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

Chapter 146: Level 16.1 Ignites the Entire Scene!
"This time, I'm afraid Teacher Duan would never have imagined that I would break through the 16.0 level threshold so easily."

Shen Bailian's eyes flickered slightly, and in an instant, like a small pebble thrown into a pond, ripples spread out in circles.

A panel, both illusory and clear, suddenly appeared.

Character Level: LV8 (2/2300)

Physical Strength: 16.1; Spirit: 11.2

Divine Skill: Shadow Follows LV1 (0/1) (Energy Storage: 1 times)
Eye of God LV1 (58/400)

Active Skill: Gale LV1 (30/300)

Tian Gang Qi LV2 (216/700)

Basic swordsmanship LV3 (538/700)

Basic Breathing Techniques LV2 (75/700)

Passive Skill: Iron Body LV4 (530/1300)

【Cure point: 1】

[Divine Matter: 313]

This time, the character gained a total of 103 experience points. After leveling up to level 8, the original 1800 experience points increased by 500, just like last time.

The Gale skill has increased experience points by 15, doubling the speed at which experience points are gained.

The Heavenly Qi skill has gained 10 experience points.
The basic swordsmanship skill has gained 18 experience points, leaving only a little over 100 experience points needed to level up.

However, Shen Bailian planned to spend some time in intensive training after the opening ceremony, which would be a good opportunity to verify an idea.

Can skills be advanced without using divine matter?
The Iron Body skill has only gained 40 experience points, and there's still a long way to go before leveling up. Just wait patiently.

Finally, the basic breathing technique skill gained 75 experience points.

At this rate, it will take less than ten days to successfully level up, which will increase the physical attribute value by 0.3 points and the mental attribute value by 0.2 points.

More than ten days later, with the upgrade of his basic swordsmanship, Shen Bailian was able to gain a total of 0.5 points of physical attribute value and 0.4 points of mental attribute value.

"Now it seems that although I can deal with ordinary level 17.0 Transcendent Realm warriors, it will be more difficult when I encounter geniuses like Wang Yuxuan."

"However, things might be different in ten days."

Looking at his own panel, Shen Bailian knew that the surging power within him was an illusion that arose in his mind after his body had just completed its transformation and his strength had increased dramatically.

He was able to begin using the power of heaven and earth to enhance his strength when he reached the Establishing Life Realm, which is around level 15 in terms of physical attributes.

While those prodigies may lag behind, once their physical attributes reach level 16.0 or higher, approaching level 17.0, they will inevitably begin to familiarize themselves with the use of the elemental power of heaven and earth.

Upon advancing to the Transcendent Realm, there is a high probability that one will gain the ability to fly.

The ability to fly against the ability to fly is practically a dimensional reduction attack, especially when combined with the ability of those in the Transcendent Realm to independently control the primordial energy of heaven and earth.

This is a fundamental difference in strength, which cannot be reversed by mere force.

Of course, miracles can happen with sheer force. If someone has the maximum punching power of several hundred tons in one arm, then the corresponding thigh strength would also be terrifying.

With a slight jolt of the legs, one can leap tens or even hundreds of meters, and with a height of tens of meters, it can be considered low-altitude flight to some extent.

"anyway."

"When facing a level 17.0 Transcendent Realm martial artist, after unleashing the final move of the Heavenly Gang Qi, Stone Shattering Strike, he also has the power to fight against ordinary Transcendent Realm martial artists."

Shen Bailian pondered to himself.

His current maximum single-arm punching power is 38.8 tons under normal conditions. With the enhancement of the final move of the Heavenly Qi Skill - Earth-Shattering Strike, the power can be increased to 78 tons.

The standard for the single-arm punching power of a level 17.0 Transcendent Realm martial artist is 64 tons. If he attacks a weak point unexpectedly, Shen Bailian is confident that he can kill the opponent instantly.

but.

If the opponent's physical attributes reach level 18.0, then it's a different story, because a level 18.0 Transcendent Realm martial artist can not only fly with ease, but their single-arm maximum punching power reaches a terrifying 120 tons.

Calling it terrifying is not an exaggeration at all.

"Alright, let's stop practicing here for today. Once the freshman ceremony is over tomorrow and all the resources are in place, we can start our intensive training."

Shen Bailian glanced at the smart bracelet and realized that it was already 11 p.m. without her noticing.

Afterwards, he put the Dragon Slayer back into his storage ring and went to the bathroom to take a shower before going to sleep, otherwise he would feel sticky and uncomfortable all over.

……

September 10, 345th year of the New Era, 7:10 AM.

Shen Bailian rode in the intelligent driving convertible, located the destination, lay down and closed his eyes. In less than half an hour, he arrived at the Fengyu Stadium.

The playground was already packed with people. The six combat divisions, totaling more than 3,500 people, had all arrived and found the location of the academy.

In fact, the Tiangang Academy's annual enrollment is not small, usually around six or seven thousand people. However, half of the students are research-oriented, research-oriented, and logistics-oriented martial artists.

This type of martial artist does not hold their opening ceremony in the same place as the combat academy.

After all, the border of the Great Xia is a continuous and large-scale war, which requires combat-oriented warriors, but even more so, logistics-oriented warriors.

To some extent, in certain special environments, martial artists can play a greater role than machines.

"Big Brother!"

"Good morning, Senior Brother Shen..."

Shen Bailian had only been inside for a short time when he was spotted by many people. The martial arts students were extremely familiar with the young man's face and greeted him with respect.

Shen Bailian nodded in response to each of these remarks.

"Senior Brother." Su Ruozhi and Chen Yifei ran over to the boy with joy on their faces.

"How are the club's preparations going?" Shen Bailian turned his head and looked at the two of them with a smile.

After the second round of trials, Chen Yifei and Su Ruozhi wanted to take advantage of Shen Bailian's rising fame to recruit several prodigies into the club.

"The progress is very good." Chen Yifei said with a smile, "A total of ten people are willing to join our club, and they are all among the top 100 in the second round of trial points."

"Not bad." Shen Bailian patted Chen Yifei on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, "However, you can lower your target a bit. You don't need to recruit so many martial arts students with great potential. Recruiting more ordinary martial arts students is also good."

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yifei was stunned and looked to Su Ruozhi beside him for help, wanting to see if the other party had guessed Shen Bailian's intention.

Su Ruozhi just shook his head blankly, clearly unable to understand Shen Bailian's true intentions either.

Generally, clubs in martial arts universities pursue small-team operations, and naturally have high requirements for the strength and potential of their members.

The fact that Shen Bailian wanted to recruit some martial arts students with mediocre skills puzzled the two of them.

"It's alright, just do as I say." Shen Bailian smiled slightly, without explaining anything further, and then walked towards the location of the Fourth Academy.

Only Chen Yifei and Su Ruozhi were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

In fact, Shen Bailian had discovered a problem long ago: his growth rate was too fast. Even someone as strong as Xiao Yan, Gao Lei, and even Li Hongling could hardly keep up with him.

Wang Yuxuan, Li Feiyu, and other students of the Sun-level Dragon Gate Martial Arts School will inevitably be separated from him at an extremely fast speed.

Top 100 in the second round of trials?
Shen Bailian wasn't bragging; he could easily defeat those ninety-nine martial arts students, including the twenty-two Sun-level Dragon Gate martial arts students, all by himself—it was only a matter of time.

A single ordinary rare and precious herb is worth one or two million, or even several million, Da Xia coins. The 60 million Da Xia coins provided by the Heavenly Rank Cultivation Contract are likely insufficient.

Therefore, instead of recruiting a small number of elite martial arts students, it would be better to have the club recruit more ordinary martial arts students. More people means more power, and the speed of intelligence gathering would be much faster.

However, Shen Bailian could not say these words out loud.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be like poking Chen Yifei and Su Ruozhi on the forehead and saying: "Your strength is of no help to me at all"?
……

At eight o'clock in the morning, the freshman entrance ceremony of Tiangang Academy officially began. However, the principal still did not come. Instead, the deans of the six combat divisions, Ji Chenghu, and another vice principal arrived.

Of course, three student council representatives also came and stood below the stage. Among them, Xiong Dali was a full eight feet tall, which is about 254 centimeters tall, with broad shoulders and a strong and powerful waist.

Standing among the three, he was like a crane among chickens.

"Huh?" Some martial arts students were puzzled when they saw Xiong Dali and his two companions arrive. "Why are there upperclassmen from other grades here? Is it going to be another student representative giving a speech?"

"How could that be? If a student representative is to speak, it should be Senior Brother Shen who does it."

"really."

"Haven't you heard?" A blond-haired martial arts student proudly raised his head, clearly knowing some inside information, and said smugly:
"There is a tradition within the student council that a senior student with strong abilities will be chosen to teach a lesson to the newcomer who is considered the best among the freshmen."

"A class?" One of the martial arts students frowned slightly, knowing that this was definitely not a proper instruction of experience.

Sudden.

"Everyone, please." Ji Chenghu stood coldly below the platform, his sharp eyes causing a stinging sensation in everyone who met his gaze. All the martial arts students fell silent instantly.
"Turn left, play the national anthem, raise the national flag!"

boom!boom!
In an instant, all the martial arts students turned their gazes sharply eastward in unison, and as soon as the song "Nirvana" began to play, everyone subconsciously started singing along.

The singing echoed across the playground, loud and clear, and in just a moment it spread throughout most of the Tiangang Academy, full of vibrant life and new life.

……

After all the speeches were finished, it was already ten o'clock. Although the process was rather cumbersome, it was at the request of the Education Bureau. Although the sense of ceremony may seem like a vanity project, it can unleash a power far beyond what ordinary people can imagine at crucial moments.

"Now we begin the second item on the opening ceremony agenda: a speech by a student council representative," a bespectacled teacher announced before returning to his seat.

"Okay." Xiong Dali's voice was deep and resonant, and his face immediately lit up with a smile. He said to the two people beside him in a carefree manner, "Leave this to me. You two don't need to go up."

After saying that, Xiong Dali walked towards the podium, leaving the other two members of the student council looking at each other in bewilderment. This was not in line with the original plan.

However, they were also relieved.
"Principal Ji, deans, good morning." Although Xiong Dali was arrogant, he still acted like a well-behaved child in front of the deans and Ji Chenghu, respectfully clasping his hands and bowing.

"Hmm." Ji Chenghu nodded slightly and said, "Do your best."

"Okay." Upon hearing this, Xiong Dali glanced at Duan Wuyai, and when he found that the other party was not paying attention to him, he was immediately delighted.

Because Shen Bailian is now Duan Wuyai's disciple, and his task is to "teach" the new king among the freshmen, he pays special attention to Duan Wuyai's emotions.

Xiong Dali turned around, glanced at the more than 3,000 new students, and after introducing himself, delivered a passionate speech.

of course.

The draft was prepared in advance by the student union staff, and it conveyed the encouragement and expectations of the senior students for the new students.

"Hmm?" Shen Bailian frowned slightly because he felt that Xiong Dali was glancing at him intentionally or unintentionally, and very frequently.

"...Welcome all interested junior students to join our student union,"

"Now we begin the third item on the opening ceremony agenda." After saying this, the bespectacled teacher glanced at Xiong Dali, signaling that it was his turn to take the stage.

Xiong Dali was secretly delighted, thinking that he could finally loosen up his muscles and bones, but he remained outwardly calm and snapped his fingers.

Buzz~buzz~
With a tremor, two holes opened in the floor of the platform, and two virtual reality pods rose from the ground.

“Our student union has a long-standing tradition,” Xiong Dali said in a deep voice. “Every year, the student union sends a senior student to give a lecture to the freshmen.”

"And since everyone here is a martial arts student, the way we attend classes is quite simple: we practice a round with the senior students."

Wow!
In an instant, the martial arts students below the stage erupted in excitement, because the strength difference was complete. Most of the freshmen were only at the initial stage of the Establishing Destiny Realm, while some talented seniors had already reached the peak of the Establishing Destiny Realm or the Transcendent Realm shortly after the start of their sophomore year.

Moreover, Xiong Dali is only a junior in college.

“I definitely won’t take advantage of you.” With that, Xiong Dali patted the virtual reality pod next to him: “We’ll have classes in the Spirit Realm Space, and my strength will be brought up to the same level as yours.”

"Furthermore, if anyone can defeat me, the student council will award 990,000 Great Xia Coins!"

"Of course, those who are too weak should not come up. Not only will it waste the time of many deans and Principal Ji, but it will also waste your training time. It would be best if the new king could represent the strongest combat power of your class of martial arts students."

The new king?
Swish!Swish!Swish!
Almost all the martial arts students looked in one direction at the same time, towards the front of the Fourth Academy.

The boy, dressed in a white martial arts uniform with a school badge on his left chest, was well-proportioned, dignified, and composed.

"So that's what it means."

A slight smile appeared on Shen Bailian's calm face as he pondered to himself.

He had long sensed that Xiong Dali was glancing in his direction intentionally or unintentionally while speaking, realizing that he had been watching him closely and waiting for him to take the bait.

"However, 990,000 Great Xia coins are too good to pass up."

With this in mind, Shen Bailian smiled knowingly and calmly walked towards the podium.

When water comes, earth will block it; when soldiers come, generals will defend them. Xiong Dali has openly stated that he wants to challenge for the title of Rookie of the 45th class. If he doesn't go up, it will be a great disgrace for him and for the entire 45th class of martial arts students.

"Go, Senior Brother!" Chen Yifei and Su Ruozhi turned to the group of martial arts students from the Fourth Academy behind them: "Brothers and sisters, cheer for Senior Brother!"

"Senior Brother, show him the strength of the 45th Rookie of the Year!"

"..."

"Senior Brother, take him down!" There were martial arts students from other combat branches in the 45th cohort who had long disliked Xiong Dali, who acted all arrogant and cocky.

All of a sudden.

Within seconds, the entire playground erupted in a deafening roar, as most of the martial arts students hoped that Shen Bailian could create another miracle.

"He just walked up there like that?" Feng Yanqiu looked at the tall, upright figure, somewhat incredulous, and whispered to the girl next to her:
"Xuanxuan, do you think he can continue to win this time?"

"Difficult, extremely difficult."

“Although the Spirit Realm can simulate physical attributes to the same level, it cannot control bloodline power.” Wang Yuxuan’s eyes flickered slightly as she frowned and continued:
"It is said that Xiong Dali's Earth Bear bloodline has been developed to 40%, allowing him to enter a semi-beast form and unleash power 1.7 times greater than his own."

Li Feiyu, Qin Wuyang, and the others exchanged glances and shook their heads, all of them not very optimistic about the young man who had already stepped onto the podium.

Or rather, any martial arts student with a modicum of rationality knows that Shen Bailian's chances are slim.

Although physical fitness might be at the same level, two years of training within the martial arts university, martial arts skills, and combat instincts... can completely overwhelm freshmen.

The student council has this tradition, so they're definitely not there to embarrass themselves or throw money away; they must have plenty of confidence in handling the newcomer king.

Moreover, over the years, there has never been a case in Tiangang Academy where a newcomer king could defeat a student council representative.

"Hello, Teacher Duan, Principal Ji..."

After Shen Bailian went on stage, he did not rush. He first bowed slightly to Duan Wuyai, and then bowed to Ji Chenghu, the deans, and the teachers.

"Yes." Duan Wuyai nodded and said with a smile, "Perform well and let them see your true strength and potential."

"Yes." Shen Bailian smiled knowingly, then walked to the virtual reality pod.

"How about it, Junior Brother?" Xiong Dali grinned, sensing Shen Bailian's powerful physique, and said impatiently:
"Which level of physical fitness would you like to set?"

"Can we use my current physical condition as the standard?"

Shen Bailian showed no mercy. In the instant the silver light flashed, the Dragon Slayer appeared in his hand and was placed on the testing platform next to the virtual reality pod.

Then I lay down in the virtual reality pod.

"Good, very efficient." Seeing Shen Bailian's actions were so decisive and efficient, unlike the previous year's rookie king who dragged his feet, Xiong Dali immediately smiled and lay down in the virtual reality pod as well.

"Granting permissions, initiating physical fitness test, current level 1%, 2%..."

Ten seconds later.

"Drip~"

With a soft sound, the transparent explosion-proof glass cover of the virtual reality cabin slowly closed, and the second-tier basic medicine emerged from all around the cabin.

In front of the podium, a virtual screen suddenly appeared, with a full-body image of the person next to him on the left and a body image of Xiong Dali on the right.

"In accordance with the rules of the duel, this duel will be based on Shen Bailian's physical fitness level, which is 16.1."

A clear, ethereal voice echoed across the entire playground, silencing the entire area.

What the hell?
Physical fitness level 16.1? Are you sure you're not mistaken?

More than 3,000 martial arts students stared at the dazzling figure of "16.1" and were momentarily stunned. The cheers that had been cheering them on vanished in an instant.

The entire training ground was so quiet it seemed to freeze in time, with only the whistling wind and the heavy breathing of the martial arts students in the ears.

However, the next moment.

boom!
"what!"

"How is this possible? A physical fitness level of 16.1?! You're telling me this is a freshman who just enrolled?!"

With a gasp, the entire playground erupted in excitement. Many martial arts students quickly rubbed their eyes, afraid they had misread it, and began to discuss it heatedly.

Even many second- and third-year martial arts students on the outskirts of the playground were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped to the ground, and a complex emotion suddenly welled up in their hearts.

on the rostrum.

"Hmm?" Cheng Shangwu frowned upon seeing the data displayed on the virtual screen, turned to Duan Wuyai beside him, and said in a low voice:

"You let him eat all of those things?"

"Those things" naturally refer to the gifts that their fellow disciples gave them yesterday, gifts that they must have discussed privately.

At this stage, there are only two ways for Shen Bailian to directly improve his physical attributes from level 15.8 to level 16.1.

The first method is to use forbidden techniques, which is definitely not feasible within the Tiangang Academy.

Secondly, taking large amounts of rare and precious medicinal herbs, but using them in combination will cause a significant loss of efficacy; only a fool would do that.

"Maybe." Duan Wuyai's eyes flickered. He wasn't too sure about it, but after thinking it over, the only way was to consume rare and precious herbs.

"I'll go ask about it after this is over."

And at the same time.

"Consciousness connection 1%, 2% = 100%"

"Randomly selecting the duel venue. This duel venue: the Colosseum in ancient Rome."

Inside the virtual reality pod, regardless of the shock from the outside world, Shen Bailian's consciousness gradually sank, having entered the virtual spiritual realm.

Swish!Swish!
Two figures appeared out of thin air in the magnificent ancient Roman Colosseum.

Shen Bailian and Xiong Dali were a full two hundred meters apart.

But at such a distance, for two martial artists at the Life-Standing Realm with physical attributes as high as level 16.1, a fierce collision can occur in less than two seconds when they unleash their full power.

The entire ancient Roman dueling arena was nearly a thousand meters in diameter, enough to accommodate two ordinary Transcendent Realm warriors fighting there.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

The surrounding seats were filled with countless virtual human images that surged and undulated like waves. Their shouts, cheers, and screams converged into a torrent that reverberated in every corner of the arena.

"Something's wrong."

Xiong Dali sensed his own condition. His bloodline was the Earth Bear, so his perception of power was extremely acute. With a slight thought, he instantly activated the light screen attribute.

Name: Xiong Dali
Physical fitness: Level 16.1 (Level 19.5)
Maximum single-arm punching power: 38.8 tons (standard)

Burst speed: 90m/s
Specialized moves: Mount Tai Meteorite Fall, Vajra Palm...

……

Because of his Earth Bear bloodline, he is significantly heavier than ordinary martial artists, which brings him great defense and strength, but also reduces his agility.

"Level 16.1?"

Xiong Dali looked at the data on the screen and was more pleased than surprised.

Because of their overwhelming strength, if their level is lowered to around 14.0 or 15.0, they will inevitably experience a period of discomfort for about ten seconds.

These ten-odd seconds are far too long for a martial artist at the Life Establishment Realm; they are enough to influence the outcome of a battle.

Of course, most importantly, before deciding to challenge Shen Bailian, he specifically reviewed all of the boy's combat records and discovered a weakness in the young man—

Their footwork and body movement are too weak.

The reason he was able to overpower those freshmen was entirely due to his immense strength and incredible ability to crush everything.

Now, Xiong Dali's greatest strength lies in his power and defense. Today's battle is destined to be a great one, allowing him to vent his frustrations.

With the pride of a rising star, he would never be like that old dog Lu Changsheng, who has no dignity whatsoever as a "strongman".

However, Xiong Dali never expected that the information he had learned would become outdated in just a few days.

And on the opposite side.

"This is a bit troublesome. There is not a trace of heaven and earth energy inside this spiritual virtual space, so we cannot enter the state of metal purification."

Looking at his unsuspecting senior brother, Shen Bailian suddenly had a thought. He gripped the Dragon Slayer sword tightly and took a deep breath.

In an instant, his internal organs trembled violently, his blood surged forth like a long river, his bones and muscles throbbed, and his entire aura changed instantly.

It transformed into a blade capable of cutting through everything.

Above the Colosseum in ancient Rome, the huge countdown numbers gradually moved from 10, 9, 8 towards the number "0".

The instant the numbers reached zero, the entire Colosseum seemed to be ignited by an invisible force, and the atmosphere instantly reached its peak.

"The duel begins!"

A magnificent and solemn sound resounded above the Colosseum in ancient Rome, like the ancient tolling of bells echoing through the long river of time.

"The battle has begun." All the martial arts students clenched their fists, staring intently at the screen, holding their breath and not daring to blink.

They were afraid that if they blinked, they would miss the important and exciting decisive moment.

"Can you win?"

Li Feiyu stared intently at the light screen, not even knowing what he was thinking. On one hand, he hoped that Shen Bailian could win and represent the 45th class in a grand display of power.

On the other hand, he also hoped that Shen Bailian would lose, so that he would at least have a chance to catch up with his opponent.

Not only him, but this suspense lingered in the minds of all the martial arts students, the various deans, and Vice Principal Ji Chenghu. Although they knew the hope was slim, they were still hoping for a miracle to happen.

Because that boy has already created too many miracles.

(End of this chapter)