Chairman "Zhou Yongzheng"

As soon as Wang Yi caught his breath, he saw Chief Instructor Wu Tong approaching with a smile on his face.

"Wang Yi, congratulations! You've passed the quasi-warrior examination. On behalf of Extreme Martial Arts Club, I formally invite you to join us!" Wu Tong said directly.

Wang Yi was a little taken aback by Wu Tong's straightforwardness, but he wasn't ready to agree right away. He remembered the many benefits Luo Feng received when he joined, so it wouldn't be wise to rush his decision now.

Seeing Wang Yi's hesitation, Wu Tong grew anxious. "Wang Yi, you're incredibly talented. Extreme Martial Arts Club values talent above all. If you join us, we'll ensure you receive the treatment you deserve!"

The other examiners, witnessing the mighty head of the Yangzhou City Hall personally invite Wang Yi, couldn't help but feel envious. But they knew they couldn't compare to someone of Wang Yi's caliber.

Finally, Wang Yi spoke. "Chief Instructor, I need to know what benefits the martial arts gym can offer. Tell me, and I'll consider it."

Wu Tong studied Wang Yi for a moment, then smiled. "Alright, we can discuss the details in private. This isn't the best place. Let's find somewhere we can talk in depth. I'm confident you'll be impressed with what we offer."

"But some things are beyond my authority. We'll need to consult the General Assembly Hall for approval. Follow me."

As another warrior took over Wu Tong's duties, continuing the assessment process, Wu Tong led Wang Yi to the seventh floor of the building. They entered a spacious, bright room resembling an office. In the center was a silver-white round metal table with a hollow middle, surrounded by purple wooden chairs. Leather sofas and rare potted plants adorned the corners.

Wu Tong glanced at Wang Yi, who was curiously examining the room, and smiled. "This is our Yangzhou City Hall's large audio-visual room. It's used mainly for meetings and communication with higher-ups."

"Your situation is unique," Wu Tong continued, operating some equipment. "With your talent, you could be selected for the 'Elite Training Camp,' the most prestigious training program in Xtreme Martial Arts Gym. But we'll need approval from the Jiangnan General Assembly Hall first, which will relay the request to the global headquarters."

"As soon as we get their decision, we can finalize your benefits."

Wang Yi nodded, already aware of the prestigious 'Elite Training Camp,' often referred to as the 'God of War Reserve Camp,' the most elite training facility for martial artists worldwide.

Wu Tong activated the 3D projection system and took a deep breath. "We're in luck. The president is online."

Normally, contacting the General Assembly Hall didn't require such a high-tech device. But for urgent or special matters, they used this system.

Wu Tong turned to Wang Yi. "When you meet the president, be respectful. Understood?"

Wang Yi nodded. He knew that Zhou Zhengyong, president of the Jiangnan Base City General Assembly Hall, was a formidable God of War and ranked among the top three in Jiangnan Base City.

Soon, the 3D projection materialized into the image of a man in his fifties, wearing workout clothes. He appeared almost as real as if he were in the room, though a faint halo surrounded him.

Wang Yi's attention was drawn to the man's large hands—each resembling a giant fan. Just one hand was the size of two ordinary hands.

"This must be Zhou Yongzheng, known as the 'Iron Hand' and president of the Jiangnan General Assembly Hall," Wang Yi thought.

"What's so urgent, Wu Tong?" Zhou Yongzheng's low, authoritative voice filled the room.

Wu Tong respectfully recounted everything, from Wang Yi's extraordinary performance in the assessment to his unique abilities. As he spoke, Zhou Yongzheng's expression shifted.

"An eighteen-year-old who has never practiced genetic training, yet possesses physical fitness nearing that of an advanced fighter? And he's mastered 'micro-level body techniques'? Is this the young man?" Zhou YongZheng asked, his sharp gaze fixed on Wang Yi.

"Yes, his name is Wang Yi, from Jiujiang City in our Jiangnan base." Wu Tong replied, though he seemed slightly embarrassed, as the genius from Jiujiang City had come to Yangzhou City for the assessment.

Zhou Yongzheng didn't concern himself with such trivial matters. His eyes remained focused on Wang Yi. "Wang Yi, you've heard Wu Tong's report. You have great talent. If I were to invite you to join Extreme Martial Arts Club, would you accept?"

He continued, "If you do, I'll personally apply for your entry into the 'Elite Training Camp.' Of course, approval is needed from above, but even if that doesn't work out, you could join the 'Basic Training Camp,' which is also an excellent program."

"The Basic Training Camp recruits talented geniuses from all over the world, providing them with top-tier training. The Elite Training Camp, on the other hand, is for the best of the best, filled with exceptional talents."

"Regardless of which camp you enter, you'll receive far better development than anywhere else."

"As for other benefits, I'll ensure you get the best. In addition to personal training, you'll receive a villa in the martial artist community for you and your family. You can choose any training manual worth up to 500 million yuan, with the cost fully covered by the gym. And you'll also receive 100 million yuan as start-up capital. What do you think?"

Zhou yongzheng's voice echoed in the room as he looked at Wang Yi expectantly. While ordinary talents didn't capture his interest, someone like Wang Yi, with the potential to join the 'Elite Training Camp,' was a rare find.

The Elite Training Camp was also known as the 'God of War Reserve Camp,' where every student had the potential to become a God of War—and a particularly powerful one at that.

With Wang Yi's talent, even if he didn't make it into the Elite Training Camp, he could still become a God of War after a few years of training in the Basic Training Camp.

In the silence that followed, Wang Yi seemed to be deep in thought. After a long moment, under the expectant gaze of Wu Tong and Zhou yongzheng, he finally spoke.

"Alright, I'll join Extreme Martial Arts Club."

Hearing Wang Yi's decision, a cheerful smile slowly appeared on Zhou yongzheng's serious face.