Elite Training Camp

Wang Ji kept up his daily training. In his spare time, he went shopping and enjoyed good food with Wang Yan and Xia Ning. Life was relaxed and carefree.

He occasionally visited Roland Culture Group, too. Calling it a group was a bit of a stretch; it was really only a small holding company. It owned 10% of Zhongdian Webnovel Group and a publishing house, and it was also involved in webnovel IP development and scriptwriting. That was why the group's parent company had been established: to manage those three lines of business.

Luo Xinlan had a younger sister who was paralyzed. That, along with the high-end medical contacts Gao Qiang could reach, was why Luo Xinlan had been forced to submit to him. Wang Ji had helped her get in touch with the medical department of Limit Martial Hall, and things were going fairly well. Luo Xinlan was also doing her best to help Wang Ji manage the company.

"Wang Ji, hurry to the 36th floor! Someone from Martial Hall headquarters is coming to evaluate you!" Wang Ji was training in Room A083 when a staff member hurried over to tell him.

"Martial Hall headquarters? An evaluation?" Wang Ji perked up. "Did Supervisor Zhuge's application get a response? Is it for the Elite Training Camp?"

When Wang Ji arrived upstairs, Zhuge Tao was talking with a burly man. Only after Wang Ji entered did Zhuge Tao introduce him. "This is Wang Ji, a talented student from our Jiangnan Base City. It took him just over a month to master the second layer of 36-Fold Waves, reaching a Force Amplitude of 2!"

Then he introduced the man to Wang Ji. "Wang Ji, this is Teacher Jin Tong from the Elite Training Camp at Martial Hall headquarters. Teacher Jin is an Intermediate War God, and he's here to evaluate you!"

So it really was the Elite Training Camp. Wang Ji was thrilled.

Although Wang Ji had the advantage of his dungeons, he still had to find them first. Only by seeing a broader world and gaining greater authority and status could he hope to reach places that had once been beyond his reach—and discover more dungeon spaces.

Otherwise, with nothing but Jiangnan Base City and the Wilderness Zone on his route, the odds of finding a new dungeon probably wouldn't be very high.

Besides, the Elite Training Camp was well worth attending. It had plenty of resources and talented people, and it would help him grow faster.

Since he had to find dungeons on his own, he couldn't afford to shut himself away and train in isolation.

After testing his basic punching power and speed, among other things, the Elite Training Camp teacher said, "You really do have a Force Amplitude of 2. Your footwork is good, too. With your Spiritual Force assisting you, you've even reached the perfect level. You've passed my evaluation. As long as you pass the Elite Training Camp's B-rank assessment, you can join."

"Does he still need to pass the B-rank assessment?" Zhuge Tao asked.

"Wang Ji's Force Amplitude is a little weak, after all. It's only 2. Without the bonus points for his young age and short training time, getting into the Elite Training Camp would be even harder," Jin Tong said.

Wang Ji nodded. "No problem! I'm willing to give it a try, Teacher."

"Good. Get ready. We'll leave early the day after tomorrow," Jin Tong said.

At the Elite Training Camp, in Wang Ji's villa at Jiangnan Pavilion, he had settled in. He'd barely scraped through the B-rank test, passing just before time ran out. If he'd been able to use his Spiritual Force in the Trial Tower, his perfect footwork would have made things easier. Unfortunately, Spiritual Force couldn't be used there, so passing the B-rank assessment had been grueling.

Still, he'd made it. Wang Ji had become a new student at the Elite Training Camp.

After sharing a meal with Shi Jiang and Zhao Ruo, two senior students from Jiangnan Pavilion, Wang Ji had begun to settle into the Elite Training Camp. A Middle-level War God named Rong Yuan had become his mentor. Though Teacher Rong was only a Middle-level War God, his swordsmanship was at the Artistic Conception Level, a realm rarely attained even among High-level War Gods. That was why he could teach at the Elite Training Camp despite being only a Middle-level War God.

The Elite Training Camp didn't rely solely on one-on-one mentorship. It also held large classes, with several dozen students at a time.

At ten in the morning, a Force Amplitude class was being held on the third floor of the Comprehensive Training Building. Many students at the camp had signed up, including Shi Jiang and Zhao Ruo.

"Lately, 36-Fold Waves has been all the rage," Shi Jiang said. "I heard it was just unearthed from a ruin. The higher-ups and students at our camp are all studying it. A lot of people are saying that the way we used to think about Force Amplitude on Earth was wrong—that we'd gone down the wrong path. So lately, both the higher-ups and our training camp have been holding lots of courses on 36-Fold Waves."

Only then did Wang Ji understand what the class was about.

After the teacher's brief introduction, the class moved on to discussion and questions. This was nothing like a school classroom. The students didn't sit in neat rows; they gathered in groups of three or five on the wooden floor, asking questions, debating, and even sparring whenever they pleased. Shi Jiang, Zhao Ruo, Wang Ji, and two other students from Huaxia sat together.

"Teacher, what's the highest layer anyone's reached with 36-Fold Waves?" a white Western student asked.

"From what's been made public, Inspector Ford of Thunderbolt Martial Hall is the furthest along. He's mastered the fifth layer. And among our students, Shi Jiang, you're close to mastering the fourth layer, aren't you? A Force Amplitude of 3.8?"

Shi Jiang nodded.

Zhao Ruo stared at him. "Senior, you're that impressive, and you've been keeping it under wraps!"

Shi Jiang smiled. "I haven't been keeping it under wraps. My Force Amplitude was already close to 3.6. When I started learning this new manual, it felt like the same principles, so I managed to take it further."

"Then, Shi Jiang, tell everyone how you generate force," the teacher said. "Since everyone came to this class, I assume they've all bought 36-Fold Waves and are studying it. Sharing ideas will help everyone improve faster."

Shi Jiang didn't get up to go to the front. Sitting cross-legged, he said, "I generate force by stacking one wave on top of another, like this..." He casually threw a punch, and a bang rang out. "Find the core of your body's power. Every bit of force starts from that core. That's one wave..."

Crack!

"That's two waves..."

Thud!

"Like this: before the first wave of force reaches your fist, the second catches up with it, and they erupt together..."

"That's not right!" Wang Ji suddenly said.

"Hm?" Shi Jiang and Zhao Ruo both froze. Wang Ji had seemed modest and polite over the past few days. Why was he suddenly contradicting Shi Jiang? And as far as they knew, Wang Ji's Force Amplitude was only 2. What gave him the nerve to challenge Shi Jiang, who had a Force Amplitude of 3.8?

"Who is he?" some of the students asked.

"He's a new student who just joined the training camp."

"What an arrogant new student! Does he still think he's a genius in some Base City or some other martial hall? He's probably the weakest one here." Murmurs spread through the room.