Capítulo 32: 32. The Thunder Dojo's invitation
At the entrance of monster town, the
prospective fighters left one by one.
Virtually every prospective fighter had a
few blood stains on them, whether it was
their own blood or the monster's blood.
There were even some prospective
fighters who were being carried out by
their friends.
[BEEP~BEEP~]
An ear piercing sound rang and a large,
heavy truck came out of the town. The
truck was filled with the monster's
corpses.
"Hey, these are the prospective fighters
corpses, someone come pick them up" One
of the large trucks stopped at the side, and
there were indeed quite a bit of corpses.
Some of them were missing large parts of
their body, which were clearly bitten off by
monsters. The truck dumped these
corpses to the side."Ah!"
"Gan!"
"Yin!"
Within a moment, quite a few prospective
fighters were crying out. Some of them
even went to the corpses and wailed.
"What are you crying about?" a cold,
domineering voice rang from a military
officer, which caused quite a few angry
glances to look over at him. But this
military officer scanned the surroundings
coldly, "Who doesn't die when fighting
with monsters! You chose to take the path
of a fighter, so prepare yourself to die!
Society gives fighters special rights, why?
Not for you to enjoy it, but because you kill
large amounts of monsters which benefits
humanity. That's why you receive special
benefits"
"Your position, your authority..... you have
to put your life on the line to receive all of
this!"
"In this exercise you were given only the weakest of monsters, and they aren't even
the type to form packs. If you can't even
pass this, how will you expect to survive in
the wilderness?" the officer's speech made
every prospective fighter quiet down,
since they barely knew anything about
monsters.
The most difficult monster to deal with are
the 'pack types', like the dog type 'mastiff
lion' every time they move they move in a
pack of around ten, so even an
intermediate level fighter wouldn't
approach them.
"Two monster's left ears, next, injured left
arm"
"Lu Fang? Ok, three monster's left ears,
not bad, next"
At the entrance of the town, each
prospective fighter that came out went to
turn in their ears they received from the
slaughter to prove how many monsters
they killed.
"Look, Han Sen came out""It's the Han Sen that the Dojo of Limits
scouted"
"I wonder how many monsters he killed"
"JUst because his body fitness level is good
doesn't mean he'll be good at killing
monsters too"
Most of the prospective fighters have
already came out, and all of them were
focusing on Han Sen, who just walked out
of the entrance. Han Sen, Wan Dong, and
Ma Xiao, these three were the prospective
fighters that were scouted. One to ten, and
ten to a hundred, almost everyone here
recognizes Han Sen and the others.
"Hm?" Right when he walked out, he was
being stared at by a huge amount of
prospective fighters, so Han Sen couldn't
help but to waver.
"Han Sen, correct? Hand over the
monster's left ears to me" there were three
military officers sitting ahead, and two of
them were using laptops while one of them
was looking at Han Sen."Yes"
Han Sen nodded and put down the bag he
was carrying. Within a moment, a large
amount of prospective fighters gathered
around and their gazes were all focused on
Han Sen's bag. They were all curious.....
how many monsters did Han Sen kill.
[HUA!] Han Sen immediately turned the
bag upside down and poured the large
amount of ears into the metal pot. A small
pile formed, which filled over half the pot.
"So many?"
"This guy killed so many monsters?" All the
prospective fighters watching from afar
were shocked.
At that time, the military officer was
counting up the ears, and soon after he
smiled as he looked at Han Sen: "Han Sen, not bad, 36 monster's left ears in
total. Until now, you have the most
confirmed kills. Hm, and you aren't injured
either""Next" the military officer looked towards
the oncoming people and Han Sen smiled
as he walked away.
"After I pass the fighter combat exam, I'll
become a true fighter too" Han Sen was
overjoyed.
After that, Han Sen joined the crowd and
watched as the other people handed in
their monster's left ears. Some of them
had no injury at all, but most of them were
lightly injured, which would heal up in
around 10 to 15 days of rest. There were
also heavily injured prospective fighters.
"Yang Wu, hm, not bad, three monster's
left ears, a light wound on the left
shoulder. Next"
Yang Wu also came back safely.
"Brother Yang" shouted Han Sen from the
crowd.
"Crazy" Yang Wu laughed loudly as he
rushed over, "How'd you do? How many
monsters did you kill?"
"36" Han Sen and Yang Wu walked towards a corner.
"36? Fuck, Crazy you're insane. These
monsters were so hard to kill" Yang Wu
glanced, "Especially that mastiff tiger, it
was faster than me and don't even get me
started on its power! Its level is the same,
but its power is way higher than a human
fighter's. I pushed my life on the line just
to kill three".
Han Sen laughed, indeed, you can't
underestimate H level monsters. Even an
intermediate warrior will have trouble
facing seven or eight of them.
Han Sen could only train like he did
because of his spiritual force.
"Wan Dong!"
"It's Wan Dong, the genius prospective
fighter the thunder dojo scouted. I wonder
how many monster's left ears he collected.
I wonder, compared to Han Sen, who's
stronger"
"Yea, the only person who can compete
with Han Sen is this Wan Dong"A wave of discussion arose, which made
Han Sen and Yang Wu, who were hiding at
the back, raise their heads in
surprisement. Yang Wu was even more
shocked as he said: "that Wan Dong took
until now to come out? Crazy, apparently
that Wan Dong's body fitness level isn't
any worse than yours. I wonder how many
monsters he killed"
At this time, the prospective fighters
standing at the front all stared at Wan
Dong's bag. And the prospective fighters at
the back all listened closely.
"There's a bunch of monster's left ears"
"It seems like there's a lot"
A lot of noise followed, and then the
military officer's voice carried out--"Wan
Dong, hm, 51 monster's left ears in total.
Haha, you have surpassed Han Sen, and
are temporarily the prospective fighter
with the most confirmed kills"
"51?""51?"
"So much more than Han Sen?"
"This Wan Dong is indeed strong. 51
monsters is out of this world"
The prospective fighters who have
experienced the might of the monsters
themselves were shocked speechless.
"Crazy, this Wan Dong has so many more
than you" Yang Wu was shocked.
"Is there a point in killing so many?" Han Sen gave a laugh that couldn't care less.
He spent the entire night training his
technique. If he really wanted to kill the
weakest H level monsters, with Luo Feng's
strength, he can just pick off monsters that
are alone. With that, even a hundred kills
in a night wouldn't be weird.
"Han Sen" a voice rang.
Han Sen turned his head and saw a
military officer with a large mustache
smile: "Come with me, a friend wants to
meet you, right at the resting lounge
ahead""Oh?" Han Sen was a bit suspicious.....
Meet me?
But Han Sen made no delay and
immediately followed the large mustached
man to the resting lounge. Before he
entered, Han Sen took off his blood
stained battle uniform and washed it a bit.
He then changed into some fresh, clean
clothes before entering.
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In the resting lounge, a burly man sat there
with his eyes shut. They suddenly opened
and, like lightning, looked at Han Sen.
"Him?" Han Sen was shocked.
This man he knew, it was the man who was
talking to Chief Instructor Zhu Ge, and one
of the big four from the Thunder Dojo in
Jiang-Nan city.
"My name is Wang Heng, and I'm the chief
instructor of the thunder dojo" the man
laughed, "Han Sen, sit".Sit with this chief instructor face to face?
Han Sen was shocked inside.
He completely understood how much
authority this man held. A dojo's chief
instructor's authority could be compared
to a wargod's! They have an astonishing
amount of power. You could say that this
burly man has Jiang-Nan city in his hands.
"Why don't you sit, scared I'll bite you?
Haha..." the burly man started laughing
loudly.
Han Sen laughed and sat in front of him
and said, "Mr. Wang, what business do you
have with me today?"
"It's simple"
The burly man smiled, "I looked into your
family's situation. You came from a regular
family and your father works at a
remodeling company while your mother
works as a cashier in the supermarket.
Your background isn't that good, and yet
you've been able to get to where you are at
a mere 18 years old, which is really impressive" Han Sen let out a complicated smile,
indeed, he has worked far too long for this
day.
"I really appreciate you, and I think you
have a bright future"
"I officially invite you, Han Sen, to join my
thunder dojo!" The burly man looked at
Han Sen.
"I, I already signed a contract with the dojo
of limits" Han Sen smiled as he shaked his
head.
The unconvinced burly man shaked his
head and said, "A contract? If it's a
contract, you can just break it! It's just a
fee you have to pay. According to the
fighter rules, the payment won't exceed
one hundred million. I believe that you are
worth far more than this price! Our
thunder dojo will pay this price for you!"
"Also, if you join, I'll arrange a special
training contract for you in our main
worldwide thunder dojo headquarters!" The burly man laughed, "Every year, no
more than 10 fighters will receive this
invitation. Each of them will be a one of a
kind genius. So far, we only sent out three
invitations this year. One of them is a 20
year old advanced fighter from the
European Union. Another genius from
South America is a spirit reader! And our
third is from Jiang-Hua city of China, a 16
year old intermediate fighter. You'll be the
fourth!"
Han Sen couldn't help but to be shocked.
Each of the three were disgustingly strong.
Clearly, the 'Wan Dong' and 'Ma Xiao' who
were scouted weren't qualified enough for
this invitation.
But I am?
Truthfully, with just Han Sen's fitness
level, he isn't qualified for such a contract.
However, along with this, he also has--his
knowledge of the Ru Wei
technique��This is enough for Han Sen
to receive the special training contract invitation. Since Han Sen, who is only 18,
has amazingly been able to learn the Ru
Wei technique.
"As long as you join my thunder dojo, I'll
give you this contract and send you to our
worldwide headquarters for training. You
might even have a chance to get personally
tutored by the legendary 'Thunder Lord'"
The burly man smiled as he said, "Han Sen, our thunder dojo wholeheartedly
invites you, to join us!"
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