"Our Dojo of Limits has two top-tier training camps worldwide."
"One is the Basic Training Camp, and the other is the Elite Training Camp!"
"It's also known as the War God Preparatory Camp! It's recognized worldwide as the number one training camp!"
"Even the master of the dojo, Hong himself, occasionally goes there to teach and offer guidance!"
"The Elite Training Camp recruits an extremely limited number of students from around the world each year."
"Every one of them is a peerless genius, one in a hundred million."
"As long as they graduate successfully, they're almost guaranteed to become War God Level powerhouses! And not just any Wargods, but the elite among them!"
To give Luo Feng a clearer sense of how precious this spot was, Zhuge Tao added:
"Let me put it this way, Luo Feng."
"Our entire Jiangnan Base City has a population of two hundred million. Generally, on average..."
"It takes about five years for a genius qualified for selection to the Elite Training Camp to appear!"
"The last time someone from Jiangnan Base City was selected was six years ago."
The War God Preparatory Camp! The number one training camp in the world!
Even Hong, the world's strongest powerhouse, went there to teach!
Every word Zhuge Tao spoke struck Luo Feng's heart like a heavy hammer.
His grip on the communicator tightened unconsciously.
At this moment, Luo Feng was deeply excited.
But he did not let the sudden surprise go to his head.
What did the Elite Training Camp mean?
Faster growth, broader horizons, and stronger opponents.
But he had a teacher.
His teacher's vision was far beyond anything an Earthling could match.
Luo Feng needed to discuss it with his teacher, Lin Mo.
He could only answer after getting Lin Mo's approval.
On the other end of the call, Zhuge Tao seemed able to sense Luo Feng's silence and the surging emotions in his heart.
He waited patiently, without pressing him.
He knew this decision was too important for any young person.
A few seconds later, Luo Feng's steady voice came through, betraying little emotion.
"Supervisor Zhuge, thank you and the dojo for thinking so highly of me, and thank you for telling me about this."
"This is very important to me. Could I have a little time to think it over? I'll give you my answer later."
Zhuge Tao did not seem surprised and readily replied:
"Of course! This is a major choice that concerns your future path. You should consider it carefully."
"The spot will be held for you for a while, but don't take too long. I'll wait to hear from you."
"All right, thank you, Supervisor."
The call ended.
The room fell quiet again.
Luo Feng stood where he was, slowly lowering the hand holding his communicator.
The information echoed through his mind again and again.
He would be lying if he said he wasn't tempted. It was a shortcut to greater strength.
It was a hallowed hall that countless Earthling warriors dreamed of entering.
But he hadn't agreed immediately.
It wasn't hesitation. He needed to ask one person first.
Luo Feng slowly closed his eyes, sinking his consciousness into his sea of consciousness.
"Teacher."
Luo Feng called softly.
In his spiritual sea of consciousness, a towering, profound figure gradually emerged.
It was his teacher, Lin Mo.
"I'm here."
Lin Mo's voice was calm and unruffled, with a faint note of approval.
"I heard everything you said to that man just now."
Luo Feng said respectfully:
"Teacher, I wouldn't dare make a decision about the Elite Training Camp on my own. I've come to ask for your opinion."
Lin Mo nodded slightly, satisfaction showing in his eyes.
"Luo Feng, you did well."
"You didn't let that tremendous opportunity, which came out of nowhere, go to your head. You were still able to keep your wits about you."
"You remembered to ask for your teacher's opinion first. That's worthy of praise."
He paused, then continued:
"I also gained a general understanding of the Elite Training Camp you just heard about."
"Training camps like these, established for young geniuses, exist on every planet and in every civilization."
"Their core logic is usually the same: pour resources into nurturing the seeds."
"I can say with certainty that the training camp must be equipped with the most advanced cultivation equipment currently available on this planet."
"Moreover, to spur geniuses like you to strive with all your might,"
"Training camps like these usually establish a complete system of competition."
"For example, there might be rankings, or various precious resources awarded for meeting certain requirements."
Luo Feng listened attentively, his understanding growing clearer.
"At present, you have no better choice. You can go."
With his teacher's clear answer, the last trace of doubt in Luo Feng's heart vanished like smoke in thin air.
He opened his eyes, which were now filled with determination.
"I understand, Teacher."
Luo Feng walked out of the room and stood in the hallway on the second floor.
He picked up his phone and dialed Zhuge Tao's number without the slightest hesitation.
The call was answered almost instantly.
"Luo Feng? Have you made up your mind?"
Zhuge Tao's voice came through, tinged with anticipation.
"Supervisor Zhuge, I've made up my mind."
Luo Feng's voice was steady and firm.
"I'm willing to accept the spot and enter the Elite Training Camp."
There was a moment of silence on the other end, followed by Zhuge Tao's hearty laughter:
"Good! I knew you wouldn't disappoint us, kid!"
"Luo Feng, you've made an absolutely correct choice."
"The warrior's path ahead of you will be boundlessly vast!"
"I'll send the exact reporting time and related details to your phone first thing tomorrow morning. Get yourself ready."
"All right. Sorry for the trouble, Supervisor."
After ending the call, Luo Feng stood in the hallway and looked out the window.
He took a deep breath, slowly suppressing the complicated emotions churning in his heart.
He turned and walked down the stairs, one step at a time.
The conversation and laughter in the living room had long since died down. Gao Feng, Chen Gu, Wei Tie, and Wei Qing were sitting or standing.
Their eyes were all fixed on the foot of the stairs.
When Luo Feng reappeared,
They saw the determination that had yet to fully fade from his eyes.
And a barely perceptible trace of reluctance to part.
"Finished your call?"
Gao Feng was the first to speak. His voice was steady, but understanding lay deep in his eyes.
"Mm."
Luo Feng nodded in response.
Then his gaze slowly swept over each of his teammates' faces.
Luo Feng told his teammates everything about his conversation with Zhuge Tao.
Soon, after learning that Luo Feng was about to enter the Elite Training Camp, ranked first in the world,
Everyone in the Fire Hammer Squad was happy for Luo Feng from the bottom of their hearts.
That night, no one slept.
The members of the Fire Hammer Squad sat together, reminiscing about the perilous battles they had fought side by side.
They imagined Luo Feng cutting down all opposition after entering the Elite Training Camp.
Laughter rang out from time to time, easing the sorrow of parting.
Early the next morning, dawn had only just begun to break.
A thin mist still hung over the exit of the Supply Base, where few people were about.
Just then, the phone in Luo Feng's hand vibrated softly.
It was an encrypted email from Zhuge Tao.
Luo Feng opened it. The message was brief and formal.
It confirmed that he had been formally admitted to the Dojo of Limits' Elite Training Camp.
It also included detailed reporting instructions, a travel itinerary, and a student code of conduct he needed to read in advance.