49: High level warrior!

A chilling cold enveloped Chiba Wutian, almost freezing his blood.

“You... who exactly are you?”

Chiba Wutian, like a dead dog, clung to a breath, opening his mouth weakly.

“Me? I’m no saint, just a new recruit.”

Chen Fan said lightly, at the same time taking out his new recruit ID and waving it in front of Chiba Wutian.

“Seriously, I’m not lying, I’m just a greenhorn who joined the army less than a week ago.”

Chen Fan said truthfully, a harmless smile appearing on his face.

Killing to wound the heart!

“So, if you want to find me in the future, just come to the Ninth Army.”

“Or you can find Commander Fu, I’m quite familiar with him.”

Chen Fan’s smile grew wider; he directly pulled a God of War powerhouse over to be his banner.

Onlooker martial artists: “...”

It wasn’t that Chen Fan wanted to borrow prestige; it was just that after venting, he suddenly thought of the Ninth Army.

At this moment, Chen Fan thought of the General Star man next to the training ground, and a curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It is impolite not to reciprocate.

Chiba Wutian stared with wide eyes at the brand new recruit certificate, only feeling a surge of rebellious blood churning wildly in his chest.

With a “pfft,” Chiba Wutian spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood and then completely fainted.

“No need to be so emotional, I just wanted to show that you guys are not even as good as me, a new recruit. Go home and drink milk!”

“Oh, right, you’re already homeless now.”

Even at this moment, Chen Fan still didn’t forget to add fuel to the fire and strike his opponent hard.

Pfft, pfft, pfft!!!

In a series of spitting blood sounds, all the martial artists from the small country almost fainted.

“Someone, send them to Monster Town... no, no, just send them to the animal hospital. It’s just some minor bone and muscle injuries, nothing serious.”

Chen Fan and the surrounding martial artists exchanged glances, both smiling.

Looking at the martial artists from the small country who were lying on the ground spitting blood, Chen Fan’s face showed a smile—

Since I’ve saved face for your Ninth Army, the cleanup is no longer my responsibility.

Chen Fan mused to himself, glancing somewhat guiltily at the surveillance camera at the entrance, then scurried away… Inside the Commander’s office, the atmosphere was a bit strange.

The entire Fu family, old and young, who had witnessed this scene, had a wry smile on their faces.

After a long while, Fu Fengxue slapped the table, stood up abruptly, and laughed loudly:

“This kid Chen Fan is quite capable. Find a way to get him into the Dragon Breath Squad for some good training. Maybe he can even cultivate some experts for Dragon Breath.”

“As for his position and military rank, I’ve already prepared them for him.”

With that, Fu Fengxue pulled open a drawer.

From inside, he took out a shimmering silver medal and a complete set of lieutenant colonel’s uniform.

Silver Medal!!

Fu Qingxi looked at the silver medal in his father’s hand and quickly connected it to Chen Fan’s performance just now and his combat during the beast tide, instantly understanding.

“This was issued by the Headquarters after much discussion; it wasn’t my idea, your old man,” Fu Fengxue said with a smile, looking at Chen Fan’s departing back with great satisfaction and a hint of expectation.

“That’s not what I meant.”

As a son, Fu Qingxi naturally understood his father’s words.

However, he felt that a mere silver medal seemed insufficient for Chen Fan.

One must know that in the entire Ninth Army, there were only about a hundred High-level Generals.

And top High-level Generals like Chen Fan could be counted on two hands.

Shaking his head lightly, Fu Qingxi stopped thinking about it so much.

Since it was the Headquarters’ decision, it should be reasonable.

“What’s for him, it’s up to you!”

“Okay!”

Taking the silver medal and the lieutenant colonel’s rank, Fu Qingxi didn’t hesitate at all and walked straight out of the office.

He didn’t even have the thought of talking to his father.

“This kid... sigh!!”

“He’s truly my son!!”

Fu Fengxue rested his left hand on his forehead, then slumped into his armchair.

After a long while, he seemed to remember something and switched the projection screen to when Chen Fan entered the arena.

His fluid and swift moves almost knocked down all the War General bodyguards from the small country with one move each.

Neither the Junior General nor the Advanced War General lasted more than one move under Chen Fan’s hand.

In a flash, the battle was over.

It was exhilarating and sharp; even Fu Fengxue felt very comfortable watching it.

“Hahahahaha, truly decisive and ruthless, yet also careful, not killing anyone to embarrass me.

With a son like this in my Ninth Army, how can we not prosper?!”

“Hahaha... that’s right, I’d rather clean up his mess; it’s worth it.”

A series of deafening laughs emanated from the Commander’s office.

Five minutes later, Fu Fengxue, clad in a protective suit and carrying a Battle Blade, walked towards the Jingji Garrison Headquarters.

There were two uninvited guests from the sunken island nation, both God of War martial artists.

However, these two island nation Gods of War were the fathers of Chiba Wutian and Yamamoto Ichiki.

Fu Fengxue’s trip was precisely to clean up Chen Fan’s mess.

With a personality identical to Chen Fan’s, Fu Fengxue also liked to strike first… Outside the martial arts hall, the sun was just right.

Chen Fan, feeling completely refreshed, strolled through the supply base, immediately feeling that life was exceptionally beautiful.

Especially after teaching the small country a lesson and letting out a huge amount of pent-up anger.

Chen Fan looked at the surrounding green trees, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily curved upwards slightly.

Never had there been a moment as pleasant and peaceful as the present.

Chen Fan hummed a tune as he walked down the wide street of the supply base.

“Mr. Chen Fan, please wait a moment.”

Outside a restaurant, Chen Fan was stopped by two young women in uniform.

“What is it?”

Chen Fan turned to look at the two women who were running towards him in a hurry, and asked.

“Whew~ whew, it’s like this, Mr. Chen Fan.”

A young woman with a decent appearance bowed slightly, saying respectfully:

“You traded materials from several High-level Beast Generals under Manager Zhang, which proves that your strength has reached the War General-level.”

“We are here this time precisely to deliver the Advanced War General’s medal and update your information. Would you be willing?”

“Hmm?” Chen Fan frowned, not quite understanding.

“Mr. Chen Fan, because your combat achievements have met the qualifications for re-evaluating your title, your former Senior Warriors title is a bit outdated,” the woman on the left quickly explained, her face full of respect.

One must know that the martial artists they usually received for High-level General title evaluations were all over twenty-five.

But this one in front of them was an exception; the information showed that Chen Fan was only seventeen years old.

A seventeen-year-old High-level General!!

Such talent and combat power had already deeply shocked them.

“Okay, I agree!”

After clarifying, Chen Fan also nodded.

It was just changing a title; it didn’t have much impact on him.

Moreover, Chen Fan could now unleash the power of an Intermediate God of War.

The title of High-level General could still be used to lull opponents into a false sense of security.

“Okay, then please trouble Mr. Chen Fan to show us the relevant information.”

“Alright.”

Chen Fan led the two women to a quiet place and began the title evaluation process… PS: Thank you to all the readers for your recommendation votes, monthly passes, and donations.

The list is too long; I will thank each of you individually when I get a chance.