Humans are devouring, drawing cards from all realms, starting with Yang Jian.

Chapter 39, The Arrival of Hong

"But why?"

Jiang Ming sat upright in his chair, deep in thought and puzzled.

Based on the current level of Earth Legends data, this event hasn't reached the point of being globally astonishing.

At this moment, one notification after another pops up, almost every one or two seconds.

The regional legend points accumulated like a snowball in the system interface, and in the blink of an eye, they have exceeded 800, and the growth momentum has not slowed down at all.

"Judging from the amount of regional legend I've acquired, my name should at least be known globally and familiar to a large number of martial artists."

Jiang Ming's mind raced as he pondered the reasons behind it.

As he was pondering this, an aura from outside the courtyard entered Jiang Ming's perception range.

Sensing this aura, Jiang Ming immediately got up and walked out of the study.

The villa door opened.

Jiang Fang knelt down and kowtowed to Jiang Ming.

"Teacher Jiang..."

""

Jiang Ming immediately reached out to stop her, placing his hand on Jiang Fang's shoulder to prevent her from bowing.

"I have no way to repay the kindness of the teacher in imparting his knowledge, and I wish to serve him with the respect due to a disciple."

Jiang Fang was restrained by Jiang Ming. She tried to break free of Jiang Ming's large hand, but she could not. She could only look up and look at Jiang Ming.

"There's no need for that. However, if you can gain something from our discussion, that's your skill."

Jiang Ming declined, saying that although he had expected Jiang Fang to come and thank him, he had not expected her to be so persistent.

"Sir, you have been kind enough to teach me. If I don't even accept the courtesy due to a disciple, I will not be at peace."

Jiang Fang met Jiang Ming's gaze with clear and firm eyes.

Jiang Ming could clearly feel the slight trembling in Jiang Fang's body through his hand on her shoulder.

He understood what Jiang Fang was thinking at that moment, sighed slightly, and then released the hand that was holding Jiang Fang's.

Jiang Fang felt a lightness on her shoulders and immediately bowed respectfully to Jiang Ming three times.

Get up.

After the three kowtows, Jiang Ming immediately helped Jiang Fang up and led her to the living room.

"The news of my breakthrough in artistic conception has probably spread throughout the global War God circle by now. You should pay close attention to this matter, sir."

""

After Jiang Fang sat down, she immediately began to speak.

"Oh?"

Jiang Ming looked on with curiosity.

"I am not the only War God level expert in the world who is stuck at the Perfect level. These people are the top figures of various forces and have a prestigious status, only slightly inferior to the councilor level experts."

"Now that news of my breakthrough has spread, they will surely turn their attention to you, sir."

Jiang Fang explained.

"I see."

Jiang Ming nodded in realization.

From the way he acquired the legendary status, Jiang Ming sensed that this time was different.

At this point, Jiang Ming finally understood the root cause.

Those War Gods stuck at the Perfection level hold a prestigious position; each one stands atop the pyramid of Earth's martial arts practitioners. Beneath them lie countless lower-level martial artists who support them.

Jiang Fang's breakthrough was like detonating the top of a tower, naturally causing the base of the tower to tremble.

"Sir, you are the inspector of the Limitless Martial Arts Academy, so you don't need to worry too much about what tricks these people have up their sleeves, but they do have a wide influence."

To break through to a higher level of artistic conception, they are probably willing to pay any price. If this isn't handled properly, the master will rarely have peace and quiet in the future.

Jiang Fang continued.

"Yes, it's alright."

Jiang Ming now knew the reason, but he didn't care much about the rest.

With his abilities, he doesn't need to care about these people.

If anyone dares to bother him, he naturally has ways to deal with them.

"It's good that you understand, sir."

Seeing that Jiang Ming was confident, and recalling the strength with which he had held her down earlier, Jiang Fang felt relieved.

The two chatted for a while longer about cultivating artistic conception before Jiang Fang bid farewell to Jiang Ming.

"I wonder how much Legendary Points I'll get this time."

Jiang Ming looked at the constantly popping-up notifications and thought to himself.

[Current region's legendary rating: 971]

Earth's Legendary Status: 12

Judging from the ever-increasing legendary status, it still has strong potential for growth.

Jiang Ming was in no hurry to draw a card.

The next morning, after finishing his morning training, Jiang Mingchen headed towards the restaurant inside the elite training camp.

The chefs in the elite training camp are also top-notch chefs, and the dishes they cook are extremely delicious.

After reaching the planetary level, martial artists no longer rely on food to sustain their daily needs, but Jiang Ming still enjoys satisfying his appetite.

It takes about ten minutes to walk from Jiangnan Pavilion to the main restaurant of the training camp.

During that ten-minute journey, Jiang Ming felt an unprecedented level of attention.

Almost every few steps, students would cast glances at them, either openly or subtly.

Jiang Ming remained calm and composed about this.

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However, before long, Jiang Ming was blocked by several figures.

Good morning, Jiang Ming.

Three female students emerged from a side path, blocking Jiang Ming's path.

They were all young, radiating youthful energy, tall, and beautiful, wearing form-fitting training clothes that accentuated their curves perfectly.

Two of them have European or American features, and one has an East Asian appearance.

"What's up?"

Jiang Ming stopped and fixed his gaze on the white girl with a Western European face who was leading the group.

"We've encountered some bottlenecks in our swordsmanship training. We've heard that Inspector Jiang is extremely skilled in the art of the sword. We wonder if he could offer some guidance?"

As she spoke, she bowed slightly, the collar of her training uniform falling naturally to reveal a dazzling expanse of white skin.

The other two female trainees also stepped forward, and the three of them formed a triangle around Jiang Ming, so close that they could smell their breath.

Another girl with a Nordic appearance hugged Jiang Ming's right arm, her broad chest pressed tightly against him through her thin training clothes.

"You should consult the instructors at the training camp; I'm just a student."

Jiang Ming took a step and broke free from the three people's encirclement.

Only three stunned girls remained on the spot.

"That's quite a direct approach."

The scent of the three girls still lingered on Jiang Ming's body.

Jiang Ming quickened his pace and arrived at the restaurant in no time.

As Jiang Ming sat down at a window seat in the restaurant, he could feel the gazes of the other students on him.

Jiang Ming was fully aware of this, but he didn't care.

The waiter served up a beautifully presented dish.

Jiang Ming was enjoying the pleasure brought by the delicious food, and no one dared to disturb him at this time.

Just as Jiang Ming was finishing his meal, a low rumbling sound came from the sky.

A blood-red triangular fighter jet tore through the clouds and fell like a meteor!

The blood-red triangular fighter jet has sleek lines, giving the impression of a ferocious flying monster about to launch an attack.

The students and teachers below who witnessed this scene were immediately stunned.

"That's the gym leader's fighter jet, but the gym leader didn't tell him to come back to the training camp today."

"It is indeed the guild master's fighter jet. Quickly, let's go and greet the guild master."

The students inside the dining hall and the War God instructors quickly gathered in the open space outside the restaurant.

Jiang Ming followed in the crowd, looking at the blood-red fighter jet that was slowly descending from the sky.

The fighter jet landed, whoosh! The hatch opened!

A gun-like intent, seemingly piercing the sky, emanated from inside the fighter jet.

When Jiang Ming sensed the intent of the spear, it was as if he saw a long spear piercing the sky!