We made you practice martial arts, and you've mastered the Great Golden Body?

Chapter 122 Uneasy
"Battle footage has been uploaded"

"Battle live stream has been uploaded. Congratulations to 1801 for gaining 25 points. Remaining points: 1947; Ranking: First."

"Hoo~~ho~~"

Shen Bailian's face was deathly pale, and even his mental energy was depleted by 50-60%. His sharp, knife-like eyes had also dimmed. He leaned against the mangled body of the bronze-armored demon wolf.

His chest heaved violently, only gradually calming down after more than ten seconds.

"This time...this time we've really messed up."

Shen Bailian examined his current physical condition and couldn't help but feel a little scared.

The once strong and radiant muscles and bones have now become somewhat dull and lifeless. The muscles throughout the body produce a soreness and stinging sensation with just the slightest movement, clearly indicating that they have reached their limit.

Using sharp metal elemental energy before one has fully transcended the mortal realm at the Establishing Life Realm is undoubtedly a huge burden on the body.

If it weren't for the [Iron Body] skill, Shen Bailian would probably have already suffered a severe blood loss, let alone be able to kill that leader-level bronze-armored demon wolf.

Shen Bailian took out a second-tier basic nutritional potion from his storage ring, sat up straight slightly, and then drank it down.

All of a sudden.

After the second-tier basic nutritional potion was digested at an extremely fast speed, a surging warm current appeared in Shen Bailian's body. His muscles, bones, and flesh frantically devoured this heavenly rain.

At the same time, the Dragon Gate Seed's operating speed also began to accelerate, with mixed heaven and earth elemental energy constantly flowing into its body through the pores of its body.

Combined with the rapid recovery effect of the [Iron Body] skill, the internal injuries were healed by 50-60% in just a few minutes.

As for the remaining internal injuries, they are basically delicate matters that require slow and steady work. They cannot be rushed. Resting for an hour will be enough.

"call"

Only after barely regaining the ability to protect himself did Shen Bailian finally feel a huge weight lifted off his shoulders, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Although he has life-saving skills, the sky is covered with a surveillance system. If he is killed and then resurrected, he might be mistaken for a human.

[The divine substance has been purified. Do you wish to absorb it?]

"Yes."

"High risk, high reward. Although this was somewhat risky, it was ultimately worth it."

Shen Bailian looked at his panel and revealed a faint smile, his eyes flashing slightly.

All of a sudden.

A virtual yet clear panel suddenly appeared before Shen Bailian, along with many notification messages from panels he hadn't viewed in days.

[Congratulations! Your basic swordsmanship skill has improved. Experience points +2]

Congratulations! Your running skill has improved; experience points +12.

Congratulations! Your Iron Body skill has been upgraded. Experience points +2

【Congratulations.】

【.】

Upon opening the app, hundreds of messages popped up. Only after clearing them out did the panel finally appear in full view.

Character Level: LV7 (1474/1800)

Physical Strength: 15.4; Spirit: 10.3

Divine Skill: Shadow Follows LV1 (0/1) (Energy Storage: 2 times)
Eye of God LV1 (20/400)

[Active Skill: Running LV5 (401/1000)]

Tian Gang Qi LV2 (130/700)

Basic swordsmanship LV3 (383/700)

Basic Breathing Techniques LV1 (350/400)

Passive Skill: Iron Body LV4 (314/1300)

【Cure point: 0】

[Divine Matter: 106]

This was the first time in several days that Shen Bailian had opened his panel. Looking at the experience points he had gained, he murmured to himself, "It seems that I still gain more experience points in actual combat in the wild."

In just over two days, the running skill gained 210 experience points, equivalent to running 210 kilometers; the Heavenly Qi skill, due to its less frequent use, only gained 80 experience points.

Next comes basic swordsmanship and the Iron Body skill. If you just grind for experience in these two areas, the experience gain will be extremely slow.

However, in actual combat, Shen Bailian often had different insights when using his swordsmanship, and his body would sometimes inevitably suffer heavy blows.

Therefore, their experience points increased by 123 and 154 points respectively. If this were to be done in regular training, it would often take a week to gain those experience points.

As for the Eye of God skill, if used for a long time each day, you can gain an average of about 8 experience points per day.

Furthermore, judging from its activation conditions, the gift from the world should be similar to skills such as running, where you can level up as long as the experience points are full.

Finally, there's divine matter. I've gained 123 points in the past few days, which, combined with the original 83 points, brings my total to 206 points.

but.

Shen Bailian directly used 100 points of divine matter to recharge the passive ability that always follows him, because he had already sensed that something was wrong.

In the past few days, he has killed at least a hundred ferocious beasts, including some that were around level 14 or 15.

However, what's strange is that some ferocious beasts contain divine substances, while others do not. Even when many of the same kind of ferocious beasts gather together, similar situations can occur.

This situation caused Shen Bailian to feel a vague sense of unease.

"However, today's biggest gain is still the Golden Purification." Leaning against the mangled body of the Bronze Armored Demon Wolf, Shen Bailian carefully savored the brief sensation he had experienced, pondering to himself:
"With this move, even against ordinary level 16.0 ferocious beasts, we might have a fighting chance, of course, in a one-on-one situation."

The Golden Purification Technique can be said to be the strongest skill that Shen Bailian has comprehended so far, and it is also a masterpiece.

The original iron-slicing technique, enhanced by the metal-elemental energy of heaven and earth, has even stronger penetrating power, and a sharp blade aura faintly appears, further increasing its lethality.

"But," Shen Bailian looked up at the sky with a serious expression and murmured, "we need to be careful these next few days. If things don't look right, be prepared to advance your skills at any time."

Although Shen Bailian wanted to keep his basic skills to improve his physical and mental attributes, he prioritized survival when faced with real danger.

Tiangang Academy, Tian Shu Building, top-floor conference room.

"That's truly terrifying comprehension."

"Indeed, at such a young age, to be able to create one's own techniques, although the moves are still rather immature and have many shortcomings."

Unlike the second and third-year martial arts students at Tiangang Academy, who can change the channel if they get tired of watching something, this is different.

These teachers should pay close attention to outstanding students.

Through repeated trials, outstanding students are continuously selected to participate in leagues of various levels, which not only increases their practical experience but also helps them win cultivation resources.

Shen Bailian's performance this time has truly shocked them once again. "You really struck gold this time," Cheng Shangwu said sullenly, glancing at Duan Wuyai.

It wasn't that he and Duan Wuyai had a bad relationship, but rather that their fighting styles were similar, so they were often compared by outsiders.

Cheng Shangwu is often used as a negative example because Duan Wuyai has already obtained the title of "Canghai Kuangdao" (Canghai Mad Blade), while Cheng Shangwu is still some distance away from obtaining the title.

"Hahaha~~" Duan Wuyai laughed heartily upon hearing this, and said modestly, "It's all luck, luck. You can do it next time too."

can?

Such geniuses are not something you can find just by talking about them.
Sudden.

Chu Yunfei pondered for a moment, his expression seemingly conflicted, but he finally made up his mind and slowly said, "Do you think we should reserve a spot for this child in advance?"

"Location?" Huang Qingqing, the dean of the Fifth Academy, looked at Chu Yunfei with a puzzled expression and asked, "Are you talking about the location of the Golden League?"

"Don't worry about that." Duan Wuyai has been beaming lately; Shen Bailian has really made him proud. He waved his hand and said with a smile:

"Shen Bailian will definitely have a place in the Golden Cup League. Even if I have to swallow my pride, I have to ask for one."

"Is that right, Principal Ji?"

As he spoke, Duan Wuyai smiled and looked at Ji Chenghu.

Ultimately, the decision on who will participate rests with Ji Chenghu.

Ji Chenghu merely glanced at Duan Wuyai but did not reply, because he felt that Duan Wuyai's skin seemed to have become much thicker recently.

It wasn't like this before!
But thinking about it, it makes sense. After so many years, Duan Wuyai finally found a satisfactory disciple, and he was also a swordsman like him.

Not only does he seem to possess a sacred body, but he has also demonstrated such high talent and comprehension.

Any teacher would likely cherish such a disciple who can inherit their mantle even more than their own son, and would certainly do everything in their power to provide them with the resources and opportunities they need.

"You've misunderstood." Chu Yunfei shook his head, looked at the many teachers and leaders in the conference room, and said, word by word, "I meant the World Martial Arts Competition!"

As soon as Chu Yunfei finished speaking, the entire conference room fell silent instantly.

You can hear the needle drop.

Some teachers looked at Chu Yunfei with a puzzled expression, wondering if he had been kicked in the head by a donkey, otherwise how could he say such a thing?
"impossible!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Chenghu's expression immediately turned serious, and he directly rejected the suggestion.

"Your idea is utterly absurd." Dean Shangguan Yunyan of the Sixth Hospital glanced coldly at Chu Yunfei and said to Ji Chenghu, "Principal Ji, this kind of precedent must not be set!"

"Even martial artists at the Sea Opening Realm don't get fevers?!" Cheng Shangwu turned his head in disbelief, looking at Chu Yunfei beside him with confusion.

Almost all the leaders and teachers, including Duan Wuyai, chose to refuse outright.

If exceptional talent alone could determine who would participate in the World Martial Arts Championship, then only a minority would have the power to decide, and fairness would be completely lost.

"Getting too close to certain people isn't a good thing." Ji Chenghu glanced at Chu Yunfei indifferently and warned, "You've overstepped your bounds."

All of a sudden.

It was just a simple warning, but it instantly stirred up a storm in Chu Yunfei's mental sea, which was as steady as iron.

Wow! Wow!
His mind was violently shaken, his scalp tingled and tightened, as if he were about to die at any moment. His whole body became stiff, and it felt as if a mountain was pressing down on his shoulders, making him feel like his liver and gallbladder were about to burst. His legs went weak.

Just as he was about to kneel down, the pressure suddenly disappeared.

"Thank you, Principal Ji."

Chu Yunfei was panting heavily, his back soaked with cold sweat, looking like a drowning person just pulled out of the water.

On September 5th, the trial period had entered its mid-to-late stages, which was also the most intense period of competition.

And on a vast wasteland.

Three martial arts students from the same city—two men and one woman—were running wildly across the wasteland.

Behind the three were more than a dozen enormous, ferocious beasts of the wilderness, their bodies covered in thick black fur, their sharp fangs bared, their eyes gleaming with murderous intent, as if they wanted nothing more than to tear the three of them to shreds.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer.

"Should we give up?" One of the lean boys, panting heavily, his eyes flashing with a mixture of determination and fear, couldn't help but glance at his two companions and ask:
"Should we just give up? With our current ranking, we've almost reached our limit."

“Okay.” After the other boy released the last arrow, he readily agreed to the proposal.

"I have no objection, but hurry up, or I'll lose my life."

The entire three-person team passed.

call out!call out!call out!
Beams of laser light rained down from the sky, piercing the heads of the enormous, ferocious beasts. Their bodies, propelled by immense inertia, crashed together like bowling balls.

The battle was over in less than a second.

The three men slowly stopped, supporting themselves on their knees, panting heavily. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, and the pungent smell of burnt brains entered their nostrils.

"This tastes disgusting!"

Three rocket seats flew down from the sky, and the three people immediately sat in them without hesitation. Only after fastening their seat belts did they initiate the automatic return program.

After the three boarded the space fighter, they discovered that there were already quite a few martial arts students on board, though most of them were feigning sleep.

As the trials progressed into the later stages, resources were nearly exhausted, and most martial arts students had reached their limit of fatigue.

So they all gradually chose to give up.

On the field, there are now fewer than one academy's worth of martial arts students left, and most of them are concentrated in the relatively safe second buffer zone.

Inside the cockpit of an aerospace fighter jet.

"Huh huh huh~"

Old Li was in a pretty good mood today, so he started humming a little tune, entirely because his space fighter was already fully loaded.

Today is the fifth day of the trial, which means he can rest for two more days after he returns.

"Hello, Uncle Li, can you hear me?"

"Sure." Old Li smiled and replied to the youthful voice coming through the earpiece, "Xiao Zhou, what's up?"

Xiao Zhou, whose real name is Zhou Xiaowei, is a 28-year-old aerospace fighter pilot.

"Uncle Li, this is the last flight, but my son will be turning six on the evening of the 7th, so I want to ask you for a favor."

"You're going to buy that kid a Xuanwu war machine model, right?"

"So, Uncle Li, you've agreed?"

"No problem, I'll take care of it."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Li. I'll have my wife make dumplings for you when we get back. Let me tell you, my wife made the dumplings."

(End of this chapter)