Devouring the Starry Sky: Heaven-Defying Comprehension, Joining the Chat Group

The day of the practical assessment arrived. Aside from training, Jiang Li spent most of his time with Ling Ling.

"Honey, when you're home, take some time to pack things up..."

Jiang Li blinked, his face full of confidence as he said, "When I get back, we're moving to Mingyue Residential Area."

The next day.

After Jiang Li arrived at the Limit Martial Arts Hall, a martial artist led them off, including Luo Feng, Bai Yang, and more than thirty other prospective martial artists.

"Greetings, prospective martial artists, future warriors. I come from the HR Alliance!"

After everyone boarded the train, a screen in the carriage began broadcasting live: "I'm sure you've all heard of the HR Alliance! We are the most powerful group in the world, the wealthiest group... Welcome to join us."

"Brother Jiang, Madman, you know about the HR Alliance, right?"

Bai Yang, Luo Feng, and Jiang Li were all from Yi'an District, and the three of them ended up in the same row.

"I know."

Luo Feng smiled in response, and Jiang Li gave a slight nod.

The core of the HR Alliance consisted of nine major families. These families possessed high-level War God-ranked cultivators, and their family wealth was extremely vast. On Earth, they formed a superpower second only to the Limit Martial Arts Hall, the Thunderbolt Martial Arts Hall, and the five great nations.

To absorb fresh blood, they recruited a large number of new martial artists every year.

The HR Alliance's recruitment advertisement played for a full fifteen minutes.

After it ended, it switched to the next faction.

"Brother Zhang, which side do you think is better to join? I think the HR Alliance is pretty good!"

"What use is money? If you become a martial artist, you've got to join the strongest hall!"

"The Thunderbolt Martial Arts Hall isn't bad either; their benefits are a bit better than the Limit Martial Arts Hall!"

"What's the point of just thinking about it? Worry about it after you become a martial artist!"

"..."

The prospective martial artists participating in the practical assessment chattered excitedly.

"Brother Jiang, did you know that Madman has already joined the Limit Martial Arts Hall?"

Lu Fei asked in a low voice: "Once I pass the practical assessment, I'll join the Limit Martial Arts Hall too. Brother Jiang, what about you? Any plans?"

"The martial arts halls are the freest, with fewer restrictions."

"Within the Hanxia Kingdom, the military is the strongest, but the rules are also more numerous."

"The HR Alliance's influence spans many countries, especially in the Europa Region, where its power is greatest."

Lu Fei explained patiently.

"Let's think about it after passing the assessment."

Jiang Li smiled calmly, then noticed Luo Feng looking at him with a somewhat surprised expression, but he didn't ask.

He understood in his heart—Luo Feng had probably awakened as a spiritualist and noticed something unusual about him.

Just then, the train's broadcast sounded.

"Prospective martial artists, the train is about to enter the station. Please prepare to disembark!"

As the train pulled into the station, a vast crowd of prospective martial artists streamed from the station toward a large military camp. At a glance, there were at least over a thousand people.

The camp covered an extremely wide area, and its perimeter was lined with heavy thermal weapons. Cannon muzzles pointed outward toward a vast, boundless wilderness. From time to time, the roars of monsters drifted into the camp.

"Caw!"

With a sharp cry, the prospective martial artists almost all looked up at once. In the clear blue sky, over a dozen terrifying birds of prey flashed past.

Their speed far surpassed that of martial artists!

"The books say that once you leave the base city, monsters are everywhere..."

Luo Feng's eyes lit up, revealing an eagerness to try: "It's true!"

"This is the real face of this world."

Wherever Jiang Li's gaze fell, dozens of hideous monsters were devouring the corpses of other monsters. The scene was bloody and horrifying.

The strong preyed on the weak, everywhere.

"Everyone!"

At that moment, a loud voice reached the ears of every prospective martial artist: "Welcome to the Northern Military Region of Jiangnan City..."

"This time, 1,386 of you are participating in the martial artist practical assessment..."

"I hope you all pass the assessment, and I hope every single one of you makes it through this trial alive!"

Standing on the front plaza were the high-ranking officers of the Northern Military Region, as well as some high-ranking members of the Limit Martial Arts Hall and the Thunderbolt Martial Arts Hall.

Just as the military strongman's words fell, a figure streaked across the distant sky like a bolt of lightning, shooting toward the Northern Military Region from far away.

"That person dares to fly in the wilderness zone?"

"A War God! It must be a War God-level expert!"

"Such terrifying speed—he crossed the vast sky in the blink of an eye!"

"Could this practical assessment actually attract a War God? Is there some genius among us?"

"Did you hear? Over in Yangzhou, there's an eighteen-year-old prodigy who's already been recruited early by the Limit Martial Arts Hall!"

"I heard that too. An eighteen-year-old martial artist—maybe he'll become another War God in the future!"

"..."

On the plaza, the arrival of the War God set all the prospective martial artists buzzing with discussion.

The news that Luo Feng had been recruited early by the Limit Martial Arts Hall spread like wildfire through the circle of prospective martial artists, from one to ten, ten to a hundred.

In past years, similar cases had occurred—some gifted martial artists were recruited by the two major halls before even taking the practical assessment. Everyone understood that these people had boundless futures ahead of them.

This year, there were only three.

"Crazy, who do you think this War God came for?" Lu Fei asked, brimming with curiosity, craning his neck toward the platform. "Could it be you?"

Hearing this.

Luo Feng turned his gaze to Jiang Li. "Should be for Brother Jiang, right?"

Jiang Li's expression remained calm, a faint smile on his lips. "Maybe he's just passing through."

"Luo Feng!"

As the three chatted idly, Wu Tong's shout came from a distance.

"Uncle Wu."

"Chief Instructor."

Luo Feng had joined the Limit Martial Arts Hall early, thanks in no small part to Wu Tong, so his address carried a familiar warmth.

"Jiang Li, you're just in time..."

Wu Tong spoke hurriedly, leaving a helpless-looking Lu Fei behind. "You two, come with me—the director wants to see you!"

Director?!

Hearing that title, the surrounding prospective martial artists all showed expressions of shock.

In the entire Jiangnan City, only three people could be called 'director' by the guild hall's chief instructor!

"I know Luo Feng—he's the gifted martial artist recruited early by the Limit Martial Arts Hall!"

"The other one looks a bit older than Luo Feng. Jiang Li? Never heard of him!"

"Probably the descendant of some big shot!"

"Lu Fei, you're from the Yi'an District too—what's so special about this Jiang Li?"

Some prospective martial artists recognized Lu Fei and crowded around, asking curiously.

Hearing this.

Lu Fei raised an eyebrow, brimming with pride. "You're asking me what's so special about Brother Jiang?"

"Does punching a strength-testing machine to pieces count?"

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(Chapter ends)

Chapter 12: The Two Major Halls' Recruitment

Punching a strength-testing machine to pieces?

Hearing Lu Fei's words, every prospective martial artist present was stunned—that was already warrior-level strength!

A warrior-level coming for a prospective martial artist assessment?

Seeing Lu Fei's smug expression, everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity!

And at that moment.

Jiang Li and Luo Feng followed Wu Tong to the second floor of a quiet little building.

In the living room on that floor, several people had gathered, including the War God who had just torn through the sky.

"Director!"

Luo Feng was the first to recognize one of them—it was Zhuge Tao, who had recruited him early into the Limit Martial Arts Hall, and also one of the three major directors of the Jiangnan Guild Hall.

"Mm, Luo Feng, you and Wu Tong sit over there... Hm?"

Zhuge Tao, clad in a dark combat suit, spoke calmly. But when his gaze swept over Jiang Li, his expression suddenly shifted. "You're Jiang Li? You've improved quite fast!"

He knew that a month ago, Jiang Li was already at warrior-level. Now, he appeared to be a high-level warrior, brushing against the threshold of the warlord level.

A twenty-year-old warlord—on a global scale, that was already as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.