War General Level

Wu Jiang looked at Xu Qing without saying a word, but his expression clearly said, "Go on. Let's see how much more you've got to say."

"Linlin, let's go. This uncle is a piece of rotten wood that can't be carved. Don't mind him. Spending time around people like this will make you stupid." Xu Qing pulled Qin Lin along.

Qin Lin smiled brightly but said nothing, letting herself be led away.

"Hey, hey, hey! You sure don't hold back, kid. What do you mean, 'rotten wood that can't be carved'? Do you even know what level of Warrior I am, talking like that?" Wu Jiang followed the two of them, refusing to leave.

He sensed that something was up. Why was Xu Qing trying to get rid of him? There had to be some secret.

In that case, he was determined to follow and find out.

"Uncle, can you please stop following us? Stalking is wrong. It's against the law." Xu Qing looked back and glared at him.

Wu Jiang kept his hands in his pockets and ignored Xu Qing completely, wearing an expression that said, "What are you going to do about it?"

Just like that, Wu Jiang followed Xu Qing and Qin Lin upstairs.

"Uncle, if you don't leave right now, I'm calling the police," Xu Qing threatened, looking at Wu Jiang, who was standing there.

"Go ahead. Be my guest. I'm one of the security staff here," Wu Jiang said with a grin.

At that, Xu Qing glared at him in frustration.

"Hahaha! You look like a puffed-up frog. Qin Lin, your little boyfriend really is kind of adorable," Wu Jiang laughed.

The more time he spent around Xu Qing, the more amusing he found him.

"All right, Xiao Qing. Let's test your strength. And don't hide your abilities," Qin Lin said with a smile.

"Got it." Xu Qing glared at Wu Jiang, then walked over to the punching target.

Wu Jiang caught the words "don't hide your abilities." "Qin Lin, what do you mean by telling him not to hide his abilities?"

"Elder Brother Wu, just watch and you'll see." Qin Lin smiled but didn't explain.

Wu Jiang looked toward Xu Qing. He wanted to see what was going on for himself.

The next moment, Xu Qing took up a stance, clenched his fist, and slammed it into the punching target.

"His form is still as unprofessional as ever," Wu Jiang thought.

But after the target shook a few times, a number appeared on the display: 9666 kg.

"Huh? 9666 kg! Am I seeing this right? That's already Junior War General level!" Wu Jiang's eyes widened in disbelief.

The last time, Xu Qing had barely hit nine hundred kilograms. Only half a year had passed, yet his strength had increased tenfold. Even if he'd eaten miraculous pills for all three meals a day, he shouldn't have improved that fast.

Wait! Qin Lin had just told him not to hide his abilities. Could it be...

"Kid, you hid your strength during the Quasi-Warrior Assessment!" Wu Jiang stared hard at Xu Qing, his eyes as wide as a bull's.

In an instant, the odd feeling he'd had back then came rushing back to him, and everything suddenly made sense.

There was only one truth: Xu Qing had been holding back!

"Uncle, what are you talking about? I don't understand." Xu Qing looked away and played dumb.

"Heh." Wu Jiang was nearly laughing from sheer exasperation. This kid had actually fooled him, making a complete plaything of him.

Nearby, Qin Lin didn't look quite so amused as she stared at the number.

Strength above 8000 kg meant that Xu Qing's physical fitness had reached Junior War General level.

Combined with his astonishing speed and neural reaction speed, Xu Qing could be considered invincible among Junior War Generals.

That meant Qin Lin had no choice but to report his existence to the higher-ups at the Limit General Hall.

"Tsk, kid, you're impressive. You even fooled me. If Qin Lin hadn't brought you here, were you planning to keep hiding your strength forever?" Wu Jiang marveled.

An eighteen-year-old Junior War General—he was undoubtedly a genius. As long as he joined the Limit Martial Arts Hall, he could enter the Basic Training Camp.

The Limit Martial Arts Hall gathered all kinds of geniuses and trained them. The Basic Training Camp was where they did it.

Above the Basic Training Camp was the Elite Training Camp.

The Elite Training Camp trained the most exceptional geniuses—the monsters among geniuses. Every one of them had the potential to become a War God.

That was why the Elite Training Camp was also known as the War God Preparatory Camp.

"Who said I was hiding my strength? I wasn't, okay? I just trained hard, then—whoosh—I got stronger. What's wrong with that?" Xu Qing pouted, refusing to admit it.

Wu Jiang was amused. "All right, all right. You really are stubborn."

After a pause, he said, "Come on, let's test your speed and neural reaction speed too."

Now that Wu Jiang had seen what a genius Xu Qing was, his favorable impression of him shot up.

The results came back quickly: his speed was 108 meters per second, and his neural reaction test result was Intermediate War General level, excellent.

Gasp!

"Intermediate War General level, excellent!" Wu Jiang sucked in a sharp breath when he saw the neural reaction test result.

Few even among Intermediate War Generals could achieve a score like that.

Compared with strength and speed, neural reaction speed was the hardest to improve, as it was affected by too many factors.

He hadn't expected Xu Qing's neural reaction speed to be so high. He was practically a monster.

Little did he know that Xu Qing had still been deliberately holding back.

"What a monster. With results like these, he could even enter the Elite Training Camp," Wu Jiang said, utterly stunned.

"Uncle, shocked by how amazing I am?" Xu Qing chuckled.

Wu Jiang nodded seriously. "Amazing doesn't even begin to cover it. You're absolutely a monster."

After speaking, he turned to Qin Lin, his expression grave. "Qin Lin, I have to report this to the President. You're also a member of our Limit General Hall, so I'm sure you understand why."

It had been one thing when Xu Qing was holding back and nobody noticed. Now that he'd stopped hiding his abilities and revealed his monstrous talent, they had to take him seriously.

"I understand, Elder Brother Wu. That's part of why I brought Xiao Qing here today." Qin Lin took a deep breath.

Hearing her, Wu Jiang felt relieved.

He knew Qin Lin must have spent a long time preparing herself before bringing Xu Qing here.

Otherwise, she could have simply not brought Xu Qing here and had his level reassessed somewhere else.

With Qin Lin's agreement, Wu Jiang immediately dialed a number.

"Hello, Wu Jiang. What is it?" a steady male voice answered.

Wu Jiang spoke solemnly. "President, there's an eighteen-year-old Junior War General here. More importantly, his neural reaction test result is Intermediate War General level, excellent."

After saying that, he fell silent.

"Where are you now? I'll come over right away," the voice replied a few seconds later.

"The training hall on the eighth floor," Wu Jiang answered.

With a beep, the call ended. The President was on his way.

"When the President gets here, be careful, kid," Wu Jiang reminded Xu Qing.

"Don't worry. I'll just keep quiet and let Linlin answer for me." Xu Qing knew that important people could be eccentric, and it wouldn't be good if he said the wrong thing.

"Haha, it's not that bad. The President is pretty friendly. Just answer his questions honestly," Wu Jiang said with a laugh.