Gao Wu insists on cultivating immortality.

Chapter 111 The Fundamental Great Spell
The tall, stunned boy, who was not injured, still needed his teammates to help him off the stage.

The leader of Dongling took the stage. This young man was tall and slender, with a sharp and capable look on his face.

Having witnessed Gao Wu's terrifying power, the boy no longer had the will to provoke him, and his eyes were full of caution and wariness when he looked at Gao Wu.

At the referee's command, Gao Wu charged directly at the opposing team's captain, immediately unleashing an assault rifle.

He was only at the proficiency level in Zhanbing Fist, but that was enough to deal with these young martial artists.

By opening up his acupoints and gathering source energy, he improved even his relatively weak agility to 10.5.

Every martial artist participating in the Qilin Cup, even Bai Yushuang and her fellow warriors, would only have this level of agility if it were truly quantified; they would never be significantly different from him.

Regardless of whether the commander of Dongling wanted to move around or retreat, he had absolutely no chance in this confined space.

Gao Wu reached his opponent in a single step, his fist flying out like a fired assault rifle bullet, spinning straight at the captain of Dongling No. 1 Middle School.

Although the commander was mentally prepared, he still couldn't help but feel fear when he personally faced this punch.

He adopted a fighting stance, intending to fight and retreat simultaneously to avoid a direct confrontation with Gao Wu. However, Gao Wu's punches were too fast. The moment his stance collided with Gao Wu's fist, the overwhelming force of the punch sent numbness through his entire body, and his stance was immediately shattered.

Gao Wu followed up with his second punch. Seeing that his opponent had no room to dodge, he changed his fist into a palm and gently patted his opponent's chest.

Although he held back eight-tenths of his strength in that palm strike, it still made the opponent's face turn deathly pale and his body stiffen.

Gao Wu withdrew his palm and stepped back, then bowed to the main general of Dongling.

The referee also came over to stop Gao Wu and announced that Gao Wu had won the match.

The students from Dongling No. 1 Middle School remained silent. They had all expected this outcome, but seeing their captain defeated by Gao Wu with just two punches still left them extremely frustrated.

Young people are passionate and spirited, but they find it very difficult to accept failure and are easily discouraged by intense feelings of frustration.

Not only Dongling No.1 Middle School remained silent, but Changlin No.1 Middle School, which was about to face Gaowu, also fell silent.

They had finally defeated their opponents to make it into the quarterfinals, but their next match was against Gao Wu, a terrifying expert. They couldn't help but feel despair.

And that was exactly what happened; in the afternoon, Changlin No. 1 Middle School and Dongjiang No. 1 Middle School clashed.

Two students from Changlin No. 1 Middle School fought off four students from Dongjiang No. 1 Middle School with all their might, leaving three young martial artists to fight against Gao Wu.

As a result, no one could withstand Gao Wu's three punches. All the battles ended in a second!

The overwhelming victory shattered the fighting spirit and confidence of the young martial artists. The captain of Changlin No. 1 Middle School suddenly broke down in tears after the defeat.

This was the first time Gao Wu had encountered such a situation. He felt a little sorry for the other party. Facing a crushing defeat, it was indeed easy to doubt the value of one's efforts, and thus develop great doubts about life itself.

He really wanted to comfort the boy by saying, "Life inevitably involves facing various failures. You'll gradually get used to failure..."

However, such comforting words did not seem quite appropriate. Gao Wu glanced deeply at the weeping boy and refrained from going over to comfort him.

The live broadcast spread the story of the weeping boy throughout Beizhou, and countless people witnessed this scene.

The sense of powerlessness in the face of the strong is vividly portrayed in this young man. In this world, the strong are ultimately few and far between. While some condemned the boy's weakness, many others commented in the live chat: "Don't cry, young man."

On the other hand, Gao Wu, who beat the boy so badly that he cried out in pain, also gained even more popularity.

Compared to the other young warriors, Gao Wu is already the most popular contestant in this year's Qilin Cup.

The series of overwhelming victories also made Bai Yushuang and several other young warriors pay more attention to high martial arts.

Coaches from various teams also sought out Gao Wu to compete in the Xuetao Cup, studying the best strategies to counter him.

The immense popularity brought Gao Wu a huge number of fans to his personal Kuaishou account.

On the day the semi-finals ended, Gao Wu's fan base surpassed ten million.

That night, Gao Wu lay on his bed in his room studying the Book of Immeasurable Merit.

The sudden influx of fans also brought him over 30,000 merits. The conversion rate was roughly 200 to 1?

According to his calculations, the merits should all have been converted from the videos of saving lives and slaying demons. No matter how exciting other videos are, it would be difficult to convert them into merits.

He has now accumulated 360,000 merits. If this rate of growth continues, his merits may exceed one million once he wins the Qilin Cup.

That way, the Azure Dragon Divine Qi Mantra can be elevated to a higher level. It should bring about entirely new changes.

At this point, Gao Wu had a vague feeling that although the Book of Immeasurable Merit contained five divine incantations, the Azure Dragon Divine Qi Incantation was his fundamental incantation, and it was most compatible with him.

For this reason, the Azure Dragon Divine Qi Mantra requires the least amount of merit to upgrade.

This is also why he was able to condense his source energy and acupoints to merge with the Azure Dragon Divine Qi Mantra.

As he focused his energy points, he used his daily breathing exercises to refine his body and mind, and his martial arts cultivation also improved.

At this rate of training, he will only be able to advance to the rank of advanced martial artist after graduating from martial arts university.

He possesses the Book of Immeasurable Merit; it would be too incompetent of him to cultivate slowly like an ordinary martial artist!
Of course, he could inject large amounts of potions to increase his training efficiency. However, at the warrior level, the price of these potions became extremely expensive.

Just like the intermediate-level Vajra Elixir, one bottle costs a million...

The Hunter Association's 50,000 points can only be exchanged for fifty intermediate-grade Vajra Potions.

Ten thousand points from Qinglong Academy can only be exchanged for ten potions.

So it seems these points aren't much at all. Of course, intermediate-level potions are potent, and each vial requires multiple injections and a long digestion period.

Normally, a martial artist can only receive a maximum of ten injections per semester.

Gao Wu suppressed these distracting thoughts. There was no need to think that far ahead now. He needed to get the Qilin Cup and obtain the Qilin Elixir first. Even though he was already a warrior, injecting such a precious elixir would still be of some benefit.

Unfortunately, the quota for the potion cannot be transferred...

Suddenly his phone rang. Gao Wu glanced at it and saw it was a message from Shen Yue via Fetion. He picked up his phone and chatted with Shen Yue for a while, mainly about how to edit videos.

Shen Yue wanted him to write another song, but Gao Wu thought about it and refused. He was only eighteen years old, and the phrase "hot-blooded youth" was quite fitting; there was no need to mess around with it.

It's not too late to consider these things when he gets older and can no longer act like a teenager.

With his phone switched to Do Not Disturb mode, Gao Wu practiced his fist and sword techniques in his room, focusing on cultivating the Dragon Form Nine Styles of Breathing and Exhaling Source Power to temper his mind and body.

During the cultivation process, Gao Wu's Yin spirit left his body and watched from the side.

Through the perspective of the Yin spirit, Gao Wu saw some of his own problems, such as improper movements and the speed of his breathing and energy generation.

The Yin Spirit can observe at the particle level, which is incredibly detailed and greatly helps his cultivation.

This is also one of the uses he developed for Yin Shen (a type of deity).

With the blessing of the Azure Dragon Divine Qi Mantra, the source aperture can breathe source energy very stably, which is already far superior to that of an ordinary novice warrior.

It can only be said that the Azure Dragon Divine Qi Curse is indeed a good match for him, and can even be combined with the Source Aperture, making him much stronger than other martial artists at the starting level of Source Power.

Another advantage is that the source energy consumed in the intense process can be replenished through the Azure Dragon Divine Qi Mantra. This means that his source energy endurance is six times stronger than that of martial artists of the same level.

He can also increase his source power limit by unleashing multiple Azure Dragon Divine Qi spells. However, this will not achieve a six-fold increase.

According to his calculations, he could at most reach the level of one thousand source energy points...

Time was too short; he hadn't yet been able to fully unleash the potential of the Azure Dragon Divine Qi Curse and the Source Aperture combination.

After finishing his cultivation, Gao Wu rode his Yin Spirit to stroll around the Qilin Courtyard, mainly to prevent any sneak attacks from demon god followers. He certainly wouldn't be spying...

In the state of Yin spirit, people appear as an ordered mass of particles; even if you accidentally see them, it's not a big deal. Only by deliberately changing your perspective can you perceive the normal light and color that the human eye is accustomed to.

Gao Wu has now gotten used to the Yin Spirit Night Tour, not only for safety, but also because the Yin Spirit state gives him a sense of ease and joy from being free from all constraints, and the night tour itself is very interesting.

The Yin spirit floated a hundred meters above the Qilin Garden and could see from afar two blazing, sun-like auras of source energy intertwining deep within Anjing University, seemingly engaged in a battle.
With just one glance, the Yin Spirit was imbued with the intense aura of source energy, its stable form rippling like water.

"Amazing!" This was the first time Gao Wu had encountered such a strong and intense aura of source energy, far surpassing the power of the martial arts masters he had met.

He was immediately startled and dared not look any longer, so he quickly withdrew his spirit.

"Could it be a martial arts grandmaster?" Gao Wu wondered, feeling somewhat uneasy as he guessed the origin of the two streams of energy.

After several tests, Gao Wu determined that even martial arts masters could not detect the Yin Spirit, and he believed that the characteristic of the Yin Spirit was that it could not be perceived.

Tonight's events changed his perspective. The opponent couldn't sense the Yin Spirit, yet the mere burst of Source Energy posed a threat to it—this was no joke.

Gao Wu became more vigilant; he would have to be more careful when his Yin spirit traveled in the future.

On the other hand, it also shows that Ankyo University has a profound foundation. He is still a beginner in martial arts and should not become arrogant and conceited because of the Book of Immeasurable Merit.

He curled up into a ball, yet his body was naturally relaxed. All distracting thoughts sank into the endless abyss of his mind, and his spirit entered a state of peaceful rest in its deepest depths...

At 11:30 a.m. the next day, in the central arena of the Beijiang University Martial Arts Hall, Gao Wu, dressed in a fiery red martial arts uniform, stood in the center, while Bai Dishan from Anjing University Affiliated High School slowly walked onto the stage. After several fierce battles, only Bai Dishan and Gao Wu remained as the two team leaders. This battle would determine who would advance to the finals.

Bai Yucheng and Wang Zhe were sitting in the same spot as yesterday. It was close enough to the ring and offered a panoramic view of it, making it almost the best viewing spot in the martial arts hall.

"Who do you think will win?" Wang Zhe asked.

Bai Yucheng pondered for a moment and said, "In my opinion, Gao Wu's martial arts skills are ultimately crude. Even if they are physically strong, Bai Di Shan still has a higher chance of winning."

"Haha, but I'm more optimistic about Gao Wu." Wang Zhe chuckled. "Want to make a bet?"

"Forget it, you're too cunning, I'm not playing with you." Although he said that, Bai Yucheng was a little suspicious. Did Wang Zhe know some inside information? He was so sure of it.

He knew Wang Zhe very well; the man was meticulous in his work, and he would never bet with him unless he was extremely confident.

Bai Yucheng was quite puzzled by this. He thought that staying at the academy might have kept him out of the loop. The problem was, with so many people in the Bai family, how could they not know if there was any special news?

Leaving aside others, let's talk about his cousin, Bai Yushuang's father, Bai Yan, who is the vice president of the Hunter's Guild. The Hunter's Guild is also involved in this preliminary round, so there's absolutely no way to keep any information from his cousin.

Bai Yucheng glanced at the area where the teams had previously competed. Bai Yushuang was sitting in the front row, watching the game intently, and there was nothing unusual about her.

He knew his cousin well; Bai Yushuang couldn't keep things to herself, and if she really knew something, she wouldn't be so calm and composed.

He touched his phone in his pocket, intending to send a text message to his uncle to ask about the situation, but ultimately refrained from doing so.

If my uncle knows but doesn't say anything, he must have his reasons...

Bai Dishan on the arena was full of confidence. He was strong in martial arts, but how could the power transmitted through bones and muscles compare with the source power!

The samurai has already embarked on the path to transcendence!

Not only Bai Dishan thought this way, but everyone else shared the same view. They all acknowledged Gao Wu's excellence, but even the most skilled martial artist could not compare to a samurai.

This has been a universally acknowledged ironclad rule for the past century.

Almost everyone at Ankyo University No. 1 Middle School, including all the audience members at the Budokan, overwhelmingly supported Baidishan.

In their eyes, Gao Wu was just a country boy with some talent. Compared to other country boys, he was naturally very outstanding, but compared to the geniuses of Anjing, he was far inferior in every aspect.

Humans need a sense of superiority, and everything needs to be categorized into different levels.

From small things like clothing and accessories to big things like race and region, regional superiority complex is the most widespread.

As the political, economic, and cultural center of the northern state, Anjing naturally looks down on all places outside of Anjing.

In the eyes of the people of Anjing, a country boy like Gao Wu from a small place could only play a supporting role. This wasn't meant to be disrespectful at all; it was simply the most direct and instinctive thought of the people of Anjing.

There were many students from Anjing High School present, who cheered and shouted encouragement, which drew applause from many spectators, making the atmosphere at the martial arts hall suddenly lively.

Tens of thousands of people clapped and cheered at the same time, and this huge momentum excited even Baidi Mountain.

Before the match, the coach had given him a detailed analysis of several of Gao Wu's battle videos, and he now had a complete strategy to deal with Gao Wu.

Gao Wu noticed Bai Dishan's excitement. He even summoned his Yin Spirit to glance at Bai Dishan, confirming that the other party had no demonic aura. He then looked at the other party's Origin Aperture, and judging from the light of the Origin Power, the Origin Power value was probably barely up to one hundred...

He could even tell that Bai Dishan practiced the Tiger Form, which should be the White Tiger Fist, emphasizing killing and combat. That's why Bai Dishan's personality was somewhat gloomy like a tiger.

Amidst the thunderous cheers of support, Bai Dishan felt a surge of pride and, unusually, felt an urge to speak.

He said to Gao Wu in a deep voice, "You are excellent, but not excellent enough."

Gao Wu couldn't help but laugh. Bai Dishan looked dull and profound, but he was quite good at making sarcastic remarks.

"why are you laughing?"

Bai Dishan was a little annoyed. He wasn't mocking Gao Wu; he was just seriously stating his opinion. What did Gao Wu mean by grinning at him?
"I don't mean anything by it, I just want to learn from you and be excellent."

Gao Wu said in a serious tone, "Excellent student Bai, please give me your guidance!"

Although Gao Wu was confident of victory against the samurai, he was not careless. He immediately unleashed a heavy machine gun attack.

The heavy machine gun style and the assault rifle style are very similar, both involving rapid, continuous punches. The difference lies in the fact that the assault rifle style is based on a three-hit combo, which is continuously repeated.

The heavy machine gun version does not have this limitation; it exerts more force and punches faster, aiming to destroy the enemy in a single burst.

This was the first time Gao Wu had taken the Qilin Cup arena seriously since stepping onto it.

Bai Dishan spread his arms slightly, pouncing like a tiger, his idea being to unleash his source power as quickly as possible to defeat Gao Wu in a short time.

This was also a tactic that the coach and he had planned in advance, because Gao Wu had amazing stamina and strength, and the longer the battle dragged on, the greater the probability of him losing.

Gao Wu's punch was fierce and violent, and the explosion from the punch seemed to shatter the air.

"No, that punch had at least three thousand kilograms of force!"

Bai Dishan was shocked. Could such powerful force be unleashed from muscles and bones alone?!
But he didn't have time to think much. He immediately activated his dantian acupoints to draw out the source power, bent his ten fingers into hooks like tiger claws, and slashed down fiercely at Gao Wu's fist.

As Gao Wu's fist sank in the Tiger-Shaped Chopping Fist, Bai Dishan neutralized most of the force of Gao Wu's punch by using the source energy changes on the tiger claw. He was about to use the tiger claw tearing change to rip the flesh off Gao Wu's hand when Gao Wu's fist retracted and released force again.

The terrifying force of the punch also disrupted the subsequent changes of Bai Dishan's Tiger Claw. Before Bai Dishan could react, Gao Wu's left fist shot out like a bullet.

Left with no other option, Bai Dishan could only respond with a tiger-shaped chopping fist. He had intended to use the transformation of his source energy to neutralize Gao Wu's ferocious and rapid punches, and then seize the opportunity to finish Gao Wu off with a single blow.

However, Gao Wu seized the opportunity when Baidi Mountain retreated and truly unleashed the power of his heavy machine gun.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

The rapid, continuous punches made a deep, yet ferocious, sound as if they were being fired from a heavy machine gun.

Gao Wu had mastered the Dragon Soaring Body Technique, and his feet moved silently, following Bai Di Shan like a shadow as he launched a series of attacks.

Bai Dishan tried several movement techniques but still couldn't shake off Gao Wu, and could only passively use the Tiger-Style Chopping Fist to defend.

The two exchanged blows, and at first Bai Dishan was able to neutralize most of Gao Wu's punches with his source energy. However, Gao Wu's punches were incredibly fast, like a storm, giving him no chance to retreat or dodge, leaving him no opportunity to counterattack.

The opponent's punches were not only incredibly powerful, but also as hard as steel. Even with his source energy protecting his palms, he was still left with numb muscles from the blows.

Bai Dishan could only struggle to hold on. He judged that such heavy punches and high martial arts could not last long. Although he was in a very passive and disheveled state, he was still quite confident.

To his surprise, Gao Wu's power seemed inexhaustible. He unleashed 150 rapid punches like a heavy machine gun, yet his breathing remained steady and his punches were still powerful.

Bai Dishan's source energy could not withstand such intense consumption, and the faint white light of source energy on his tiger claws silently dissipated.

With a muffled thud, Gao Wu's punch pierced through the Tiger-Shaped Chopping Fist, which lacked source energy, and struck Bai Dishan squarely in the chest.

The heavy blow caused Bai Dishan's chest to cave in. He felt as if his internal organs had exploded, and countless capillaries on his skin burst under the intense pressure, turning his entire body from his face to his feet bright red.

Such ferocious punches caused Bai Dishan to lose control of his body with just one strike.

Before Bai Dishan could react, Gao Wu's second punch landed, sending the limp Bai Dishan flying several meters away.

The referee quickly stopped Gao Wu.

The tens of thousands of spectators at the martial arts hall were in an uproar. Their talented young martial artist had actually been brutally beaten to a pulp by a country boy...

The battle was extremely intense, but the entire process actually only took twenty seconds.

Gao Wu didn't care what the surrounding audience thought or shouted. He cupped his hands to Bai Dishan, who was lying motionless on the stage, and said, "Student Bai, thank you for your guidance. I have benefited greatly from it."

Bai Dishan was already struggling to breathe, and upon hearing this, his limbs twitched with anger, yet he couldn't utter a single word...

The martial arts masters on the podium all saw it clearly, and they were not surprised by the result.

Song Yunzhen smiled at An Ziru and said, "Gao Wu is a bit of a chatterbox and has a restless personality. Dean An will have a lot of headaches to deal with in the future."

An Ziru remained silent. She admired Gao Wu's abilities, but she really disliked his personality.

Having already won, such words are rather harsh and lack class.

She thought again, Gao Wu was just an eighteen-year-old boy, so there was no need to be too demanding of him. There was nothing wrong with his genuine nature!
Song Mingyue, who was below the stands, was not surprised by the result. Gao Wu, who had advanced to the Martial Warrior level, could deliver a punch of 3,500 kilograms with just his muscle strength.

If Gao Wu were to unleash his source power, he could shatter White Emperor Mountain with a single punch. But in a ring duel, there's no need to exert so much force.

Song Mingyue took out her phone and opened a mini-program, where the odds for Gao Wu to win the championship had been increased to 3 to 1.

This adjustment by the bookmaker actually reassured Song Mingyue. This was the kind of operation a normal bookmaker should make.

She bet two million when the odds were 1 to 16, one million of which belonged to Gao Wu. Given the bookmaker's normal reaction, it seems she and Gao Wu will get their money.

Song Mingyue breathed a sigh of relief. Her financial situation was already bad; if the bookmaker had run off with the two million, she wouldn't have been too bothered, but Gao Wu would probably have gone berserk...

(End of this chapter)