As he said this, Wei Wen felt a little strange. He never imagined that one day he would be able to speak such encouraging words to his own benefactor, the famous City Lord Luo.
Of course, Luo Feng didn't see it that way. He took Wei Wen's words as genuine encouragement, and a determined look flashed across his face.
"Alright, Wei Wen, something just occurred to me. Let's spar a bit." It seemed Luo Feng had been mulling over Wei Wen's earlier advice, his eyes lighting up with inspiration.
"Let's begin," Wei Wen replied casually.
Luo Feng threw another punch, which Wei Wen easily evaded once more.
However, Luo Feng was a spiritual master, possessing mental power. After this attack failed, his spiritual energy could generate an additional burst of force mid-action.
Luo Feng's mental power acted upon the watch on his wrist, abruptly creating a new source of power. It was precisely this sudden thrust that allowed his fist to shift laterally by five centimeters!
[Your friend Luo Feng is practicing the mutated movement technique. Your comprehension of movement techniques continues to improve.]
"Huh?" Wei Wen suddenly felt as if he had been struck by Luo Feng's punch.
But based on his micro-level prediction of movement techniques, Luo Feng's fist shouldn't have reached him.
However, Wei Wen was also a spiritual master. Seeing Luo Feng's maneuver, he had a sudden realization.
'So that's it. Even if he makes a mistake, he can still rely on mental power to readjust! Moreover, this evasion method is no less effective than conventional techniques—it's even more unpredictable!'
"Looks like I need to get serious."
Wei Wen no longer kept his hands in his pockets. He began to carefully respond to Luo Feng's attacks, countering, blocking, and dodging as their sparring resumed in earnest.
Luo Feng focused his spirit, rapidly calculating Wei Wen's assaults in his mind. He moved like an agile cat, constantly dodging and attacking—advancing, retreating, shifting left and right.
For a time, the two seemed evenly matched, both displaying combat prowess at the quasi-warrior level.
But Luo Feng hadn't truly reached the micro level. Sometimes, his calculated reactions weren't timely enough, leaving him open to being struck.
"By relying on my mental power, I can execute exquisite dodges and attacks with minimal movement. But miscalculations still happen," Luo Feng sighed inwardly.
A warrior's physical fitness could be improved through training, but movement techniques required accumulated experience and comprehension of their subtleties. It wasn't a given that superior physical strength would translate to superior movement techniques.
Luo Feng hadn't truly entered the micro level; he was relying on his mental power to simulate it. In contrast, Wei Wen had genuinely achieved it.
After their exchange, Luo Feng felt mentally and physically drained. After all, the constant calculations and use of mental power had placed a significant strain on his consciousness.
"His talent and comprehension are terrifying!" Wei Wen took a deep breath.
Through their battle, he realized that Luo Feng had grasped the essence of the micro level in this short time and was already able to digest and apply it flexibly. At the very least, Wei Wen could see that Luo Feng had made significant progress in this session.
Especially in controlling the newfound power of spiritual energy, his refinement had improved markedly. When it came to the precise control of mental power, Wei Wen was clearly inferior to Luo Feng.
Sparring with Luo Feng, Wei Wen felt the pressure emanating from this genius.
'He truly lives up to being a prodigy who can break through to the micro level and even perfect movement techniques within a few months. His comprehension far surpasses mine.'
Fortunately, Wei Wen had his system, allowing him to catch up and excel.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The two were engaged in an intense match, the sounds of their clash echoing throughout the martial club hall.
"Who's in there?"
Jiang Nian, who had just stepped out of the martial club hall, walked straight to the fourth floor and asked Uncle Li, who was guarding the door.
"Wei Wen and Luo Feng. They've been sparring inside for over an hour," Uncle Li replied with a smile.
"Luo Feng can spar with Wei Wen?" Jiang Nian's eyes instantly lit up.
It seemed the unexpected surprises at the Yi'an District schools weren't limited to Wei Wen—Luo Feng was another one. If not for a whim today, he would have missed this.
Excited, Jiang Nian walked up to the fourth-floor training hall and stood at the entrance, observing Wei Wen and Luo Feng as they exchanged moves and tested each other's skills.
Although the techniques they used were clearly basic moves at a glance, they carried novel variations. They seemed infused with vitality in their agility, appearing unpredictable yet flowing seamlessly.
"Could he have reached the micro level?" Jiang Nian's eyes sparkled with realization.
His guess wasn't wrong. Although Luo Feng hadn't truly attained the micro level, by relying on his mental power, he had achieved a mutated micro level.
"Instructor."
Luo Feng, who was facing the door, stopped when he noticed Jiang Nian standing there. Wei Wen also ended their session.
"Luo Feng, you can spar with Wei Wen. It seems you've made great progress. Have you cultivated your genetic energy and micro-level movement techniques?" Jiang Nian asked eagerly.
"I haven't mastered micro-level movement techniques, but I have cultivated my genetic energy," Luo Feng replied without concealment.
Luo Feng believed it was beneficial to appropriately reveal some of his talents.
"Come, come! Let's go to the punching power tester. Show me how much punching strength you have now," Jiang Nian said, his eyes gleaming.
Soon, Luo Feng's assessment results were in—
Punching strength: 3,333 kg!
Speed: 59 m/s!
Nerve response test: Intermediate Warrior Level — Excellent; Advanced Warrior Level — Pass!
"Wei Wen, practice on your own for now. I'm taking Luo Feng to the headquarters as well," Jiang Nian said, glancing at Wei Wen, who stood to the side.
"Luo Feng's future is what matters. Don't worry about me," Wei Wen replied lightly.
Wei Wen was content to be a salty fish.
If Luo Feng hadn't persistently pulled him into sparring, he would have preferred to go back and lie down. After all, his main purpose in coming to the Extreme martial club Hall today was to strengthen Luo Feng. The objective had been achieved, and he could now return home and wait for the rewards.
Later, Jiang Nian, brimming with pleasant surprise, took Luo Feng to the Extreme martial club Headquarters in Jiangnan Base City.
Luo Feng agreed to join the Extreme martial club ahead of schedule. Under the witness of Zhuge Tao, he signed a lucrative contract and officially became a member in advance.
However, recalling Wei Wen's previous situation, Jiang Nian suggested that Luo Feng also be granted warrior status ahead of time.
Zhuge Tao felt that Luo Feng's strength was more than sufficient to pass the actual combat assessment. Moreover, since Luo Feng had already joined the Extreme martial club in advance, it wasn't an exaggeration to recognize him as a warrior. He immediately applied for warrior status for Luo Feng using his own authority.
…
Time flew by, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.
During these three days, Wei Wen and Luo Feng moved into Mingyue Community with full honors.
After Luo Feng and his family settled into the villa, one of his dreams was fulfilled. But he also understood that everything he had now was due to his talent and value. Compared to Wei Wen, however, he still felt inadequate and knew he needed to work even harder.
So, whenever he had time, Luo Feng sought out Wei Wen to hone his movement techniques.
Helping Luo Feng was also helping himself, so Wei Wen never refused.
Luo Feng possessed high comprehension. Coupled with Wei Wen's guidance and their sparring sessions, his progress was much faster than if he had trained behind closed doors. After all, self-training could lead one down the wrong path, and even the right path could present bottlenecks.
Especially in their near-limit training sessions, only by truly challenging his physical limits could Luo Feng understand the boundaries of his evasion capabilities!
Thus, the gains from these three days of practice were likely equivalent to a month's progress in the novel. His movement techniques had directly entered the micro level—albeit the mutated kind.
[Ding! Your bound friend Luo Feng is cultivating movement techniques and has reached the mutated micro level. Your comprehension of movement techniques continues to improve. Congratulations, you have reached the mutated perfect level.]
When Wei Wen woke up the next day and saw this notification, he was instantly thrilled.
'This guy... judging by the timestamp, it's around 3 a.m. He truly is the King of Grinding... But what on earth is this mutated perfect level?' Wei Wen's mouth twitched involuntarily.
Just as Wei Wen was feeling puzzled, a profound understanding of the Mutant Perfect Level surfaced in his mind, striking him like a sudden epiphany.
If micro-level movement techniques use minimal motion to evade attacks, achieving high efficiency, then the Perfect Level is about controlling the surrounding environment and utilizing every element within it.
It involves using life forms, stones, buildings—anything and everything—to achieve a state of perfect integration with one's surroundings.
This allows a warrior to employ all things to execute the most precise dodges. This is the Perfect Level of movement!
The Mutant Perfect Level, however, like the one Luo Feng attained, requires the assistance of mental power.
When Luo Feng first stepped into the realm of perfect body movement, it was precisely this Mutant variant.
As Luo Feng himself understood it, ordinary warriors lack the mental power to perceive their environment in detail.
In contrast, Luo Feng relied on his mental power, continuously spreading it over a wide area to detect everything around him.
Furthermore, at that critical life-or-death moment, his mental power soared to its peak, and the speed of his mind's calculations reached an incredible level, even if that state only lasted for a brief 1.2 seconds the first time.
A true, natural Perfect Level doesn't actually require such intense mental calculation, nor is it as fleeting as Luo Feng's initial experience.
"Let me try to understand what this 'Mutant' micro-level truly means," Wei Wen murmured after a moment of silence. He got dressed and stood up, ready to test the Mutant Perfect Level movement technique.
With a thought, a box of steel balls appeared in his hand. He casually grabbed a handful and tossed them into the air. As the steel balls began to fall, Wei Wen started to dodge, moving at a speed lower than their descent.
Weaving left and right through the dense shower of balls, his figure, guided by his mental power, could sense everything around him. He moved as smoothly and effortlessly as the wind, easily evading the steel balls.
On the rare occasion a ball was truly unavoidable, Wei Wen would use his mental power to forcibly alter its trajectory, dodging the attack with ease.
"So, this is the Mutant Perfect Level ," Wei Wen concluded with a slight shake of his head. "Although it's not the genuine article, I don't need to worry. After all, Luo Feng's movement skills will continue to improve in the future."
"Rumor has it he's even become a warrior ahead of schedule. Once he can purchase secret manuals, he'll inevitably learn the true micro-level and perfection-level techniques."
"Speaking of our status as warriors, the notification should have come through last night, right?" Wei Wen used his mental power to collect the scattered steel balls, then turned to the keyboard and entered a web address.
"Extreme Hall..."
There are special internal networks accessible only to those with specific identities. For instance, only warriors of the Extreme Martial Club can access its internal network—the Extreme Hall!
Beep.
After entering the address, Wei Wen verified his fingerprint. A massive screen, spanning two hundred inches, was projected onto a wall, immediately displaying the Extreme Martial Club internal network, the Extreme Hall.
Upon entering, Wei Wen's personal page appeared first. At the top was his photo, followed by an information table:
Name: Wei Wen
Gender: Male
Address: Jiangnan Base City
Warrior ID: 426123205608010002
Rank: Warrior Level (Junior)
Contribution Points: 0 Points
Currency Balance: 10,000,000,000 Chinese Dollars
The profile page was simple, with nothing particularly noteworthy. In truth, Wei Wen was not a junior warrior-level combatant but at least a senior general-level—his surface rating was just a formality.
The internal network's warrior rating primarily depends on submitting proof of hunted monsters for assessment.
Just as ordinary quasi-warriors must pass a combat test to officially become warriors, Wei Wen and Luo Feng's early promotions were exceptions. In short, for both quasi-warriors and warriors, rank increases must be proven through actual combat.
Wei Wen's eyes were immediately drawn to a red button, reminding him he had unread messages.
Unable to stand the notification dot due to his slight obsessive-compulsiveness, he promptly clicked it, opening his inbox to find two emails.
Whoosh!
The first email contained a video.
"I am President Zhou's assistant. The President has guaranteed that if you purchase any secret manual, as long as the price does not exceed 10 billion, the internal network will directly reimburse the cost."
"Should the price exceed 10 billion, Mr. Wei Wen, you will need to cover the difference yourself. Combined with your 10 billion in start-up capital, your spending limit is effectively 20 billion. A genius like you, Mr. Wei Wen, is undoubtedly worth this level of investment."
"The Extreme Martial Club has been very good to me," Wei Wen remarked. He then clicked on the second email, which also contained a video.
It served as a welcome to the Extreme Martial Club and an explanation of the Extreme Hall internal network. Inside, one can purchase weapons, secret manuals, genetic potions, and other treasures—virtually anything, provided one has sufficient funds.
With enough contribution points, members can even enjoy a half-price discount.
Contribution points can be obtained in two ways: first, by hunting monsters and selling the materials to the Extreme Martial Club for corresponding points; second, through direct monetary donations.
Donating felt like a significant loss compared to selling monster materials, but it underscored the principle that while money isn't everything, it's often indispensable.
"Contribution points... a half-price discount," Wei Wen mused silently. Currently, his contribution points were naturally zero. However, for this first-time use of the dojo's free secret manual quota, he could enjoy the half-price benefit.
Wei Wen focused his attention on the secret manuals section and clicked on the option.
A vast array of manuals appeared before his eyes, with prices ranging from exorbitant to affordable.
World Annihilation
Category: Marksmanship
Rating: Research Level
Price: 100,000,000,000 Chinese Dollars (Full Price), 50,000,000,000 Chinese Dollars (Half Price, Requirement: Four-Star Contribution Rating)
World Annihilation wasn't suitable for Wei Wen—or rather, it wasn't suitable for Luo Feng. Since Wei Wen's support was aimed at Luo Feng, any manual he chose would have to be the Nine Stage Thunder Blade.
Using a manual without purchasing it was fraught with peril; doing so would invite joint pursuit by the Extreme Martial Club, the Thunder Dojo, the HR Alliance, and the government military. A single misstep could cost him his life.
Nine Stage Thunder Blade
Category: Blade Technique
Rating: Research Level
Price: 100,000,000,000 Chinese Dollars (Full Price), 50,000,000,000 Chinese Dollars (Half Price, Requirement: Four-Star Contribution Rating)
"I knew this manual would be extremely expensive; it almost makes me want to sell it off," Wei Wen shook his head slightly.
The price was staggering, and he could only afford it thanks to Luo Feng's circumstances. Fortunately, these supremely expensive manuals could be purchased in separate volumes.
The first five stages of the Nine Stage Thunder Blade were priced at 20,000,000,000 Chinese Dollars (Full Price), or 10,000,000,000 Chinese Dollars (Half Price, Requirement: Three-Star Contribution Rating).
The contribution rating system was roughly divided into stars: 1 point is 1 star, 10 points are 2 stars, 100,000,000 points are 3 stars, over 1,000,000,000 points are 4 stars, and 5,000,000,000 points is the legendary 5-star rating.
Getting the half-price for the complete Nine Stage Thunder Blade required a four-star rating, which was far beyond his current means.
"Please confirm your purchase. To acquire the first five stages of the Nine Stage Thunder Blade, the cost is 20,000,000,000 Chinese Dollars, or an equivalent amount from your free manual quota. You are eligible for the half-price discount!"
Wei Wen's free quota was just sufficient, so he directly chose to purchase the first five stages of the Nine Stage Thunder Blade.
This peerless blade technique, mastered by the world's second strongest warrior, Thunder God, is divided into nine stages.
Its most marvelous aspect is the so-called Force Amplitude technique. For instance, the first level can unleash two superimposed waves of hidden force.
The first wave is 100% of one's strength, and the second is 40%, resulting in a total power amplitude of 1.4 times. By the ninth level, a total of ten force waves are superimposed, achieving a terrifying power amplitude of 7 times.
But Wei Wen knew all too well that the force exertion method of the Nine Stage Thunder Blade was flawed or incomplete.
This inherent defect made the practice far more difficult. For example, ordinary pinnacle apprentice-level warriors from the fallen Mo Lan Star could generally achieve a force amplitude of about 10 times using perfectly cultivated methods.
The talents of Hong' and Thunder God were exceptionally high, evident from their comprehension at the planetary level; they were far beyond the ordinary standards of Mo Lan Star. Yet, even after decades of refinement at the planetary level, their maximum force amplitude was only 7 times!
For apprentice-level warriors on Mo Lan Star, those less talented than Hong and Thunder God can generally achieve a force multiplier of around 10. Even the most highly talented individuals typically only reach about 7 times at the planetary level...
This comparison clearly reveals a deficiency in their force exertion methods, which hinders their training progress.
If one practices a perfect force exertion method, their training speed would undoubtedly be faster.
It's a pity that even though Wei Wen is aware of his shortcomings in this area, he currently has no good solution. He can only hope the system proves more powerful this time.
"Luo Feng's warrior status should be confirmed tonight, so I'll wait for now," Wei Wen thought to himself.
Last time, after Luo Feng obtained the Five Acupoints Skyward Practices, Wei Wen received the optimized version through his binding and feedback mechanism.
If Luo Feng purchases the Nine Stage Thunder Blade this time, then Wei Wen might obtain the optimized version, which could potentially be a perfect force exertion method.
He obviously needed Luo Feng to work for him this time. Of course, as the boss, Wei Wen had no intention of making Luo Feng work for free.
Under appropriate circumstances, he would also assist Luo Feng. After all, helping Luo Feng was ultimately helping himself.
As for weapons, Wei Wen currently couldn't enjoy a half-price discount, so he didn't plan to buy them directly. He intended to let Luo Feng try purchasing them or have someone else do it on his behalf.
…
At the headquarters building of the Extreme martial club in Jiangnan Base City.
Inside the President's office.
President Zhou Zhengyong, dressed in a white training uniform, sat behind a large desk. Standing before him were the three top supervisors of the main dojo!
The gathering of these four key figures from the Jiangnan Base City Headquarters was clearly no minor matter.
"Here is all the information we have gathered so far on Wei Wen and Luo Feng. Take a look and tell me your thoughts." Zhou Zhengyong handed over three thick documents.
The three supervisors took the files and quickly skimmed through them. Zhuge Tao was primarily responsible for reviewing Luo Feng's information.
Wei Wen and Luo Feng would be utterly surprised if they knew their information was here. Nearly every verifiable detail of their lives since childhood was recorded, demonstrating the immense reach of the Extreme martial club Hall.
With today's technology, investigating an ordinary person was almost effortless.
It could be said that within three days, the Extreme martial club Hall had nearly completed their dossiers.
As they learned more about Wei Wen and Luo Feng, their images became increasingly vivid in the minds of the four officials.
"This Wei Wen... something feels off," Zhuge Tao secretly frowned.
Luo Feng's current achievements could be attributed to his long-term, unremitting efforts, coupled with some innate talent and comprehension.
As for Wei Wen... his past performance had always been mediocre in terms of talent and comprehension. He had even become somewhat of a slacker later on.
Yet, he had actually comprehended the Micro-level movement technique. They all felt something was amiss but couldn't pinpoint any other explanation.
It could only be said that Wei Wen's comprehension was incredible, or that he had been hiding his abilities all these years.
But regardless, Wei Wen's Micro-level movement technique and genetic talent were undeniable facts!
Based on this, they had confirmed that Wei Wen was a peerless genius!
"What are your thoughts on recommending them both to enter the headquarters' basic training camp?" Zhou Zhengyong leaned back in his chair and fixed his gaze on the three supervisors.
After hearing Zhou Zhengyong's words, the three supervisors briefly exchanged glances, already having an answer in their hearts.
"Wei Wen and Luo Feng are both young, possessing both comprehension and talent. They are undoubtedly rare geniuses in our Jiangnan Base City!"
"President, I agree with your opinion!"
"We can recommend Wei Wen and Luo Feng to our superiors for entry into the headquarters' basic training camp." The three supervisors expressed their agreement one after another.
After listening to them, Zhou Zhengyong nodded with satisfaction.
"What about recommending Wei Wen for the elite training camp?" Zhou Zhengyong suddenly proposed.
The three supervisors were stunned. They all knew that the ten global slots for this year's elite training camp had already been filled.
Furthermore, it was rumored that China had managed to secure one additional quota through negotiations.
Logically, even if there were quotas, they wouldn't necessarily be allocated to China's Jiangnan Base City.
Taking a step back, even if they were fortunate enough to get the quota, candidates still had to pass the assessment.
Moreover, with this extra quota, the assessment difficulty would be correspondingly increased—specifically, one would need to pass the B-grade assessment within the training camp.
The difficulty of the B-grade assessment... Even Luo Feng, who exerted 2.8 times his strength using the third level of the Nine Stage Thunder Blade and had perfected his movement technique, nearly failed.
If not for a sudden breakthrough and his comprehension of another application of the Nine Stage Thunder Blade, Luo Feng might not have entered the elite training camp.
The three supervisors, being senior executives, were well aware of the B-grade assessment's difficulty and didn't believe Wei Wen could pass it within two months.
Thus, they responded to Zhou Zhengyong's proposal with silence.
After a brief pause, however, they began to voice their opinions.
"Agree."
"Agree."
"Agree."
This time, the three supervisors said little, offering only these two simple words.
They weren't truly optimistic about Wei Wen's chances of passing the B-grade assessment but wanted to give Zhou Zhengyong face.
After all, even if they submitted Wei Wen's application for the elite training camp, headquarters might not approve it.
In fact, Zhou Zhengyong shared the same thought, but there was no harm in trying. What if they succeeded?
"I know what you're thinking. I plan to consult my friends for their opinions before making a decision!" Zhou Zhengyong fell silent for a moment, then stood up from his chair.
In the spacious president's office, Zhou Zhengyong initiated a holographic video call. The person on the other end was a middle-aged man with a square face, wearing a gray robe.
"Old Zhou, what brings you to call me today?" the middle-aged man said with a smile.
"Old Yang, I'm contacting you on serious business. We've discovered two geniuses in Jiangnan Base City and have already invited them to join the Extreme martial club in advance," Zhou Zhengyong said with a serious expression.
"Regarding their treatment, we want them to join the headquarters' basic training camp."
"You are an instructor at the training camp. I'll send you their information and some surveillance footage. Please give me your suggestions."
"Geniuses that you all take seriously?" Seeing Zhou Zhengyong's solemn expression, Yang Hui also became serious and carefully checked the email he had just received.
"Old Zhou... given our relationship, I'll be straightforward. It's absolutely fine for them to join the headquarters' basic training camp," Yang Hui said, looking somewhat troubled.
"But you recommended Wei Wen for the headquarters' elite training camp. I'm afraid your idea is somewhat unrealistic."
"Under normal circumstances, joining the elite training camp only requires passing the A-grade assessment."
"But if you want an extra quota, you must demonstrate extraordinary talent; otherwise, why would you get the additional spot?"
"To put it simply, the assessment difficulty increases—that's the B-grade assessment."
"The B-grade assessment has little to do with genetic talent. It primarily tests performance in areas like comprehension, strength exertion, movement technique, and combat experience."
"Strength exertion... Wei Wen might not even have started learning it yet. How far could he progress in two months?"
"His movement technique must at least reach the Micro-level, and even a Perfect-level movement technique would give him a chance. His current level, having just entered Micro-level, isn't sufficient."
"As for combat experience, that's even more of a problem. After all, he has never fought a monster."
"All three aspects are indispensable. How could he pass the B-grade assessment?"
"Is there really no hope?" Zhou Zhengyong asked regretfully.
"It's not completely hopeless," Yang Hui fell silent for a moment, as if thinking of something.
"I also read Wei Wen's information just now. He wasted several years fooling around..."
"If he suddenly comprehended the Micro-level movement technique when he decided to train seriously, it means his comprehension is far greater than we imagined."
"If this speculation holds true, I believe he could grow rapidly enough to pass the B-grade assessment within two months."
"Didn't you arrange for him to become a warrior in advance and allow him to purchase the force exertion secret manual?"
"If you insist on recommending Wei Wen, I advise you to test his strength exertion and movement technique again in one month."
"If he can truly make significant progress within that month, you will undoubtedly be more confident when you apply again."
"Anyway, based on Wei Wen's current performance, he has no hope of joining the elite training camp."
"One month?" Zhou Zhengyong nodded. "Thank you for your suggestion, Old Yang. I will wait until August to test Wei Wen's strength."
"If he can truly show improvement within a month, we will strive to recommend him for the elite training camp."
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