President

Two minutes later, a tall, broad-shouldered man appeared.

At the sight of him, Wu Jiang and Qin Lin immediately saluted. "President."

This was the president of the Limit General Hall in Jiangnan Base City, a powerful War God Level expert named Zhou Yongzheng, whose nickname was Iron Hand.

Xu Qing curiously sized up the expert. He could sense a powerful cosmic energy emanating from him.

"Qin Lin, it's been a long time since we last saw each other, hasn't it? Back then, your parents... Never mind, let's not bring up such sad things. Come by the hall more often when you have time. You're not lacking in talent, so don't waste it." Zhou Yongzheng looked at Qin Lin with a hint of warmth in his eyes.

"I will." Qin Lin smiled faintly.

Zhou Yongzheng nodded, then looked at Xu Qing beside her and smiled. "So you're the little fellow who became a Junior War General at eighteen."

Xu Qing met his gaze and nodded.

"President, this is Xu Qing. He's Qin Lin's boyfriend," Wu Jiang added.

"Oh, Qin Lin's boyfriend? Ha ha, good for you, Qin Lin." Zhou Yongzheng laughed, finding it rather amusing.

Qin Lin was one of his juniors, the orphan of a comrade-in-arms. Naturally, he hoped she could find happiness.

He just hadn't expected her to find such an outstanding young boyfriend. He was a little young, but for a Warrior, that didn't matter at all.

"Tell me about it," Zhou Yongzheng said, looking at Wu Jiang and Qin Lin.

He didn't question Xu Qing directly. Instead, he wanted to hear the details from Wu Jiang and Qin Lin first.

"President, you have no idea how slippery this kid is. Remember when Supervisor Bai asked me to conduct a Quasi-Warrior Assessment for someone from the Xu Family? It was him. And guess what? He'd been hiding his true abilities and fooled me..."

Wu Jiang immediately launched into a complaint, recounting Xu Qing's performance during the Quasi-Warrior Assessment.

Clearly, the incident still rankled him.

He was a dignified Intermediate War General, yet he'd been fooled by a young kid. Who wouldn't be mad?

Hearing Wu Jiang recount what had happened during Xu Qing's assessment, Zhou Yongzheng looked astonished, while Qin Lin laughed until she could hardly stop.

Just from Wu Jiang's description, they could picture the scene.

There was no doubt about it: Xu Qing really had fooled Wu Jiang.

"I didn't fool you. I didn't, and that's that. If you can, show me some proof," Xu Qing said, glaring at him and refusing to admit it.

Wu Jiang glared right back. "You want proof? Should I pull up the recording from that day and see whether you were lying?"

The two of them glared at each other as if competing to see who could open his eyes wider. It was quite funny.

"Qin Lin, why don't you tell me?" Zhou Yongzheng said cheerfully, gesturing to her.

"I only discovered Xiao Qing's true strength a few days ago. He asked me to guide him in practicing the Guidance Technique. As soon as we started, I realized that he'd never practiced it before..."

"What? He'd never practiced before? Then how did he become a Warrior?" Wu Jiang exclaimed in shock.

If Xu Qing had only started practicing the Guidance Technique a few days ago, where had his strength come from?

Now even Zhou Yongzheng was taken aback. He'd never heard of anything like this.

"Becoming a Warrior isn't that hard," Xu Qing muttered under his breath.

At his muttered remark, Wu Jiang's face twitched. Did he have any idea how few new Warriors Jiangnan Base City produced each year? Precious few.

And those who became Warriors before the age of twenty were rarer still.

Qin Lin continued, "I wanted to test Xiao Qing's level, but... I couldn't catch him. He was able to dodge every one of my attacks perfectly."

"How's that possible? You're an Intermediate War General," Wu Jiang blurted out.

"That's what happened. It's because Xiao Qing knows how to use force amplification, and I suspect his amplification level is very high." Qin Lin looked at Xu Qing. "Xiao Qing, what's your amplification level?"

"Probably sixfold. No, fivefold... fourfold... probably threefold. No, twofold. It's twofold." As he spoke, Xu Qing watched Zhou Yongzheng and Wu Jiang's expressions and kept lowering the number.

"You little brat, how many times is it really?" Wu Jiang was so exasperated he almost laughed. How could he joke about something like this?

He was practically dying to know the actual number.

Zhou Yongzheng stared intently at Xu Qing, waves of shock surging through him. Sixfold force amplification—what kind of monster was this?

Even with the top-tier manual, the Nine-Fold Thunder Blade, mastered to its highest level, one could only reach sevenfold force amplification. Sevenfold was already the highest in the world.

Yet Xu Qing claimed his force amplification was sixfold. It was enough to make anyone's eyes pop out.

"Xiao Qing, be serious. How many times is it?" Qin Lin suppressed her shock and asked gently.

"My comfortable range is anything up to fivefold. If I reach sixfold, I might get hurt," Xu Qing said slowly, fidgeting with his fingers.

In truth, he still wasn't being completely honest. He felt his force amplification could reach eightfold at its limit, but Xu Xin had taught him to always keep something in reserve.

Besides, even sixfold put too much strain on his body, let alone sevenfold or eightfold. Even if he could manage it, he'd surely injure himself in the process. He'd only be able to do it safely once his physical strength improved further.

As long as his body grew strong enough, he could continue breaking through to higher levels of force amplification.

"Damn, you're a freak," Wu Jiang swore outright.

Zhou Yongzheng was so shocked he didn't know what to say. He was a dignified War God who had seen all kinds of grand spectacles. Even the arrival of Hong, the world's strongest expert, wouldn't have made him this nervous.

"Xiao Qing, could you demonstrate it? Just fivefold force amplification," Qin Lin asked softly.

"Sure." Xu Qing nodded and went over to the punching bag.

In the next moment, the three of them sensed a change in the aura around Xu Qing. It was elusive, like a cloud, yet a gentle breeze seemed to gather around him.

Bang!

In an instant, Xu Qing threw a punch, striking the punching bag. It shook violently several times.

The numbers on the display raced upward before finally stopping at 48,330 kg.

At the sight of the number, Wu Jiang's eyes nearly bulged out of his head. Five times 9,666 was 48,330—not one kilogram more or less.

"That good enough?" Xu Qing asked, looking at them.

"Monster." Wu Jiang didn't know what else to say. It was the only word that described how he felt.

"Xiao Qing, does your hand hurt?" Qin Lin took his hand and examined it.

Xu Qing grinned. "Didn't I tell you? Fivefold is my comfortable range. I won't hurt myself, and it doesn't hurt at all."

"That's good." Qin Lin saw that his hand wasn't even red and relaxed.

"Xu Qing, on behalf of the Limit General Hall in Jiangnan Base City, I invite you to join the Limit Martial Arts Hall." Zhou Yongzheng could no longer contain himself and formally extended an invitation to Xu Qing.

An eighteen-year-old Junior War General was already outstanding. He hadn't expected Xu Qing to have such a high force amplification level, too. He was truly a peerless talent—a peerless talent indeed.

Even calling him a prodigy wasn't enough. A monster—that was it. He was a monster!

Even their Master of the Dojo, Hong, the founder of the Limit Martial Arts Hall, would probably be shocked if he were here.