Chapter 43: Hong

Luo Feng's arrival made the Elite Training Camp lively again for quite a while.

Zhou Yang also temporarily set aside his gun technique training and, together with some trainees from Huaxia, held a grand welcome ceremony for him.

This time, because of the deterrence of Zhou Yang, the top‑ranked good brother, Luo Feng did not encounter any contempt or challenges in the early stage of entering the training camp.

However, each time he saw that dazzling name at the top of the Black Dragon ranking, our classmate Luo Feng felt even heavier pressure.

That feeling is like…

We clearly promised to grow taller together, yet you seem to have secretly eaten the feed.

Luo Feng's personality may be a bit inexpressive, but deep inside he is extremely resilient and confident.

During this period, he already bore a huge threat from the Bald Vulture and the Poison Scorpion.

Now he also received intangible pressure from his good brother.

Under this double pressure, he not only did not become dispirited, but instead erupted with even stronger fighting spirit!

This fighting spirit further turned into even more vigorous struggle!

Aside from eating and sleeping, Luo Feng had only one thing left in his eyes!

That is training, training, training!

In the end, his struggle also brought results.

After just the first month, Luo Feng surged straight to rank 58 on the Black Dragon list, even slightly surpassing the original work!

Two consecutive geniuses who broke into the top hundred within the first month caused a sudden upheaval in the Elite Training Camp.

Especially upon learning that both geniuses came from the same place, everyone found it even more unbelievable.

Consequently, the major forces greatly increased their recruitment of Warriors in the Jiangnan Base City.

It is said that a certain chief instructor of the Yangzhou City Jixian Wuguan even received many very lucrative job‑switch invitations.

However, whether Zhou Yang or Luo Feng, neither is the type who enjoys bustling scenes.

Amid the clamor, the two silently immersed themselves in their own cultivation.

Zhou Yang ranked first in March and April, and starting in April, he had a full 90 hours each month of Gravity Chamber and Trial Chamber usage.

With the aid of the Gravity Chamber, the effect of Meteor Tear was maximized.

Zhou Yang's physical condition was rapidly improving at a terrifying speed.

And in the Trial Chamber, he could freely test various confusions in his gun technique cultivation, quickly refining his comprehension.

Finally, on April 28, he breezed through the C stage of the third floor of the Trial Tower, successfully raising the tower's level to 4.

At that moment, his total combat power Amplitude rose directly to 16, just meeting the requirement for the second reward.

He didn't waste time and immediately dialed the phone reserved on the reward contract.

"Hello, this is Elite Training Camp trainee Zhou Yang. My combat power Amplitude has reached 16; I apply to claim the second reward."

However this time, the voice on the other end fell silent for a moment, and only responded after a few seconds.

"Received, trainee Zhou Yang. Your information check is complete; Amplitude is 16, meeting the reward criteria. Congratulations!"

Hearing this, Zhou Yang felt excited.

However, the next words from the other side made him pause in surprise.

"Prepare yourself; the Hall Master will summon you soon, and the reward will be issued personally by the Hall Master."

"Huh? The Hall Master personally issuing?"

Zhou Yang couldn't help but be startled.

The only one who could be called Hall Master by the voice on the phone is the founder of the Jixian Wuguan, the current Earth's number one strongman—Hong!

But just to give him a reward, having such a big shot personally step in seems a bit demeaning, right?

Weren't the last rewards delivered by a few war generals in a small truck?

Nevertheless, the voice gave no explanation; after learning Zhou Yang's detailed requests for combat suit, weapon, secret manual, etc., it simply hung up.

Helpless, Zhou Yang could only continue training while waiting silently.

Fortunately, Hong's summons arrived quickly.

In the central area of Hongning Base City lies a gigantic spaceship‑shaped structure stretching ten thousand meters in length.

The spaceship‑shaped building is also nearly a hundred meters tall, with a massive hatch‑like entrance dozens of meters wide on its side.

A large contingent of troops is stationed around the building, guarding it with extreme strictness.

Zhou Yang understood that the massive structure itself is a real giant spaceship, which after being obtained by Hong, was directly converted into the headquarters of the Jixian Wuguan.

"Trainee Zhou Yang, please follow us."

Two young men and women dressed in blue robes led Zhou Yang into the interior of the massive spaceship corridor.

After entering the corridor, the space inside was extremely spacious, with people in blue or red robes coming and going everywhere.

Zhou Yang followed the two guides forward and soon arrived outside a very quiet room.

"Zhou Yang, come in."

Just as Zhou Yang arrived, a cold voice echoed from the quiet room.

"Yes!"

Zhou Yang responded respectfully, adjusted his breath slightly, and then walked straight in.

The quiet room was empty except for two mats on the floor.

On one mat sat a black‑haired, cold and sharp man cross‑legged.

The moment Zhou Yang looked at the figure, his vision seemed to warp slightly, preventing him from truly gauging the distance to the black‑haired man.

The intangible aura naturally radiated, further preventing any thought of resistance from rising.

Zhou Yang couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"Is this the aura of a Planet Level strongman? Compared to him, I'm still far weaker!"

It's just that these strong ones—what's up with them? One by one they all dislike sitting on stools.

The Hong before me is the same, and the Wang the Inspection Envoy from last time as well; the guest area doesn't even have a sofa or a chair.

While internally grumbling, Zhou Yang quickly stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said respectfully:

"Elite Training Camp trainee Zhou Yang, have seen Hall Master!"

"Hmm."

When the black‑haired man spoke, his tone was unexpectedly gentle.

He lightly pointed at the mat before him and said, "Sit."

When Zhou Yang, copying him, sat cross‑legged, the black‑haired man Hong finally fixed his gaze on him, a faint smile gradually appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Since the Elite Training Camp was founded, there have actually been quite a few whose combat Power Amplitude reached 16.

But to raise the combat Power Amplitude to 16 within just three or four months of entering the camp, you are still the first.

Hong's gaze gradually sharpened, fixing on Zhou Yang so intensely that he could even feel a faint sting.

"I can say, you truly surprised me."

Zhou Yang felt a bit uneasy under his stare, and his heart was quietly pounding.

He wondered whether Hong suspected he had obtained some ancient‑civilization relic or inheritance.

He knew that people like Hong and Lei Shen, who rose in the Great Nirvana era as the first batch, each had obtained some ancient‑civilization relic inheritance, which is why they have come this far.

Perhaps my performance was too conspicuous, causing the other side to mistakenly think I, too, had obtained some ancient‑civilization inheritance?

But if you really think that way, you'd be wrong.

His thoughts raced, yet his face remained composed as he respectfully replied:

"Hall Master, you are flattering me."

"Don't call it flattery."

Hong gave a faint smile, and his gaze gradually softened.

"I summoned you for no other reason than to give you a word of reminder."

He looked at Zhou Yang, his tone solemn.

"This world is vast, far larger than you imagine; don't stop, your road is still long!"

(End of chapter)