A Commanding Lead

Just then, the officer in charge of recording suddenly spoke up.

"Alright, I will now tally the prospective Martial Artists who passed this assessment. Those whose names I call have passed and become official Martial Artists; those not called are directly eliminated."

Hearing the officer's words, all the prospective Martial Artists fell silent, fearing they might miss hearing their own names.

"First place, Luo Feng—1830 points."

"Second place, Wan Dong, 49 points."

"Third place..."

At first, most people hadn't fully processed it; they were still listening to the names being called by the instructor and hadn't paid much attention to the scores.

A few seconds later, someone finally reacted.

"Huh? How many points did I just hear for first place, Luo Feng? 1830?"

That person widened his eyes, wearing an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

Impossible, I must have been too nervous and misheard. Over 1800 points? How could that be possible? Even if over a thousand monsters just stood there without moving, you wouldn't necessarily be able to kill them all in one night, the man thought to himself.

But just then, many people below were also slowly reacting.

They looked at the people around them one after another, and upon discovering that everyone else had the same expression as them, they couldn't help but ask.

"Hey, how many points did you just hear for Luo Feng?"

"Over 1800, you?"

"..."

In an instant, the voices of the prospective Martial Artists below grew louder and louder, gradually drowning out the officer who was still reading names.

The officer's ears twitched, and he heard the discussions of the people below.

"Quiet."

Immediately, everyone fell silent.

"Luo Feng is not someone you can imagine; he is a true super genius. Yesterday, he killed over 1800 monsters in just half a day. It was only because the higher-ups gave instructions to end his assessment early that he stopped; otherwise, he would have killed even more.

2000, 3000 monsters were all possible.

Alright, let's pause this topic now."

Below.

Although everyone had stopped talking, the officer's words still echoed in their ears like a booming bell.

Especially for the arrogant Wan Dong, his face turned deathly pale instantly. Only now did he realize the gap between himself and Luo Feng.

While the other prospective Martial Artists were still standing below like nobodies, bitterly waiting for the assessment officer to decide their "fate," Luo Feng was currently sleeping in a luxury lounge prepared for him by the military.

He had killed over 1800 monsters yesterday and was truly a bit tired, so he didn't practice.

Returning in the middle of the night yesterday, he had taken a hot bath and changed into clean clothes.

He was sleeping soundly when.

[Ding: Congratulations on obtaining the title of official Martial Artist, reward 10 experience.]

[Ding: Congratulations on obtaining first place in this prospective Martial Artist assessment, reward 10 experience.]

Two notification sounds woke Luo Feng up.

Suddenly, 20 experience points were credited to his account.

This was equivalent to 2000 kilograms of punching power.

The system prompted that experience could not be stored and had to be used immediately.

Luo Feng rubbed his eyes and quickly became clear-headed.

He immediately opened the system panel.

[Luo Feng: Advanced Warrior. Spiritual Telekinetic: Intermediate War General (77/80 experience)]

[Blade Technique: Basic (69/100 experience)]

[Movement Technique: Micro-Level (221/500 experience)]

[Azure Dragon Bloodline Concentration: 0.07% (Evolvable)]

[Points: 182]

After a month of hard training, his Warrior level was only a little bit away from breaking through to an Initial War General.

His Blade Technique and Movement Technique had also made some progress.

Luo Feng thought about how, after becoming a Martial Artist, he would have to go outside to hunt monsters alone in the future.

In terms of level, Advanced Warrior was still a bit low.

So, without further thought, he added three points of experience directly to his level.

Instantly, Luo Feng felt a surge of power emerge from within his body, coursing through his limbs and bones.

It felt as if he were absorbing a massive amount of cosmic energy.

However, this sensation passed quickly, and Luo Feng could clearly feel that his physical fitness had grown significantly stronger once again.

He then added the remaining 17 points of experience to his Blade Technique.

His Blade Technique instantly rose to 86 points.

Suddenly, waves of insights regarding the use of the blade emerged in his mind, as if he had undergone thousands of life-and-death battles; those insights were etched directly into his brain.

He looked at the system panel.

[Luo Feng: Junior War General. Spiritual Telekinetic: Senior War General (0/160 experience)]

[Blade Technique: Basic (86/100 experience)]

[Movement Technique: Micro-Level (221/500 experience)]

[Azure Dragon Bloodline Concentration: 0.07% (Evolvable)]

[Points: 182]

Looking at his attributes, Luo Feng was very satisfied; an 18-year-old Senior War General Spiritual Telekinetic could already be considered a powerhouse in his own right.

I cannot add any more points for now; I must spend some time adapting to my current physical strength.

Just as Luo Feng stood up to adjust to his War General-level body.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

The door to the lounge rang.

Luo Feng walked over slowly and opened the door.

A burly man stood at the entrance.

Luo Feng had seen this person before; he was a high-ranking official of the Thunder Martial Arts Hall.

"Young friend Luo Feng, hello. My name is Wang Heng, a director at the Thunder General Headquarters."

The burly man smiled.

Luo Feng already knew the purpose of his visit, but since the visitor was a high-ranking official from the Thunder Martial Arts Hall, it would be unwise to offend him, so Luo Feng invited him into the room.

After entering, the two sat opposite each other.

"Mr. Wang, I wonder what business you have with me?"

Luo Feng spoke first.

"It is very simple."

The burly man smiled.

"I looked into your family background last night. You come from an ordinary family; your father is just a common renovation worker, and your mother is merely a sales clerk at a supermarket.

You lacked favorable conditions, yet you managed to reach this stage by the age of 18. It is truly remarkable."

Luo Feng smiled slightly, listening quietly to what he had to say next.

"I admire you greatly and believe you have a very bright future. I would like to formally invite you, Luo Feng, to join our Thunder Martial Arts Hall!"

The burly man looked at Luo Feng.

"I... I have already signed a contract with the Limit Martial Arts Hall."

Luo Feng shook his head and smiled.

The burly man shook his head dismissively.

"A contract? Since it is a contract, it can be breached! It is just a matter of paying the penalty fee.

No matter how high the penalty is, our Thunder Martial Arts Hall will pay it for you!"

"Furthermore, as long as you join, our contract will definitely be even better than the one from the Limit Martial Arts Hall. I will even arrange a special training contract for you at the global headquarters of our Thunder Martial Arts Hall!

With your talent, you have a great chance of receiving personal guidance from the legendary Thunder God himself."

The burly man tempted him.

The conditions Wang Heng proposed had reached the limit, and he looked at Luo Feng with great anticipation.

"My apologies. I am grateful that the Thunder Martial Arts Hall thinks so highly of me, but I have already joined the Limit Martial Arts Hall and have no intention of switching."

Luo Feng bowed slightly.

Wang Heng was stunned.

He refused?

"Are you sure you don't want to reconsider?"

The burly man widened his eyes and frowned.

"There is no need."

Luo Feng's tone was firm.

Wang Heng scrutinized Luo Feng carefully.

Faced with such temptation, this young man remained completely unmoved.

Wang Heng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, then waved his hand with a smile.

"Alright, I won't try to persuade you any further. If you ever change your mind, the doors of my Thunder Martial Arts Hall will always be open to you."

After saying this, Wang Heng left the room.

In truth, as far as Luo Feng was concerned, the Thunder Martial Arts Hall and the Limit Martial Arts Hall were essentially the same.

Especially after absorbing those memories, he knew that Thunder God and Hong actually had a very close relationship.

In the future, one would become his eldest brother, and the other his second brother.

It was just that Luo Feng had been training at the Limit Martial Arts Hall since he was sixteen, and the Limit Martial Arts Hall also valued him highly, so there was no need to jump from one to the other.