"Bang!" Fang Yi threw a punch with lightning speed.
As the seal dissipated, the digital readout on the punch strength tester flickered into view: "3908kg."
Chief Instructor Wu Tong, the silver-haired man, and Instructor Jiang Nian all wore expressions of astonishment as they witnessed this scene.
Although they had anticipated a strong result, they never expected Fang Yi to deliver such a massive surprise!
"His punch strength is actually approaching 4000kg!"
"Holy crap!"
To reach such strength at 18 years old?
This had already reached and surpassed the passing threshold for an average intermediate warrior.
Jiang Hua looked at Fang Yi as if he were a monster; one had to remember the boy was only 18, yet possessed such terrifying power: "No wonder you dared to say you wanted to enter our Elite Preparatory Camp. You truly are extraordinary."
Wu Tong and the silver-haired man in the black robe exchanged glances, both nodding in satisfaction.
"Do you have any family heritage?" Wu Tong asked earnestly.
"No, I don't know who my parents are. I grew up in an orphanage," Fang Yi replied.
As soon as these words were spoken.
All three men leaned back slightly, their lingering shock now tinged with a hint of sympathy.
"My apologies," Wu Tong said.
"It's fine, I'm used to it," Fang Yi responded with a calm expression. As a transmigrator, starting as an orphan was one of the best possible starts.
The only other type of start would be having parents who were world-class powerhouses, possessing all sorts of rare treasures, and being able to win just by lying flat.
"Do we still need to test your nerve reaction and speed?"
"No need, you have already exceeded the passing threshold."
Wu Tong quickly waved his hand to explain, then spoke with great sincerity: "Good, I sincerely invite you to join our Limit Dojo! Based on the talent you have displayed so far, combined with subsequent Genetic Origin Energy cultivation, entering the Elite Preparatory Camp will absolutely be no problem!"
"Although I would like you to become a warrior immediately, the necessary procedures must still be followed. However, we can sign the contract first; after all, the warrior assessment will be a mere trifle for you. Are you willing?"
Wu Tong's eyes burned with fervor; a talent with such potential was extremely rare.
It even surpassed some geniuses who were cultivating Genetic Origin Energy for the first time!
To reach this level of punch strength upon first beginning to cultivate Genetic Origin Energy was as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns, let alone the fact that the person before them hadn't even started cultivating yet.
"However, I am more curious as to how you reached such a punch strength figure at such a young age without any prior cultivation?"
The silver-haired man in the black robe asked. He did not share the wild excitement of the other two, but instead watched Fang Yi with a keen, discerning gaze.
Indeed, this talent was truly too terrifying!
It was hard not to wonder if there were other factors at play.
Hearing the question, Fang Yi remained calm and composed, as if he had anticipated this inquiry all along.
"I'm not sure myself. My punch strength was only 1100kg before, but I discovered that I've been having a strange dream lately. Every time I wake up, my physical fitness improves rapidly," Fang Yi said.
"Oh!"
"What kind of dream?"
Wu Tong and Jiang Hua asked in unison, their timing perfectly synchronized.
Fang Yi spoke eloquently: "In the dream, I arrive in a space that seems to be my sea of consciousness. A Dark Gold Cube has been floating in front of me there. Every time I wake up, my body is stronger than it was before."
This statement.
It was an explanation, a clarification, an excuse, and at the same time, the truth.
On the same night his Double Pupil Eyes awakened.
Fang Yi had awakened and discovered the anomaly in his sea of consciousness, and his body had indeed improved, though not significantly.
It was nowhere near the level of improvement brought about by the awakening of the Double Pupil Eyes.
But it was better than nothing.
Moreover, the most important thing was that it indicated he possessed the qualifications to become a Psychic Master. In the world of Devouring, a Psychic Master warrior was even rarer and more powerful.
After Fang Yi finished speaking.
The expressions of surprise on the faces of Wu Tong and Jiang Hua were far more exaggerated and incredulous than before.
The silver-haired man in the black robe, however, revealed a smile.
"Not bad! This is indeed a sign of psychic awakening. Not only have we dug up a genius, but a monstrous one at that—I'm even starting to look forward to seeing what kind of improvements you'll have once you start cultivating!"
"With everything you've shown so far, entering the Elite Training Camp is basically a given, but we shouldn't speak too soon."
As soon as the silver-haired man finished speaking, Wu Tong chimed in from the side: "Indeed, while your current performance is astonishing, your subsequent progress is also very important. After all, the Elite Training Camp is filled with geniuses."
"If you can use this talent to keep cultivating and crush the competition, entering is only a matter of time."
"Let's sign the contract first!"
Wu Tong stopped wasting time, appearing somewhat impatient. A staff member on the side had already brought the contract over.
This had been arranged during their earlier conversation following the power test.
Wu Tong had already sent someone to prepare it.
"Hmm." Fang Yi nodded slightly.
"The terms we are offering you are certainly not low. In addition to a villa in the Bright Moon Residential District, we are adding 30 million in startup capital, along with some martial artist combat suits, weapons, secret manuals, and guidance on martial arts, plus an extra 5 million annually."
"And a set of Guidance Technique, along with some weapon manuals and movement technique manuals. As long as the total value of those three is under 60 million, they are free. Even if it exceeds that slightly, we can cover the difference for you! How about it?"
"Furthermore, these are just the basics. They will be increased based on your future training. Forget 20 million or 60 million; in the future, hundreds of millions or even billions will not be a problem!"
As Wu Tong spoke, he also explained the relationships, reasons, pros, cons, and benefits involved.
Fang Yi was already well-acquainted with these things.
After quickly reviewing the contract and confirming there were no issues, he signed his name.
After all, the terms offered by the other party could be considered extremely generous.
Once he finished signing, both Wu Tong and Jiang Hua smiled with satisfaction and patted Fang Yi on the shoulder, their expressions lacking the usual stern seriousness.
"Well, we look forward to your future performance! If you have any issues later, you can contact us directly, and we will do our best to help." Wu Tong said.
"Indeed, since you are now a member of our Limit Dojo, your business is essentially our business." Jiang Hua added.
"Then I will trouble you."
Fang Yi nodded slightly in response.
Just as they finished chatting and were about to part ways.
The silver-haired man in the black robe spoke up: "Young man, wait a moment."
Fang Yi stopped his turn to leave and looked back, asking: "What is it?"
"I would like to take a look at your left eye, if that is alright?" The silver-haired man in the black robe wore a kind smile, though his words carried a hint of doubt.
Although Fang Yi had already stated that there was nothing wrong with his eyes, he had only ever revealed his right eye until now.
It seemed as if he were deliberately hiding it.
That left eye, which no one had ever seen, was quite intriguing. Wu Tong and Jiang Hua shared similar thoughts upon hearing this.
Just as the two of them were about to say something.
They heard Fang Yi's response.
"No problem."
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