Chapter 260

Time passed unhurriedly until the time for the assessment to end in the afternoon.

According to statistics, even though Bristle Rats are weaker than ordinary H-level monsters,

such as the Shadow Cat, which are at the bottom of the food chain,

but because all the prospective martial artists participating in the assessment were facing the weak Bristle Rats,

they were standing on the same starting line, so the difficulty did not decrease,

and about more than 30% of the prospective martial artists did not pass the assessment.

And because Bristle Rats have the habit of moving in groups and firing their hair as soon as they encounter danger,

a few unlucky ones were shot into hedgehogs by the Bristle Rats' steel-needle-like hair.

Fortunately, due to the protection of the bulletproof combat suits and the timely rescue by the military,

there was no danger to their lives, which was the lucky thing in an unfortunate situation.

As for being shot in the face and possibly being disfigured or something,

we martial artists are meant for flesh-and-blood combat; mere appearances are not worth mentioning!

Among those who didn't pass the assessment was the group of five who had attempted to rob Zhang Jie,

only to be robbed by him instead, wanting to do business without capital.

Looking at their faces, which were even "fatter" than before, their "excited" bruised eye sockets,

and the number of left ears given by a candidate with the strength of a high-level Warrior, which even exceeded Zhang Jie's,

it was clear that they, with their not-so-bright eyes, had kicked a second iron plate,

and instead of collecting a toll, they had been charged a protection fee.

Regarding this, Zhang Jie had nothing to say.

Since they dared to do business without capital, they had to be prepared to have that business done to them by stronger people.

Otherwise, why would those young heroes who are just starting out always like to find mountain bandits and robbers to act on behalf of heaven?

Not only do they gain fame, but they also fill their increasingly empty purses while walking the Jianghu...

There were still a few prospective martial artists in the hall who looked like victims, staring tightly at them,

and Zhang Jie could only wish them good luck after leaving the assessment base.

The five of them could gang up on a lone prospective martial artist,

but by now, the victims had quietly formed a victims' alliance, intending to get their own back...

"It's this little thing that has made countless prospective martial artists bow down!"

Holding the official martial artist certificate issued by the military, stamped with the official seals of the military and several major dojos, about the size of a palm,

and only slightly larger than a driver's license from before the transmigration, Zhang Jie felt a thousand emotions in his heart.

From today on, he, Zhang Jie, was also a dignified, official martial artist!

Fun fact: Neither the Founder of the Giant Axe nor the Lord of Chaos City passed the prospective martial artist assessment~

"Congratulations, A-Jie."

At the base city station, Luo Feng, who came to pick up Zhang Jie, gave him a bear hug.

"Madman, I look forward to the day I come to pick you up."

Zhang Jie said with full expectation.

He was still waiting to hug Luo Feng's thigh!

What, you say hugging a thigh lowers a transmigrator's status?

Let's put it this way: 99.9% of transmigrators in the myriad realms are scum in front of Luo Feng, who becomes a Hunyuan Lord.

For Zhang Jie, following Luo Feng to become a Councilor-level powerhouse is a small win;

hanging around until Luo Feng becomes the Lord of the Universe and getting a status like an Immortal is a medium win.

If he ends up becoming a True God, a Chaos Master, or something similar,

and can live until the end of time, that is simply a big win that is a win upon a win.

In short, hugging Luo Feng's thigh is a win if you advance, a win if you retreat,

and a win if you wait; it's like Qin Shi Huang touching a live wire—winning until you're numb.

"That day is not far off!"

Luo Feng's answer was full of confidence.

He hadn't spent this time in vain either; with the guidance of Zhang Jie, who had "opened his mind,"

he was confident that he would break through to become a prospective martial artist in the next few months.

By the time the martial arts practical assessment comes next year, it will be the day he, Luo Feng, becomes an official martial artist!

"A-Jie, I heard you were the first to pass the assessment."

At this moment, Jiang Nian, with a glowing face, walked over with a smile.

"It's all just empty fame, not worth mentioning."

Zhang Jie waved his hand dismissively.

He, a powerhouse who could fight evenly with a War God, coming to the prospective martial artist assessment venue to fry fish in a pond—

wasn't this first place something he could get with his eyes closed?

There was nothing to be happy about at all.

Jiang Nian personally drove Zhang Jie back to the Yi'an District Limit Dojo.

He placed a contract in front of Zhang Jie:

"Take a look; this is the cultivation condition I gave you after discussing it with Instructor Wu."

Zhang Jie picked up the contract and examined it carefully.

The conditions offered by the Limit Dojo mainly included three aspects: material security,

cultivation resources, and special training opportunities:

The first aspect is material security:

Providing a martial artist villa (located in a high-end community, equipped with elevators and other facilities).

Starting capital of 100 million Hanxia coins.

The second aspect is cultivation resources:

Free gift of one set each of Guidance Technique, Combat Technique manual, and Movement Technique manual

(the total value does not exceed 100 million Hanxia coins; the excess must be paid by oneself).

Access to the internal network "Limit Home," where one can purchase gene agents,

weapons, and other materials at a low price, or request one-on-one teaching from War God-level powerhouses.

Manual purchase discount: 50% discount on the first purchase (requires contribution points support).

The third aspect is special training:

Promise to let him enter the global special training camp.

By passing the test, he can obtain the opportunity for personal guidance from the Dojo Master, Hong.

Looking at Zhang Jie, who was reading the contract carefully, Jiang Nian grinned and asked:

"How about it, are you satisfied with these conditions?"

"Satisfied, very satisfied."

A smile also appeared on Zhang Jie's face.

How should one describe this contract?

It can be evaluated in four words: full of sincerity.

Not to mention the benefit of a detached villa, which everyone who joins the Limit Dojo gets,

just the starting capital of 100 million Hanxia coins is enough to show the sincerity of the Limit Dojo.

You have to know that the starting capital for an ordinary official martial artist is only about one million,

so Jiang Nian and the others were giving him the treatment of a full hundred ordinary official martial artists!

Other free combat techniques, movement techniques, and guidance techniques were also good things that would cost millions,

tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions outside.

And there was the opportunity to enter the global special training camp.

He didn't care much about this opportunity itself, but above this training camp, there was another training camp,

which was the Elite Training Camp, also known as the War God Training Camp!

According to the terms of the contract, as long as he performs well in the special training camp,

he will have the opportunity to enter the Elite Training Camp!

Not to mention the opportunity to receive guidance from Hong.

This is a powerhouse who has occupied the throne of the world's number one for decades since the Great Nirvana!

Being able to receive guidance from this world's number one person would have unimaginable benefits for his future martial path.

A satisfied Zhang Jie picked up a pen and signed his name with a "swish."

"Haha! From now on, we are a family!"

Jiang Nian, who had completely pulled the genius Zhang Jie into the Limit Dojo, was in a great mood.

Now he didn't have to worry about his old rival, the Thunder Dojo, coming to poach his talent.

"You can choose the other guidance techniques and such yourself later.

Which villa community do you choose?

With the treatment you deserve, you can choose any of the eight satellite cities of our Jiangnan Base City or the base city headquarters,

in the communities that belong to our Limit Dojo."

After putting the contract away, Jiang Nian asked.

"Hmm..."

Zhang Jie fell into deep thought.

If he wanted a cultivation place with the highest value and better supporting facilities,

then the villa located at the Jiangnan Base City headquarters was undoubtedly the best choice.

After all, whether in terms of population, prosperity, or the number of powerhouses, the base city headquarters far exceeded the eight satellite cities.