"I've known for a long time that Wei Wen and Luo Feng are exceptionally talented. After all, they discovered micro-level movements at just 18 and were recruited into our extreme martial arts gym at a young age," Zhou Zhengyong said, filled with emotion.
"While the micro-level movement technique is impressive, what surprises me more is the Nine-Level Thunder Sword. How long has it been since they reached this level?"
"Lao Lu, when did you achieve such a high level of teaching?" Zhou Zhengyong asked incredulously.
Although Zhou Zhengyong felt astonished, once he calmed down, he realized how fortunate he was. Both Wei Wen and Luo Feng were peerless geniuses, and such talents were rare to find in the world!
With their performances, there would be absolutely no issues in entering the elite training camp. In other words, even if he recommended Wei Wen and Luo Feng to join the headquarters' elite training camp right now, his application would be accepted without hesitation!
The elite training camp, also known as the God of War Preparatory Camp for warriors, promised that as long as there were no significant setbacks, participants would undoubtedly become God of War, not just ordinary warriors.
Of course, the headquarters would likely arrange assessments for them. Their admission would depend on their performance during those evaluations.
"As for teaching, I've only guided them on actual combat techniques. By the time I introduced them to the Nine-Level Thunder Sword, they had already broken through a new bottleneck," Lu Gang admitted, a smirk playing on his lips. "I feel a bit redundant as a teacher."
He continued, "It's as if their sword skills are hiding their true genius. It's unfortunate that I can't harness my full potential; otherwise, my own knife work would have improved dramatically."
"Really?" Zhou Zhengyong remained silent for a moment, contemplating the elite training camp's entry requirements. "You should record their sparring sessions, and I will recommend them to join."
In his heart, he thought of Lei Shen, the second-best warrior in the world, who was only surpassed by Hong. Wei Wen and Luo Feng were just rookies who had recently come into contact with power, while Lei Shen had been honing the Nine-Level Thunder Sword for decades. How could their skills possibly match his?
Zhou Zhengyong was more focused on ensuring their entry into the elite training camp, knowing it would reflect positively on his performance and bring him direct benefits.
"Understood," Lu Gang nodded.
In the wilderness area, Lu Gang instructed, "Luo Feng, I plan to recommend you to the elite training camp. You guys can spar while I record it on video." He looked at Wei Wen and Luo Feng.
This task was simple; with their expertise, Lu Gang and Zhou Zhengyong could assess Luo Feng's performance using the acceleration techniques demonstrated by Wei Wen and Luo Feng's strikes.
There was no need for further tests on speed and nerve response since their best performance was demonstrated through their practice of the Nine-Level Thunder Sword.
As Wei Wen and Luo Feng utilized the first and second levels of the Nine-Level Thunder Sword against Lu Gang, he recorded the session on video to later send to Zhou Zhengyong.
After Zhou Zhengyong received the video, he contacted Yang Hui again.
"Hey, Tie Shou, why did you remember to call me today?" Yang Hui greeted with a smile. "Isn't it about Wei Wen joining the elite training camp again?"
"Yes, and no," Zhou Zhengyong said, his tone suddenly serious. "Lao Yang, I'll send you a video now. Take a good look!"
Wei Wen had a very high level of understanding, but with his previous performance, he really couldn't join the elite training camp. Had he truly made significant progress recently?
Yang Hui, curious at Zhou Zhengyong's serious expression, clicked on the video sent to him.
"Damn it! You didn't edit this video, right?" Yang Hui exclaimed, disbelief etched on his face.
As everyone knew, videos couldn't be photoshopped, so this must be genuine. Zhou Zhengyong laughed, "The most surprising part is that they just reached this level recently."
"So this time, you're not just recommending Wei Wen for the elite training camp, but also Luo Feng?" Yang Hui inquired.
"With their performance, there's absolutely no problem," Yang Hui stated firmly.
"However, you know how precious spots in the elite training camp are, and I can't decide this on my own," Zhou Zhengyong reminded him.
"I'll do my best to secure their places," Yang Hui promised.
"Thanks! I'll hang up now," Zhou Zhengyong smiled. "I'll report their situation to Inspector Wang, the senior executive of the elite training camp. If there's any news, I'll inform you as soon as possible."
Regardless of their personal interests, Zhou Zhengyong and Yang Hui were genuinely concerned about the talented youth emerging from China.
"Connect to the King's inspector," Yang Hui commanded into his communication watch.
"Drip—dep… Hey," came the deep, hoarse voice on the other end.
"I've seen the inspector," Yang Hui said, standing tall with a respectful demeanor. His posture reflected the inspector's high status within the Extreme Martial Arts Gym, second only to its founder, Hong.
In the hierarchy of the Extreme Martial Arts Gym, the title of "Inspector" was reserved for those who surpassed the God of War level. This meant that anyone holding the position was a planetary-level powerhouse.
As for Wei Wen, he needed only to reach the intermediate God of War level, which would allow his spiritual mastery to break through to planetary status.
Achieving this level was considerably easier than what Luo Feng faced, potentially enabling him to accomplish it over two years earlier than in the original storyline.
"Oh, Yang Hui! What do you need from me?" Inspector Wang's voice came through.
"This time, Zhou Zhengyong, the president of the Extreme Martial Arts Gym in Liangnan Base City, discovered two exceptional geniuses during his visit. Here's their information," Yang Hui explained briefly.
"Let me introduce the two of them. They have practiced the Nine Levels of Thunder Sword for less than ten days and have already reached the first and second levels, respectively. Given their understanding and rapid progress, I believe they qualify for the Elite Training Camp."
Inspector Wang was taken aback by Yang Hui's words. While he hadn't practiced the Nine Levels of Thunder Sword himself, he understood its difficulty.
Completing the first and second levels in such a short time was remarkable. If the God of Thunder learned of this, he would undoubtedly seek to recruit them, as their achievements demonstrated extraordinary potential.
"This year's quota has already been filled, and Huaxia has requested an additional quota previously. Logically speaking, we shouldn't be granting more slots to Huaxia," Inspector Wang mused, pausing for thought.
"Well, let's give Wei Wen and Luo Feng the opportunity to take the B-level test at the end of August. If they maintain their current pace of progress, they will surely pass the assessment, and other countries will likely refrain from gossiping."
In the entire Huaxia Kingdom, with a population exceeding one billion, only one person was typically selected per year from each of the six base cities. Originally, an extra quota had been requested this year; if there were two additional slots, some would undoubtedly accuse Inspector Wang of favoritism.
However, a more challenging B-level assessment had been arranged this time. If Wei Wen and Luo Feng could pass, no one would dare to spread rumors. After all, who among the other countries could find young, talented warriors capable of passing the B-level examination?
If they lacked such abilities, they should keep quiet. Many of the selected geniuses might not even pass the A-level assessment within a year. Otherwise, there wouldn't be dozens of students in the elite training camp stuck at the first tier of the trial tower.