Progress

A little after ten on the night of September 1, the Training Camp students who had gone out to hunt monsters that day began returning one after another. The Training Camp's vehicles pulled up outside the main gate, and the students, still streaked with blood, filed inside.

Extreme Martial Arts Hall staff aboard the vehicles bought the materials from them, depositing the money into Chen Daolin's account. Chen Daolin's contribution points increased as well, and he also earned Battle Achievement Points from the Training Camp.

"Blood-Eyed Goat, price: 5.6 million, contribution points: 228, Battle Achievement Points: 1."

"Iron-Toothed Tiger, price: 7.7 million, contribution points: 258, Battle Achievement Points: 1."

"Mountain-Bearing Deer, price: 5.22 million, contribution points: 211, Battle Achievement Points: 1."

Chen Daolin had spent the whole day hunting monsters with all his might. Of course, he didn't dare provoke Intermediate Beast General Level monsters. Instead, he sought out the weaker, easier-to-hunt Elementary Beast General Level monsters, honing his spear technique and Movement Technique in battle.

"I killed five today. Not bad luck at all." Chen Daolin was exhausted, but in good spirits.

Materials from Elementary Beast General Level monsters usually sold for several million to ten million. Materials from Intermediate Beast General Level monsters ranged from ten million to several tens of millions. Prices varied greatly depending on the monster's species and level, as well as the condition of its materials.

If sold to an HR Alliance mall, materials from Advanced Beast General Level monsters generally went for between 50 million and 500 million. Even a weaker Elementary Lord Level monster could fetch five to ten billion Huaxia Currency.

Monster materials sold for less at Extreme Martial Arts Hall, but it awarded plenty of contribution points. One-third of a monster's price was converted into contribution points.

The five Elementary Beast General Level monsters had earned Chen Daolin a total of over twenty million. And that was just one day's hunting.

Of course, the main reason was that Chen Daolin had been lucky today. City 1001 was a hunting ground specially set aside for Training Camp students, and Beast General Level monsters were fairly common there. He didn't have to spend too much time or effort searching for prey.

Warrior Level squads that roamed the Wilderness Area outside the city sometimes couldn't find suitable prey even after a whole week. Their combined strength wasn't necessarily any less than Chen Daolin's.

Of course, Chen Daolin wasn't weak either. He always felt that he was weak because he was comparing himself to the monstrous geniuses at the Elite Training Camp. In truth, he was a monster himself.

Otherwise, how many people could kill an Elementary Beast General Level monster with only Advanced Warrior Level physical strength?

Chen Daolin walked through the Training Camp's main gate and glanced at the enormous black dragon sculpture. He had earned five Battle Achievement Points today, bringing his ranking up to 87th. Ninety-one students had gone out to hunt monsters today, which meant that he'd actually been more efficient than four of them. Of course, that didn't mean he was stronger than those four—just that he'd been lucky enough to encounter monsters that were easier to hunt.

The rankings were calculated by multiplying Combat Power Amplitude by Battle Achievement Points. Chen Daolin's fist-force output level was 1.0, and his Trial Tower level was 1.0, so his Combat Power Amplitude was also 1.0. That left him with only five points. If he didn't raise his Combat Power Amplitude, his ranking would keep dropping.

Any student with a slightly higher Combat Power Amplitude would eventually leave him far behind.

"Tomorrow, the even-numbered students will go out to hunt monsters. I'll stay in the Training Camp and train hard. After so many battles, I've had a few insights." Chen Daolin thought to himself.

When he returned to the courtyard at Jiangnan Pavilion, Shi Jiang and Zhao Ruo were both out, probably at the Nine-Layered Tower. Ji Xuan was likely in the attic, but it was so late that Chen Daolin didn't want to disturb her. He returned to his own attic, showered, ate, practiced for a while, and then went to bed.

In September, Chen Daolin settled into a routine: hunting monsters on odd-numbered days and training at the Training Camp on even-numbered days. During the day, he attended lessons taught by the War God instructors and received guidance from his teacher, Situ Bolei. Many things he hadn't understood before suddenly clicked into place, and his understanding of spear technique and Movement Technique deepened.

The Gravity Room, the blade-training room, and the underground chamber at Jiangnan Pavilion all bore the marks of Chen Daolin's hard work.

He trained diligently and tirelessly, utterly absorbed in his practice.

He constantly improved his spear technique and Movement Technique.

His strength grew every day.

In a training chamber on the seventh floor of the Nine-Layered Tower, Chen Daolin stood barefoot on the silver metal floor, dressed in a loose white training suit. He held an antique-bronze spear, swinging and thrusting it again and again. Blossoms of spear light unfurled, dazzlingly bright; the scene was a beautiful picture, and the hiss of the spear cutting through the air echoed through the chamber.

Whoosh. Chen Daolin suddenly stopped and lowered his spear. He closed his eyes and furrowed his brow, replaying every detail of his practice in his mind.

"No, that's not right. It doesn't feel like this."

Over the past half-month of training and fighting monsters, Chen Daolin's understanding of spear technique and Movement Technique had advanced by leaps and bounds. Through a hazy intuition, he had begun to glimpse the path to the first level of the World Destroyer spear technique.

He sensed that if he could find that path and follow it, he would surely master the first level of World Destroyer.

Chen Daolin had also made rapid progress in his Movement Technique. Its foundations were now very solid, and he had become far more proficient than before. But he was still a long way from the Micro-level, where he could control his strength and body with extreme precision, making the most exquisite evasions at the lowest possible cost.

Even his movement and dodging during battles with monsters still had plenty of flaws.

For that reason, whenever Chen Daolin went out to hunt monsters, he deliberately fought groups of them using only his base strength, without activating King Kai Fist. He used the monsters' attacks to constantly hone his Movement Technique.

However, even many veteran Warlord Level warriors hadn't mastered the Micro-level Movement Technique. It wasn't something one could learn easily.

"Chen."

"Chen."

"Chen, long time no see. Let's grab a drink sometime."

As Chen Daolin left the chamber, some of the students he knew greeted him as they passed.

There were Black students and white students, but most were from Huaxia.

During his time at the Training Camp, Chen Daolin had met many young geniuses from all over the world. They made friends and formed groups with one another. Joining the Elite Training Camp wasn't just a path to becoming a God of War; it also helped them expand their networks.

Many people outside couldn't even dream of meeting a God of War.

But Chen Daolin could see a whole crowd of them here whenever he wanted.

For example, his senior, Shi Jiang, who lived in the same courtyard, was a powerhouse whose strength consistently placed him among the top ten on the Black Dragon Ranking. He was stronger than an ordinary Beginner War God.

Chu Qiang, who got along well with him, had ranked second on the Black Dragon Ranking in August. After graduation, he was destined to become a high-ranking official in an operations division of the Huaxia Military.

And his teacher, Situ Bolei, went without saying: a High-level War God, famous throughout the War God community, with countless War God friends.

This, too, was a kind of power—a resource—though it was invisible.

This was networking. This was connections.

In a way, Chen Daolin was already a big shot in many people's eyes.

A little after ten that night, Chen Daolin returned to Jiangnan Pavilion and happened to see Ji Xuan coming back from outside, looking travel-worn.

Ji Xuan had also taken a War God Level blade expert from the Training Camp, Jiang Fang, as her teacher. She went out to hunt monsters on even-numbered days and trained at the Training Camp on odd-numbered days, so her schedule was the opposite of Chen Daolin's.

But Chen Daolin knew that Ji Xuan was a Spirit Reader. Spirit Readers could control hidden weapons to slaughter monsters, making them far more efficient than warriors. That was why Ji Xuan's ranking had already surpassed Chen Daolin's.

Chen Daolin had also wanted to compete with Ji Xuan, since they had entered the Elite Training Camp at the same time.

However, as a Spirit Reader with a far higher Combat Power Amplitude than Chen Daolin's, Ji Xuan stood out much more than he did.