Trial Tower Levels

"Wait, you, Chen."

Chen Daolin and Zhao Ruo had barely taken a few steps when they heard a voice behind them.

The tall, slender young white man beside William looked at Chen Daolin with an arrogant expression.

"I don't know what your relationship with Ji Xuan is, but I don't want to see you around her again. Remember my name: Candice Polenas."

Chen Daolin froze. Candice Polenas... Could he be from the Polenas Family, one of the nine core families of the HR Alliance?

At that moment, Zhao Ruo moved closer to Chen Daolin, her expression grave. Lowering her voice, she said, "Be careful, Junior Brother Chen. Candice Polenas entered the Training Camp two years ago. He's now in the top fifty of the Black Dragon Ranking, and he's incredibly strong. Rumor has it he's also the first heir to the Polenas Family. Even in the Training Camp, there aren't many people who dare provoke him."

Chen Daolin remained calm. After meeting Candice Polenas's gaze for a moment, he turned away.

"Senior Sister, let's go."

Candice Polenas and William watched the two of them leave. William glanced at his friend. "Candice."

Candice Polenas sneered. "Ji Xuan is the woman I want. If he doesn't know what's good for him, I'll make him regret crossing me."

There weren't many female students in the Elite Training Camp to begin with. Someone like Ji Xuan—young, beautiful, talented, and a Spirit Reader—was rarer still. Besides, if he had a God of War for a wife in the future, his standing in the family would be even more secure. Candice couldn't let anyone ruin that.

"Chen Daolin, I hope you know what's good for you. Otherwise..."

As Chen Daolin walked with Zhao Ruo, she said indignantly, "Junior Brother Chen, those people went too far. How dare they threaten you like that..."

Chen Daolin replied calmly, "Senior Sister Zhao, it's fine. I won't let it bother me."

Only strength mattered. Everything else was unimportant.

If he had the same strength as Hong or Thunder God, let alone a mere Candice Polenas, even the Polenas Family behind him and the entire HR Alliance would have to bow their heads.

He didn't need to be a peerless powerhouse like Hong. If he had the strength of a God of War right now, Candice Polenas wouldn't dare act so arrogantly in front of him.

That was why Chen Daolin didn't care about any of it. Instead, he worked even harder to grow stronger.

After parting ways with Senior Sister Zhao, Chen Daolin entered the Ancient Civilization Gravity Training Room and turned on the gravity device. He slowly increased the pressure: five times, six times, seven times... The power of the King Kai Fist within him also continued to increase: twofold, threefold...

He thrust the spear in his hands again and again, his arms trembling. The muscles in his arms bunched up, veins bulging, as sweat beaded on his skin and streamed down, soaking the black floor made of some unknown alien material.

Chen Daolin panted incessantly, but his eyes seemed to burn. He could feel his physical abilities constantly improving, drawing closer to a certain bottleneck.

Crack.

A breaking sound that only Chen Daolin could hear echoed in his ears. His whole body shuddered, and he could clearly feel a new strength surging into him.

The pressure bearing down on him suddenly felt much lighter.

King Kai Fist, fourfold!

September 28 was the last day of the month for tallying points on the Black Dragon Ranking. A little after ten that night, nearly all the Training Camp students who had gone out to hunt monsters had returned. Most of them were now sitting around the Black Dragon Sculpture by the main entrance, chatting idly.

At 10:20, Chen Daolin entered the Trial Room. It was already empty. He lay down on the sofa and put on the deep-blue helmet. The next moment, his consciousness entered the Virtual Space.

Chen Daolin's figure appeared on an endless silver plain.

He looked at the seven-story tower hundreds of meters away, its summit soaring into the clouds and its imposing exterior carved with countless monsters. He took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, and said, "I want to test my punch strength."

As soon as he spoke—

Whoosh. A black Punch Strength Testing Machine appeared in front of Chen Daolin. He'd already learned from other students that he could test his punch strength anywhere in the Virtual Space.

Chen Daolin walked up to the machine, his gaze growing serious. I hope it works the way I think it does...

His joints creaked as he placed both hands at his waist and settled into a stance, every muscle in his body trembling.

"Ah..."

A roar rang across the silver world. Chen Daolin's fist shot out like lightning, instantly breaking the sound barrier. It carried terrifying force as it slammed into the black punching pad. The pad was knocked backward by the impact, then snapped forward and swung violently. At the same time, an astonishing number appeared on the screen—

"kg!"

"Punch Strength Exertion Level: 4.0!"

Chen Daolin slowly lowered his arm, which was still trembling slightly.

In the Virtual Space, everyone had the same physical abilities: a punch strength of 10,000 kilograms, a speed of 150 m/s, and neural response at the excellent level of an Elementary Warlord Level.

But Chen Daolin had just unleashed four times that strength!

"Ha, hahaha..." Chen Daolin began to laugh. He knew his hopes hadn't been in vain. He could still use the King Kai Fist in the Virtual Space.

Chen Daolin headed toward the Trial Tower. This time, he was going to give it everything he had!

Once again, the vast grassland rang with a cold, electronically synthesized voice.

"Chen Daolin, your A-level test is to kill fifty Elementary Beast General Level Mang Bulls surrounding you within fifteen minutes! If you die at any point, you fail! If you haven't killed all fifty Mang Bulls after fifteen minutes, you fail as well!"

Chen Daolin stood proudly on the emerald-green grassland in a gray combat suit, shield in his left hand and spear in his right. His heart brimmed with fighting spirit.

After a month of training, he'd undergone a complete transformation. He was no longer the same as before. He'd mastered Micro-level Movement Technique, his spear technique had improved tremendously, and he had the fourfold power boost of the King Kai Fist, along with the combat instincts he'd honed fighting monsters over the past month.

Chen Daolin was eager to find out how far he could get.

A herd of powerful, nearly three-meter-tall bovine monsters appeared in the grass a hundred meters ahead. They had long coats, a pair of curved, razor-sharp horns, and bloodshot eyes. They were famous among bovine monsters for their tight-knit herds—the Mang Bulls!

All fifty Elementary Beast General Level Mang Bulls snorted white vapor and bellowed as they charged at Chen Daolin with a thunderous rumble. The entire grassland seemed to shake beneath their hooves, the sound deafening. Chen Daolin looked tiny in comparison.

"Come on!"

Chen Daolin raised his spear and pointed it straight ahead. A fierce gust swept past, blowing his black bangs back.

For Mang Bulls moving at 150 meters per second, the hundred-meter distance vanished in the blink of an eye. Several powerful bulls lowered their heads and thrust their curved, razor-sharp horns at Chen Daolin all at once.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two sides clashed in an instant!

Without hesitation, Chen Daolin activated the threefold King Kai Fist!

Strength increased threefold!

Just as several Mang Bulls reached him, he had already retreated, leaving behind an afterimage. The spear in his hand seemed to vanish—not vanish, exactly, but move so fast it surpassed the limits of an ordinary person's vision.

Pfft, pfft, pfft.

In an instant, blood gushed from the necks of the three Mang Bulls closest to Chen Daolin.

Chen Daolin's eyes blazed with fighting spirit. With a long roar, he charged into the herd!