Wei Wen had barely stepped into the small training hall when the surrounding trainees finally dared to speak freely.
"That guy looks like he's only eighteen, but his psychic force is insanely strong."
"With mental force like that, his efficiency in hunting monsters will be off the charts. I bet he lands high on the Black Dragon Ranking in his first month."
"Doesn't matter inside the Trial Tower. You can't use psychic force in there."
"Still better than you, stuck forever on Level 1 of the B-rank assessment."
"Hey, I'm a newbie too!"
"Yeah? So is he. What's your point?"
Wei Wen ignored the chatter. He made his way toward the large punch-strength testing machine in the corner. Once powered up, the machine's display lit with a low hum.
"Back before I arrived here, my base punch force was around 24,000 kg. Let's see where I stand now, after taking the Dragon Blood."
He stepped forward and struck.
No fancy technique. No power-control methods. Just raw, brute strength.
BOOM!
His fist crashed into the black target with a thunderclap. The force sent a shockwave through the air, echoing like a cannon blast.
The machine blinked and printed a number on-screen: 60,006 kg.
Wei Wen raised his brows slightly. His raw physical strength—now pure martial force—had hit the 60-ton mark.
"Yeah… not quite at Luo Feng's level genetically," he thought, shaking his head.
And he wasn't wrong.
The Dragon Blood typically doubled a person's physical power. For someone like Wei Wen, that should've raised his punch to around 48,000 kg. But the Dragon Blood also activated significant enhancements, especially in mental force users like Wei Wen. Psychic force synergized with the surge in bodily strength, allowing him to push his physical ceiling even higher—an extra 12,000 kg on top.
The change wasn't extreme, but it was real.
He was now just shy of the Elementary God of War threshold.
And as a Psyforce Adept—a combatant trained in psychic force—his effective combat strength was at least two levels higher than his physical abilities alone.
In simple terms: his Psyforce potential was approaching the Advanced God of War level.
Not quite at the peak of that tier, but very few on Earth could match him, short of those ranked above the God of War realm. Among current God of War-class fighters, only the "invincible" ones might be on par.
And the scary part?
This wasn't even his ceiling.
Wei Wen's eyes narrowed, crackling with electric energy—literal and figurative.
Let's be clear about the benchmarks:
Elementary God of War: 64,000 kg base punch force
Intermediate God of War: 128,000 kg
Advanced God of War: 256,000 kg
When his physical body hit 128,000 kg, his Psyforce level would likely cap out at the peak of Advanced God of War. But unlike Luo Feng—whose mental force peaked at the God of War level—Wei Wen's potential reached Planetary Tier.
Eventually, when Luo Feng's breakthroughs fed back into the collective consciousness, Wei Wen expected to benefit from that as well.
With that boost—and his own cultivation—he might go straight into Planetary-Class Psyforce Adept territory.
And at that point, normal Planetary-tier lifeforms wouldn't stand a chance against him.
The Limit Dojo staff worked fast.
Wei Wen had just finished the paperwork yesterday. Today, a recording crew showed up.
By the end of the day, Wei Wen had finished recording a refined, optimized version of the first three layers of the Thunder God's Ninefold Thunder Blade technique. Afterward, he compiled a matching internal manual for it.
He could've kept going—he had ideas for all six initial layers—but time was money, and he had little need for either.
The polished video was sent for quick post-production and went live on Limit Home, the Dojo's internal martial artist network.
Here's what went up:
New Ninefold Thunder Blade – Full 3 LayersCategory: Martial TechniqueGrade: Supreme-ClassFull Price: ¥10 billionDiscount Price: ¥5 billion (requires 3-Star contribution level)
New Ninefold Thunder Blade – First Two LayersFull Price: ¥1 billionDiscount: ¥500 million (2-Star required)
New Ninefold Thunder Blade – First Layer OnlyFull Price: ¥100 millionDiscount: ¥50 million (1-Star required)
From the date of approval, the New Ninefold Thunder Blade would be live and available on the Limit Home online shop.
An internal memo followed:
"The creator of this manual, Wei Wen, is hereby awarded 10 million contribution points (Four-Star Level). We hope he continues to pursue greater heights in martial cultivation."
"The Martial Arts Academy will coordinate with global partner forces to distribute the manual across all internal networks."
Wei Wen read the pricing notes and smirked.
"Supreme-Class?"
"Ten billion?"
That was higher than the original Thunder God's full six-layer manual.
But honestly? It deserved to be.
This new version wasn't just an upgrade—it was a complete reimagining of the core technique. More effective. Easier to learn. Stronger at every layer.
Sure, not everyone would master it.
But that wasn't his concern.
Ding!
A text message flashed on his communicator.
"¥99 million deposited into your martial artist account."
Wei Wen blinked.
"Already? Someone actually bought it the second it went live?"
His lips twitched into a half-grin.
Hongning Base City — Limit Dojo Headquarters
Inside a 100-square-meter operations office, several staff members worked on Limit Home's backend.
Suddenly, one of the overseeing God of War-Class experts frowned.
"New Ninefold Thunder Blade?"
That was an obvious copyright issue. Someone had dared to name a technique so close to Thunder God's? This should've been flagged.
He was about to halt the upload and review the content himself.
But before he could act, the system auto-approved the technique, set the pricing, and listed it for sale.
The Dojo's AI backend had stepped in.
Which could only mean one thing: Hong himself had authorized it.
"What the hell?" the expert muttered.
Curious, he tapped in a quick order—purchasing the first layer of the manual—and summoned a subordinate to deliver it.
A few minutes later, the scroll arrived.
He skimmed through the first level.
Then stopped.
Stared.
Eyes wide.
"This… this is insane."
It wasn't just a refined version. It was a transcendent rewrite. A complete evolution of the Thunder God's original method.
"This is leagues deeper than the Thunder Blade I've cultivated."
He closed the scroll and exhaled slowly.
"No wonder the Curator signed off. If I'd had this years ago, my strength would've jumped by now. Damn shame it doesn't go past Level 3."
He pulled up the manual metadata.
"Who wrote this anyway?"
Wei Wen?
The name didn't ring a bell.
"I know most of the God of War and beyond-God of War elites around the world. Never heard of this guy."
Which made sense. Wei Wen's fame, until now, was limited to Jiangnan Base City and the Elite Training Camp.
That was about to change.