Target

Chen Daolin stepped out of the small building, his heart once again filled with fighting spirit!

To obtain the Water of Life as soon as possible, he had to strive to raise his combat power amplification to 12.

Although, Chen Daolin knew this would be extremely difficult.

A combat power amplification of 1-2 is elementary, 2-4 is intermediate, and 4-8 is advanced. The 8-16 range is considered superior, comparable to the average level of fourth-year senior students.

Generally, a combat power amplification of 14-15 is enough to break into the top five of the training camp. Reaching 13 usually lands one in the top ten, while 12 generally places one in the top twenty. This is the approximate standard.

Furthermore, the higher the combat power amplification, the more difficult it becomes to improve.

For Chen Daolin to reach a combat power amplification of 12, it meant he had to charge into the top twenty of the Black Dragon Ranking.

However, Chen Daolin remained full of confidence in himself.

The news of Chen Daolin being recruited by the Extreme Martial Arts Hall, under the intentional or unintentional publicity of the organization, reached various global powers, strong nations, families, and special organizations. Everyone understood that Chen Daolin was destined to rise and would eventually become one of the core high-level members of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall.

Ignoring the ripples outside, Chen Daolin focused on his training within the camp.

On October 1st, because Chen Daolin had ranked 97th on the Black Dragon Ranking in September, he headed out early that morning with 91 other students to hunt monsters. Compared to before, however, the students Chen Daolin encountered were much more enthusiastic.

"Chen, I hope you hunt even more monsters this time."

"Junior Brother Chen, let's grab a drink tomorrow."

As Chen Daolin chatted and laughed with them, he boarded a vehicle dedicated to the training camp. Not far away, Candice, dressed in his combat gear, stood beside a few people in his circle, watching the scene with a gloomy expression.

Although he was very annoyed with Chen Daolin, he also knew the news that Chen Daolin was highly valued by the Extreme Martial Arts Hall. Even he was unwilling to easily cross paths with a genius destined for such a limitless future.

But just thinking about how he had threatened Chen Daolin to stay away from Ji Han only a few days ago, only to be slapped in the face shortly after, made Candice's face burn with pain.

"Those damn old men in my family wanted me to recruit Chen Daolin... as if he's that easy to recruit? Now that Chen Daolin has been brought into the Extreme Martial Arts Hall, the family is telling me to go and build a good relationship with him." Candice had never felt so stifled in his life.

The woman he wanted to pursue had always been close to Chen Daolin, and he could do nothing about it. Yet, he was now tasked by his family to befriend Chen Daolin. Thinking of this, Candice's heart was in turmoil.

"Forget it... I won't provoke him. We'll rely on our own abilities; it's just fair competition. I still have a chance..." Candice comforted himself.

Chen Daolin wore a grey combat suit, a long spear in one hand and a shield in the other, with a combat backpack strapped to his back. His grey combat boots crunched against the dilapidated concrete road of City 1001, making a rustling sound.

The surroundings were desolate and ruined; the area had been empty for decades, having become a gathering place for monsters. It wasn't until the arrival of the training camp students that this silence was broken.

Chen Daolin found a rock to sit on, watching the desolate roadside billboard swaying in the wind before him. He thought, My physical fitness has reached the baseline of an elementary Warlord Level. Combined with the four-fold King Kai Fist, I can unleash a punch force of over 100,000 kilograms, just crossing into the threshold of an advanced Warlord Level. But the King Kai Fist doesn't just increase strength; it also boosts speed, nerve reaction, and defense... so, in essence, I should be stronger than some ordinary advanced Beast General Level monsters.

"This time, I'll focus on hunting elementary and intermediate Beast General Level monsters, but I can also try to hunt some advanced ones." Chen Daolin stood up, picked up his spear, and licked his lips.

"Monsters, I'm coming. I'll use you to hone my spear technique."

Elite Training Camp, small practice hall.

Ji Xuan was practicing her blade technique under the guidance of a young, beautiful woman.

Last month, Chen Daolin's Black Dragon Ranking was 97th, so he went out to hunt monsters on odd-numbered days, while Ji Xuan was 148th and went out on even-numbered days.

Her current physical fitness was slightly above the advanced Warrior Level, equivalent to an upper-intermediate Spirit Reader of the Warlord Level. Her efficiency in hunting monsters was very high, surpassing that of an ordinary team of Warlord Level martial artists.

Having achieved such results in her first month at the Elite Training Camp, many people held high hopes for her.

Dressed in a purple practice suit, the short-haired woman with a tall, curvaceous figure stood beside Ji Xuan, guiding her blade technique. She was Ji Xuan's teacher, Jiang Fang, a rare female God of War instructor at the Elite Training Camp.

Of course, Ji Xuan was a Spirit Reader, but her talent in martial arts was also excellent, so she ultimately chose Jiang Fang, who specialized in blade techniques, as her direct mentor.

Under Jiang Fang's guidance and Ji Xuan's own hard work, she had made significant progress. Otherwise, she wouldn't have risen to within the top 150 just one month after entering the camp. One must realize that everyone in the Elite Training Camp was a genius or a monster; being able to surpass them was a testament to her ability.

Jiang Fang nodded with satisfaction as she watched her disciple practice until she was drenched in sweat.

She was very pleased with this disciple—talented, hardworking, and perceptive. The only slight regret was that she was a Spirit Reader rather than a pure martial artist. Jiang Fang could only teach her the martial blade techniques, while for Spirit Reading Power, she had to learn from other Spirit Reader instructors in the camp.

In reality, the training methods for Spirit Readers in the world had only recently been formed; they were still quite primitive and rough, far from the prosperity of martial arts development. This was partly because Spirit Readers were extremely rare.

Martial arts were also a part of one's strength; the reason Spirit Readers were powerful was partly due to their physical fitness.

Regardless of whether it was for personal development or for testing punch force levels and challenging the Trial Tower, improving one's own martial arts was indispensable.

Many powerful Spirit Readers were, in fact, masters of blade techniques and footwork.

Puchi!

A flash of cold light streaked by. The sharp spearhead pierced through the neck of a giant sika deer over four meters tall with lightning speed, driving into its brain and drawing a spray of blood. The sika deer stumbled forward for over ten meters before swaying and collapsing to the ground with a thud. Its massive body twitched slightly as its life force faded rapidly.

Blood dripped down the specially crafted Kro Alloy spear. Chen Daolin's forehead was beaded with sweat, and he was panting slightly. He deactivated the King Kai Fist state, sighing at the difficulty of killing an advanced Beast General Level monster. Even a relatively weak sika deer like this had cost him quite a bit of effort.

The sky had gradually darkened. The sunset glow at the horizon was brilliant, with gorgeous fiery clouds covering the entire western sky. The warm rays of the setting sun spilled over the earth, staining the ruined city in a shade of red.

Chen Daolin carried his bulging backpack, walking slowly along a small path, muttering to himself, "It's almost dark. Let me walk a bit further and see if I can kill one more before heading back." The setting sun stretched Chen Daolin's lonely shadow long and thin as he gradually walked into the distance.