#115 - Chapter 115 Training Ends

Previously, Cheng Feng had divided the Hongmen into three branches: Heaven, Earth, and Man, each with different levels of martial prowess.

The Man branch was for martial artists below the Blood Refinement stage.

This group of newly initiated Strength Training martial artists could all become disciples of the Man branch.

Only those who reached the Blood Refinement realm could enter the Earth branch, and currently, only Cheng Feng was in it.

The Hall of Offerings was a gathering place for experts, but one didn't necessarily need to be from within the Hongmen. As long as they had the ability and could help, that was enough.

Cheng Feng would focus on this aspect next, strengthening the Hongmen's power. The current Hongmen was too weak.

Coming back to his senses, Cheng Feng realized how similar this was to the entrepreneurial ventures of wealthy second-generation heirs in his previous life.

Their perspectives, knowledge, and methods of thinking were beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Cheng Feng also relied on his own efforts to climb the tree of the Iron Mountain Martial Hall. Only with strength did he dare to venture out and fight. Otherwise, a reckless gamble would have a 99% chance of ending in death.

And the remaining 1% would be a fate worse than death.

No wonder his previous life's entrepreneurial ventures failed!

On the last day of the final month of training, Cheng Feng asked Wang Hu to hold another grand martial arts competition.

This would further motivate future disciples.

The top three ranked would receive ten taels, five taels, and three taels of silver respectively.

Those who ranked lower would naturally receive nothing. The last bit of Redscale Snake meat medicinal soup would also be used up tonight.

On the day of the martial arts competition, the atmosphere was solemn and respectful. The Hongmen training ground was packed with people, and the disciples' faces were filled with both tension and anticipation.

Four months of arduous training had erased the miserable, impoverished aura they once had, replaced by the lean, strong, and sharp-eyed spirit cultivated through martial arts.

The arena in the center of the training ground was wiped clean and bright, like a mirror reflecting the determination and courage of each participant.

Cheng Feng stood on one side of the arena, scanning everyone present. His heart was filled with anticipation, but also with a trace of worry. This martial arts competition was not only a test of the disciples' strength but also an important test for the Hongmen.

If the results were not significant, Cheng Feng would reconsider his future investments in the Hongmen and instead strengthen his personal martial prowess, such as using the remaining four Super Serums and mastering the Gale Blade Technique.

The competition began. With Wang Hu's command, the previously relaxed atmosphere instantly quieted down. The Hongmen disciples stood tall and straight, their gazes forward, their aura fierce.

Four months of training had taught them what orders, rules, cooperation, and consequences meant.

They might be illiterate or use vulgar language in private, but in formal situations, anyone who dared to slack off would be made to understand the consequences by their training captains, Sun Gui and Zhou Hai.

Following the detailed management methods of the military in his previous life, with clear rewards and punishments, and a clear goal, without unnecessary actions, Cheng Feng saw a shadow of the troops in TV dramas. The well-trained crowd gave Cheng Feng a very good impression.

The rules of the competition were to draw lots, with two people competing against each other. The winner would enter the next round until only one person remained.

Every disciple on the field had now entered the early stages of Strength Training, and they were all practicing the same boxing technique, the Mountain Shattering Fist.

Although each participant did their best, they all had different focuses. Some had fists and feet as swift as the wind, while others had agile movements, each displaying their own skills. The disciples below the stage were also infected by the intense battle, occasionally erupting in cheers.

Cheng Feng stood aside, carefully observing each match. He noticed that some disciples, although strong, lacked practical experience and often revealed flaws at crucial moments.

Others, on the other hand, were the opposite. Although they were slightly weaker, they were often able to turn danger into safety and achieve victory with their rich combat experience and calm minds.

After several rounds of fierce competition, the final stage was finally reached. At this time, only three disciples remained on the field: Li Yang, Zhao Fei, and Zhang Meng.

The three were evenly matched, all having been in the top three before, and each had a chance of winning.

Li Yang was tall and strong, each punch seeming to carry a thousand pounds of force.

Zhao Fei, on the other hand, was light and agile, his moves as fast as the wind, making him difficult to predict.

Zhang Meng was brave and fearless, always able to unleash amazing power at crucial moments.

The draw was random. Watching the brothers on the stage fighting back and forth, it was difficult to tell who would win. The audience below the stage was also attracted by the intense battle, holding their breath and watching the match nervously.

After a fierce battle, Li Yang finally defeated Zhang Meng with his powerful strength and excellent combat skills, winning the championship of the martial arts competition. He waved his fist excitedly, a smile of victory on his face.

Seeing this, Cheng Feng also showed a satisfied smile. He knew that this martial arts competition not only trained the disciples' strength but also enhanced their unity and cohesion.

This was even more valuable for the organization!

Then, the next step was the initiation ceremony for the Man branch.

Regarding the initiation ceremony, Cheng Feng had thought a lot, with many ideas in his mind, but based on the actual situation and his current strength,

Cheng Feng decided to use the Iron Cauldron Blood Oath to maintain the organization's faith and relationships.

This was both a ritual and a belief.

It would give his subordinates a greater sense of identity and belonging.

Cheng Feng didn't have much management experience, but using the organizational structure of his previous life was already an extremely rigorous challenge.

Of course, he would also modify some of his own private goods, such as loyalty to the sect leader, and never betraying the Hongmen once you join.

Cheng Feng wasn't sure if this would work for the people of Great Zhou, but this logic would also let them know the position of Cheng Feng, the sect leader.

After Wang Hu distributed all the rewards, Cheng Feng stood up.

"Everyone, having just arrived at the Hongmen, after strict training and testing, being able to get to this point is truly gratifying. After today, all disciples will belong to the Man branch. Disciples of the Man branch, those in the Strength and Skin Training realms, all belong to it. I hope you will cultivate well. Today, take the sect as your home, and tomorrow, let the Hongmen be proud of you."

Cheng Feng's eloquence was average, but at least what he said was easy to understand.

Then, Cheng Feng waved his hand, and a small cauldron was carried up behind him. It had two ears, four legs, and a round belly, all made of wrought iron. It was not small enough for one person to hold completely. This thing was expensive, costing Cheng Feng a full forty taels.

It was built to become the initiation vessel for the Hongmen's Man branch, which would become the symbol of initiation in the future.

It was also to give the newly initiated disciples a sense of shock and identity.

Burning charcoal was added to the cauldron.

Then a wooden frame was used to carry out this scorching cauldron.

To show the distinction, in addition to Wang Hu, Sun Gui and Zhou Hai also had to join this ceremony.

The two, who had already been informed in private, naturally understood the key role of this step.

After all, those ten pounds of snake meat were not taken for nothing. The two's realms were also somewhat loose. Cheng Feng promised to send each of them another five pounds of snake meat, which should be enough for them to enter the late stage of Strength Training.

Sun Gui and Zhou Hai would naturally not refuse the improvement of their strength.