Trial Tower Rank

"Wait, you with the surname Chen."

Chen Daolin and Zhao Ruo had not walked more than a few steps when they heard a voice calling from behind.

The tall, thin white youth standing beside William looked at Chen Daolin with an arrogant expression on his face.

"I don't know what kind of relationship you have with Ji Xuan, but I don't want to see you appearing by her side in the future. Remember my name: I am Candice Polenas."

Chen Daolin was taken aback. Candice Polenas—could he be from the Polenas Family, one of the nine core families of the HR Alliance?

At this moment, Zhao Ruo leaned in close to Chen Daolin with a grave expression and lowered her voice: "Be careful, Junior Brother Chen. This Candice Polenas entered the training camp two years ago and is already ranked in the top fifty on the Black Dragon Ranking; his strength is formidable. Furthermore, it is said that Candice Polenas is the first-in-line heir to the Polenas Family. Even in the training camp, few people dare to provoke him."

Chen Daolin kept his expression calm. He locked eyes with Candice Polenas for a moment, then turned around.

"Senior Sister, let's go."

Candice Polenas and William watched the backs of the two as they walked away. William glanced at his friend. "Candice."

Candice Polenas let out a cold sneer. "Ji Xuan is a woman I have set my sights on. If he doesn't know what's good for him, I'll make sure he learns the consequences of offending me."

There were so few female students in the entire Elite Training Camp, and someone like Ji Xuan—young, beautiful, highly talented, and a Spirit Reader—was even rarer. Moreover, if he could have a God of War as a wife in the future, his status within his family would be even more secure. Therefore, Candice could not tolerate anyone ruining these plans.

"Chen Daolin, I hope you're sensible, otherwise..."

As Chen Daolin and Zhao Ruo walked together, Zhao Ruo said indignantly: "Junior Brother Chen, those people are too much. How dare they threaten you like that..."

Chen Daolin said calmly: "Senior Sister Zhao, it's fine. I won't take it to heart."

Personal strength is everything; everything else is insignificant.

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

Not to mention peerless powerhouses like Hong; if he currently possessed the strength of a God of War, Candice Polenas would surely not dare to be so arrogant in front of him.

Having seen through all of this, Chen Daolin would not dwell on such things, but rather work even harder to strengthen and improve himself.

After parting ways with Senior Sister Zhao, Chen Daolin entered the Ancient Civilization Gravity Training Room and turned on the gravity device, slowly increasing it: 5x, 6x, 7x... The power of the King Kai Fist within Chen Daolin's body was also constantly rising: two times, three times...

The spear in his hand thrust out repeatedly with force. His arms were trembling, the muscles knotted, and the veins bulged. Sweat seeped out instantly, merging into small streams that left the floor, made of an unknown black alien material, wet and slick.

Chen Daolin panted incessantly, yet his eyes seemed to be burning. He could feel his physical fitness constantly improving, approaching a certain bottleneck.

Crack.

A shattering sound that only Chen Daolin could hear echoed in his ears. Chen Daolin's entire body jolted, and he could clearly feel a brand-new surge of power pouring into his body.

The pressure that had been weighing down on him lightened in an instant.

King Kai Fist, four times!

September 28th was the final day for the monthly settlement of points on the Black Dragon Ranking. By ten o'clock in the evening, almost all the training camp students who had gone out to hunt monsters had returned. Most were now idling near the Black Dragon sculpture at the main entrance, chatting.

At 10:20 PM, Chen Daolin walked into the Trial Room. It was already empty. Chen Daolin lay on the sofa, picked up the dark blue helmet, and put it on. The next moment, his consciousness entered the Virtual Space.

On the boundless silver plains, Chen Daolin's figure instantly materialized.

He glanced at the seven-story giant tower hundreds of meters away, which towered into the clouds, majestic and imposing, its exterior carved with countless monsters. He took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, and said: "I want to test my punch power."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Whoosh. The next moment, a black punch power testing machine appeared in front of Chen Daolin. Chen Daolin had already learned from other students that one could test their punch power anywhere in the Virtual Space.

Chen Daolin walked up to the punch power testing machine, his gaze gradually becoming serious. I hope it's as I imagined...

Creak, creak. Chen Daolin placed his hands at his waist, stood in a horse stance, and his entire body's muscles trembled.

"Ah..."

A roar resounded throughout the entire silver world. Then, Chen Daolin threw a punch with lightning speed. The speed broke the sound barrier in an instant, carrying terrifying power as it slammed into the black target. The target was knocked backward by the immense force before snapping back, swinging violently. At the same time, a shocking number appeared on the screen--

"40,000kg!"

"Punch power output level: 4.0!"

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

In the Virtual Space, everyone's physical fitness was the same: 10,000 kg of punch power, 150 m/s speed, and nerve reaction speed at the excellent level of a low-tier Warlord Level.

However, Chen Daolin had just unleashed a force four times higher!

"Ha, haha..." Chen Daolin slowly began to laugh. He knew his expectations had not been in vain; the King Kai Fist could still be used in the Virtual Space.

Chen Daolin headed toward the Trial Tower. This time, he was going to have a good fight!

On the vast, desolate prairie, a cold, synthesized electronic voice rang out.

"Chen Daolin, your A-level test is to kill 50 low-tier Beast General Level Mang Bulls surrounding you within 15 minutes! If you die midway, you fail! If you have not killed 50 Mang Bulls after 15 minutes, you also fail!"

Chen Daolin, dressed in a grey combat suit, held a shield in his left hand and a spear in his right, standing proudly on the lush green prairie, his heart filled with fighting spirit.

After a month of training, he had been reborn and was no longer the person he once was. Not only had he mastered Micro-level footwork, but his spear technique had also improved significantly. Coupled with the 4x power boost from the King Kai Fist and the combat awareness honed through a month of fighting monsters, he was ready.

Chen Daolin was already looking forward to seeing how far he could go.

On the grass a hundred meters ahead, strong, bull-like monsters nearly three meters tall appeared. With their long, flowing hair, sharp curved horns, and blood-red eyes, they were the Mang Bulls—known among bull-type monsters for their unity and herd behavior!

All 50 low-tier Beast General Level Mang Bulls snorted white mist from their nostrils, bellowing "Moo... Moo..." as they charged violently toward Chen Daolin with a thunderous roar. The entire prairie seemed to tremble under their hooves, the momentum earth-shattering. In front of them, Chen Daolin looked so small.

"Come on!"

Chen Daolin raised his long spear and pointed it straight ahead, the intense wind blowing his black hair back from his forehead.

The short distance of a hundred meters was nothing to the Mang Bulls, which moved at a speed of 150 meters per second; they covered the gap in the blink of an eye, several sturdy bulls lowering their heads to thrust their curved, sharp horns at Chen Daolin simultaneously.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two sides clashed in an instant!

Chen Daolin did not hesitate, instantly activating the three-fold King Kai Fist!

Power increased, threefold!

Just as the few Mang Bulls reached him, his figure had already retreated, leaving behind an afterimage, while the long spear in his hand had vanished... no, it hadn't vanished, it was simply moving too fast, exceeding the limits of the naked eye.

Puff, puff, puff.

In a single moment, blood sprayed wildly from the necks of the three Mang Bulls closest to Chen Daolin.

Chen Daolin's eyes were filled with burning battle intent as he let out a long roar and charged into the herd of Mang Bulls before him!