Swallowed Star: I Am the Remnant Soul of an Immortal King, Taking Luo Feng as My Disciple
Chapter 41

A Roundtable Meeting: Hong Decides to Meet Luo Feng Himself!

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On the grassland, he could feel it clearly.

His original physical abilities had actually fallen sharply!

Not only that, when he tried to draw on the Spiritual Force in his sea of consciousness,

he found that it seemed to have been completely sealed off by an invisible wall of sighs.

It was utterly empty; not the slightest trace of Spiritual Force could emerge from his body.

"Don't panic. This is normal."

In his sea of consciousness, Lin Mo's calm voice sounded at just the right moment, clearing up Luo Feng's confusion.

"This Trial Tower tests a martial artist's combat skills, awareness, and exertion level."

"To ensure absolute fairness, there are usually strict restrictions."

"Every martial artist who enters here should be given an identical body."

"As for your Spiritual Force, it should also have been restricted by the Trial Tower."

Hearing this, Luo Feng understood and nodded heavily.

So that was it!

Everyone was on the same starting line, competing to see whose blade techniques were fiercer,

who had more combat experience, and whose exertion was more terrifying.

Rumble!

Just then, the once-peaceful grassland suddenly began to tremble violently.

Luo Feng snapped his head up and looked ahead.

A dark, surging tide suddenly appeared at the edge of the horizon.

Amid deafening hoofbeats and heavy panting,

over a hundred enormous Mangniu with scarlet eyes

charged madly toward him like heavy tanks, with the force of mountains crashing down and seas overturning!

Facing this terrifying herd, which could trample an ordinary martial artist into a pulp in an instant,

Luo Feng showed not a trace of fear. Instead, his fighting spirit blazed fiercely.

He slowly drew the Blood Shadow Battle Blade from his back, its dark red edge reflecting a cold gleam in the sunlight.

"Let the slaughter begin!"

Luo Feng let out a low shout.

The next instant, his figure shot forward like an arrow from a bowstring.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, becoming a streak of lightning as he charged headlong at the hundred-plus stampeding Mangniu!

While Luo Feng was slaughtering his way through the first floor of the Trial Tower,

inside a small virtual space,

there was a large, futuristic conference hall.

The floor of the hall was pure silver, and the walls were silver too.

Even the huge round table in the center was silver, gleaming with a cold metallic luster!

At the center of the hall, six chairs were arranged around the round table.

And now, those six chairs, which represented the highest authority of the Dojo of Limits,

were all occupied.

Judging by their faces, four of them were Chinese, one was white, and one was Black.

Seated at the head of the table, Hong slowly folded his hands on the silver tabletop.

His face was stern, and his eyes were as deep as an abyss.

His deep, resonant voice slowly sounded through the spacious hall.

"The reason I've called you all here today is an acquaintance."

Hong's voice was not loud, but it carried an irresistible authority.

"You've all heard of this person before, and even paid attention to him."

As Hong spoke, he tapped the control panel on the silver round table.

A holographic screen immediately appeared above the center of the table.

A young man's photograph and detailed information appeared clearly on the screen.

It was Luo Feng!

Looking at Luo Feng's face on the screen,

one of the white Inspectors frowned slightly, a flicker of confusion passing through his eyes.

"Luo Feng? That genius from Jiangnan Base City?"

He looked at Hong and asked in puzzlement:

"Dojo master, could it be that this Luo Feng, just like before,

suddenly came down with a strange illness, lost his strength, and became an ordinary person again?"

Hong shook his head slightly, an extremely rare ripple of emotion flashing through his deep eyes.

The next instant, he tapped the control panel again,

displaying the top-secret information just urgently reported by the Elite Training Camp directly to the five people present.

The information on the screen instantly refreshed, and a line of scarlet text leaped out, dazzlingly conspicuous.

Trainee Luo Feng, Punch Force Exertion Level test result: 12.8!

The moment they saw the number clearly,

five sharp intakes of breath sounded in succession throughout the hall.

"Impossible! That's absolutely impossible!"

A Black Inspector shook his head sharply and said loudly to Hong:

"Dojo master, I believe there must be a serious malfunction with the Training Camp's machine!"

"An exertion level of 12.8 times? Forget a newcomer who just enrolled-

even you, dojo master, or Thunder God, could never produce such an outrageous result!"

Hearing this, Hong fell silent for a moment.

His own feelings were equally complicated.

As the strongest person on Earth, he knew better than anyone how difficult it was to raise one's exertion level.

But he knew even better

what a vast cosmic civilization was recorded

in the fragments of information he had obtained from the Ancient Civilization Ruins.

"There are people beyond people, and heavens beyond heaven."

Hong spoke slowly, a trace of awe and emotion in his voice.

"Earth is too small. The universe is vast beyond measure, filled with countless wonders we cannot comprehend."

"Before the vast universe, anything is possible."

Hearing Hong's words, the five Inspectors looked at one another, even more shaken.

Did the dojo master mean that the result could be real?

"But, dojo master!"

A Chinese Inspector spoke up urgently.

"Even if this result is real, we absolutely can't use this figure to calculate his Black Dragon Ranking points right now!"

He pointed at the information on the screen and quickly laid out his reasoning.

"Look, this month, his base points from hunting monsters in the Wilderness Zone alone have already pushed him into the top ten of the Black Dragon Ranking!"

"If we calculate it using an exertion level of 12.8,

he's attempting the Trial Tower right now, and even if he can only make it to the second floor,

his Combat Power Amplitude will instantly soar to more than twenty times!"

"Multiply his base points by a Combat Power Amplitude of more than twenty,

and he'll crush everyone else by an absolutely terrifying margin and take first place on the Black Dragon Ranking!"

"A newcomer who's been enrolled for less than two months, shooting straight to the top of the points ranking!"

"What will the veteran trainees who've trained painstakingly for three or four years at the Training Camp think?"

"What will the HR Alliance, the Thunder Dojo, and the other powers think of our Dojo of Limits?"

"They'll definitely think there's a huge flaw in our testing system,

that we're manipulating things behind the scenes to push a newcomer to the top!"

Silence fell over the conference hall once more.

The Inspector's concern went straight to the heart of the matter.

The wind would surely break the tree that stood tallest in the forest.

If Luo Feng's results were really made public, the shock waves would spread across the globe.

Hong listened quietly to the end, then slowly unfolded his hands.

His fingertips tapped twice on the silver tabletop.

"Your concern isn't without reason."

Hong stood up, and an invisible air of dominance instantly filled the entire hall.

"Forget it. This matter is too big, after all. We could discuss it for ages and still struggle to reach a conclusion."

"I'd better go to the Training Camp myself and meet that youngster called Luo Feng."

When he finished speaking, the other five Inspectors exchanged glances.

They all nodded respectfully.

"Yes, dojo master!"

With a flash of light, all six figures vanished from the black chairs at once.

The meeting concerning Luo Feng came to an end.

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