Jiangnan Base City, Limit Martial Hall Headquarters.
Zhuge Tao sat in his chair, watching the latest monthly quasi-martial artist assessment results for Yangzhou City.
"It's too exaggerated. How did this Zhou Ze do it? He actually made the number of quasi-martial artists in Yangzhou City increase so much?"
Zhuge Tao found it hard to believe. According to the report, as long as Zhou Ze had a class in the evening, all the advanced students in Yangzhou City would rush to the Yian District Limit Martial Hall branch, and even advanced students from the surrounding satellite cities came because of his reputation.
"Putting such a Master in Yangzhou City is too much of a waste. He can completely go to the headquarters to be a Basic Training Camp Teacher!"
Zhuge Tao was a decisive person and immediately made a phone call.
"President, there's someone I want to talk to you about..."
Originally, Zhuge Tao planned to wait until the results of next year's martial artist practical assessment came out before deciding, but after seeing the situation over the past few months, if he didn't act soon and the Thunder Martial Hall snatched him away, he would be a sinner of the Martial Hall.
...
On this side, Zhou Ze had just finished cultivating Nine Heavy Thunder Blade. In the state of integrating and accepting Luo Feng's insights, his comprehension was too heaven-defying, equivalent to the superposition of his own and Luo Feng's comprehension, then sublimated, and possessing the effect of constant epiphanies.
This allowed him to quickly train the sixth level of Nine Heavy Thunder Blade and reach the level of mastery! His current explosive punch force had already surpassed the initial War God Level, and slightly weaker initial Lord-level monsters were not his opponents.
Coming before the punch force testing machine, without using any force exertion techniques, Zhou Ze fiercely punched the target.
30234kg!
The punch force of a mid-level Warlord is 16,000 kg to 32,000 kg. Zhou Ze's punch force was already close to that of a high-level Warlord, but it was still useless. That one or two thousand kilograms of punch force was like a chasm, blocking his path!
"Damn it! Not only did I not improve, I even regressed..." Zhou Ze sighed. His physical talent was too poor. He suspected that if he hadn't cultivated desperately, he would at most be a low-level Warlord.
The physical talent of Earth humans is still too trash. The lowest level bloodline is too much of a burden.
"Lie flat, lie flat, just wait for Luo Feng to give me life water, dragon blood, herb spirit..." Zhou Ze smiled slightly, without any unwillingness in his heart.
"Beep beep~"
At this moment, Zhou Ze's phone rang. He saw it was the official number from the Limit Martial Hall Headquarters. He answered the call, and Zhuge Tao's voice came from inside:
"Zhou Ze, I am Zhuge Tao, the supervisor of the Jiangnan Base City Limit Martial Hall Headquarters. I have been observing your situation during this period..."
Zhuge Tao talked a lot, and Zhou Ze naturally understood his meaning.
During this time, he would go to the Limit Martial Hall once a week to give lectures and guide students. Each time, the classes were full, even forcing Jiang Nian to impose restrictions, but this still couldn't prevent students who pulled strings.
But these had nothing to do with him. Anyway, he just needed to do his own job well. As long as someone asked, he would guide them. He originally had extraordinary talent in teaching, not to mention after getting the cheat, it was like hitting the nail on the head!
Moreover, he didn't usually train his spiritual force much, but with his extremely high comprehension, he could control six flying knives to reach their maximum power and could simultaneously open six sub-consciousness pop-ups.
As long as the advanced students who received guidance worked hard, they could easily achieve what he explained. Although Earth humans were not good in terms of physical talent, their comprehension was often good, especially those who could become advanced students before the age of 30.
Therefore, under his guidance, the number of quasi-martial artists in Yangzhou City exploded like a geyser!
"Supervisor, I understand what you mean, but I'm used to staying in Yangzhou City, and it's very free. Being a Teacher is being a Teacher anywhere, and I can also shine and contribute in Yangzhou City..."
Zhou Ze tactfully refused. As an angel investor, Zhuge Tao naturally offered a lot of benefits, but the reason Zhou Ze gave was not intentionally lying.
Going to the Basic Training Camp indeed had too many restrictions and wasn't free, while it was much freer in Yangzhou City. He only needed to go to the Martial Hall to teach one evening a week, which was much more comfortable.
"Alright, it's really a pity like this..." Zhuge Tao said regretfully, "Your teaching talent has made both me and the President very surprised. If you can also do well in the Basic Training Camp, perhaps the Hall Master will personally reward you with life water, or even dragon blood..."
Zhuge Tao was still somewhat unwilling to give up. Between a genius and a Master who could nurture a large group of "geniuses" early on, even a fool would know who was more important.
"Thank you for your kindness, Supervisor..."
After ending the call with Zhuge Tao, Zhou Ze smiled slightly. He still had a great impression of this angel investor. This Zhuge Tao's eye for recognizing talent was truly accurate, and his investment was decisive!
However, good impression was one thing, but he still found it troublesome. With Luo Feng around, life water, dragon blood, and even herb spirit would be obtained by Luo Feng for him while he was just lying at home, so why bother traveling all the way to the Limit Martial Hall Headquarters located in West Asia near Europe?
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Mingyue Community, in Zhou Ze's own villa training hall.
"Let's not use the force exertion method of Nine Heavy Thunder Blade for now."
As Zhou Ze's words fell, Luo Feng slightly adjusted his breathing. His whole body was like a large gorilla charging forward, bringing the strength of his entire body forward, while his fist naturally drew an arc.
Bang!
A low sound rang out, and a line of numbers appeared on the punch force testing machine's display screen:
"16101kg".
Looking at this number, Luo Feng was completely stunned. For a moment, he stood rooted to the spot, feeling as if it were fake.
"Teacher, is this testing machine broken?" Luo Feng scratched the back of his head, still a little disbelieving.
Zhou Ze rolled his eyes: "Only sixteen thousand? I thought you could reach twenty thousand kilograms with this crazy cultivation. As expected, your physical talent isn't great either."
"Looking at the increase in punch force from your first absorption of Cosmos energy, you can at most be considered excellent, not even elite. It's all thanks to the improvement brought by spiritual force..."
With the combination of blade techniques, movement techniques, and Guiding Technique, Luo Feng was cultivating genetic energy almost all the time during his training process. It was certain that his physical quality would improve quickly.
Luo Feng didn't know what to say for a moment: "Teacher, my punch force has already reached the mid-level Warlord level. Aren't your requirements too high?"
Luo Feng sighed, feeling a little helpless.
"You're satisfied with this?" Zhou Ze raised his eyebrows: "Being satisfied is to make you aware of the path under your feet, to know that you are constantly making steady progress, not to make you complacent."
"If you want to become a true powerhouse, you should have big goals..."
Luo Feng nodded confidently and said, "Okay, thank you, Teacher. I understand. I will definitely surpass the Hall Master!"
"No, that's just your small goal for the first stage..." Zhou Ze said faintly.
Luo Feng was stunned.
Ignoring the dumbfounded Luo Feng, Zhou Ze continued: "Don't just stand there, continue, use the fifth level force exertion of Nine Heavy Thunder Blade!"
"Oh... oh oh..." Luo Feng quickly reacted and, according to the fifth level force exertion of Nine Heavy Thunder Blade, punched the punch force testing machine:
"67201kg".
"War God Level! The minimum requirement for War God Level is sixty-four thousand kilograms of force exertion. Teacher, my current punch force has reached the War God Level!" Luo Feng was incredibly excited and repeatedly told Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze said indifferently: "This is just brought by your force exertion. Do other War Gods not use any force exertion? My force exertion even exceeds that of an initial War God."
As the protagonist of Swallowed Star, Luo Feng made the iconic gesture only a protagonist would make, scratching the back of his head and smiling: "I was just excited."
"With integrated speed, I'm not much worse than an average initial War God now!" Luo Feng's eyes were bright, and he was full of confidence.
"Around there." Zhou Ze nodded and said: "You must have a clear understanding of your own strength, just like the money in your pocket. It is what it is, don't deceive yourself."
"You need to find some initial Lord-level monsters to practice with and figure out your specific strength. Anyway, you are a spiritual Master, and average mid-level Lord-level monsters can't hurt you."
"Mm-hmm." Luo Feng nodded quickly. The pressure from the one hundred billion bounty was much less, because he believed that it wouldn't be long before he possessed the strength of a mid-level, or even high-level War God.
Zhou Ze nodded slightly and said: "That's enough."
"Enough for what?" Luo Feng asked curiously.
"Your strength is good enough. You can apply for the Elite Training Camp, which is known as the War God Reserve Camp." Zhou Ze said.
"War God Reserve Camp? It feels just so-so. Teacher, you said my strength as a martial artist alone is already that of an initial War God. Do I still need to go there?"
Luo Feng pursed his lips, making an expression that would be impossible in the original work.
"That's different. Our Hall Master is the world's strongest person, and there are a lot of good things at the headquarters..." Zhou Ze smiled: "You can get better training there, especially in terms of physical quality!"
"What if your force exertion is good? Basic physical quality is the key..."
Zhou Ze said softly.
"But..." Luo Feng's throat bobbed up and down, feeling a little choked up.
Zhou Ze raised an eyebrow. Facing Luo Feng's expression, he felt a little awkward inside. He couldn't stand this: "It's not like we won't see each other again. Why make it sound like a separation of life and death..."
"Go, go, your heart is too small..."