C14 – Beco a Grandmaster!
The following day, Pei Yu broke from his usual routine of teaching at the Martial Arts University.
He made his way to a renowned martial arts establishnt known as the Super Martial Club.
In this world of martial heroes, nurous dojos had sprung up across major cities, gaining even more popularity than the Martial Arts University.
The prowess of this club far surpassed that of the university. It was common for the university’s top graduates to vie for positions in the leading martial clubs.
In N City, a tropolis teeming with ten million souls, martial artists were plentiful, and consequently, so were martial clubs.
The Super Martial Club that Pei Yu visited that day was ranked third among the city’s nurous clubs.
It was a na frequently seen on television, familiar to virtually everyone.
Pei Yu’s primary reason for visiting was to gauge his combat prowess.
“All my bones have been tempered. Just how formidable is my combat strength now?”
The club, open to the public, boasted a state-of-the-art combat power tester, far more sophisticated than those at the Martial Arts University.
Rumored to assess combat strength up to one million, its capabilities were astonishing!
Not even the Master of the Super Martial Club might possess a combat strength that high.
Inside, nurous individuals were engaged in specialized training. Approaching one of the testing machines, Pei Yu limbered up before delivering a punch.
“5166?”
The displayed figure took Pei Yu by surprise.
His basic combat strength had soared past five thousand following his bone tempering!
It was a terrifying revelation, surpassing his own predictions.
Pei Yu had modestly anticipated a re few hundred points increase in his basic combat strength, never imagining it would reach such lofty heights.
The Hundred Tis Talent was indeed formidable!
Struggling to contain his excitent, Pei Yu employed the Nine Tis Amplification and struck the machine once more.
The digits surged past 30,000 and continued to climb!
“46,000!”
At the sight of this number, Pei Yu was breathless, his heart pounding with intensity.
He understood the significance of a 40,000 combat value.
He had achieved the rank of Grandmaster!
Martial artists with a combat value below 10,000 are all considered Fifth Grade.
The difference between the Fifth Grade and lower levels isn’t significant, with combat value disparities of about 1,000 between realms.
Once an individual’s combat value hits 10,000, they earn the title of Grandmaster!
His combat value had soared to 40,000, firmly establishing him as a Grandmaster!
A Grandmaster could take on 1,000 Fifth Grade martial artists single-handedly!
With a punch weighing ten million pounds, ripping apart a tank with his bare hands was a breeze for him!
Such is the might of a Grandmaster. It’s fair to say that reaching Grandmaster status is a watershed mont for martial artists. Many in this world remain at the Fifth Grade, finding the ascent to Grandmaster an insurmountable challenge.
In all of N City, it’s estimated there are fewer than five hundred Grandmasters. They are exceedingly rare.
A Grandmaster can sit shoulder to shoulder with city leaders, or even command greater respect, revered by countless individuals.
Such is the esteem of a Grandmaster.
Pei Yu could hardly believe that his combat prowess had escalated to Grandmaster level so swiftly.
“The old adage holds true: persistence is rewarded. I can finally hold my head high!”
Pei Yu’s fists were tightly clenched as he struggled to contain his elation. In re days, he had shattered the barrier to the Grandmaster realm he had long aspired to.
Should the martial artists who have lived seven or eight decades without breaking into the Grandmaster realm catch wind of this, they’d be driven to madness!
“Is that him?”
“Yes, Fenjiang. He’s the one who crippled Young Master Bian.”
“I’ve been looking to settle a score with him, and here he is, right in front of us. Talk about bad luck!”
Unaware, Pei Yu was basking in his triumph when two n began approaching him from the entrance.
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