Taking the Martial Artist Assessment

"No problem."

Fang Yi's reply was crisp and decisive.

There was no attempt at concealment, nor were there any signs of panic or erratic behavior.

This response and his demeanor caused the silver-haired man in the black robe to lose most of his suspicion. Immediately after, he watched as Fang Yi untied the knot at the back of the Black Satin.

The next moment.

The eyes that had been free of the Black Satin slowly opened.

The two pupils were like brown gemstones, their luster calm and indifferent. A single glance revealed nothing strange or extraordinary.

They looked no different from an ordinary person's eyes.

"Although the path of cultivation is endless, walking with your eyes covered when they are perfectly fine still carries some risks. In any case, be careful. That will be all for today."

Having said his piece, the silver-haired man in the black robe left with Wu Tong for another area.

Jiang Hua was left to escort Fang Yi out of the Martial Arts Hall.

Inside the apartment unit.

"Click."

"The door is fixed. But kid, you said you were moving out soon, so why bother fixing it?"

The repairman, dressed in blue and holding his tools, asked with a puzzled expression after replacing the new doorknob.

He knew that Fang Yi had become a Quasi-Martial Artist.

This was because the man was Jiang Hua, a repairman sent specifically to help out. On the way home, the two had chatted, and after the former learned that Fang Yi's door was broken, he had directly contacted a professional repair service for him.

Fang Yi, who had re-wrapped the Black Satin around his eyes, heard the man's puzzled question and reached out to gently stroke the wall: "I've lived here for several years, after all. Besides, if I don't fix it, the landlord will withhold the security deposit."

The repairman was stunned for a moment after hearing this.

One had to realize that Fang Yi was already a Quasi-Martial Artist; the landlord would be scrambling to curry favor with him, so how could he possibly withhold the deposit? Even if he really had to pay the deposit, it would be a mere drop in the bucket compared to what he had now.

Such an expense was, for a Quasi-Martial Artist.

Hardly worth a glance.

However, the repairman didn't say anything more. Once the repairs were finished, he smiled and said: "I didn't expect you to be so particular. When are you moving into the Bright Moon Residential District? I'll send some people over to help you then."

"Tomorrow."

The next day.

7:00 AM sharp.

With the assistance of the staff, all the furniture from Fang Yi's original home was packed up.

Subsequently, he entered the residential district under the escort of a squad of soldiers.

Noon.

Although Fang Yi was wrapped in the Black Satin, he could still clearly see the layout and environment of the entire villa.

The wisps of mist within his Double Pupil Eyes allowed him to perceive every detail of his surroundings.

"Although I won't be living in this district for long, it's still a place I'll be staying in, so it should be cleaned and organized properly."

As he finished speaking, the cleaning staff nearby began their work.

Fang Yi walked to the massive floor-to-ceiling window, looking out at the environment while simultaneously observing the panel information that had emerged before his eyes.

["Double Pupil Eyes" growth progress──0.7%]

[Fist Strength──4208kg]

[Speed──65m/s]

[Neural Reaction──Intermediate Warrior (Super)]

["?" unlock progress──0%]

A day had passed.

The growth progress of Fang Yi's Double Pupil Eyes had increased by another 0.1%.

Furthermore, detailed data on his fist strength, speed, and neural reaction had appeared on the panel.

During the Quasi-Martial Artist examination, Fang Yi had discovered that his Double Pupil Eyes underwent significant changes when he kept his eyes closed.

It seemed that in such an environment, the Double Pupils could awaken more effectively.

That was why he had started wrapping them in the Black Satin.

As far as the results were concerned, there had indeed been an improvement.

"My growth increased by 0.1, and my punch force also rose by 200kg. This is no small improvement," Fang Yi thought to himself.

Immediately.

He recalled the Silver-Haired Man who wanted to examine his left eye yesterday.

"It seems that guy must have noticed something. After all, using a black cloth to practice isn't exactly a foolproof excuse, but it shouldn't be a major problem."

The reason Fang Yi's Heavy Pupil didn't manifest yesterday.

Was because when he entered the Sea of Consciousness Space and saw the Dark Gold Cube, Fang Yi discovered that his psychic power could combine with the Heavy Pupil to produce a new effect.

That effect was "Illusion Technique."

By using his psychic power combined with the power of the Heavy Pupil, he could achieve concealment and transformation, making his left eye appear identical to his right, such that even a Psychic Master couldn't detect any issues.

After all, it involved the power of the Heavy Pupil, not just pure psychic energy.

"However, when I actively use the Heavy Pupil, my left eye will revert to its true appearance. I'll have to be careful in the future; I don't like attracting a bunch of trouble to myself."

Late at night.

Fang Yi sat on his bed.

He crossed his legs and began to practice the Five Hearts Toward Heaven Cultivation Method, starting to cultivate Genetic Origin Energy.

Soon, his breathing steadied, and he entered a state of stillness.

To cultivate Genetic Origin Energy, the first step is to sense it, but this stage is not simple. Some people take months or even half a year to vaguely perceive the cosmic energy present in the world.

However.

Not long after entering the state, Fang Yi clearly felt the energy surrounding him.

At the same time.

Threads of blue-purple light seemed to emanate from his tightly closed left eye.

These blue-purple lights were attracting the cosmic energy of the world.

The surrounding energy split into two streams: one surged in through Fang Yi's palms, soles, and Baihui Acupoint, while the other was directly absorbed and drawn into the Heavy Pupil by the blue-purple light.

The speed of absorption gradually grew from a tiny trickle into a rushing river!

Fang Yi could feel the surging of these energies and the feedback from his body.

"Is this the evolution of life?"

"It certainly feels good."

Amidst these thoughts.

Fang Yi's entire body began to change, his life level constantly being influenced and transformed.

The Heavy Pupil was also being nourished by this world.

Slowly awakening.

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

August 1st.

All the Quasi-Martial Artists from the Limit Dojo preparing for the assessment gathered at the entrance of the Limit Dojo.

Led by designated personnel, they boarded the train heading to the site of the Combat Assessment.

"Attention, Quasi-Martial Artists, the future..." On the screens above the train, videos were playing of various major factions recruiting new martial artists.

Fang Yi was still wearing the black cloth.

This made Luo Feng, Yang Wu, and the others nearby quite curious.

Since they were all essentially part of the Limit Dojo now and no longer strangers, they asked out of curiosity.

"Brother Fang Yi, today is the Combat Assessment. Are you really going to participate while wearing that black cloth?" Yang Wu asked.

"That's a good suggestion," Fang Yi replied.

Upon hearing this unexpected response, Luo Feng and the others.

All wore expressions that seemed to ask, "Are you serious?"

One had to know that in the Combat Assessment, no one would look out for your safety. Your life was basically in your own hands or those of the team you formed.

Blinding oneself during the assessment was an incredibly dangerous act.

Inside the train.

Recruitment speeches echoed continuously.

There were offers from the HR Alliance, the government military, and the famous Thunder Dojo, among others...

Not long after.

The train arrived at its destination.

A loud, powerful voice echoed in everyone's ears, welcoming and warning the arriving Quasi-Martial Artists.