Six Small Goals

Soon, Jiang Nian brought Luo Feng to the front of a three-story detached villa.

The villa occupied a massive area, exuding an air of grandeur and luxury.

On the second-floor balcony of the villa, an elderly man with graying hair saw the two of them and hurriedly called out in a loud voice.

"Little Jiang, bring him up quickly."

"Alright, coming right up."

After responding, Jiang Nian turned his head and said to Luo Feng.

"Let's go, follow me up."

With that, Jiang Nian led Luo Feng quickly into the villa.

The interior of the villa was extremely spacious, in no way inferior to the martial arts training hall of the Limit Martial Arts Hall in Yi'an District, Yangzhou.

"Director."

Upon entering the second floor, Jiang Nian saw a middle-aged man dressed in a Tang suit and immediately called out respectfully.

"Jiang Nian, this young man must be Luo Feng, right?"

A voice that was gentle yet carried an air of authority rang out.

"Yes, Director."

Jiang Nian replied respectfully.

Luo Feng looked carefully and saw five people standing beside the gray-haired Uncle Bai; four of them were dressed in white suits, their expressions respectful.

At this moment, these four men and women in white suits were standing deferentially behind a middle-aged man wearing a black Tang suit.

Seeing this, Jiang Nian immediately signaled to Luo Feng with his eyes.

Luo Feng understood immediately and hurriedly said.

"Greetings, Director."

"Mm."

The middle-aged man in the Tang suit nodded slightly, his gaze gentle yet scrutinizing, and he spoke.

"Old Bai, you may begin. Audit what this young man's strength is truly like."

"Yes."

Uncle Bai responded with equal respect.

Immediately following this, with a "beep," the power of the punch tester, the speed tester, and the nerve reaction tester were all switched on.

At the same time, with a low hum, the cameras and other equipment in the spacious second-floor training hall were all activated, clearly intending to record the entire process of Luo Feng's test for detailed analysis and evaluation later.

With everything prepared, Uncle Bai looked at Luo Feng with a smile and said.

"Luo Feng, begin the test. Start with the punch power test."

Luo Feng nodded slightly, his expression calm as he walked toward the punch power tester.

At this moment, everyone's gaze—whether it was Jiang Nian, Uncle Bai, the four young people in white suits, or even the high-ranking Director—was fixed firmly on Luo Feng.

Luo Feng walked up to the punch power tester and stood still; his body, which had seemed relaxed a moment ago, suddenly erupted like a tiger released from its cage.

Accompanied by a loud "bang," a heavy punch carrying the sound of an air explosion slammed into the target of the punch power tester like a cannonball.

Everyone looked at the display screen impatiently, where it clearly showed—"5298kg".

Seeing this number, everyone's eyes lit up.

"Young man, not bad, very not bad."

The Director, who had maintained a calm expression until now, could not help but reveal a smile and nod in satisfaction.

"Proceed to the next item."

The Director said.

Soon, the results for the speed test and the nerve reaction test were also released one after another.

Speed test result—67m/s.

Nerve reaction test—Intermediate Warlord full marks!

"His punch power and speed are already this formidable, and I didn't expect his nerve reaction to reach the Intermediate Warlord level directly, and it's even more outstanding than the other two categories."

The middle-aged man in the Tang suit nodded again with a smile, his eyes full of appreciation.

"He is also under 18 years of age, fitting the required range.

With Luo Feng's talent, he only needs to settle down for a year, and by next year, he should be ready to be sent to the Global Elite Training Camp for cultivation."

The middle-aged man in the Tang suit looked at Jiang Nian and said with a smile.

When Jiang Nian heard the Director say that he could send Luo Feng to the Global Elite Training Camp, he was naturally overjoyed.

"To cultivate a genius for the Elite Training Camp, how much contribution value would that be worth?"

You have to understand, the entire Jiangnan Base City might not even see one such quota in a year, yet unexpectedly, it had fallen upon the small Yi'an District he was responsible for.

He looked toward Luo Feng, who was standing to the side, and spoke.

"It is mainly because this young man, Luo Feng, is hardworking enough himself."

"Hmm."

The middle-aged man in the Tang suit fixed his gaze back on Luo Feng, asking with a solemn expression.

"Luo Feng, are you willing to join our Limit Martial Arts Hall right now? I believe Jiang Nian has already explained the other terms to you clearly."

"I have already promised Instructor Jiang that I would join the Limit Martial Arts Hall."

Luo Feng said without the slightest hesitation.

"Very good."

The middle-aged man in the Tang suit clapped his hands with a smile and said.

"According to the old rules, you may choose any villa to reside in, either in Yangzhou City or here at the main city headquarters.

You only possess the right of residence, but you do not have the authority to sell it.

The villa complexes of our Limit Martial Arts Hall are exclusively for the use of the Martial Artists within the hall."

"Apart from this..."

The middle-aged man in the Tang suit deliberated for a moment before saying.

"A starting fund of 100 million.

Luo Feng, you may choose any movement technique, guiding technique, or attack technique manual; as long as the price is within 500 million, it is free of charge.

I will cover any excess costs."

Upon hearing these terms, everyone present looked astonished and could not help but glance at Luo Feng.

This was the first time they had ever heard of such a generous contract.

Luo Feng was also slightly taken aback; he remembered that in the original story, the starting fund was 20 million, and the limit for the other three items was 100 million.

Under the current circumstances, the terms had increased several times over.

It seemed that these conditions were indeed proportional to one's strength, and the strength he had displayed had gained high recognition from the upper echelons of the martial arts hall.

If I remember correctly, this Executive Zhuge Tao seems to be only an Advanced War General, so several hundred million is not a small sum for him. It seems he truly thinks highly of me.

Luo Feng thought to himself, while simultaneously taking a deep look at the "Executive" in front of him.

"Luo Feng, you are very good, and I have high hopes for you."

The middle-aged man in the Tang suit smiled slightly, his eyes filled with expectation.

"Thank you, Executive."

Luo Feng thanked him sincerely; this initial starting fund was crucial to him and would provide immense assistance to his path of cultivation.

Subsequently, under the witness of everyone present, Luo Feng signed the contract to join the Limit Martial Arts Hall, becoming a member of the Limit Martial Arts Hall ahead of schedule.

"Welcome, Luo Feng. Join the big family of the Limit Martial Arts Hall!"

The middle-aged man in the Tang suit smiled and extended his hand.

Luo Feng hurriedly reached out to shake the Executive's hand.

"From today on, you can move directly into the Martial Artist villa complex.

As for your starting fund and the special funds for selecting manuals, they will naturally be deposited into your exclusive Martial Artist account once you pass the actual combat assessment next month and officially become a Martial Artist."

Luo Feng nodded; he understood in his heart that this money would eventually belong to him, and he was not in the least bit anxious.

"Oh, right, my name is Zhuge Tao; don't forget it, young man."

The middle-aged man in the Tang suit said with a smile, then immediately left the villa with the four young men and women in white suits.

This person really is Zhuge Tao. Since you think so highly of me, I will definitely repay your investment of several hundred million ten or a hundred times over in the future.

Watching the back of Zhuge Tao as he left, Luo Feng thought to himself.

After Zhuge Tao and his group departed, the second floor of the villa suddenly became empty, leaving only Uncle Bai, Jiang Nian, and Luo Feng.

"Phew, with the Executive here just now, I was so nervous that I could barely breathe."

Jiang Nian broke the brief silence.

"I didn't expect that as soon as I reported it, the Executive would come over in person," Uncle Bai said with emotion.

"With this talent of Luo Feng's, he might truly have a chance to become a War God in the future; it is indeed worth the Executive making the trip himself."

Jiang Nian looked at Luo Feng and said with a smile.

"That is indeed true. In all my years, I have never seen such monstrous talent."