Eighth Floor, Nine-Story Martial Arts Training Hall.
Shi Jiang had just finished testing his punching strength.
"My raw physical strength is 71,356 kilograms," he muttered as he looked at the numbers on the screen. "With my 3.5× force technique, I can unleash nearly 250,000 kilograms of power… only a few thousand short of a high-level God of War."
His expression grew solemn.
The minimum punching standard for a junior God of War was 64,000 kilograms. He had already surpassed that long ago.
With his 3.5× force amplification, his full punch was brushing against the lower threshold of a high-level God of War.
In the elite training camp:
Force amplification 1–2: Elementary2–4: Intermediate4–8: Advanced8–16: Excellent16+: Superior
Shi Jiang's Trial Tower level was 3.2, and his force technique was 3.5×, giving him a total combat amplification of 11.2—squarely in the Excellent tier.
That was precisely why his Black Dragon List ranking had remained firmly within the top five.
"Ding."
The elevator doors slid open.
Shi Jiang glanced over casually—then froze.
Jiang Yan stepped out.
Half an hour earlier, Jiang Yan had casually told him that his marksmanship had already reached perfection.
At the time, Shi Jiang had almost questioned reality itself—and he still hadn't recovered.
"Jiang Yan," Shi Jiang said slowly, forcing himself to breathe evenly, "what you said earlier… you weren't lying to me, were you?"
"Brother Shi Jiang," Jiang Yan replied calmly as he walked over, "what would I gain from lying to you?"
Shi Jiang stood rooted to the spot.
The waves he had just calmed surged violently again.
"How exactly did you train?" he couldn't help asking.
"You train, and then you break through," Jiang Yan said lightly. "Is there any other way?"
He glanced at the numbers on the fist-strength tester and smiled faintly.
"Your punch is already at quasi high-level God of War level."
"Barely," Shi Jiang sighed.
He stared at Jiang Yan for a long moment, then asked, "You're here to test your strength and speed too, right?"
"Mm."
Shi Jiang stepped aside without hesitation, yielding the machine.
He wanted to see for himself how far Jiang Yan's physical fitness had advanced in just one month.
Jiang Yan walked up to the tester.
Under Shi Jiang's focused gaze, he casually threw a punch.
Bang!
A dull thud echoed.
The screen lit up:
65,280 kg
"Hm… about 65,000 kilograms," Shi Jiang thought. "That looks like pure physical strength. If so, his force level should be around 1.4… a bit low."
After all, he remembered clearly—during last month's entry test, Jiang Yan's punching strength had only been around 45,000 kilograms.
Before the thought could fully settle—
Jiang Yan raised his fist again.
This time, he struck with unmistakable intent.
BOOM!
The sound was deeper, heavier. The tester itself trembled.
Shi Jiang's pupils constricted as he snapped his gaze to the screen.
274,186 kg
"…What?!"
Shi Jiang went completely still.
That number had already exceeded the minimum requirement for a high-level God of War—256,000 kilograms.
Jiang Yan looked at the result, thoroughly satisfied.
With his newly advanced junior God of War physique, combined with his force technique, body techniques, and perfected marksmanship—
His true combat power had unquestionably reached mid-level God of War territory.
And even among them, he wouldn't be weak.
"Jiang Yan…" Shi Jiang stared at him in disbelief. "Your force technique… did it exceed 4×?"
Only now did he fully understand.
That first punch had been pure physical strength, without any amplification.
Shi Jiang's mind exploded.
He had spent three full years in the elite training camp and was still stuck at 3.5× force.
Yet Jiang Yan—before officially entering the camp—had already surpassed 4×.
And this was less than two months after Jiang Yan's entry test.
In two months, his raw strength had increased by over 20,000 kilograms.
What kind of monster was this?
"I was lucky," Jiang Yan said casually. "I've reached 4.2× force."
Then he walked toward the speed-testing area.
The results came out quickly.
Without force technique: 346 m/sWith force applied to his legs: 532 m/s
Shi Jiang fell silent.
A true demon had arrived in the elite training camp.
Compared to Jiang Yan, even the top ten on the Black Dragon List looked dim.
"A monster who'll charge into the top five of the Black Dragon List in his first month…"
Shi Jiang laughed bitterly inside.
But soon, that bitterness turned into excitement.
If Jiang Yan truly rose that fast, the chaos among the world's major factions would be unimaginable.
And he was certain of one thing—
It wouldn't be long before the number one position on the Black Dragon List would belong to Jiang Yan, a Chinese warrior, for a very long time.
That thought made Shi Jiang feel exhilarated.
Among the six major factions of the elite training camp, competition was fierce.
The current Black Dragon List leader—Renates of the EU faction—had long irritated him.
Not just him.
Even Chu Qiang, ranked second, felt the same.
"Jiang Yan," Shi Jiang suddenly said, his eyes burning. "Do you have time right now?"
"Oh?" Jiang Yan raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"
"Are you interested in going to the challenge room on the ninth floor… and having a fight with me?"
Shi Jiang's voice was steady, but his excitement was obvious.
In the challenge room, both fighters' physical attributes were equalized.
Victory depended solely on technique, experience, and combat instinct.
If Jiang Yan agreed, Shi Jiang could directly measure his true combat power.
"A fight in the challenge room?" Jiang Yan's interest was instantly piqued.
A place where one could fight without restraint, polish techniques, and face a true genius—
Opportunities like that weren't always available.
Shi Jiang nodded. "I'll cover your entry fee."
The challenge room wasn't free.
Two forms of wagers were allowed:
Black Dragon List points, orMoney—with a minimum bet of 1 billion per person.
"I'll take the minimum," Shi Jiang added calmly.
Jiang Yan didn't hesitate for even a second.
"Alright," he said with a faint smile. "No problem."
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