But before he could finish speaking, both he and Yang Hui suddenly froze—a sense of danger had inexplicably arisen in their hearts?!
For a War God-level neural reaction to detect danger, there was only one explanation!
That was!
Jiang Li's punch carried enough power to harm a War God?
Jiang Li clenched his right fist, his blood and qi suddenly surging, his mental energy erupting at that moment, and his demeanor shifted abruptly.
If Jiang Li had seemed like a gentle boy next door before, now he was a god of slaughter!
Faint dragon scales even appeared on his skin, which flushed crimson.
"Boom!"
His fist fell like a meteor striking the earth, a thunderclap exploding from flat ground.
The entire top-floor training hall shook instantly, and throughout the whole building, many staff members were jolted straight off their chairs.
"What happened? An earthquake?"
"No way? I didn't get any earthquake warning!"
"The shaking came from the top floor—could President Zhou and Special Envoy Yang be sparring?"
"Crazy, a War God sparring would tear the building apart!"
"Look, what's that?"
"Holy shit! The Punch Force Testing Machine?!"
"..."
The Punch Force Testing Machine Jiang Li struck was directly smashed, crashing through the Mixed Metal Wall and flying out, leaving a ten-square-meter hole behind.
The next moment.
Sunlight poured straight in.
(Chapter End)
Chapter 31: Annihilation Second Layer!
"How is this possible?"
"The main hall's Punch Force Testing Machine can withstand a Hundred-Ton Force!!!"
Not only were Zhuge Tao's eyes about to pop out, but even the two War Gods' expressions shifted repeatedly.
'Beep!' 'Beep!' 'Beep!'
At that moment, a set of numbers appeared on the display: '99999KG'!
"A Hundred-Ton Force!"
Even Yang Hui, a proper War God, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth: "Nearly a full-force strike from a Junior War God!"
"Special Envoy, you might want to take back what you just said!"
Zhou Zhengyong took two deep breaths and laughed heartily: "Close to an eightfold power burst—that would take at least the sixth layer of the Ninefold Thunder Blade..."
"Jiang Li has a good chance of passing the B-Level Trial!"
!!!
"Sixth layer?"
"How is that possible?"
Zhuge Tao's eyes widened, a flicker of panic flashing through them: "Jiang Li only bought the first three layers of the Ninefold Thunder Blade manual, and only the first layer of Annihilation!"
You see...
Whether from the Limit Martial Arts Hall, the Thunderbolt Martial Arts Hall, or other organizations, the copyrights for all manuals sold belong to their creators.
Buyers only have the right to learn. Anyone who leaks, privately passes on, or sells stolen copies will be hunted down jointly by the Limit Martial Arts Hall, the Thunderbolt Martial Arts Hall, the Underground Alliance, and the military. Even beings beyond War God level wouldn't dare do such a thing!
In other words.
Jiang Li only bought the first three layers of the Ninefold Thunder Blade manual. If he used the sixth layer, not only would he fail to receive training from the Limit Martial Arts Hall, but he would also be hunted by all parties.
Of course, this required solid evidence to prove.
"Let's set that aside for now..."
Yang Hui waved his hand, not bothering to explain further: "Zhuge, you'd better think about the repair costs for the training hall!"
"Special Envoy, weren't you the one who told him to go all out?"
Zhuge Tao's mouth twitched slightly.
This was a training hall made of Mixed A3 Metal, a material that could withstand a full-force strike from a high-level Warrior General. Repair costs would be at least a billion or more!
"Jiang Li, I underestimated you!"
When Jiang Li returned, Yang Hui didn't beat around the bush and apologized frankly: "I take back what I just said. Given your current state, passing the B-Level Trial won't be too difficult!"
"Special Envoy Yang flatters me!"
Jiang Li wasn't bothered by Yang Hui's words. Glancing at the hole in the wall, he said a little sheepishly, "That hole?"
"Jiang Li, these are minor issues. I'll handle them!"
Zhuge Tao laughed heartily, then handed Jiang Li a contract. "This is the Special Training Contract. Take a look first."
"Mm."
Jiang Li took the contract and scanned the terms. Same as before—straightforward, no jargon.
After signing all four copies, Yang Hui took a Jade Seal from his robe and stamped them. "Four copies—one for you, the other three need to go through the Guild's internal process."
"Also, the one billion Hanxia Currency mentioned in the contract will be arranged by Zhuge."
"Report directly to the Jiangnan Base City Military Region airport next March to meet me."
"Alright!"
Jiang Li took his leave of Yang Hui and the others, then rode back in the Limit Guild Hall's private car.
Yangzhou City, Mingyue Residential Area.
'Beep!'
The Limit Guild Hall's private car stopped right at the Guild entrance. Ling Ling was waiting there, eyes straining with anticipation, along with Wu Tong, Jiang Nian, and others waiting for Jiang Li's return.
The moment Jiang Li stepped out, Ling Ling threw herself at him, hugging him tightly, a ripple of emotion welling in her eyes. "Husband!"
"Wife!"
Jiang Li could feel Ling Ling's joy and longing. Holding her in his arms as if no one else was around, he gave her a gentle kiss.
"Haha, good to see you both back safe. Jiang Nian, let's go grab a proper drink."
Wu Tong, catching the hint, smiled and pulled Jiang Nian away.
Back home...
Jiang Li didn't immediately buy manuals or start training. For three straight days, he accompanied Ling Ling shopping, strolling, buying groceries, and cooking—living a leisurely, carefree life.
Evening came. Jiang Li had just brought groceries home.
"Brother Jiang, you free? The squad leaders are here."
Luo Feng called to ask.
"Alright, I'll head over soon."
After prepping the ingredients for Ling Ling, Jiang Li changed into casual clothes and went to the Limit Guild Hall.
In the small bar on the first floor of the Limit Guild Hall, Gao Feng, Zhang Ke, Chen Gu, the Wei Brothers, and Luo Feng were sitting together.
"Brother Jiang, over here!"
Seeing Jiang Li arrive, Wei Qing grinned. "I heard that a few days ago, the Jiangnan Guild Hall might have had a War God test—smashed their top-tier Punch Force Testing Machine to pieces..."
"Brother Jiang, that wasn't your handiwork, was it?"
Chen Gu, Zhang Ke, and the others craned their necks, eyes full of anticipation.
Their looks were like greedy wolves. Jiang Li feigned surprise. "You're not sent by Manager Zhuge to collect a debt from me, are you?"
"So it really was!"
Even though they'd guessed, hearing Jiang Li admit it, the rest of the Fire Hammer Squad couldn't hide their shock.
That was a War God's strike—Hundred-Ton Force. How terrifying was that?!
"Jiang Li."
After the shock, Gao Feng turned serious. "That day, after you left with the special envoy, our squad discussed it. Chen Gu, Zhang Ke, and the Wei Brothers all used the Gene Potion!"
"Oh?"
Jiang Li looked at Gao Feng, brow slightly furrowed. "Captain, if nothing unexpected happens, I'll be heading to the Training Camp next March."
He knew about the Gene Potion—it could boost a martial artist's physique in a very short time, but it was like forcing a seedling to grow. After using it, one's ceiling was basically locked.
"We all figured that out."
Chen Gu exchanged a glance with Zhang Ke and smiled. "Truth is, Zhang Ke and I aren't young anymore. Warrior General Level is about our limit."
"If it weren't for you, Jiang Li, we might have all died at the hands of the Fang Squad."
Zhang Ke shuddered at the memory. "Might as well boost our strength now, fight a few more times, earn enough money, and retire in glory!"
No one wasn't afraid of death.
But everyone carried burdens, and often there was no choice.
"The Gene Potion's effects take about a month to fully manifest, so I'm planning to head to the wilderness again before winter sets in."
Gao Feng looked at Jiang Li and Luo Feng. "Jiang Li, Luo Feng, what do you two think?"
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