At noon on February 28, Su You boarded a passenger aircraft once again and headed for Hongning Base City.
Last night, after Su You had "tormented" her with every trick he could think of, He Yourong had finally agreed to move into the villa at Jinjiang Garden. However, she insisted she was only looking after the place for him and would move out once he returned.
Su You hadn't pressed her. He'd agreed to her face, but he had a premonition that the next time he came back, he would take that final step with her. By then, there'd be no need to worry about this issue.
In high spirits, Su You returned to the Training Camp. After putting his things away, he went to the attic next door, where Zhang Yue lived. He cared quite a bit about this girl he'd set his sights on, and after learning about her background, he felt even more sympathy for her.
But over the past month or so, he'd only been able to keep in touch with Zhang Yue online. Their schedules often didn't match up, either, so he'd found himself missing her.
As for the Wang Family's earlier warning, he didn't care much about it. From the outside, at most, he was simply pursuing Zhang Yue. Unless the head of the Wang Family was a madman, he certainly wouldn't casually make an enemy of a genius who could enter the Elite Training Camp.
Starting the next day, Su You threw himself back into training. On odd-numbered days, he alternated between the Sword Technique Training Room and the Imitation Gravity Room; on even-numbered days, he hunted monsters in City 1002.
Last December, before his sword technique, footwork, and force exertion had broken through, Su You had already ranked sixth in the Training Camp.
Over the two months of vacation, his physical fitness had improved further. His punching power had reached over 13,400 kilograms, and his speed had reached the standard for an intermediate-level general.
Now, he had naturally secured his position above Zhang Yue and taken first place in the Basic Training Camp.
But Zhang Yue hadn't lost her fighting spirit. On the contrary, she trained even harder and had even warned Su You not to go easy on her.
On the morning of March 19, Su You and Zhang Yue walked together toward the large training hall on the second floor of the Small Nine-Story Tower. A high-level War God Rank instructor was giving a lesson there that day, and since it would focus on footwork, Su You had made a special trip to attend.
His footwork had reached the Perfect Level more than two months ago. Su You knew the next stage was the Artistic Conception Level, but he had little idea how to break through to it.
The two soon arrived at the large training hall. Many meditation cushions had been laid out on the floor, and quite a few students were already seated, chatting and exchanging ideas.
Each cushion had a number. The lower the number, the closer it was to the front. Everyone could only sit on the cushion corresponding to their ranking the previous month.
Su You and Zhang Yue went straight to the first row and sat down, settling in to wait for the instructor.
Compared with the Elite Training Camp, the Basic Training Camp had several hundred more students, but even fewer War God Rank instructors. It was naturally impossible for each instructor to take only a few disciples, as they did in the Elite Training Camp, so lessons in the Basic Training Camp were usually held for large groups.
Before long, the instructor arrived at the front of the hall, and all the students immediately fell silent.
The instructor was Gongye Yang, a high-level War God Rank expert. It was said that his footwork had reached the Artistic Conception Level.
Classes at the Training Camp were very different from university lectures in Su You's previous life. War God Rank instructors didn't follow a set lesson plan. Instead, they taught by answering the students' questions.
After several students ranked ahead of him had asked their questions, Su You stood and asked, "Instructor, once your footwork reaches the Perfect Level, how do you break through to the Artistic Conception Level?"
"Perfect Level?" The students in the hall all turned to look at Su You in surprise. Many of the younger students in the Basic Training Camp hadn't even reached the Micro-level in their footwork. Anyone who had reached the Micro-level could rank among the top hundred in the Training Camp.
Gongye Yang's eyes lit up. He smiled and asked, "Your footwork has already reached the Perfect Level?"
"Yes." Su You nodded.
"Very good. Stay behind after class," Gongye Yang instructed, then continued, "The Perfect Level is already difficult to explain in words. The Artistic Conception Level is even more impossible to convey. You can only comprehend it for yourself. I can offer you some inspiration, but you'll have to practice more, observe more, and think more."
"Yes." Su You nodded, sat cross-legged, and began to ponder with a furrowed brow.
One student after another asked about the difficulties they'd encountered while training their footwork. Most of their questions concerned the Micro-level, which did little to interest Su You.
The class lasted two hours. By the end, the instructor had addressed the difficulties troubling almost everyone in attendance, and the lesson had been recorded so that all students could watch it whenever they wanted.
When class ended, the students left in groups of three or five. Su You went over to Instructor Gongye Yang.
"You're not even eighteen, yet you've taken first place in the Basic Training Camp. Very impressive." Gongye Yang nodded and smiled. "Spar with me. Let me see your footwork."
"Yes, Instructor." Su You was a little puzzled, but he didn't hesitate. He stepped forward and thrust out his right fist like a sword.
Gongye Yang casually parried it, then darted forward like a ghost, following up with a sweeping strike.
Su You instantly retreated, dodging Gongye Yang's attack. But before he could counter, Gongye Yang's next attack was already on him.
Su You shifted and weaved, dodging Gongye Yang's attacks again and again. Gongye Yang, meanwhile, remained relaxed and composed, each move keeping Su You completely on the defensive and leaving him no chance to strike back.
After a short while, Gongye Yang stopped and smiled. "Your Perfect Level footwork is already very polished. You must have reached it some time ago, right?"
"I broke through more than two months ago," Su You replied with a nod.
Gongye Yang finally understood. "No wonder nobody reported it to the higher-ups. You broke through during the vacation."
"Reported it to the higher-ups?" Su You asked, puzzled.
Gongye Yang laughed. "Someone who can comprehend Perfect Level footwork would be considered outstanding even in the Elite Training Camp. And you're not even eighteen. The Martial Arts Hall should recruit you ahead of schedule."
"Recruit me ahead of schedule?"
Gongye Yang smiled and explained, "That's right, an early recruitment. Although you joined our Extreme Martial Arts Hall before, you were only a regular martial artist. You were still free to accept invitations from other organizations.
"Special recruitment is an official offer. You'd become a Core Member of our Extreme Martial Arts Hall, and later, depending on your strength, you could take on various positions within the Hall."
Su You nodded to show he understood, and Gongye Yang continued, "Once word gets out today that your footwork has reached the Perfect Level, countries and organizations everywhere will soon send people to recruit you. They'll offer very attractive terms.
"But don't rush into a decision. Wait a day or two, until you know what everyone is offering, before you decide.
"Of course, I recommend joining our Extreme Martial Arts Hall. You should know that the Hall Master controls most of the world's treasures that money can't buy, and many of them aren't for sale to the public."
"Thank you for the reminder, Instructor Gongye." Su You smiled. With the memories of his previous life, he had never considered joining another faction.
Gongye Yang patted Su You on the shoulder. "Don't worry. Within the next day or two, one of the higher-ups should summon you."
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