Back to the Training Camp

On February 27, 2057, Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan said goodbye to their family and friends and returned to the Training Camp.

Back in December, Chen Daolin's Combat Power Amplitude had reached 12, placing him in the top twenty of the Black Dragon Ranking. He currently ranked nineteenth in the Training Camp.

Ji Xuan, meanwhile, ranked forty-ninth. Her Combat Power Amplitude had also surpassed 8.0, reaching an excellent level—already equal to the average of students in their fourth year at the Training Camp.

In March, a new round of competition began.

On March 1, Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan finally had a rare chance to go out together and hunt monsters. Their schedules had always been out of sync before.

With their current abilities, hunting monsters was practically like cheating. Whether it was Chen Daolin, whose punching power easily exceeded a million kilograms, or Ji Xuan, a Spirit Reader at the High-level War God level, neither had any trouble killing monsters. If they weren't trying to avoid graduating from the Elite Training Camp just yet, they could hunt Lord-level Monsters at will.

Of course, if they really killed two Lord-level Monsters and turned in the proof, congratulations—you'd be a War God, and you'd graduate.

In March, Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan's rankings climbed rapidly, drawing everyone's attention.

Chen Daolin had already reached 3.5 in the Trial Tower. Once he cleared the third floor, his Trial Tower level would be 4.0. Multiplied by his 4.0 punching power level, his Combat Power Amplitude would reach 16.

No one in the entire Training Camp had a Combat Power Amplitude of 16.

If Chen Daolin could reach a Combat Power Amplitude of 16 now, he would also qualify for another huge bonus under his contract with the Extreme Martial Arts Hall. It was an enormous temptation.

There were plenty of other benefits, of course, but there would be trouble, too. For instance, all sorts of factions would step up their recruitment efforts and become even more relentless. And when Hong and Thunder God heard the news, they might come over and try to take him as a disciple.

In the entire history of the Training Camp, there had never been anyone else under nineteen who had reached a Combat Power Amplitude of 16 after just six months there.

He would make history and become a legend of the Training Camp.

In the future, he might even become a myth.

After giving it some thought, Chen Daolin finally decided to raise his Combat Power Amplitude to 16 by the end of March.

The main reason was that the Training Camp could no longer keep up with his pace of cultivation. Or rather, he was no longer satisfied with the slow, methodical progress there. He yearned for a wider sky and more thrilling battles.

Besides, he had spent two months training back in Jiangnan, giving him a convenient excuse to explain his progress to others.

Why had he improved so quickly?

Because he had kept training hard at home.

Not only was he a genius, but he was also hardworking and dedicated.

So it was only natural for him to improve a little faster.

That was basically the idea.

In the Virtual Space, Chen Daolin appeared on an endless silver plain. The only structure was the towering, majestic seven-story tower in the distance, its peak piercing the clouds. He strode to the Trial Tower's main entrance and saw the black stone pillar to the left, its surface bearing these words:

Name: Chen Daolin

Gender: Male

Identity: Official student of the Elite Training Camp

Trial Tower Level: 3.5

Yang Hui, the War God instructor who had brought him here, had only reached 3.2. In the blink of an eye, Chen Daolin had already surpassed his record. In time, he would surpass many more.

His eyes shone with fierce determination. His goal was to become number one someday—and even surpass Hong.

Life was only interesting when the challenges were hard, wasn't it?

Chen Daolin stepped into the black entrance. The world shifted, and the next moment, he stood in a desolate wilderness.

The first floor of the Trial Tower was a vast grassland, and his opponents were Mang Bulls.

The second floor was an immense desert, and his opponents were Iron-Armored Scorpions.

Now, on the third floor, the terrain had become barren wasteland. The surroundings were empty, with Chen Daolin standing there alone.

"Third floor, Stage B trial. Student Chen Daolin, your objective is to kill 190 Elementary Beast General Level Golden Vultures and ten Intermediate Beast General Golden Vultures within thirty minutes! Good luck!" As soon as the electronic voice fell silent, a dark mass of flying monster birds appeared in the sky above the wasteland.

The third floor of the Trial Tower had three stages. Clearing each one earned a score of 3.3, 3.6, and 4.0, respectively. Chen Daolin had held back before, deliberately leaving the third floor incomplete. But now, he had decided to show his true strength.

"Come on!" His gaze was icy. With a spear in one hand and a shield in the other, he calmly watched the mass of Golden Vultures overhead.

"Yeee!" Their piercing cries rang out.

The Golden Vultures crowded together like a golden cloud as they swooped down from the sky, their assault immense in scale. These monsters were not only ferocious but also had the advantage of flight. If their claws caught someone, they could lift a human into the air. With no way to gain a foothold midair, anyone facing a swarm of monsters would be doomed. The challenge was so difficult that many War God instructors remained stuck on the third floor.

A 4.0 punching power level and a 4.0 Trial Tower level marked a watershed in a War God's strength. Those who couldn't cross that threshold would generally find it difficult to reach the limits of a War God.

Anyone who reached that level was an exceptional talent among the Training Camp's students, one of the very best.

A few students in the Training Camp had reached either a 4.0 punching power level or a 4.0 Trial Tower level, but no one had reached both.

The Golden Vultures surged toward him, blotting out the sky. It seemed they would engulf Chen Daolin in a golden tide the next instant. Yet he stood firm, his expression cold. He raised his spear, then suddenly moved.

For an instant, it was as though a thunderclap split the heavens and earth.

The air hissed with wind, as if countless arrows had been loosed, or spring rain were softly pattering against leaves.

A dense, overlapping mass of spear shadows appeared, forming an impenetrable forest of spears that completely covered the fan-shaped space ahead of him.

The Golden Vultures at the front saw a blur and felt a stab of pain. Then, an endless agony surged through them. In a fleeting instant, the violent force tore them apart and smashed them to pieces, scattering flesh, blood, and feathers.

Cruel!

Beautiful!

Magnificent!

The spear shadows were unstoppable, seemingly endless, like the sharpest of awls. The wave of Golden Vultures crashed against their points and vanished without even raising a splash.

The space before Chen Daolin had become a killing ground.

The spear shadows formed a forest, a gale, a raging inferno, swallowing every Golden Vulture that rushed toward him.

Chen Daolin made no unnecessary dodging movements. He didn't even move his feet. He simply stood, thrusting his spear again and again, with one thought filling his mind.

Thrust!

Thrust!

Thrust!

Rumble! Chen Daolin's body shuddered violently as a surge of power traveled from within him into the spear. The next instant, the spear's power suddenly surged. Countless spear shadows vanished, condensing into a single, solid, ferocious thrust.

The thrust erupted with overwhelming force, as if it could pierce the heavens and earth!

From simplicity to complexity, then back to simplicity. After grasping the first level of World Destroyer last October and training hard for nearly five months, Chen Daolin had finally mastered the second level of World Destroyer today. He had unleashed thrust after exhilarating thrust, following his heart. His power output had increased by another ninety percent, reaching 2.8 times!

His spear technique had also taken a huge leap forward, nearing mastery.

His Combat Power Amplitude had reached an astonishing 14.

His physical strength had surged along with it.

At full strength, his attack power had reached a terrifying two million kilograms!

Among War Gods, such a thing was unheard of. He was practically invincible!

The last Golden Vulture fell. The spear shadows disappeared, leaving only countless golden feathers and splashes of blood drifting down through the air, their beauty made tragic by the sunlight.

Chen Daolin's Trial Tower level reached 3.6.