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Afterwards, Yang Hui told Xu Qing and the other two about the time they would be departing for headquarters.

We've set the date for the 28th of this month, and will meet at the airport at 2 PM.

Xu Qing and his family only have about twenty days left to spend at home. After that, they can only go home during the Chinese New Year period, in January and February each year.

"Luo Feng, you should talk to your future brother-in-law sometime. It might be very helpful for you to pass the B-level test," Yang Hui suggested.

In his opinion, it would be difficult for Luo Feng to pass the B-level test and enter the Elite Training Camp.

However, if he can make improvements during this period, his chances of passing will be much higher.

That's why Yang Hui said that; after all, given their past relationship, Xu Qing would definitely be happy to help.

"Okay, I understand," Luo Feng nodded.

"What? You want to practice with me, my prospective brother-in-law? Sure," Xu Qing readily agreed.

Helping Luo Feng is helping your future brother-in-law, and helping your future brother-in-law is helping Xu Xin.

"Haha, Luo Feng, you're incredibly lucky! Hurry up and seize the opportunity," Yang Hui laughed.

Luo Feng wasn't one to hesitate. "Xu Qing, then I'll leave it to you."

"OK, let's see how far you've come, brother-in-law," Xu Qing nodded.

Upon hearing the title "prospective brother-in-law," Luo Feng shook his head and chuckled, wondering how long it would take to remove the word "prospective."

But no matter how long it takes, he will definitely do it, and it won't be long.

In the spacious training room, Xu Qing and Luo Feng stood there, each holding a War Blade.

Outside the venue, Yang Hui and others stood there.

They were very interested in the sparring match between the two geniuses, especially Xu Qing, as everyone was very curious about his strength.

"Brother-in-law, you're also practicing the Nine-Fold Thunder Blade, right? What level have you reached?" Xu Qing asked, brandishing his War Blade.

"Triple," Luo Feng replied.

"The third level, huh? That's the same as my girlfriend's. She also practices the Nine-Fold Thunder Blade. I've watched it a few times and learned a little bit. I have some understanding of this sword technique. I shouldn't be considered to have stolen it, right? Oh well, whatever. Come on," Xu Qing said.

Yang Hui and the others standing nearby had very interesting expressions when they heard this. You think you can learn something just by watching someone else practice? Why don't they believe it?

If you could learn it just by watching someone else do it a few times, what would be the point of having a secret manual?

Sizzle!

Suddenly, Xu Qing raised his War Blade and slashed it down forward, making a sound like the air being torn apart.

Luo Feng's expression hardened slightly; he immediately sensed the sharp aura emanating from Xu Qing.

Without a doubt, what Xu Qing said must be true.

"This..." Yang Hui and the others' expressions changed slightly.

"I'm here!" Luo Feng no longer hesitated. Holding his War Blade, he propelled himself forward and charged towards Xu Qing, slashing at Xu Qing's face with a clean and decisive blow.

He killed so many monsters that his swordsmanship became much more refined, at least not too flashy and impractical.

Clang!

The sound of metal clashing rang out, and Luo Feng's knife was deflected—yes, it was deflected.

Yang Hui and the others, who were not far away, could see it clearly: Xu Qing simply flicked his wrist and neutralized Luo Feng's attack, making it seem very casual.

But it was this casualness that made even Intermediate War God like Yang Hui change his expression and become extremely solemn.

"His weakness was hit in one fell swoop—was it a coincidence? No, it couldn't be a coincidence," a thought stirred within him.

Undeterred by his failed first attack, Luo Feng continued his assault with increasing speed, his blade flashing through the air, reflecting a chilling light.

However, no matter how Luo Feng attacked, his attacks were always cleverly neutralized by Xu Qing.

Luo Feng felt extremely uncomfortable. Every attack he made seemed to have Xu Qing found his weakness, posing no threat whatsoever.

Their levels of understanding are simply not on the same level.

"Haaah!" Xu Qing seemingly casually swung his War Blade, yet he managed to block all of Luo Feng's attacks.

Moreover, he seemed somewhat absent-minded and distracted, as if he was about to go fishing at any moment.

"So strong, really so strong," Luo Feng thought in shock. Only when facing Xu Qing did he realize just how terrifying the other party was.

It's like a bottomless abyss.

However, this only fueled Luo Feng's fighting spirit. Since he knew his attacks were ineffective, why should he still be so determined to win? Why not seize the opportunity to practice his swordsmanship?

Such a good sparring partner is impossible to find normally.

Luo Feng immediately changed his mind and began practicing the Nine-Fold Thunder Blade on Xu Qing.

"Good idea, lad," Yang Hui thought to himself, giving a silent compliment.

If Luo Feng insists on winning, he will definitely end up in a dead end because his level of understanding is too far behind.

In terms of physical fitness, Luo Feng is no worse than Xu Qing, and may even be stronger.

However, the level of one's cultivation determines the extent to which Warrior can unleash their full potential.

Therefore, Xu Qing could directly enter the Elite Training Camp of the Limit Martial Arts Hall's Global Headquarters without any tests, because his level was high enough.

This is precisely where Luo Feng falls short of Xu Qing.

Improving physical fitness is something that can be seen and touched, but improving one's realm of understanding is something that cannot be seen or touched; it depends entirely on one's talent.

"That's amazing!" Heng Xia exclaimed in amazement as she watched Xu Qing and Luo Feng sparring.

Xu Qing, in particular, seemed so nonchalant, yet he perfectly countered all of Luo Feng's attacks.

It's like a grandmaster playing with his disciple.

"Heng Xia, these are prodigies. Although you are also a genius, you are still far behind them. When you get to the Basic Training Camp, you must push yourself and learn from them. Only in this way can you become strong," Zhuge Tao said earnestly.

"Yes, I will," Heng Xia nodded emphatically.

At this moment, Luo Feng had already unleashed the third level of the Nine-Fold Thunder Blade, slashing towards Xu Qing.

The third level of the Nine-Fold Thunder Blade, once unleashed, will unleash nearly three times the power.

Xu Qing was completely unfazed by the attack, still looking as if he might fall asleep at any moment.

However, his battle War Blade reacted swiftly, meeting the attack head-on.

Clang!

Blades clashed, sparks flew, two identical forces collided, then dissipated, returning to stillness.

Luo Feng was shocked; Xu Qing had actually used the same power to neutralize the third layer of his Nine-Fold Thunder Blade from the front.

This is something no ordinary person can do; it requires absolute control over power and extremely keen eyesight to see through everything about the opponent.

Xu Qing has achieved this, which shows that he already possesses these qualities.

"What incredible talent! It's hard to imagine that Xu Xin would have such a younger brother," Luo Feng exclaimed.