Chapter 147: Regimental Military Rank

Lu Jing nodded, "Rest assured, Lord Seat, I will!"

Hmm, I believe you.

Situjun laughed at Lu Jing, then glanced at the already gathered provincial talents and said, "This isn't just for Lu Jing; it's for you all too—don't let the military's cultivation and trust in you go to waste!"

Having said that, he waved his hand, signaling a few people to follow him out.

Five minutes later, everyone returned to the ground.

Situjun stared intensely at Lu Jing and said, "When you were in the Cave, your punch was already comparable to a grandmaster's; I don't know what level you've reached after the baptism of Dragon Blood Phoenix Marrow—come attack me and see!"

Lu Jing blinked slightly, then a flicker of excitement flashed in his eyes, his face full of eagerness to try.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to strike at a Martial Lord Realm expert.

His figure vanished from the spot in an instant, leaving only a string of sonic booms.

Immediately, he threw a punch that tore through the air like a cannonball.

He combined his burning power with the Immovable King Sutra, together with the Fist Intent of the Ultimate Realm, releasing everything without reservation!

Everyone present, except Situjun, couldn't make out Lu Jing's movements.

All they could see was a blur, followed by a piercing Fist Intent that stung their cheeks.

Faced with such a terrifying strike, Situjun neither dodged nor flinched; instead, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Boom—

Lu Jing's punch arrived in an instant; upon impact came a tremendous roar, stirring up layer upon layer of air waves.

Everyone retreated hastily, fearing the punch's aftershock would hit them.

Along with the spreading air waves came a silhouette.

Situjun merely extended a palm and completely blocked Lu Jing's punch without moving a muscle.

Under the powerful recoil, Lu Jing was flung into the air, then adjusted his posture and landed steadily on the ground.

Nice kid!

Situjun's eyes flashed with brilliance as he laughed, "That punch is probably beyond even a Seventh Realm Martial Artist—you truly are a youthful grandmaster!"

Lord Seat, you overpraise me; it's all thanks to your Dragon Blood Phoenix Marrow!

Lu Jing thanked him from the heart.

Situjun glanced at everyone and then said, "Besides bringing you here to temper your bodies, there's one more thing I want to confirm with you."

The talents heard this and looked doubtful, "Lord Seat, please speak."

Situjun said sternly, "Based on your performance in the Cave, the higher-ups have decided to grant you special enlistment privileges; if you wish, you can directly enter the forces with a regimental-level military rank!"

He looked at these new-generation talents and really wanted to keep them all in the forces.

This enlistment privilege was also specially applied for by Situjun to the higher-ups.

I'm willing to join!

Fan Kong stepped forward and said, "Lord Seat, I want to join the military department; thank you for giving me this opportunity!"

Alright, follow me later and I'll arrange it for you.

Situjun smiled satisfactorily, turned to Lu Jing beside him, and said, "What about you—do you want to come too? You're already a Dragon Imperial New Star; Martial University's courses are useful to you, but too easy for you, so..."

Lu Jing shook his head, "Sorry, Lord Seat, I still want to see more scenery outside and experience more things..."

It's normal for young people to think that way, but with me in the military department, I will certainly do my utmost to cultivate you,' Situjun still wouldn't give up, 'If you go to Martial University, you'll still have to compete fairly with those students!'

I know you'll be fine, but your competitors aren't just your fellow classmates; there are also seniors who entered earlier, and even other Martial University geniuses will vie with you for cultivation resources.

Situjun explained, "Put it this way: although you're the strongest in this year's Dragon Imperial New Star selection, the champions of the previous few years aren't any less talented than you; they've trained several years longer, and all those people gather at Martial University, making the competition fierce beyond imagination!"

You'd be better off staying in the military department to enjoy its resources and cultivation, so your strength can improve faster, rather than going to Martial University to compete with them.

Lu Jing listened patiently, his expression slightly wavering, "Lord Seat, I have to admit, you make a lot of sense; the military department is more like a nursery for seedlings, while Martial University is a fierce, cruel elimination ground..."

But his wavering expression didn't last long; Lu Jing firmed up again, the corner of his mouth lifting in a confident arc, "Yet growing in adversity, breaking out from the encirclement of layer after layer of heaven's pride—that is the choice my Martial Way heart makes!"

Holding hope, seeking survival in the blaze—this is the Martial Way I pursue!

Where the Dao lies, even if tens of thousands, I will go forward!

The next day.

The sky hadn't yet lightened.

On the armed helicopter, Lu Jing and Dong Ningxue embarked on the return route.

Lu Jing, should I send you straight home?

Dong Ningxue once again assumed her languid posture, curled up like a cat on the seat, her water-blue long hair hanging over her chest, a pair of long legs revealing a section of lotus-white beneath her skirt—utterly gorgeous.

Lu Jing withdrew his gaze and smiled, "Instructor Dong, take me to the Provincial Martial Association; I want to get my Talent Endowed rank certified there."

Fine, it's on my way,' Dong Ningxue said, then gave Lu Jing an annoyed glance, 'Don't call me instructor anymore—you've graduated from the training camp, and I'm not much older than you, so just call me by my name.'

Then, alright...

Lu Jing nodded.

All the way until approaching dusk, the helicopter flew into East River Province.

Ningxue, I'll get off here.

Lu Jing looked down through the window.

This is the suburbs of East River Province, still some distance from the urban area.

Ah?

Dong Ningxue startled, not expecting Lu Jing to address her so intimately; she glanced sideways at the boy beside her, the wind blowing through the half-open window ruffled his black bangs, revealing his handsome, fair face.

May I?

Lu Jing saw Dong Ningxue not responding, turned his head and asked.

As he turned back, his eyes met Dong Ningxue's.

Their eyes met; Lu Jing was somewhat doubtful, while Dong Ningxue revealed a guilty and shy expression.

Cough cough, of course......

Dong Ningxue cleared her throat, then said solemnly: "Why don't we just send you directly to the place?"

Lu Jing explained: "This helicopter is too flashy; there are too many people at the Martial Arts Association's place, and I don't want to be surrounded like a monkey on display."

Here will do!

After greeting Dong Ningxue, Lu Jing jumped straight out of the porthole.

Now the front-seat driver became uneasy, "Sir, this is eight hundred meters up; he just jumped down like that, without a parachute—won't something happen?"

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Eight hundred meters?

Dong Ningxue was startled.

But after thinking it over, since Lu Jing dared to jump, he must have his own confidence.