During the final day, Zhao Mu spent all his time improving his skill proficiency, aside from eating and Sleeping.
He didn't need to worry about the fatigue his body experienced, because every time he finished practicing, Bu Yanhuan would use a special massage technique to help him relax his muscles.
Coupled with the two Divine Skills, [Sleep] and [Turtle Breathing Technique], his recovery of physical strength and mental state was extremely fast.
Finally, the day arrived to head to Qingfeng Camp and participate in the Entrance Trial.
Zhao Mu checked all his skills; the proficiency of several key skills had been raised as high as possible.
Among them,
[Seven Kills Battle Method] Proficiency: 162;
[Light and Agile Steps] Proficiency: 156;
[Body Strength] Proficiency: 155;
[Turtle Breathing Technique] Proficiency: 155;
[Spiritual Energy Rotation] Proficiency: 114;
Those with proficiency over 100 had entered the Second Stage of ability. Zhao Mu guessed that if classified according to Combat Technique Rank, they had stepped over the threshold of Intermediate Combat Techniques.
Of course, the Lifestyle Skills among them could surpass human limits, and others had no way to even train them.
As for the skill [Spiritual Power Control], it was said that only one in ten thousand Elite Spirit Energy Users could reach a proficiency of 70+.
Yet, Zhao Mu only took three days, and his proficiency had already reached a terrifying value of 53!
Currently, he was an all-around, three-dimensional Hexagonal Warrior, with virtually no flaws.
And yet, he was only a Spirit Energy User at the [Fighting Fang] stage!
However, during this time, his Combat Level also increased from Dou Level 1 to Dou Level 2, and the total amount of spiritual energy in his body was several times that of an ordinary Dou Level 2 Spirit Energy User.
Zhao Mu was brimming with confidence regarding the upcoming Entrance Trial.
He got up early and only ran ten kilometers today, without expending too much physical energy. This level of exercise was merely a warm-up now.
After returning home, he grabbed his travel bag and prepared some things he thought were necessary.
For example, Flying Knife and a Baseball Bat. Because the family had no money for armor, he even pulled a Frying Pan out of the kitchen.
Seeing this, Bu Yanhuan lazily told him, "If there is actual combat training, Qingfeng Camp will provide unified equipment, so you don't need to bring anything."
Hearing this, Zhao Mu finally understood why Bu Yanhuan hadn't spent money to buy him a set of Advanced armor.
Qingfeng Camp did this to prevent the appearance of 'pay-to-win' players to a certain extent.
Zhao Mu chuckled. After the two finished breakfast, Bu Yanhuan wheeled a Small Electric Scooter out of the yard.
Zhao Mu's face was lined with black streaks.
"It's over a hundred kilometers from here to Qingfeng Camp. You're going to ride this to take me there?"
Bu Yanhuan said lazily, "No choice, our family is poor. This is the only means of transportation we have."
Zhao Mu looked at the wine bottle she was holding, and the black streaks on his head deepened.
Most of the family's money over the years had been used by Bu Yanhuan to buy wine. However, Bu Yanhuan had never neglected Zhao Mu's basic necessities.
At least regarding food, she personally hunted those precious meats from Blood Bone Mountain.
Even with two pensions, children from ordinary families couldn't eat meat every meal to supplement nutrition like Zhao Mu did.
However, Qingfeng Camp was a military stronghold, inaccessible by public transport, so they had to figure out their own way there.
Just then, Old Xie, the neighbor who brews wine, drove past Zhao Mu's house in his Tricycle. He smiled and raised a hand in greeting, "Young Miss Bu, Xiao Mu, good morning!"
Bu Yanhuan and Zhao Mu exchanged a look, and immediately an idea formed in their minds.
Soon enough, the two sat in the back of Old Xie's Tricycle, and the Tricycle puttered toward Qingfeng Camp, located northeast of Lujiang City.
"Uncle Xie, thank you for your trouble today!"
"Haha, why say such polite words? Over the years, our family has received a lot of care from Young Miss Bu!"
Bu Yanhuan was highly respected in Garden Community. Although no one knew her background, they knew her strength was unfathomable.
For so many years, Garden Community had not suffered harassment from the Dark Race, thanks to Bu Yanhuan's presence.
That's right, even in human nations, situations where the Dark Race causes trouble occasionally occur.
This might be due to wild beasts suddenly Awakening and mutating within the city, or Strange Beasts from desolate areas like Blood Bone Mountain breaking into human living areas.
Although the Lujiang City Military Preparatory Force constantly maintained strict defenses, there were always some that slipped through the net.
But since Bu Yanhuan brought Zhao Mu here, that situation has never happened again.
The journey of over a hundred kilometers took Old Xie's Tricycle more than two hours to cover.
Qingfeng Camp was located near a stretch of forest, surrounded by wilderness.
Aside from the massive Military Martial Specialization School surrounded by high walls and barbed wire, the surrounding area was largely desolate and uninhabited.
Zhao Mu jumped off the Tricycle and thanked Old Xie.
"Xiao Mu, you must work hard! Once you enter the Military Martial Specialization School, you can distinguish yourself and won't have to end up like me back then, just a Cannon Fodder Grunt."
Old Xie smiled, but there was a hint of loneliness in his eyes.
Life and death are unpredictable on the battlefield; he was lucky to return with only one broken leg.
Countless ordinary soldiers like him had died on the battlefield.
Zhao Mu nodded silently, "Uncle Xie, I will remember that!"
Old Xie still needed to purchase Materials, so he drove away.
Zhao Mu then turned around and looked at the gate of the Military Martial Specialization School in Lujiang City: [Qingfeng Camp].
The huge main gate was built of massive stones, standing over twenty meters high and thirty to forty meters long.
Four soldiers stood at the entrance, dressed in Dark Green Camouflage Uniforms, their faces cold and hard like black iron, showing no expression.
At this time, quite a few people had already arrived at the entrance of Qingfeng Camp.
Thousands of Awakeners from various schools across the city this year had come, most of them wanting to fight for a chance.
Suddenly, Zhao Mu caught sight of several familiar figures in his peripheral vision.
He turned his head and saw Wang Qing, Sun Wei, and Chen Mingming staring at him with looks of malice and resentment.
Zhao Mu raised an eyebrow. "Weren't these guys crippled by me?"
But looking at the three now, they seemed physically unharmed.
Zhao Mu gave a faint smile. "They must have spent a lot of capital; they weren't willing to miss this opportunity!"
Normal medical methods certainly couldn't have healed them in three days.
But if they were willing to spend more money and hire a Spirit Doctor with healing abilities to treat them, external injuries could indeed be healed quickly.
Zhao Mu narrowed his eyes. These three had already formed a grudge against him. Judging by their malicious gazes, they hated him deep down, and they would definitely make a move against him during the trial.
"If they want to seek death, they are welcome to try!"
Zhao Mu didn't care about the attention of such petty individuals.
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