<h4>Chapter 9: The Rights of a Fighter</h4>


    Trantor: Trantion Nation


    Editor: Trantion Nation


    *Different types of currencies are starting to be mentioned so I''ll write them out from now on. The ones that have been mentioned so far are, ''Earth dors'' and ''Chinese dors''.


    *A ping is 3.3 sq meters


    "Yan Luo is right!" Jiang Nian looked at Luo Feng and said earnestly, "Luo Feng, you improve at a very fast speed. In our Zhi-An region''s Dojo of Limits, you are probably the quickest learner as of now. You entered my Dojo of Limits at the age of 16. Now you''re 18 and you have already reached the boundary of a fighter. If you go to college and waste your energy there, waste four of your years there, then that would truly be a crime!"


    "You must know that you improve the quickest from age 16 to age 30. The older you get, the harder it gets" Jiang Nian said seriously.


    The four years of college are indeed the easiest period for a fighter to train himself.


    Wasting these four years to study, from a fighter''s point of view, is indeed a big sin.


    "Uh……" Luo Feng was a bit stunned.


    God, it looks like my exam failure wasn''t so bad after all.


    "Luo Feng, when you officially be a fighter, how about you join my Dojo of Limits?" Jiang Nian smiled, "as long as you be a fighter for my dojo, I''ll arrange a special private vi just for you. Of course, you can''t sell it. You''ll also have a sry of at least twenty thousand Chinese dors per month"


    "A private vi just for me? A starting sry of twenty thousand Chinese dors?" Luo Feng took a breath.


    Twenty thousand wasn''t much, but a private vi was way too extravagant.


    As of now, China has only six human headquarters in total. In other words, six major cities. Land is extremely valuable and precious, so a vi would have an extremely high tax imposed on it. One ping in a regr home would cost tens to hundreds of thousands. This led to many people living in cheap rental homes.


    Regr homes are already so expensive. A ping in a vi or mansion would costs a couple hundred thousand Chinese dors.


    And private vis, as of now, are all restricted by countries. You can''t just live in them with money alone. You must have money, power, and a special position to be able to live in one. Considering the gigantic tax, one ping in private vi would cost millions.


    "A small private vi would be around 300 ping, which is easily 200 to 300 million" Luo Feng held his breath, "Even though I''m not allowed to sell it, but for a family to live in that private vi would make being born on this world worth it"


    Two or three billion, so what?


    Zhang Hao Bai''s father, a tycoon, probably would never be able to live in a private vi like this.


    "Luo Feng, my dojo''s privilege''s aren''t too different from the country''s special forces" Jiang Nianughed, "The special forces'' fighters have a decent sry and special homes. The only thing they have that we don''t is a ''Killing License'', which allows them to kill any regr person if the situation calls for it. Of course, they aren''t allowed to just randomly kill people, for they still have report the situation to the higher ups"


    "''Killing License''?" Luo Feng heard of it before, that the special forces'' fighters have the right to kill someone.


    "However, our dojo also has special rights. If any regr person messes with you, you can report it to the dojo. After the dojo''s investigators confirm the situation, they''ll go through the Jiang-Nan security department and immediately bring that person away" Jiang Nianughed, "If you join our dojo, you''ll have money, position, everything! You can chase towards the limits of humanity all you want! The dojo of limits!"


    Jiang Nian pointed to Yan Luo beside him: "This is my disciple Yan Luo, who just recently killed a monster and earned nearly a hundred million earth dors for it. If you convert it, then that''ll be around three hundred million Chinese dors. If you work hard, with your talent, I''m sure reaching his level is not impossible"


    Luo Feng was dumbfounded.


    My gosh……


    Just by killing one monster would you so much money? Just what level of a monster did he kill?


    "Luo Feng, keep working hard. You''re truly talented, so don''t disappoint" Jiang Nian smiled and patted Luo Feng''s shoulder.


    "Kiddo, no matter what, don''t rx, for I believe that you have a chance to be a Warrior-level fighter. At that time, money, position, beauties. You''ll have everything!" Yan Luoughed a bit, "At that time, I''ll be d to go hunt some monsters with you. Haha……" After saying that, the two fighters Jiang Nian and Yan Luoughed as they left.


    Luo Feng was standing in the training hall, his thoughts in a mess.


    No matter if it was instructor ''Jiang Nian'' or the mysterious red haired youth ''Yan Luo'', Luo Feng could feel some sort of recklessness in theirughs and talks. Some sort of wildness!


    "Recklessness, wildness?" a smile started to emerge on Luo Feng''s face, "Yea, men should be reckless on this world and create their own path! The strongest fighter on earth said before, a soldier who doesn''t want to be a general is not a good soldier. A fighter who doesn''t want to be the best fighter, doesn''t have the heart of a fighter"


    "What''s the point of living your life with your hands and feet tied?"


    "You should create a sky shaking, earth shattering way for yourself!"


    18 years old is when the value of your life starts to stabilize. After meeting instructor ''Jiang Nian'' and the mysterious fighter ''Yan Luo'', Luo Feng''s thoughtspletely changed.


    "I''ll do it!"


    "The strongest fighter, ''Hong'', the second strongest ''Thunder Lord'', created the Dojo of Limits and the Thunder Dojo, respectively. Even the five great countries have to treat them as equals. If they can do it…… then couldn''t a third person do it too?" Luo Feng smiled as he walked out the training hall.


    Boys have dreams, so go chase them!


    Youth is your capital!


    Youth represents the infinite possibilities that the future holds! Everything depends on your own hard work, FIGHT!


    ××××××


    June 28th, noon, bright sky.


    Luo Feng and Wei Wen were walking towards the third high school. Today is graduation day where they receive their graduation diplomas and eptance application forms.


    "Feng, are you sure you can pass the ''Prospective Fighter'' exam?" Wei Wen couldn''t help but to exim.


    "Yep, on July 1st, I''ll go to Yang Zhou city''s dojo of limits headquarters--Limit Hall, to take my exam" Luo Feng smiled.


    In front of them was school.


    Luo Feng looked at the school yard ahead of him and saw a bunch of students. As he looked, he felt like his attitude has changed: "Hm? I used to think of myself as one of them. But now, I feel like we''re in two different worlds. They will go to college, work hard in their job, and have a family"


    "But my path is different from theirs" Luo Feng and Wei Wen entered the school and split up to their respective sses.


    Walking in the school hallway.


    "Brother"


    "Luo Feng brother" A few other senior students warmly greeted Luo Feng.


    "I heard that when Luo Feng was taking his high school exam, he fainted in the exam room"


    "That''s too bad, fainting in the exam room" A bunch of people looking at Luo Feng from afar were discussing in a quiet voice.


    Luo Feng''s fitness level has already reached the level of a fighter. His excellent hearing allowed him to hear every word of the students'' discussions.


    Senior (5) ss is Luo Feng''s ss.


    "Luo Feng''s here"


    "Brother Luo" There were quite a few students already there and they all warmly gave their greetings.


    Luo Fengughed and nodded.


    Most of these old students have a decent rtionship with Luo Feng, but some of them dislike Luo Feng. They act warm, but there are still some old students in a corner quietly discussing: "Luo Feng''s grades were so good, and he''s an elite member. Who could''ve thought that such a thing would happen; fainting in the exam hall. Such bad luck"


    "This is life, who can you me?"


    In the past, Luo Feng was the ss''s most favored person.


    Good grades and skilled in martial arts. Now that such a thing has happened to this genius, many of the ordinary students will have a moment of happiness! Even though they are in a decent rtionship with Luo Feng, humans feel happy when they see someone who was so brilliant in the past fall down. Thinking--Even you have these kinds of days.


    "Handing out diplomas, handing out diplomas. And eptance application forms. Everyonee get them" The three ss officers held the diplomas and application forms and walked towards the podium.


    "Wang Yin"


    "Liu Xia Long"


    The officers yelled everyone''s names one by one and handed out the diplomas and application forms.


    "Luo Feng!" Following this sound, the entire ssroom became silent. Virtually everyone''s gazesnded upon Luo Feng.


    Everyone knew that Luo Feng fainted in his exams.


    All you need to know to find Luo Feng''s grades is his ID and examination certificate, which aren''t a secret. Students have checked his grades long ago and knew that he missed the dividing line by four points.


    "Luo Feng" ss Officer Qu Lin handed the diploma and eptance form to him.


    "Feng, Feng, let''s go" Wei Wen was standing in front of the ss entrance.


    "Wait for me" Luo Feng easily rolled up the eptance form and threw it into the trash.


    The originally loud ss immediately quieted down!


    Every student in the ss froze. This is the eptance form you fill in after exams! Who would dare throw that away?


    At this time, a ''Ma Que Ban'' girl yelled out of shock: "Luo Feng, how could you throw that away? You aren''t going to fill in your eptance form?"


    "How could Luo Feng be a specialist. I guess he''s going to redo a year and take the exam again next year" Discussions and debates immediately fired up.


    Wei Wen, who was standing at the entrance, red: "Be a specialist? Redo? You guys can figure this out, Feng is going to take the ''Prospective Fighter'' exam, why take some bullsheet specialist ss or even redo?"


    "Don''t say so much, let''s go"


    Luo Feng pulled Wei Wen and left with him.


    The students all said at once, What? Prospective Fighter exam?


    "Luo Feng''s going to take the Prospective Fighter exam? For real? He isn''t that good is he"


    "I guess that Wei Wen was just bluffing. Luo Feng just became an elite memberst year, how could he take the Prospective Fighter exam this year?


    Subconsciously, none of the students were willing to believe that Luo Feng has achieved the fitness level of a fighter.


    A fighter……


    That is a supernatural existence.