Situ Bolei

In the evening, on the second floor of the No. 1 canteen at the Elite Training Camp, over twenty students from Huaxia gathered to hold a welcome banquet for the two newcomers, Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan, who were also from Huaxia.

During the banquet, Chen Daolin learned that the senior who had footed the bill for the dinner—costing over ten million—was Chu Qiang, who ranked second on the Black Dragon Ranking. It was said that this senior, whose strength firmly placed him in the top five of the rankings, had already been recruited by the Huaxia military and would be appointed as the head of a certain military operations department the moment he graduated from the Elite Training Camp.

In fact, there were three types of people in the training camp who were very wealthy: those who were powerful and had joined the military, those who had joined a core family of the HR Alliance, or simply, those who were Spirit Readers.

Later in the banquet, Chu Qiang approached Chen Daolin to speak with him, attempting to recruit him on behalf of the military, but Chen Daolin politely declined.

Watching Chu Qiang's departing figure, Chen Daolin shook his head to himself. The conditions Chu Qiang had proposed were indeed tempting, with an annual operating budget of 5 billion alone, but if he had truly wanted to join the military, he would have done so long ago instead of waiting until now.

Chen Daolin had already realized that strength was the foundation; as long as he had strength, he would have everything he wanted in the future. It was too early to commit to any side right now.

Afterward, Chu Qiang also approached Ji Xuan, but her response was similar to Chen Daolin's: she wanted to focus on her cultivation and had no plans to join any organization in the short term.

Besides the Huaxia military, there were invitations from other factions, such as core families of the HR Alliance and various mercenary organizations, but Chen Daolin rejected them all one by one.

On the morning of August 30th, many students in the training camp were out jogging or walking. Chen Daolin was no exception, chatting with Ji Xuan about recent topics as they ran.

"Chen Daolin, Ji Xuan!" A warm voice called out from behind, causing the two to pause and look back. They saw a white youth with slightly curly, short blonde hair walking over quickly, saying enthusiastically, "Chen Daolin, Ji Xuan, hello! My name is William Edison, from the European Union."

"Hello." Although Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan felt a bit suspicious, they still replied politely.

"You two, I would like to spar with you in the Challenge Space. What do you think?" the blonde youth, William, asked with a smile.

Chen Daolin's mind immediately recalled the contents of the 'Student Handbook' he had read. The Challenge Room was a product of ancient civilization ruins. After entering the challenge room, two people would put on a Consciousness Sensor and enter a 'Virtual Space' to engage in a life-or-death battle! However, it was important to know that such battles usually involved a wager!

The blonde youth quickly added, "We don't have to bet big, how about one billion Huaxia coins?" He looked at Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan with anticipation.

Chen Daolin said decisively, "Sorry, we have no money and no time." He pulled Ji Xuan away, ignoring the blonde youth William no matter how much he shouted from behind.

The blonde youth stomped his foot on the ground in frustration, "Damn it, cowards!"

"That guy was clearly up to no good, trying to scam us for money." After walking a distance, Chen Daolin let go of Ji Xuan's hand and said indignantly.

In reality, he didn't have much money himself; he probably only had a few tens of millions in his account, making him likely the poorest student in the entire training camp. Thinking of this, Chen Daolin felt a sense of envy and jealousy toward the wealthy students. Recalling that Chu Qiang had spent over ten million on a single dinner last night, a bold idea couldn't help but emerge in Chen Daolin's mind: should he learn from William and try to scam some challenge fees? Ten or twenty billion wouldn't be too little, and a hundred billion wouldn't be too much.

Of course, he wasn't strong enough yet. Once he became powerful in the future, perhaps he could extort those students from other countries he didn't like.

At noon, with the sun shining brightly and a gentle breeze blowing, in the courtyard of the Jiangnan Pavilion.

Chen Daolin met his direct instructor, Situ Bolei. He was a tall, middle-aged man wearing a Zhongshan suit, his temples slightly gray, his posture as straight as a spear thrusting toward the sky.

"Teacher." Chen Daolin bowed slightly.

"Chen Daolin, I will be your direct instructor for the next five years." Situ Bolei said with a faint smile, "I have had many disciples, but they have all successfully graduated. I hope you, too, can achieve something in the training camp."

"This disciple will definitely work hard," Chen Daolin said solemnly.

Situ Bolei nodded and said nothing more, telling Chen Daolin to take his spear and follow him out.

Finally, the two stopped in an open space within the training camp, surrounded by lush trees.

"Demonstrate your spear technique for me to see," Situ Bolei said with his hands behind his back.

"Yes."

Chen Daolin felt a bit nervous, as if he were being called upon by a teacher for the first time as a child, his palms sweating slightly.

"Ha!" With a sharp exhale, Chen Daolin thrust his spear forward.

Situ Bolei watched Chen Daolin demonstrate his spear technique, his brows furrowing tighter and tighter until he finally shouted, "Stop."

"Your spear technique is so sloppy; how did you even get into the training camp?" Situ Bolei criticized him without reservation.

Chen Daolin felt somewhat ashamed, "This disciple got in based on physical fitness."

"That explains it." Situ Bolei nodded, "But that is normal. You are still young; it would be strange if your spear technique level were high. Those who have achieved something in spear techniques have all practiced diligently for ten or twenty years. Of course, here in our training camp, there are countless brilliant teachers and all kinds of resources and training methods, which are much faster than the outside world. Your foundation is decent, and I will continue to teach you. You can ask me anything you don't understand. Work hard and strive to reach a deeper level of spear technique soon."

"Yes, Teacher," Chen Daolin said firmly.

Situ Bolei glanced at Chen Daolin, "The Black Dragon Ranking is indeed important, but your biggest problem right now is that your spear technique training is insufficient. You should devote more energy to your spear technique. As long as your strength improves, your ranking will naturally rise."

Chen Daolin humbly accepted the advice.

After giving his warnings, Situ Bolei brought Chen Daolin to the ninth floor of the Nine-Layered Tower. The ninth floor contained three rooms: the Trial Room, the Challenge Room, and the Ancient Civilization Gravity Room. The seventh and eighth floors also had many training rooms, such as simulated gravity rooms, but according to Situ Bolei, the simulated gravity rooms were far inferior to the Ancient Civilization Gravity Room. The former only went up to three times gravity, while the latter could reach up to 1,000 times gravity. The higher the gravity, the higher the limit a martial artist could withstand, and the better the training effect.

Inside the Ancient Civilization Gravity Room, Situ Bolei said, "Your physical fitness is at the Primary Warlord Level, so the limit of gravity you can withstand should be 9 times."

"Eh..." Chen Daolin's eyes widened.

"What?" Situ Bolei asked, turning his head in confusion.

"No, nothing." Chen Daolin swallowed his words and silently activated the three-fold King Kai Fist. His physical fitness improved instantly, his muscles creaking. Situ Bolei noticed the change in his body and smiled faintly to himself, Young people, they just can't keep their cool.

An invisible force enveloped Chen Daolin. He instantly felt his body sink heavily, his mind went blank for a moment, and breathing became difficult. But under these conditions, the King Kai Fist within him seemed to be stimulated and began to operate at full capacity, affecting the genetic cells deep within his body. His potential was being squeezed out bit by bit and transformed into Chen Daolin's strength. Chen Daolin immediately realized this and was pleasantly surprised; he hadn't expected that he could use the gravity room in conjunction with the King Kai Fist to train like this.

Martial artists absorb cosmic energy to transform it into Genetic Origin Energy, then let the body absorb that energy to improve genes and strengthen the body. Only when the body, down to the very cells, participates in exercise and causes the cells to consume a large amount of energy, putting them in a 'starving' state, will the cells absorb more Genetic Origin Energy.

Whether it is the King Kai Fist or the Nine-Layered Thunder Blade, both have such training principles that can affect the deep levels of the body, increase cell absorption capacity, and improve one's cultivation speed.

If an ordinary person absorbs 1 unit of energy, and a top-tier Guidance Technique makes it 5, then in a gravity room state, it might be 25. If the King Kai Fist is added, it might become 50 or 80.

The training effect is incredibly powerful.

Training for one day under the extreme effects of the Ancient Civilization Gravity Room is worth two or three months for others.

If I use the gravity room in the King Kai Fist state, plus a Guidance Technique, my cultivation speed would be too exaggerated, Chen Daolin thought, feeling excited.

What is he lacking right now? Isn't it just time? If he can increase his cultivation speed so that one hour is worth a day for others, then he can leave everyone else far behind.

"No wonder those students care so much about points. If I could keep training here, one year would be equivalent to ten or twenty years for others; becoming a God of War would be a breeze." At this moment, Chen Daolin developed an endless ambition for points.

"Right. Chen Daolin, you are new to the training camp, ranked 183rd, which is an odd number. According to the rules, for the first 28 days of September—that is, on odd-numbered days—you will follow the other students to the Wilderness Area to hunt monsters and earn Battle Achievement Points. On even-numbered days, you will stay in the training camp to study and train properly. I will guide you then," Situ Bolei said.

"Yes, teacher."

Returning from the Ancient Civilization Gravity Room, Chen Daolin sat in his study, sipping tea while looking at his laptop.

"Ranked 1st: In September, you may use the Ancient Civilization Gravity Room for 90 hours and the Trial Room for 90 hours."

"Ranked 101st to the end: You may use the Ancient Civilization Gravity Room for 1 hour and the Trial Room for 1 hour."

Chen Daolin looked at the last line of numbers and felt extremely depressed. Since he was a new arrival ranked 183rd, he could only use the Ancient Civilization Gravity Room for one hour and the Trial Room for one hour for the entire month of September?

"It's a pity that I only have one hour of training time per month now." Chen Daolin shook his head helplessly. If the Gravity Room was for "physical" training, then the Trial Room was for "mental" training; both were incredibly precious regardless of which one it was.