The second floor of the villa was vast and empty, no less spacious than the training hall at the Limit Martial Arts Academy in Yanzhou’s Yian District.
“Supervisor.” Jiang Nian called out respectfully the moment he entered the second floor.
“Hm?”
Luo Feng was slightly startled. Instructor Jiang Nian had never shown such deference, not even when meeting the Head Instructor of the Yanzhou Association Headquarters, ‘Wu Tong.’
“Jiang Nian, this young man is Luo Feng, correct?” A soft voice sounded.
“Yes, Supervisor,” Jiang Nian responded respectfully.
Luo Feng looked closely. Standing beside the white-haired Elder Bai were five people. Four of them wore pristine white suits, and they stood respectfully behind a middle-aged man dressed in a black Tang suit. This man in the Tang suit was slender, possessed a hawkish nose, and his eyes held a gentle smile, giving him an overall air of refined subtlety.
Jiang Nian immediately signaled Luo Feng with his eyes, jolting him back to attention. Luo Feng quickly greeted him: “Greetings, Supervisor.”
“Mm.”
The middle-aged man in the Tang suit nodded slightly and spoke, “Old Bai, you may begin. Assess this young man’s capabilities.”
“Yes,” Elder Bai replied with deference.
Seeing this, Luo Feng muttered inwardly, Even when meeting Head Instructor ‘Wu Tong,’ Instructor Jiang Nian wasn’t this respectful. This Elder Bai must hold quite a high position in the main Limit Association Headquarters. Yet, before this Supervisor, he is utterly deferential… Just what sort of identity does this Supervisor possess?
Regardless, this Supervisor was clearly a person of considerable power and authority.
“Beep!”
The power testing machine, speed tester, and other instruments were all activated.
“Whoosh~~”
All the recording equipment, including cameras, in the spacious second-floor training hall powered on, clearly intending to capture every moment of Luo Feng’s evaluation. The four young men and women in white suits immediately sprang into action, some holding handheld computers, others personally checking the precision of the various instruments.
“Elder Bai, the instruments are functioning perfectly,” the young woman in the white suit reported.
“Good,” Elder Bai turned to Luo Feng. “Luo Feng, let’s begin the testing. Start with the punching power test.”
Luo Feng took a deep breath and walked toward the punching power machine. At this moment, every eye was on him—Jiang Nian, Elder Bai, the four young people in white suits, and even the lofty Supervisor above. Luo Feng, who had appeared relaxed moments before, exploded into action like a startled leopard, lunging forward.
“Bang!” A heavy punch accompanied by a burst of air slammed into the machine’s target pad.
Luo Feng immediately looked at the display—‘3110g.’
“Not bad, young man,” the usually composed Supervisor smiled and nodded. “Continue to the next item.”
The speed test and neural reaction test results followed swiftly.
Speed test result—58 m/s.
Neural reaction test—Full marks for Novice Warrior level, Excellent for Intermediate Warrior level!
“Phew.”
Luo Feng stepped out of the red circle of the neural reaction tester. Seeing that his results matched his usual performance, he finally let out a sigh of relief. “That’s a relief; I didn’t bottle it at the critical moment.” Instructor Jiang Nian, standing beside Luo Feng, visibly relaxed too, knowing that under intense pressure, some people easily fail to perform to their true capacity.
“Of the three physical metrics, this neural reaction score is slightly better than the other two,” the middle-aged man in the Tang suit commented with a smile.
“His age is also 18, well within the limits.”
The middle-aged man in the Tang suit turned to Jiang Nian and smiled warmly. “You’ve produced such a talent in Yanzhou District, Jiang Nian; your contribution is undeniable.”
Jiang Nian couldn't help but show a flash of joy. “It’s mainly because Luo Feng here is hardworking enough.”
“Mm.”
The middle-aged man in the Tang suit focused his gaze on Luo Feng and spoke solemnly, “Luo Feng, are you willing to join my Limit Martial Arts Academy right now? I trust Jiang Nian has already informed you of the terms.”
“I am willing to join,” Luo Feng replied without hesitation.
“Excellent.”
The middle-aged man in the Tang suit clapped his hands, laughing. “According to the old rules, you can choose to reside in a villa in either Yanzhou City or the main district headquarters. You have residency rights, but not the right to sell it. The villas in our Limit Martial Arts Academy community are exclusively for the residence of our martial artists.”
“In addition, twenty million in startup capital! And three secret manuals—a movement technique, an internal cultivation method, and an attack method—with a combined value not exceeding fifty million.” The middle-aged man in the Tang suit smiled. “Am I correct?”
“Yes,” Luo Feng nodded.
The middle-aged man in the Tang suit turned to a woman in a white suit standing nearby. “Draft a contract, following the old rules… but amend one clause. Luo Feng can choose any movement technique, internal cultivation method, or attack manual. As long as the price is under one hundred million in total, it will be free. I will cover the cost.”
“Yes, Supervisor,” the white-suited woman glanced at Luo Feng in surprise but didn't dare question further, immediately moving to print the contract.
“Supervisor…” Luo Feng was stunned.
The previous benefits stipulated a maximum value of fifty million for the three manuals. Now, it had instantly increased to one hundred million, paid for by the Supervisor himself.
“Luo Feng, you are exceptional,” the middle-aged man in the Tang suit smiled faintly. “I have high hopes for you; don't worry about this small sum.”
“Small sum?” Luo Feng was secretly astonished.
An increase from fifty million to one hundred million—meaning this Supervisor was prepared to spend tens of millions on him—and he called it a small sum? Even a Wargod-level martial artist might not be this extravagant.
“Thank you, Supervisor,” Luo Feng said gratefully.
The middle-aged man in the Tang suit smiled faintly. By then, the printed contract had arrived. He casually took the contract and a pen and quickly signed his name. The white-suited young woman then handed the contract and pen to Luo Feng: “Sign here, here, and here is fine.”
Luo Feng quickly scanned the contract. The terms were clear and straightforward, with several clauses plainly written, free from confusing technical jargon. Luo Feng immediately signed.
“Welcome, Luo Feng. Welcome to the family of the Limit Martial Arts Academy!” The middle-aged man in the Tang suit extended his hand with a smile.
Luo Feng also reached out and shook the Supervisor’s hand.
“Starting today, you can move directly into the martial artist villa community,” the middle-aged man in the Tang suit said pleasantly. “As for your startup capital and the selection of manuals, you will need to officially become a registered martial artist and possess martial artist credentials before you are eligible to access the internal network of the Limit Martial Arts Academy to select your manuals. Your startup capital will also be directly deposited into your martial artist account.”
Luo Feng nodded.
“Oh, yes, my name is Zhuge Tao. Don't forget it, young man,” the middle-aged man in the Tang suit said with a smile, before leading the four young men and women in white suits out of the villa.
The second floor was empty once more, leaving only Elder Bai, Jiang Nian, and Luo Feng.
“Phew, I was holding my breath a little while the Supervisor was here,” Jiang Nian chuckled.
“I also didn’t expect the Supervisor to come in person,” Elder Bai mused.
Luo Feng asked in confusion, “Instructor, Elder Bai, just who is this Supervisor?”
“Haha, young man, you are very lucky. The Supervisor saw your potential and casually increased the limit for your manual selection by fifty million, bringing it up to one hundred million,” Elder Bai looked at Luo Feng, his voice filled with wonder. “What astonished me most was that the Supervisor actually told you his name! It seems he truly holds you in high regard.”
“His name?” Luo Feng hadn't realized what it meant for a Supervisor to proactively reveal his name to someone.
Hearing the name Zhuge Tao, Luo Feng didn't feel any immediate shock, only a fleeting thought… the surname Zhuge was quite rare.
“Luo Feng, in our terms, the Supervisor is one of the Four Giants of our Jiangnan Limit Martial Arts Association area,” Jiang Nian said with a smile.
“The Four Giants?” Luo Feng was momentarily taken aback.
Elder Bai shot Jiang Nian a look and whispered, “These are informal terms. At the Jiangnan Limit Association Headquarters, the highest authority is the President, followed by the Three Supervisors! The President and the Three Supervisors are what many martial artists secretly call the Four Giants! Each holds immense power. To become a Supervisor, one must first reach the ‘High-Level Wargod’ strength level, have made significant contributions to the academy, and secure the support of a sufficient number of God-level powerhouses!”
“Oh?” Luo Feng was inwardly surprised.
Three conditions to become a Supervisor? Strength, contribution points, and the backing of enough God-level experts?
“Luo Feng, to the Supervisor, fifty million truly isn't much,” Jiang Nian lowered his voice. “In my opinion, the reason the Supervisor values you is because of your young age—only 18! He believes you have the hope, the potential, to become a God-level martial artist in the future. That's why he’s investing fifty million to help you out today.”
Luo Feng nodded.
Elder Bai next to him smiled faintly. “However, Luo Feng, don't be complacent. Your talent is excellent, but achieving the God-level is incredibly, incredibly difficult! The Supervisor only thinks you have a sliver of hope, a possibility.”
“Because of a sliver of possibility, he invests fifty million to help me?” Luo Feng sighed inwardly.
The rules of the Limit Martial Arts Academy were strict. The internal terms offered Luo Feng a maximum of fifty million for the three manuals. Even the Supervisor couldn’t override the regulations; he could only supplement that amount from his own pocket to aid someone. And for martial artists in their nascent stages, high-quality manuals were undeniably crucial.
“Stop overthinking it, Luo Feng. The Supervisor’s regard for you is beneficial and has no downside,” Jiang Nian urged. “The Supervisor’s network is vast—the military, the circles of God-level experts, the government, various powerful families… the Supervisor has connections everywhere. He is truly one of the top figures in all of Jiangnan City, a giant-level figure.”
Luo Feng nodded.
It was a good thing the Supervisor held a favorable view of him; why dwell on complexity? Since the man helped him, he would repay the favor if he ever had the chance in the future.
“Luo Feng, when are you planning to move? Into the martial artist community in Yanzhou City? Or here in the main district?” Jiang Nian inquired.
Luo Feng hesitated slightly…
His parents’ friends, almost all of them, were in Yanzhou City. All the friends he was familiar with were also mostly in Yanzhou City.
“I’ll move into the Mingyue Community,” Luo Feng decided.
—————— Monday, Tomato requests recommendation votes! .