Chapter 31: Test

Zhou Yang's massive purchase caused the freshly acquired hundred‑billion funds to shrink by more than half in an instant.

The next afternoon, the first three levels of the "Apocalypse" gun technique he bought for 6.5 billion were delivered to his villa.

In the following days, he quietly practiced the second level of the gun technique while watching for possible retaliation from the Sakura Nation Warrior.

Yet for several days he heard no news at all related to them.

"Did Lei Shu really guess right? Those people just had a brain glitch and messed with us, then were too scared to go public for fear of exposure?"

Villa No. 186, Mingyue Community, in the underground training hall.

Zhou Yang set down his Long Spear, wiped his sweat with a towel, and silently mulled it over in his mind.

Speed test—136 m/s!

Soon, Zhou Yang completed the next two tests.

A few minutes later, Zhou Yang, together with Zhuge Tao and Special Envoy Yang and others, arrived at the 6th‑floor training hall of Jixian Hall.

At that moment the parlor doors were open, and faint voices could be heard inside.

Sitting nearby, Zhuge Tao smiled, waved at Zhou Yang, and introduced himself:

"Let me introduce you: this is the Jixian Wuguan headquarters Special Envoy, Yang Hui, Special Envoy Yang."

Wu Tong's expression perfectly embodied the meaning of "surprised and delighted."

He looked up at this side, a cold spark flashing in his eyes, giving Zhou Yang a subtle sense of pressure.

The Special Envoy Yang nodded appreciatively and said with a smile:

He took a deep breath, his gaze falling on a training War Blade placed beside the hall.

"This is definitely a War‑God‑level powerhouse, at least mid‑level War God or higher!"

"Zhou Yang, come quickly!"

"Whoa! Such strong Spiritual Thought Power!"

Among them, speed test—137 m/s!

A calm, steady voice came from inside; Zhou Yang recognized it as his angel investor, Zhuge Tao, the supervisor.

"Zhou Yang, come!"

"Mm, all three tests met the Junior General‑level requirements; Zhou Yang is only 18 this year, right? His talent is indeed top‑notch."

Neural reaction test—Intermediate General‑level excellent!

"Zhou Yang, keep it up!"

Hearing Wu Tong's slightly urgent urging, Zhou Yang's eyes lit up, "Could it be—"

Zhou Yang replied respectfully.

How old is he? 18 years old?

"Zhou Yang, demonstrate your Spiritual Thought Power; if its level reaches Advanced General‑level, this assessment will be no problem."

"Bang!"

Zhou Yang felt slightly uplifted.

"Alright, coming right now!"

"Mm, come in."

"Let's go upstairs first; the supervisor and the Special Envoy are waiting!"

"Boom!"

At that moment, the mobile phone beside him rang.

"Don't worry, Uncle Wu."

Wu Tong felt that standing before him wasn't Zhou Yang but a human‑shaped contribution point!

That day he reported Zhou Yang's detailed status to the Jiangnan Base City Grand Hall and mentioned Zhou Yang's request for an Elite Training Camp slot.

A punch, built up to the limit, struck the punch target of the punch power testing machine like a phantom, shaking it violently with immense force.

Beside him sat a man in his thirties, dressed in a black suit, with a stern, cold visage.

"Yes!"

"Beep—beep—beep—"

"Zhou Yang, come to the hall immediately, hurry!"

"Yes, Special Envoy!"

Zhuge Tao gave a faint smile, nodded, then looked at Zhou Yang and said encouragingly:

"Zhou Yang, go take the test; don't be nervous, just show your strength."

A crisp electronic tone sounded, and a line of numbers appeared on the testing machine's display—10,850 kg!

Realizing this, Wu Tong immediately conducted a full test on him, and the results left him stunned!

Basic punch power test—10,580 kg!

One of them, wearing a deep‑black, simple Tang‑style robe and a gentle smile, was Zhuge Tao.

Moreover, this kid is a Spiritual Thought Master—what a hidden talent!

The Special Envoy Yang Hui smiled and nodded, saying:

"Zhuge has already reported your details, but to be safe I still need to verify personally."

Immediately, another line of numbers appeared on the screen—50,448 kg!

Zhou Yang replied solemnly.

"Hey, Uncle Wu!"

He answered quickly, then tucked away his phone and rushed toward the Jixian Hall in Yangzhou City at the center of Mingyue Community.

He glanced at the caller ID on the screen and answered promptly.

Beside them, Zhuge Tao gave a casual instruction.

Wu Tong whispered a word and led the way inside.

The War Blade's hilt struck the testing machine's punch target like a heavy missile barrage.

Dong dong!

Zhou Yang smiled and nodded.

"Yes, Special Envoy, I can begin the test at any time!"

Zhou Yang followed behind him into the Reception Hall, and as soon as he entered, he saw two people lounging casually on the massive sofa at the center of the hall.

Seeing the number, Special Envoy Yang and Zhuge Tao both broke into smiles.

He quickly regulated his breathing, bent his knees slightly into a bow stance, pressed his right fist close to his waist and drew it back slowly, his body stretching like a large bow being drawn.

On the second day after returning to the base city, he "accidentally" revealed his identity as a Spiritual Thought Master before Wu Tong.

Zhou Yang hurriedly ran over.

"Supervisor, Special Envoy Yang, all the instruments are ready."

"Wu Tong, go prepare the testing equipment."

"Yes, Supervisor!"

Zhou Yang stepped forward quickly and bowed respectfully.

Wu Tong first knocked lightly on the door, then called inside with a respectful tone:

"Supervisor, Special Envoy, Zhou Yang has arrived!"

Who would have thought that the Special Envoy would come over just two days after arriving at headquarters; it seems Supervisor Zhuge has been very helpful!

The elevator rose quickly to the fourth floor, and Wu Tong led Zhou Yang out, hurrying to the most luxurious Reception Hall on that floor.

"Greetings, Supervisor, Special Envoy Yang!"

Then his Spiritual Thought Power wrapped around the War Blade, instantly reversing and accelerating it—

"Hmm, Zhou Yang, right?"

According to the usual rule that Spiritual Thought Power exceeds physical quality by two grades, doesn't this kid now possess Senior War General level strength!

"Is this the Martial Arts Academy's battlecraft? Then Uncle Wu must have called me about that matter!"

Wu Tong beside him smiled and encouraged him.

Neural Response Test—Intermediate War General level, excellent!

"Alright."

By now, Wu Tong had already switched on all the equipment, including the punch power testing machine and the speed testing instrument.

An 18‑year‑old Senior War General level Spiritual Thought Master—breaking through to War God level should be a sure thing!

This performance is solid Junior War General level strength!

"I'm telling you, this is an opportunity Supervisor Zhuge personally secured for you; you better perform well and not embarrass him!"

Just as he arrived at the Hall's entrance, his gaze was drawn to a triangular battlecraft with a deep‑blue hull, its design strikingly sci‑fi, parked on the plaza.

Wu Tong, however, grabbed Zhou Yang and hurried toward the elevator, repeatedly reminding him:

"Zhou Yang, the report on your Elite Training Camp assessment has been approved; the Special Envoy in charge of the assessment is upstairs."

"Not bad, that's ordinary Junior War General level strength."

Zhou Yang responded respectfully.

Hearing that it was indeed as he had guessed, Zhou Yang felt exhilarated and replied immediately:

Wu Tong reported loudly.

"Let's go, follow me inside."

Zhuge Tao, Special Envoy Yang and the others glanced at the numbers on the display and all smiled and nodded.

Zhou Yang had previously sparred with the Sakura Nation's War God many times, yet had never felt such pressure.

He slowly walked up to the punch power testing machine and took his stance.

"Proceed with the test then."

"Uncle Wu!"

And perhaps, if he dares further, breaking through to War God level and becoming an existence beyond the War God is a faint possibility!

At this moment, Wu Tong was already waiting at the Hall's entrance, waving and shouting as Zhou Yang's figure appeared.

"Don't worry, Uncle Wu!"

Wu Tong's voice sounded from the phone.

Special Envoy Yang extended his right hand to Zhou Yang.

"Zhou Yang, welcome to the Elite Training Camp!"

(End of Chapter)