Jiang Fang's Shock

Outside the Elite Training Camp, a deep blue disc-shaped fighter jet slowly descended.

The cabin door opened, and Wei Wen stepped out with Chen Yuan and Luo Hai, the gates of the training camp looming right before them.

Standing at the entrance was a young woman, roughly thirty years of age, dressed in a purple training suit. Her gaze was sharp, and her entire demeanor felt like a drawn blade.

The woman in purple saw the three of them, turned her head slightly, and her piercing gaze swept over them like a blade's edge, locking onto Chen Yuan.

The woman's gaze carried a sense of substantial pressure, accompanied by a biting coldness like the glint of a sword; had it been an ordinary person, they would likely have been drenched in cold sweat from a single look.

Yet, Chen Yuan's expression remained unchanged as he stood quietly beside Wei Wen, allowing the woman in purple to size him up.

Chen Yuan could sense that the woman before him was a Planetary Level powerhouse and likely an instructor at the training camp, as Wei Wen was clearly affected by her oppressive gaze, yet he remained unmoved.

So, is this a test? Chen Yuan speculated inwardly, though he felt no fear; his own consciousness was also at the Planetary Level, and the opponent's mental pressure felt like a gentle breeze against his face, carrying not a shred of weight.

Seeing that Chen Yuan remained completely unperturbed, the woman in purple withdrew her gaze and a faint smile touched the corners of her mouth: "A promising seedling."

"Jiang Fang, I didn't lie to you, did I? Tell me, isn't this kid a genius?" Wei Wen grinned at "Jiang Fang" and patted Chen Yuan on the shoulder.

"As it stands, his consciousness and temperament are quite good; he is sufficiently calm." Jiang Fang nodded slightly, then shifted the tone of the conversation, "However, those are secondary. What the training camp values are his other aspects, such as his Force Exertion Level, mastery of techniques, and his progress with secret manuals."

"According to the data you submitted, 3x Force Exertion and mastery of Wind Artistic Conception—he is indeed excellent." Jiang Fang frowned slightly at this point, a question lingering in her mind: "But regarding the secret manuals he practices, why did you only list a C-grade Spirit Wind Sword Art?"

"Because I don't actually know what secret manual Chen Yuan practices." Wei Wen shrugged, "Why don't you ask him yourself?"

Hearing Wei Wen's words, Jiang Fang turned her gaze to Chen Yuan: "Student Chen Yuan, do you have anything to add regarding your secret manual training?"

As Jiang Fang's words fell, Wei Wen and Luo Hai, standing to the side, also turned their eyes toward Chen Yuan. To be honest, they were both quite curious about what Chen Yuan was practicing.

"I have indeed only practiced the Spirit Wind Sword Art." Chen Yuan replied with a calm, composed smile, "It is just that ever since I grasped the power of Artistic Conception, I have optimized this sword art, and the resulting technique is what I call the 'Gale Sword Art'."

He paused for a moment before continuing: "As for the power of the Gale Sword Art, I believe it can rival an 'Ultimate' secret manual."

"Rival an Ultimate manual?" Jiang Fang frowned, feeling that Chen Yuan was being a bit arrogant. "Do you know what an Ultimate secret manual signifies, to dare claim your sword art compares to one?"

"As far as I know, the two Ultimate secret manuals currently in the world, World Destroyer and Thunder Blade, both possess a Force Exertion exceeding 10x." Chen Yuan spoke with facts, "And my Gale Sword Art has an upper limit of 5x Force Exertion."

5x Force Exertion was certainly not weak; Jiang Fang felt that if the other party wasn't lying, this sword art would at least deserve an "SS" grade rating.

But to be ranked as Ultimate and rival World Destroyer and Thunder Blade? Jiang Fang could only say that the young man was being too presumptuous.

Then, she heard Chen Yuan continue: "...And, once the Gale Sword Art is mastered, it can increase my movement speed and attack speed by another fold on top of my current base."

"You said it increases it by a fold!" Jiang Fang's eyes widened, her expression one of astonishment. "You aren't lying to me?"

"That is correct." Chen Yuan nodded and gave an example, "Assuming my current running speed is 1,000 meters per second, with the enhancement of the Gale Sword Art, it can be directly boosted to 2,000 meters per second."

After Chen Yuan finished speaking, the three people present fell into silence.

Luo Hai couldn't help but speak up: "Chen Yuan, you're saying such a powerful secret manual was created by you?"

"Perhaps I am just naturally gifted." Chen Yuan smiled, "You have already witnessed my speed, haven't you?"

Luo Hai nodded and said to the others: "I can testify that when Chen Yuan sparred with me in the Virtual Space, his peak speed exceeded 900 meters per second."

"You must be Luo Hai. Very well, I believe you." Jiang Fang nodded at Luo Hai, then looked at Chen Yuan, her expression softening. "If the power of your sword art is truly as you say, then a rating of Ultimate is well-deserved."

As she spoke, Jiang Fang stepped forward and extended her hand to Chen Yuan: "Hello, I am Jiang Fang, an instructor at the training camp."

Chen Yuan naturally knew of Jiang Fang; in the original story, she had been Luo Feng's instructor at the training camp, though he hadn't expected her to still be here.

"Hello, Instructor Jiang." Chen Yuan reached out to shake Jiang Fang's hand and said politely: "So, once I enter the training camp, will I be under your tutelage?"

Jiang Fang nodded: "Both you and Luo Hai come from Jiangnan Base City, so you naturally belong to the 'Jiangnan Pavilion', and I am the instructor for the Jiangnan Pavilion."

"Right, before you officially join the training camp, you still need to pass a small trial." Jiang Fang mentioned this, seemingly recalling something, and looked toward Luo Hai: "Luo Hai, you entered via a special quota, so you don't need to participate."

"Hey, it's just the Trial Tower, I know." Luo Hai waved his hand dismissively, "I've already reached the fifth floor of that thing; I got bored of it long ago."

"The fifth floor!" Jiang Fang's pupils constricted slightly; she herself had only reached the fourth floor to this day. She then gave a wry smile, "As expected of Luo Feng's child; with your strength, do you even need to come to the training camp?"

"My family said I shouldn't shut myself away to build a cart, that I need to come out and interact more with geniuses from all over." Luo Hai grinned, revealing a set of white teeth. "Actually, they were right. If I hadn't come out, I wouldn't have known there was a genius as formidable as Chen Yuan on Earth."

"Oh?" Hearing Luo Hai's tone, he seemed to hold Chen Yuan in extremely high regard, which piqued Jiang Fang's curiosity. She smiled at Chen Yuan and said: "Since Luo Hai says so, then this instructor will wait to see what kind of results you achieve in the Trial Tower."

Just then, Wei Wen suddenly let out a "pfft" of laughter, drawing Jiang Fang's attention. She frowned slightly: "Wei Wen, what are you laughing at?"

"Nothing, nothing, pfft... don't mind me." Wei Wen covered his mouth while waving his hand.

Chen Yuan naturally knew what Wei Wen was laughing at. He stepped forward and said: "Instructor, if it's the Trial Tower, I already tested it yesterday using the Consciousness Sensor that Luo Hai gave me."

"Is that so? No wonder you were laughing so happily, Wei Wen—you wanted to see me make a fool of myself, didn't you?" Jiang Fang shot Wei Wen a glare, then looked at Chen Yuan with anticipation. "Judging by Wei Wen's expression, your Trial Tower score shouldn't be low. Did you reach the third floor?"

Chen Yuan stated the truth: "The score is 4.8."

"What, 4.8! Are you sure it isn't 3.8?" Jiang Fang was full of shock, barely able to maintain her composed demeanor as an instructor.

"Yes, Instructor. You should be able to check my Trial Tower level through the system now," Chen Yuan said.

"Wait a moment..." Jiang Fang immediately checked via the Communication Watch on her wrist. A moment later, she looked up at Chen Yuan, her face filled with shock: "It actually is 4.8!"