng asked with a smile. He still remembered Yang Wu saying at the start of the assessment that his strength had increased by 8,000 kilograms.

"Not many. I only killed five. I barely passed."

Hearing Yang Wu say that, Uncle Wu was at a loss for words again.

He'd seen Yang Wu throw away the monster ears he'd used for the assessment. Five? It had to be at least five hundred!

Unable to take it any longer, Uncle Wu hurriedly said, "Yang Wu, Luo Feng, go change your clothes. I'll go check on the others from our martial arts hall!"

"Okay!" Yang Wu and Luo Feng quickly replied.