This Kind of Genius-Damn It, the Limit Martial Arts Hall Snatched Him Up!

"Psychic?"

Chapter 14: This Kind of Genius—Damn It, the Limit Martial Arts Hall Snatched Him Up!

"One punch blew up a Tiger Mastiff Dog's head?"

"Three pieces of rubble shot through the air and killed a Tiger Mastiff Dog instantly?"

"What kind of monster is this?!"

The officer watched the footage switch back, his face full of shock. He immediately pressed the communication button in front of him. "Lock onto the white-clad Quasi-Martial Artist at camera 18!"

"Get me his records right away!"

"What is it, Iron Monkey? You interested too?"

The burly man beside him looked at his good friend from the Northern Military Region with a teasing smile. "But you've got no chance."

"Old Wang..."

The officer known as Iron Monkey froze, then looked at Old Wang in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"His name's Jiang Li. Damn it, the Limit Martial Arts Hall already took him!"

The burly man was none other than Old Wang from the Thunderbolt Martial Arts Hall. He looked thoroughly disgruntled. "Even Inspector Lei personally came to recruit him and got turned down. Who'd have thought the kid was a Psychic too!"

"If Zhuge Tao finds out, he'll be laughing like a pig!"

"No way!"

The more Old Wang spoke, the angrier he got. He slammed the table. "I've got to report this to the higher-ups again and try to snatch him away!"

"Iron Monkey, aren't we brothers who'd die for each other?"

"What are you planning?!"

Iron Monkey glared at him. "I can't help you do anything illegal!"

"Illegal? Keep this video under wraps for now. Don't let anyone from the Limit Martial Arts Hall see it, especially that Zhuge Tao!"

After saying that, Old Wang immediately called the Thunderbolt Martial Arts Hall's senior leadership.

Thunderbolt Martial Arts Hall Headquarters.

"Hm? Little Wang from the Jiangnan Guild Hall?"

Lei Meng's calm voice sounded.

Under normal circumstances, the Jiangnan Guild Hall wouldn't contact him, an Inspector, directly. The only explanation was that something major had happened!

"Inspector Lei, here's the situation. I discovered that Jiang Li isn't just a Warrior General Level fighter—he's also a Psychic!"

Old Wang spoke in an urgent tone.

"Got it. You don't need to concern yourself with it."

With that,

Lei Meng ended the call.

"What?"

Old Wang stared at the disconnected call in bewilderment. He thought it over carefully. He'd made himself perfectly clear!

Warrior General Level, and a Psychic too!

A monster like that, and he didn't need to concern himself with it?

But how could he know that after Jiang Li had said, "Ling Ling asked me to join the Limit Martial Arts Hall," Lei Meng had already realized the Thunderbolt Martial Arts Hall had no chance.

The night passed.

Dawn was just breaking. Iron Monkey of the Northern Military Region had watched camera 18 all night and had barely slept.

After killing five Tiger Mastiff Dogs, Jiang Li had simply gone to train near the entrance to the town. With his psychic power spread around him, he had no fear of a monster sneaking up on him.

"Woo-woo... Woo-woo!"

Just then, a long horn sounded.

At the same time, a deep voice rang throughout the town. "Time's up! All Quasi-Martial Artists, gather at the town entrance immediately!"

"It's over."

Jiang Li stretched and strolled out of a collapsed building toward the town entrance.

One by one, the Quasi-Martial Artists gathered there. Almost everyone had bloodstains on them, whether from monsters or from their own injuries.

Some of them had to be helped out by others.

"Jiang Li? Mm, four left ears from monsters. Not bad. Next!"

Jiang Li was the first to step forward. The officer in charge of checking the results saw that the white clothes he wore were completely clean and nodded slightly.

"Lu Fei, four left ears from monsters, minor injury to the left arm. Not bad either!"

Before long, Lu Fei came out too. When he saw Jiang Li, he hurried over. "Brother Jiang, I killed four monsters. How about you? Forty or fifty?"

"Same as you."

Jiang Li shrugged. "Four. I should pass."

"What?"

Lu Fei looked unconvinced and was about to say more when—

"Look, it's Luo Feng!"

"That Luo Feng the Limit Martial Arts Hall recruited ahead of time. I wonder how many monsters he killed!"

"There are only three people who were recruited early this time. The top three on the points board are probably all them."

"Hmph. Good physical fitness doesn't mean you're good in a real fight!"

"Exactly. For all we know, he saw blood and fainted!"

"..."

In an instant, a large number of warriors turned their attention to Luo Feng, who had just arrived at the entrance.

"Thirty-six left ears from monsters, and no injuries. You've killed the most monsters so far."

The statistics officer's words sent a wave of shock through the crowd!

"I killed the most?"

Luo Feng was taken aback. He'd killed fewer because he wanted to hone his blade techniques and footwork.

"Madman, over here!" Lu Fei called to Luo Feng from farther away.

"Brother Lu! Brother Jiang!"

Luo Feng hurried over. "How many monsters did you kill?"

At that,

Lu Fei grinned. "Madman, you might not believe this, but Brother Jiang and I killed the same number. Four! Impressive, right?!"

Jiang Li: "..."

Luo Feng: "..."

Technically, he wasn't wrong.

Luo Feng looked at Jiang Li, who was spotless from head to toe. "Brother Jiang probably didn't go hunting, right? That makes sense. With your strength, killing more wouldn't mean anything."

"Luo Feng!"

Just then, a bearded officer walked over with a smile. "Come with me. An old friend of mine wants to meet you..."

"Me?"

Luo Feng looked puzzled. It would have made more sense if they wanted to see Jiang Li.

Him?

That was unexpected.

Thunderbolt Martial Arts Hall Headquarters.

Inside a large audiovisual room.

"Iceberg."

Lei Meng contacted the Limit Martial Arts Hall and asked, "How long do you expect the Hall Master to be away with the First Elder at the ancient ruins this time?"

"I don't know."

On the screen, Iceberg answered expressionlessly. "The Hall Master has shut down all means of communication. This ancient ruin doesn't seem simple. It'll probably be a while before he comes out."

"Even the First Elder shut down all means of communication?"

A trace of helplessness crossed Lei Meng's face. "Looks like we can only wait."

For powerhouses like Hong and Thunder God, a single period of secluded cultivation could last several years. Exploring ancient ruins was the same: sometimes they were gone for two or three months; sometimes they didn't return for a year or more.

Meanwhile,

after completing his registration, Jiang Li didn't stay in the Northern Military Region. He took the train straight back to Yangzhou City.

"Honey!"

As soon as Jiang Li got off the train, he saw Ling Ling staring expectantly at the station exit.

"Honey!"