This terrifying force, she had never heard of it before, so it was natural for her to investigate thoroughly.

"Yes." Although the captain of the Defense Corps was puzzled about why to investigate these things for no reason, he still agreed without hesitation.

Chasing Light City, Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall.

The noon sun shone on the training ground, causing the sweat on the heads of the numerous Martial Arts Hall Defense Corps apprentices in training to drip down uncontrollably, even soaking a significant portion of the training ground.

Meanwhile, men and women in the attire of Defense Corps captains, already at the level of Martial Artist, were training these newcomers to the Defense Corps, making them practice the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall's museum's martial techniques, the Thunder Light Palm, repeatedly.

Whenever an apprentice couldn't hold on, these martial artist captains would give them a good lecture until they completed hundreds of Thunder Light Palm practices, at which point a Type One Healing Potion would be distributed to restore their damaged bodies, allowing them to begin the afternoon training.

"Xia Ling, I really didn't expect you to directly join the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall. I thought you would join one of the major forces in the clan." Classmate Zoe from Chasing Light University looked at Xia Ling, who had completed the morning training, in surprise, "Didn't the clan elders invite you to participate in the Half-Scale Training Camp?"

Xia Ling, who was also participating in the Five Cities Grand Competition, was not less talented than her, and would normally be invited and cultivated by the clan.

The Half-Scale Race, as one of the top ten strong clans in Chasing Light City, had its own training and heritage system, which ranked second only to the Genius Training Camp in the entire city.

She came to the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall today to learn martial arts techniques, only to find that Xia Ling had joined and even became a member of its Defense Corps, something she could hardly believe.

"I was invited." Xia Ling wiped the sweat from her forehead and said plainly, "But I refused."

"Are you crazy! That's the clan's main focus of cultivation, more useful than the Five Cities Grand Competition. Don't you want to pass the entrance to the Genius Training Camp?" Zoe looked at the voluntarily rejecting Xia Ling, utterly bewildered.

The Genius Training Camp gathered resources from the entire Chasing Light City, designed specifically to nurture strong individuals for the city. The training camps established by the top ten clans of Chasing Light City could be considered preliminary preparation for entering the Genius Training Camp.

As long as one entered the clan's training camp, the chances of getting into the Genius Training Camp would increase by at least thirty or forty percent. Yet, Xia Ling gave it up just like that.

"I'm not crazy." Xia Ling explained, "If I join the clan's training camp, then I can only join the clan's forces in the future. After that, I fear I would no longer be able to join the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall to learn its real secrets. Besides, joining the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall won't affect my chances of getting into the Genius Training Camp."

"You don't think the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall's Defense Corps training is better than the clan's, do you?" Zoe glanced at the Defense Corps martial artists directing the training, speechless, "I admit the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall is a major force with Bone Forger Realm experts sitting in, but in terms of cultivation, it lags far behind the clan. The clan directly brings in Bone Forger Realm martial artists for guidance, and there's an unlimited supply of Type One Potions alongside daily provisions of high-level monster flesh."

"I've only been here two days, and I'm already close to becoming an Extreme Quasi-Martial Artist. The Five Cities Grand Competition is just a few days away, so I'm confident I'll become a true Extreme Quasi-Martial Artist before then. With my learned high-tier martial techniques, competing for the top twenty places is not impossible."

As she spoke, Zoe demonstrated her qi and blood, which flowed through her whole body, showing a noticeable enhancement of her internal organs, far surpassing an ordinary quasi-martial artist.

This scene astonished many apprentices who came to the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall to learn martial arts techniques.

For someone so young to possess such a formidable qi and blood level, becoming a true martial artist was a certain prospect.

Just as Zoe was about to say something more, Meng Wei, the first commander of the Martial Arts Hall Defense Corps, came down the stairs.

As Meng Wei descended, everyone in the Martial Arts Hall couldn't help but turn their heads to look.

Originally, Meng Wei was a Martial Artist Elder in the Iron Heart Gang. Yet, after joining the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall, his strength advanced rapidly, transforming from an Initial Stage Martial Artist to a Middle Tier Martial Artist, a recognized expert even in the city suburbs.

"Here is the list of today's top performers. These individuals may skip the afternoon training and receive a bottle of Type One Energy Potion and a bottle of Type One Healing Potion to cultivate in the Meditation Room." As Meng Wei spoke, he posted the list on the training ground notice board.

Immediately, the recently trained Defense Corps apprentices rushed forward in unison, like a pack of wolves, eyeing delicious fresh meat with eagerness, afraid to be left behind.

At this moment, even Xia Ling, who was chatting with Zoe, utilized her martial artist level step technique to quickly dart to the notice board, leaving Zoe in astonishment.

"Great! It's finally my turn today!" Looking at the posted list, Xia Ling clenched her fists, unable to conceal her joy.

Zoe watched the ecstatic Xia Ling, her astonishment growing.

"It's just a list for free cultivation; is there really a need to be this happy?" Zoe couldn't help but feel a bit concerned for Xia Ling's future.

She and Xia Ling, as individuals with some background in the Half-Scale Race, had been vigorously training from a young age, often not even needing supervision, their norm being eighteen hours of training a day. Without this regimen, they would have been ousted by other family descendants long ago.

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