Beneath the night sky, Luo Feng moved swiftly, as nimble as a hunting leopard.
"These are all the weakest kind, Primary Beast Soldier Level—H-Class Monsters. With my strength as an Advanced Warrior, I can take them on without holding back."
Luo Feng's eyes were as sharp as knives as he searched for a target.
Even surrounded by H-Class Monsters, Luo Feng was entirely confident he could fight his way out.
The next second, Luo Feng glanced around.
On the roof of a collapsed two-story building in the distance, a shadow was lazily licking itself.
This was a feline monster, over a meter long.
With Luo Feng's eyesight, he quickly identified it as an H-Class Monster, a Shadow Cat.
Shadow Cats were extremely difficult for Quasi-Martial Artists to deal with. Their attacks weren't especially strong, but they were incredibly fast, making them hard for ordinary Quasi-Martial Artists to hit.
Ordinary Quasi-Martial Artists could usually only reach speeds of 25 meters per second.
But Shadow Cats could typically reach 40 meters per second.
"You're going to be my first prey."
Luo Feng dashed to the building in an instant and leaped lightly up to the second floor.
"Meow, meow~~"
Seeing a human suddenly appear before it, the Shadow Cat's eyes glinted with bloodlust.
Monsters were all savage killers. Even pet cats from before the Great Nirvana had become vicious and bloodthirsty afterward.
The Shadow Cat leaped forward, ready to pounce on the human and tear into him, but the figure before it had already vanished. Then—
A long blade suddenly appeared at the Shadow Cat's neck as it flew through the air.
"Pfft!"
Its head was severed from its body and sent flying, blood gushing from its neck.
Its body continued flying more than ten meters through the air before hitting the ground. It twitched twice, then died completely.
[ Ding: H-Class Monster Shadow Cat killed. Reward: 0.1 points.]
As soon as he killed it, the system's notification rang out.
"0.1 points? I wonder how much experience that can be converted into?"
Luo Feng tried adding a point to his Blade Technique, but the system said he didn't have enough points to convert.
"If 0.1 points isn't enough to convert, I'll just kill a few more."
The reward wasn't much, but Luo Feng was still satisfied. After all, he'd only killed a weak little monster, and these points were extra gains on top of his normal training.
"I'll kill ten and see what happens when I have a full point."
Killing the monster for the first time hadn't caused any adverse reaction in Luo Feng. Instead, it had made his blood race.
He stepped forward, cut off the Shadow Cat's left ear, and put it in his backpack before looking for his next target.
In no time, Luo Feng's figure flickered and vanished from the street.
More than ten minutes later, Luo Feng had finally killed ten monsters and earned a full point.
After adding the point, he found he could convert it into one experience point.
"One H-Class Monster is worth 0.1 points. Converted to experience, that should increase my strength by about ten kilograms. Not bad—this is much faster than training."
After all, killing an H-Class Monster only took one strike.
Luo Feng was extremely pleased with the result.
A mere 0.1 points might not seem like much, but the monsters were densely packed throughout Monster Town.
To accommodate the 1,680 Quasi-Martial Artists taking the assessment, the Military had even gone out of its way to capture a large number of monsters from the wilderness beforehand.
From then on, Luo Feng went on a killing spree.
The deeper he went into town, the more monsters he encountered. At first, Luo Feng had planned to hold back and use them to practice his Blade Technique and Movement Technique.
But he realized his progress was too slow, and it was a waste of time.
He might as well kill more monsters and earn more points. He could just add them directly later. Why wouldn't he?
From then on, every H-Class Monster that faced his blade died in one clean strike. He never wasted a movement.
Because Luo Feng killed so quickly, he spent most of his time searching for monsters.
The killing continued throughout the sealed town.
Some Quasi-Martial Artists were injured during their first fight with a monster. With no other choice, they pressed the button on their communication watch and called for help, accepting failure.
Some Quasi-Martial Artists killed a monster, only to turn deathly pale with fear and lose all strength.
Others were skilled Quasi-Martial Artists who became wild with excitement after killing a monster!
Not far from the sealed town stood a large building, where numerous surveillance screens showed everything happening in different parts of town.
In one of the rooms, an officer was drinking with a burly man. A large screen on the wall showed the killings taking place around town.
The burly man was a high-ranking member of the Thunder Martial Arts Hall.
"Watching these young people fight monsters reminds me of when we were young!"
"Yeah. Look at them—all mostly in their twenties. They're at the youngest age, and the least experienced."
As the two men sat reminiscing—
"Hm?"
The officer looked at the screen in surprise, growing more astonished by the second.
"Old Wang, look at this."
The screen was showing Luo Feng fighting. In the footage, more than a dozen Tiger Mastiffs had surrounded him.
But the next instant, Luo Feng moved like a ghost.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"...
Several flashes of blade light appeared, and all the Tiger Mastiffs fell to the ground.
"His Blade Technique is impressive!"
"His Movement Technique is impressive too."
"Micro-Level! His Movement Technique is definitely at the Micro-Level!"
The burly man's eyes lit up as he stared at Luo Feng, who was collecting the monsters' ears after the fight.
Every one of Luo Feng's strikes had been fatal, and he'd barely moved while fighting.
His attacks had looked almost effortless.
That display had completely won over the two powerful men!
Luo Feng's Blade Technique wasn't actually that impressive yet. He was simply using overwhelming strength to overcome skill, which was why he could kill with a single strike.
But his Movement Technique had indeed reached the Micro-Level.
Many War General Level experts couldn't even master Micro-Level Movement Technique. That was what impressed the two high-ranking men.
"Incredible, just incredible! An eighteen-year-old with not only tremendous physical strength, but such an impressive Movement Technique too. Now that's a real genius."
The officer couldn't help exclaiming.
"His name is Luo Feng. Damn it, the Limit Martial Arts Hall recruited him ahead of time."
The burly man cursed bitterly.
"The Limit Martial Arts Hall really lucked out. Luo Feng is only eighteen, and he's already reached the Micro-Level with his Movement Technique. At such a young age—who knows what he'll accomplish in the future?"
As high-ranking members, they knew that in actual combat, physical strength was only one factor. Movement Technique, Blade Technique, and awareness were all important too.
"No!"
The burly man slammed his hand on the table.
"We can't let a genius like him get snatched up by the Limit Martial Arts Hall! Luckily, I had the good fortune to come watch the footage with you."
"What are you planning to do?"
The officer smiled.
"What do you think? Recruit him, of course!"
The burly man glared.
"Compared to him, Wan Dong—the one our Thunder Martial Arts Hall recruited early—falls short by a mile! I have to get Luo Feng into our Thunder Martial Arts Hall."
Luo Feng had just finished killing more than a dozen Tiger Mastiffs when more than a dozen system notifications about points earned rang out in his mind.
Just as Luo Feng stepped forward to collect their ears—
"Hm? What's this?"
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