Martial Artist Combat Assessment

"Future Warriors."

The screen mounted in the carriage switched to another man with a stern face. "Allow me to introduce myself. I am the deputy director of the Jiangnan Base City Security Bureau. My surname is Liu. In our Huaxia Country, the government and military are unquestionably the strongest forces! Join the government or the military, and you will receive the best support no matter where you are in Huaxia Country."

"Everyone." A moment later, another person appeared on the carriage screen. "I am the supervisor of the Thunder Dojo Headquarters in Jiangnan Base City. My surname is Wang. Our Thunder Dojo was founded by the invincible expert with the greatest speed in the world, Thunder God. We have branches all over the world..."

"Future Warriors, the previous three speakers have already made their introductions. I'm sure you all know which organization I represent without my having to say it-the Limitless Martial Hall!" The screen switched to yet another person. "My surname is Zhuge! The Limitless Martial Hall is the largest martial arts organization in the world, founded by the world's strongest expert! Our organization possesses the greatest strength in the world..."

The promotional speeches from the four factions set the Quasi-Martial Artists in the carriage buzzing with discussion.

Luo Yuan and Luo Feng remained relatively quiet, since they had already signed contracts with the Limitless Martial Hall. Yang Wu and the others had been trained by the Limitless Martial Hall in the first place, so naturally, they would join it as well.

"Yang, how many Quasi-Martial Artists do you think are on this train?" Luo Feng suddenly asked, looking around.

"A lot." Yang Wu pursed his lips. "I just heard some people saying there are two martial artist combat assessments every year. Each time, over a thousand Quasi-Martial Artists from across Jiangnan Base City come to take part."

"Over a thousand?" Luo Feng was shocked.

"Heh, there may be a lot of people, but how many will make it out alive, and how many will pass the martial artist combat assessment? Quite a few will probably end up as monster food and dung," Luo Yuan interjected. He remembered that so many Quasi-Martial Artists died in this assessment that trucks were needed to transport their bodies.

"Huh? Senior Luo Yuan, don't scare me like that!" Luo Yuan's words actually made Luo Feng a little nervous.

"Hahaha! Luo Feng, you're one of the best among these Quasi-Martial Artists. What are you afraid of?" Luo Yuan teased with a laugh.

"Ah, Luo Yuan is right. Ordinary Quasi-Martial Artists like me are the ones who really need to worry," Yang Wu said beside them, looking troubled.

"Yang, you always train so hard. You'll be fine in this assessment," Luo Feng encouraged him.

"I hope so." Yang Wu gave a bitter smile.

A short while later-

"All Quasi-Martial Artists, the train will soon arrive at the station. Please prepare to disembark." The announcement came over the carriage speakers as the train gradually slowed to a stop.

With a whoosh, the doors opened, and the Quasi-Martial Artists filed out of every carriage.

Soon, the great crowd of Quasi-Martial Artists entered an enormous military camp. The camp covered a vast area, and all kinds of heavy weaponry were particularly abundant along its perimeter, their muzzles aimed outward. Numerous soldiers held sophisticated weapons of various kinds.

Beyond the camp's security perimeter, monsters with bellies sunken from hunger let out roar after roar, yet none dared approach the camp.

"Screech-!"

At the piercing cry, almost all the Quasi-Martial Artists looked up at once. Hundreds of flying monsters swept across the clear blue sky in a dense flock.

Seeing so many monsters, Luo Yuan couldn't help realizing that the fallen territories would also be a good place to pick up attributes. They were simply too dangerous.

"Everyone-"

A booming voice reached every Quasi-Martial Artist's ears. "Welcome to the Jiangnan City North Military District. This time, the martial artist combat assessment for all 1,680 of you will be held here in our Northern Military Region. I hope most of you pass, and I also hope every one of you survives this combat assessment!"

That afternoon.

The 1,680 Quasi-Martial Artists stood in an open square. On the platform at the front stood senior officers of the Jiangnan City North Military District, along with several senior representatives of the Thunder Dojo and the Limitless Martial Hall.

"Next, all Quasi-Martial Artists whose names are called should come up to collect their Combat Suits and weapons..."

A full ten officers stood on the platform calling out the Quasi-Martial Artists' names. Those called went up to collect their Combat Suits and weapons.

"Luo Yuan."

"Luo Feng."

"Yang Wu."

"Here are your Combat Suit and boots, and the Blood Shadow Battle Blade you requested." An officer handed Luo Yuan a set of equipment. "This is your Communication Watch. It has positioning, communications, and other functions. And this is your Hexagonal Shield."

Luo Yuan found a spot to put on his equipment. He thought it looked rather ugly, but he didn't dwell on it. As for the Hexagonal Shield, he casually tossed it aside. He didn't need the thing, and it would only hamper his movements.

"Luo Yuan, Luo Feng." A call came from the distance. It was Wu Tong, the head instructor of the Limit Hall in Yangzhou.

Luo Yuan and Luo Feng hurried over.

"You two, come with me," Wu Tong said, leading the way.

Soon, they arrived on the second floor of a quiet little building. Several people were sitting together in the living room there. One of them was Zhuge Tao, one of the four leading figures of Jiangnan City's Limit Hall!

"Supervisor," Luo Yuan and Luo Feng greeted him in unison.

Zhuge Tao nodded and had them sit down.

"Zhuge, are these the two geniuses you mentioned? I don't think they're any better than ours from the Thunder Dojo." Sitting opposite Zhuge Tao was a burly man in a dark purple combat uniform. His voice seemed to echo within his chest.

"Our Thunder Dojo recruited two people ahead of time for this assessment. One has exceptional physical attributes, and the other is a firearms prodigy."

The burly man looked at the two young men beside him, and both immediately stood up.

"My name is Wan Dong," said a gloomy-looking young man with a purple birthmark on his face.

"My name is Ma Xiao." The other young man wore a smile and was exceptionally beautiful. Luo Yuan had initially mistaken him for a woman and only realized he was a man when he heard his voice. The discovery sent a shudder through him. He had nearly bent that way.

"Do you have the guts to compete? Let's see which of us can take first place in points in tonight's martial artist combat assessment!" A gleam appeared in the gloomy Wan Dong's eyes. He looked as eager as if he had spotted the most delicious food imaginable.

"Not interested," Luo Feng said, shaking his head.

Luo Yuan said nothing. He merely surveyed his surroundings with an indifferent air. Their attitudes made Wan Dong's eyes burn with anger, but he only sneered. The combat assessment would show who was truly better.

Watching this, Zhuge Tao merely took a leisurely sip of tea, his eyes full of amusement.

"All right, the martial artist combat assessment is about to begin. Off you go, youngsters," Zhuge Tao said calmly.

Luo Yuan and Luo Feng then headed back, feeling somewhat baffled. Luo Yuan couldn't help thinking that there seemed to be some friction between the Limitless Martial Hall and the Thunder Dojo. Their rivalry was quite fierce.

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