novelTele Chapter 60: War God Training Camp
Chapter 60: War God Training Camp
June 12, 2054 AD, is a special day.
After flying through the clouds for nearly three hours, Lin Yun finally saw his destination through the car window.
Hongning Base City.
This is a base city personally established by "Hong," the world's strongest individual, after the Great Nirvana Era. It is also the global headquarters of the Ultimate Martial Arts Academy. Located on a vast plain, it is surrounded by towering alloy walls, with a sentry post every hundred meters, patrolled day and night by fully armed soldiers and mecha warriors. The entire city resembles a sleeping behemoth, quiet and majestic.
The passenger plane slowed down at the city gate, passed multiple identity verifications, and then slowly taxied into the city.
Lin Yun looked out the car window, his surprise growing stronger.
The interior of Hongning Base City is completely different from that of Jiangnan Base City. The architecture here is simple and rugged, mostly made of metal and glass, with sharp lines and distinct angles. The streets are wide and clean, with few pedestrians, but everyone walks with a steady and powerful gait, carrying an aura of seasoned warriors.
"There are no ordinary people here." Yang Hui seemed to see Lin Yun's doubts. "The residents of Hongning Base City are either martial artists, their family members, or staff of the Extreme Martial Arts Academy. Ordinary people are not allowed to live here."
Lin Yun nodded. No wonder everyone here seemed so formidable.
The hovercar traveled through the city and eventually stopped in front of a huge complex of buildings.
The global headquarters of the Ultimate Martial Arts Academy.
This is a vast complex of buildings, with the main building reaching hundreds of meters in height. Constructed entirely of deep blue alloy and glass, it reflects a cold, gleaming light in the sunlight. In front of the main building is a huge plaza, in the center of which stands a sculpture—a human figure with outstretched arms, gazing upwards as if embracing the entire universe.
That's Hong. The world's strongest.
Lin Yun looked at the sculpture, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him. On Earth, Hong was the pinnacle of existence, a planetary-level powerhouse, possessing world-destroying power.
"Let's go," Yang Hui's voice came from behind. "The training camp isn't here, it's behind us."
Lin Yun withdrew his gaze and followed Yang Hui through the main building, arriving deep within the complex.
Then, he saw the gates of the elite training camp.
It was a massive stone gate, flanked by two thick stone pillars, each carved with a lifelike dragon. Above the gate, four large characters were engraved in gold: "Elite Training Camp".
What truly shocked Lin Yun was the statue on either side of the stone gate.
It was a colossal dragon, crouching before the stone gate, its head held high, its eyes wide open, as if watching everyone who entered. Its size was larger than any dragon Lin Yun had ever seen in the Panlong World; every scale was clearly visible, and every whisker was lifelike.
Lin Yun knew this was no ordinary sculpture. These dragon eyes were taken by Hong himself from a real black dragon.
Despite being mentally prepared, Lin Yun still felt a chilling killing intent wash over him the moment his eyes met those dragon eyes. It was a pressure from an ancient behemoth, transcending time and space, as if the black dragon's soul still lingered in its eyes, watching everyone who tried to pass by.
Lin Yun's body stiffened slightly, but he did not stop walking.
He took a deep breath, focusing his mental energy to its limit, and blocked the impact of the killing intent. Then, he steadily stepped between the two giant dragons.
Yang Hui followed behind him, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He had seen many new trainees lose their composure in front of the dragon—some turned pale, some had their legs go weak, and some even collapsed to the ground. Those who, like Lin Yun, merely stiffened slightly and then walked past as if nothing had happened were few and far between.
"Not bad." Yang Hui nodded to himself.
As Lin Yun passed through the stone gate, his attention was drawn to something else.
On the left side inside the stone gate stands a massive black stone tablet. It is approximately ten meters high and five meters wide, entirely black with a smooth, mirror-like surface. Engraved on its surface are lines of golden names and numbers.
"This is the Black Dragon Ranking." Yang Hui walked to the stone tablet, looked up at the names, and said, "It's the ranking list for the Elite Training Camp. Every student's name will appear on it, arranged from highest to lowest according to their overall strength. The ranking is updated every month, and it's one of the most important things in the training camp."
Lin Yun's gaze swept from bottom to top.
Looking from bottom to top, the higher the ranking, the higher the name appears.
"NO.179 Chu Qiang (540601)"
"NO.178 Li Wei (540302)"
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"NO.100 Zhao Han (540112)"
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"NO.40 Lei (530915)"
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"NO.10 Fang Yu (520803)"
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"NO.3 Camille (490916)"
"NO.2 Jocelyn (510601)"
"NO.1 He Lingruo (500911)"
Lin Yun's gaze lingered on the top three names for a moment.
Camille, 490916 – a student who enrolled in September 1949, has been in the training camp for nearly five years and is about to graduate. Jocelyn, who enrolled in June 1951, is a four-year veteran. He Lingruo, who enrolled in September 1950, is also a four-year veteran and was ranked first in the training camp.
"He Lingruo..." Lin Yun murmured. He didn't recognize the name. In the original story, Luo Feng entered the training camp in 57, by which time she should have already graduated.
"Let's go, I'll take you to the Nine-Story Tower." Yang Hui turned and walked deeper into the training camp.
Located at the very heart of the training camp, the Nine-Story Tower is a colossal nine-story structure. Constructed entirely of black alloy and glass, its square shape and clean lines exude a sense of stability and majesty.
"This nine-story building is where all the students study and train," Yang Hui explained as they walked. "All the training rooms are here. From now on, you'll spend 90% of your time here, except for eating and sleeping."
Lin Yun looked up at the nine-story tower, a sense of anticipation rising in his heart. He knew that the Nine-Story Tower contained trial rooms, challenge rooms, and gravity chambers—all products of ancient civilizations and the most advanced training facilities on Earth.
Just as the two reached the entrance of the Nine-Story Tower, a young man came out from inside.
He was in his early twenties, tall and handsome, wearing a dark blue training uniform, exuding a calm and composed demeanor. His gaze fell on Yang Hui, then noticed Lin Yun beside him.
"Hello, Teacher Yang." The young man bowed slightly, then looked at Lin Yun. "Is this our new student?"
Yang Hui smiled and said, "Shi Jiang, you've come at the right time. Let me introduce you. This is Lin Yun, also a trainee from your Jiangnan Base City. He just arrived at the training camp today. I'm about to take him to complete the formalities. He'll be staying at the Jiangnan Pavilion. You can take him there later to meet the other trainees."
Shi Jiang's eyes lit up, and his gaze towards Lin Yun became more friendly: "Hello, junior brother. My name is Shi Jiang. I joined the training camp last year and I'm from the main urban area of Jiangnan City. What about you?"
"Greetings, Senior Brother." Lin Yun bowed slightly. "My name is Lin Yun, and I come from Yangzhou City."
"Yangzhou?" A hint of surprise flashed in Shi Jiang's eyes. "My maternal grandfather was from Yangzhou! I used to play there a lot when I was a child. What a coincidence!"
With Shi Jiang joining them, the atmosphere immediately became lively. The three of them walked and chatted. Shi Jiang was cheerful and humorous, and he told Lin Yun many interesting stories about the training camp.
"How old are you this year?" Shi Jiang asked.
"She'll be sixteen soon."
Shi Jiang paused, a hint of shock flashing in his eyes. Entering the elite training camp at the age of fifteen was an extremely rare feat in the entire history of the training camp.
"Fifteen years old..." Shi Jiang murmured, "Then you were three years older than me. I didn't get in until I was eighteen."
Yang Hui walked ahead, and upon hearing their conversation, a slight smile appeared on his lips. He had seen countless geniuses, but someone like Lin Yun was truly rare.
The enrollment procedures were handled in a spacious and bright hall on the first floor of the Nine-Story Building. Yang Hui handed Lin Yun's documents to the staff member, who worked on the computer for a while before looking up.
"Lin Yun, what should the last two digits of your student ID number be?" Yang Hui asked.
Lin Yun thought for a moment and said, "Let's go with 16."
He's about to turn sixteen, so using that number as a code name is just right.
The staff member typed a few words on the keyboard, then nodded: "Okay, your student ID is 540616. The rest of the procedures will be completed shortly. Here is your student ID, dormitory key, and the laptop provided by the training camp."
Lin Yun took the items and thanked him.
The moment his student ID was entered into the system, a new name appeared on the Black Dragon List—NO.180 Lin Yun (540616).
The news spread around the world within minutes.
The Black Dragon Ranking of the Elite Training Camp is one of the most closely watched lists by major global powers. Every name on the list represents one of the world's most outstanding geniuses. And the appearance of each new name sparks a silent struggle.
Inside a building constructed underground in the capital city of Huaxia Kingdom.
Three floors underground, in an elegantly decorated office. A lean man dressed in loose-fitting training clothes sat behind a desk, lightly tapping the surface with one hand while flipping through newly received documents with the other. He had a black mole on his chin, a cold gaze, and exuded the authority of someone long accustomed to a position of power.
The document contains all of Lin Yun's information—from his birth in a low-rent housing community, to entering Yian District No. 3 High School, to participating in the quasi-martial artist assessment, to joining the Extreme Martial Arts Academy, to entering the wilderness area to hunt monsters... all the recorded information is complete.
After reading the information, the lean man remained silent for a moment, then picked up the phone on the table.
"Send orders to the Jiangnan Base City branch to have someone keep a 24-hour watch on Lin Yun's family." His voice was deep and powerful. "First, ensure that Lin Yun's family never leaves Jiangnan Base City. Second, ensure the safety of Lin Yun's family. We absolutely cannot allow what happened last time to repeat itself."
"Yes."
Meanwhile, the same scene is playing out in different places across the world's five major powers, various base cities, special departments of government and military, the nine core families of the HR Alliance, and dozens of important families.
Every faction received information about Lin Yun immediately, every faction analyzed this fifteen-year-old boy who entered the elite training camp, and every faction formulated a plan against him—some wanted to win him over, some wanted to guard against him, some wanted to use him, and some wanted to destroy him.
HR Alliance headquarters, in a secluded room.
Congressman Clement stood before the screen wall, staring at the documents he had just received. A cold fury burned in his gray eyes.
"Lin Yun..." he murmured the name, his fingers lightly tapping on the screen. "Fifteen years old, a junior warrior, entered the elite training camp. He has billions in spending records... It's all too coincidental."
He turned around and looked at the technicians behind him: "Haven't you found out the source of his funds yet?"
"We can't find it." The technician shook his head. "Extreme Martial Arts Academy protects its students' account information extremely well; we can't penetrate it."
Clement was silent for a moment, then sneered, "It doesn't matter if we can't find out. He's already been exposed."
His gaze returned to Lin Yun's photo on the screen, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes: "I couldn't do anything to you in the training camp. But I don't believe you'll never come out. As long as you leave the training camp one day, I will collect what you owe me, with interest."
Unbeknownst to him, the boy he had his eye on was currently in a training camp thousands of miles away, preparing to start a new life with his future companions.
Lin Yun knew nothing about this.
He was following Shi Jiang toward Jiangnan Pavilion.
Jiangnan Pavilion is one of the dormitories in the training camp, divided according to region, and is specifically assigned to trainees from Jiangnan Base City. It is located in the southeast corner of the training camp and is a typical traditional Chinese building—white walls and black tiles, flying eaves and upturned corners, with lifelike dragons carved on the walls.
Pushing open the courtyard gate, a courtyard several tens of meters in diameter comes into view. The courtyard is paved with bluestone slabs, planted with a few green bamboos, and in one corner there is a stone table and a few stone chairs. Three independent pavilions are arranged in a triangular shape, each three stories high, with carved windows and vermilion pillars, exuding an antique charm.
The courtyard was quiet, with only the rustling of the wind through the bamboo leaves.
Shi Jiang stood in the center of the courtyard and shouted loudly, "Senior Sister, we have a new member at Jiangnan Pavilion!"
After a moment of silence, a tranquil voice came from the pavilion on the left: "Oh? So, a newcomer has finally arrived?"
Lin Yun looked up and saw a woman slowly walking out of the pavilion.
She was dressed in traditional Chinese Hanfu, the white dress fluttering gently in the breeze. Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, her face was delicate and beautiful, and her eyes held a light and ethereal quality. Her steps were very light, and she made almost no sound as she descended the stairs.
He Lingruo. Ranked first on the Black Dragon List. The strongest in the training camp.
Lin Yun looked at the woman, a slight stirring in his heart. She didn't possess an aggressive aura; instead, she exuded a gentle, refined charm. Yet, Lin Yun could sense the power contained within her.
"Senior sister, this is Lin Yun. He just arrived at our training camp today. He just turned sixteen this year and is also from Yangzhou City," Shi Jiang introduced with a smile.
He Lingruo's gaze fell on Lin Yun, she looked him up and down, and then nodded slightly.
"Sixteen? Not bad." Her voice was soft as she turned and walked back into the pavilion.
Shi Jiang watched her retreating figure and smiled at Lin Yun, saying, "That's just how my senior sister is. She seems cold, but she's actually a very nice person. You'll see later."
Lin Yun nodded without saying anything more.
"Come on, I'll take you to your room." Shi Jiang led Lin Yun toward the pavilion on the right. "Our Jiangnan Pavilion has three pavilions in total. Senior Sister lives in the one on the left, I live in the one in the middle, and the one on the right has been empty all this time. Now it's yours."
Lin Yun entered the pavilion and found the interior to be simply yet elegantly furnished. The first floor contained a living room and a study, the second floor had a bedroom and a training room, and the third floor was a terrace overlooking the entire training camp.
Shi Jiang led him to the study and pointed to the laptop on the table: "This is the computer provided by the training camp. There is an e-book called 'Trainee Guidelines' inside. Take a good look at it. The rules of the training camp, the points system, and all kinds of rewards are all in there."
"Okay, thank you, senior brother."
"Don't mention it." Shi Jiang patted him on the shoulder. "You go ahead and look around. I'll go prepare dinner. I'll introduce you to the other students from the other pavilions tonight."
After Shi Jiang left, Lin Yun sat down at his desk and opened his laptop.
The screen lit up, and there was only one icon on the desktop—"Student Instructions." He clicked on the document and began to read it carefully.
As Lin Yun read further, he learned more and more about the elite training camp.
The most crucial element of the training camp is the points ranking.
A student's ranking directly determines the resources they can access. The higher the ranking, the longer they can use the gravity chamber, the better the teaching resources they can obtain, and the more generous the rewards they can receive.
The formula for calculating points is: Points = Battle Points × Battle Power Amplitude.
Battle points are earned by hunting monsters. 1 point is awarded for a low-level monster, 10 points for a mid-level monster, 100 points for a high-level monster, and 1000 points for a low-level monster.
Combat Power Amplitude = Punch Power Level × Trial Tower Level
The power level of a punch is a multiple of the power generation techniques like the Ninefold Thunder Blade. 1.5 times is level 1.5, 2.8 times is level 2.8. The Trial Tower level is determined by challenging the Trial Tower, ranging from 1 to 10, with higher levels representing stronger overall combat capabilities.
"So that's how it is." Lin Yun said thoughtfully.
His punching power level is 2.8, and his Trial Tower level has not yet been tested. If his Trial Tower level reaches 3, then his combat power amplitude will be 8.4, and his score will be 8.4 times his battle points.
Lin Yun continued reading.
If you rank first every month and accumulate nine first-place finishes, you can receive a Dragon Blood worth 800 billion, choose any three complete sets of secret manuals for free, and choose either "Hong" or "Thunder God" as your teacher and become their personal disciple.
The player who ranks first each month, and accumulates six first-place finishes, will receive a drop of jadeite worth 300 billion, the option to choose any complete set of secret manuals for free, and a chance to receive personal guidance from either "Hong" or "Thunder God".
"You have to be number one nine times to get the Dragon Blood..." Lin Yun frowned slightly.
That's too difficult. He Lingruo spent four years in the training camp, and how many times did she get first place? For a newcomer like him to get first place nine times in a short period of time is almost impossible.
But he remembered that in the original story, after Luo Feng broke into the top 100 in the first month, the Limitless Martial Arts Academy took the initiative to sign a contract with him, stipulating that if he reached a certain level within a specified time, he would receive the Dragon Blood.
"Maybe I can give it a try," Lin Yun thought to himself.
The rankings for June are already set, so they won't be included. Starting in July, if he can break into the top 100 in the first month, he might be able to get a similar contract.
As for becoming a direct disciple of Hong or Lei Shen, Lin Yun wasn't particularly eager. His cultivation path differed from others; the cultivation systems of the two worlds mutually reinforced each other, giving him a far greater understanding of power than ordinary people. While Hong and Lei Shen were powerful, their cultivation systems might not be suitable for him.
However, the reward of any three complete sets of secret manuals did interest him. He was currently cultivating the "Phantom Blade Technique" in the Panlong World and had already made some progress. If he could obtain more ultimate secret manuals, his speed of comprehending the laws would be even faster.
Lin Yun continued scrolling down and saw another reward.
Reaching level 6 in punching power (6x power) will grant you a share of Dragon Blood worth 800 billion, an SS-grade combat suit, and a complete set of weapons...
Once your punching power level reaches level 5, you will receive...
"Six times the power..." Lin Yun murmured. The ninth level of the Ninefold Thunder Blade requires seven times the power, and six times the power is roughly equivalent to the eighth level. He is only at the third level now, and is still far from the eighth level.
But it's not impossible. He has the advantage of cultivating in two worlds simultaneously; comprehending the laws of lightning in the Panlong World can greatly accelerate his understanding of the Ninefold Thunder Blade. He believes that in a few years, he will reach that level.
Lin Yun continued reading, and then his eyes suddenly lit up.
Reaching level 5 in the Trial Tower will grant you the position of "Inspector" at the Ultimate Martial Arts Academy, along with a share of Dragon Blood worth 800 billion, a full set of SS-grade combat uniforms and weapons, any three complete sets of martial arts manuals, and a complete set of the ancient civilization relic "Black God"...
Inspector! That's a position only beings beyond the level of a War God can obtain. The ancient civilization's relic, the "Black God" set, is a legendary treasure, said to render one immune to any attack below the level of a War God.
"Trial Tower Level 5..." Lin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly.
This is the greatest reward. While punching power can be improved through hard training, the Trial Tower tests comprehensive combat ability—strength, speed, skill, reaction, tactics… a full reflection of real combat ability.
"Let's give it a try first," Lin Yun thought to himself.
He continued reading, and the next section introduced the various training rooms.
The Trial Room, Challenge Room, and Gravity Room—these three training rooms are all converted from relics of ancient civilizations and are the most valuable facilities in the training camp.
The Trial Room is a virtual combat system where you can fight monsters of various levels without getting injured, making it the best place to hone your combat skills. The Challenge Room is where students spar with each other; you can apply to fight any student, and the winner earns points. The Gravity Room is a special room where gravity can be adjusted; training in a high-gravity environment can greatly improve your physical abilities.
"These facilities are far superior to those I used in Yangzhou City," Lin Yun thought to himself with anticipation.
After reading the entire "Trainee Instructions" e-book, Lin Yun then opened the teaching video library provided by the training camp.
The video library is meticulously categorized—body techniques, swordsmanship, fist techniques, footwork, combat skills… Each category contains dozens of instructional videos, progressing step-by-step from basic to advanced.
Lin Yun clicked on a video tutorial on movement techniques.
In the video, an instructor dressed in a white training uniform is demonstrating movement techniques. His movements are slow, but he explains every detail very clearly.
"The realm of body movement is divided into four levels: Basic, Subtle, Perfect, and Spiritual Realm." The instructor's voice was steady and clear. "The Basic level is the entry level, requiring standardized movements and a stable center of gravity. The Subtle level is the advanced level, requiring precise movements and a smooth center of gravity, achieving 'mind and body in unison.' The Perfect level is the advanced level, requiring movements that are fluid and unpredictable, with complete unity between body and will. The Spiritual Realm level is the pinnacle. At this level, body movement is no longer a skill, but an instinct, a state of oneness with heaven and earth."
Lin Yun watched attentively, memorizing every word her mentor said.
He has reached the level of "subtle insight," but there is still a long way to go before reaching the level of "perfection." As Liu Xu once said, the breakthrough from subtle insight to perfection cannot be achieved through hard work alone; it requires sudden enlightenment.
"There's no rush," Lin Yun thought to himself.
He then opened several more knife technique instruction videos, watching and learning them attentively.
The sky gradually darkened.
Outside the window, the lights of the training camp lit up one by one, illuminating this gathering place of geniuses as if it were daytime. The nine-story building in the distance looked particularly magnificent under the lights, like a lighthouse guiding the way.