Chapter 115: End of Training

Cheng Feng had previously divided the Hong Sect into three gates: Heaven, Earth, and Ren, with each gate mastering a different level of martial power.

The Ren Gate is the place where martial artists below the Blood Refining Realm reside.

This wave of newly initiated Strength Refining martial artists can all become Ren Gate Disciples.

Only after entering the Blood Refining Realm can one enter the Earth Gate; currently, only Cheng Feng is at that level.

The Offering Hall is a gathering place for experts, but they do not have to be from within the sect; as long as they have the ability, they can help out.

Cheng Feng will focus his efforts on this area next to strengthen the Hong Sect; the current Hong Sect is too weak.

After regaining his composure, Cheng Feng realized how similar this was to the startups of those wealthy second-generation heirs in his past life.

Their various perspectives, insights, and methods of thinking were not something an ordinary person could compare to.

Cheng Feng also relied on his own efforts to climb the big tree of the Tieshan Martial Arts Hall, and only after gaining strength did he dare to go out and fight for a future; otherwise, if he had risked his life in a desperate struggle, the probability of death would have been as high as 99%.

And the remaining one percent would still leave one half-dead.

No wonder his startup in his past life was unsuccessful!

On the last day of the final month of the training period, Cheng Feng had Wang Hu hold another grand martial arts competition.

This would determine the rankings and further motivate the disciples who followed.

The top three in the rankings will receive ten, five, and three taels of Silver, respectively.

Those who follow naturally get nothing, and the last bit of Red Scale Snake Meat Medicinal Soup will also be completely used up tonight.

On the day of the martial arts competition, the atmosphere was solemn and grave; the Hong Sect Martial Arts Training Ground was packed with people, and the disciples all wore expressions of both nervousness and anticipation.

Four months had passed of bitter training; the temperament of the poor and miserable people they once were had long since been polished away, replaced by the lean, tough, and sharp-eyed spirit left behind by martial arts practice.

The ring in the center of the field was wiped clean and bright, like a mirror, reflecting the determination and courage of every contestant.

Cheng Feng stood on one side of the ring, scanning everyone present. His heart was filled with anticipation, but also carried a trace of worry. This martial arts competition was not only a test of the disciples' strength, but also an important trial for the Hong Sect.

If the effect this time is not obvious, Cheng Feng will reserve his future investment in the Hong Sect and instead strengthen his personal martial power, such as the four remaining vials of Super Serum and the Swift Wind Blade Technique.

The competition began; following Wang Hu's order, the loose atmosphere on the field suddenly fell silent. The Hong Sect disciples puffed out their chests and pulled back their shoulders, standing as straight as pines, eyes looking forward, full of fierce momentum.

Four months of training had taught them what orders were, what rules were, what coordination was, and what consequences were.

They might be illiterate and might use vulgar language in private, but in formal occasions, if anyone dared to slack off, their training captains, Sun Gui and Zhou Hai, would make them understand the consequences of being reckless.

Following the detailed management methods of the military from his past life—clear rewards and punishments, specific goals, and no unnecessary movements—Cheng Feng saw the shadow of the troops from movies and TV shows; the well-trained crowd gave Cheng Feng a very good impression.

The rules of the competition were to draw lots and compete in pairs, with the winner advancing to the next round until only the last person remained.

Every disciple on the field now had stepped into the Strength Refining Initial Stage, and all were practicing the same Fist Technique, the Mountain Crushing Fist.

Although every contestant gave their all, everyone's focus was different; they either had fists and kicks like the wind or agile footwork, each displaying their own techniques. The disciples off the field were also infected by the intense battle, occasionally letting out bursts of cheers.

Cheng Feng stood to the side, carefully observing every match. He noticed that although some disciples had decent strength, they lacked actual combat experience and often revealed flaws at critical moments. Others were the exact opposite; although their strength was slightly inferior, they were often able to turn danger into safety and win by relying on their rich combat experience and calm minds.

After several rounds of fierce competition, it finally reached the final stage. At this time, only three disciples remained on the field: Li Yang, Zhao Fei, and Zhang Meng. The three were equal in strength, all being the top three from before, and each had the possibility of defeating the others.

Li Yang was tall and had infinite strength; every punch seemed to carry the force of a thousand jun. Zhao Fei had light footwork and struck like the wind, making him difficult to predict. Zhang Meng was incomparably brave, unafraid of strong enemies, and was always able to erupt with astonishing power at critical moments.

The ranking was random. Watching the brothers on the stage go back and forth, fighting to a standstill, the audience off the stage was also attracted by the intense battle, holding their breath and watching the competition nervously.

After a fierce battle, Li Yang finally succeeded in defeating Zhang Meng by relying on his powerful strength and excellent combat skills, winning the championship of the martial arts competition. He waved his fists excitedly, a smile of victory on his face.

Seeing this, Cheng Feng also showed a satisfied smile. He knew that this martial arts competition not only exercised the disciples' strength but also enhanced their unity and cohesion.

For an organization, this is even more precious!

Then, the next step is the initiation ceremony for the Ren Gate.

Regarding the initiation ceremony, Cheng Feng had thought a lot and had many ideas in his mind, but based on the actual situation and his current strength,

Cheng Feng decided to adopt the Iron Cauldron Blood Pact to maintain the organization's faith and relationships.

This is both a ritual and a belief.

It will make his subordinates have a greater sense of identity and belonging.

Cheng Feng did not have much management experience, but referring to the organizational structure of the great red-flag figures of his past life was already an extremely rigorous challenge.

Of course, he would also modify some of his own private additions, such as swearing allegiance to the Sect Master, and that once one enters the Hong Sect, one must never betray it for life.

Cheng Feng was not sure if this set would work on the people of the Great Zhou, but this logic would also let them know the status of Cheng Feng as the Sect Master.

After Wang Hu distributed all the rewards, Cheng Feng stood out.

"Everyone, having just arrived at the Hong Sect, you have undergone strict training and tests; being able to reach this step is truly gratifying and worth celebrating. After today, all disciples will fall under the Ren Gate. Ren Gate Disciples, whether in the Strength Refining or Skin Refining Realm, all fall within it. I hope you cultivate well; today you take the sect as your home, and tomorrow you will make the Hong Sect proud of you."

Cheng Feng's eloquence was average, but what he said was at least easy to understand.

Then, Cheng Feng waved his big hand, and a small cauldron was carried up behind him; it had two ears, four feet, and a round belly, all made of wrought iron, and one person could not fully embrace it. This thing was not cheap, costing Cheng Feng a full forty taels.

It was just to be forged into the initiation vessel for the Hong Sect's Ren Gate, and this would become the symbol of initiation in the future.

It was also to give the newly initiated disciples enough shock and a sense of identity.

Charcoal burning with flames was added inside the cauldron,

and only then was the scorching large cauldron carried out using a wooden frame.

To show the distinction, besides Wang Hu, Sun Gui and Zhou Hai also had to join this ceremony.

The two, who had already been briefed in private, naturally understood the key role of this step.

After all, those ten catties of snake meat were not taken for nothing, and the two's realms had also loosened somewhat; Cheng Feng promised to give each of them another five catties of snake meat later, which should be enough for the two to step into the Strength Refining Late Stage.

Sun Gui and Zhou Hai naturally would not refuse the improvement of their strength.