High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 110 Cruel Battlefield, Green-Skinned Boss!

After selecting the area, Lin Yue turned around and looked at Qin Feng.

"Behind this martial arts room is a dedicated individual drop pod. We'll enter it together shortly, and the system will automatically drop us into the area we just selected."

Her expression turned serious.

"Qin Feng, remember this. From the moment you enter the battlefield, I will be your protector. I will always stay near you, but I will not interfere in any of your battles. I will only step in to save you when you are facing certain death or on the brink of life and death."

"When you feel that your physical and mental strength is too depleted and less than 20% remains, you can request to return at any time through our internal channel. I will immediately take you to evacuate and return to this space fortress for rest."

"Of course, in case of any emergency, we can also choose to return directly to school."

"This mission has no fixed end time, but our usage rights here are for one year. That is to say, you can conduct high-intensity real combat trials here for up to a year."

"have you understood?"

"I understand, teacher."

An unprecedentedly fiery light ignited in Qin Feng's eyes.

This is the kind of battle he craves!
This is the stage where he can become stronger at the fastest speed!
More importantly, it contains what he urgently needs right now—GPA!
His physical potential, like that of an embryonic cosmic behemoth, consumed resources at an alarming rate.

In just three days, he used up a high-grade psionic potion worth 500,000.

The remaining resources won't last long at all.

He desperately needs a massive amount of performance points to exchange for more cultivation resources!
"very good."

Lin Yue saw the longing in his eyes and nodded. "Let's go then."

The two walked one after the other into the drop-off area behind the martial arts room.

A futuristic-looking, giant metal dome-shaped delivery pod rests quietly there.

The hatch opened, and the two went inside.

The interior space is large, with dozens of fixed seats and some life support systems.

As soon as they were seated and the cabin door closed, a strong push-back sensation came over them.

The entire delivery capsule, like a cannonball fired from an electromagnetic railgun, accelerated instantly, detached from the space fortress's docking port, and transformed into a burning meteor, trailing a long tail of flame, plummeting straight towards the huge, yellowish-brown planet below!

Passing through the pitch-black cosmos, plunging into the scorching, fiery clouds created by friction with the atmosphere, and finally breaking through the clouds, the view below became increasingly clear.

"Boom—boom—"

A few minutes later, accompanied by a violent tremor and a roar, the delivery capsule landed smoothly on the ground.

Before the hatch was even opened, deafening shouts, roars, and the dense roar of gunfire poured in through the thick alloy bulkhead.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Countless bullets rained down on the outer shell of the delivery pod, producing a series of dull and rapid impacts.

Clearly, their "parachute arrival" immediately attracted a "warm welcome" from the nearby green-skinned vehicles.

"Oh, right, there's something else I forgot to remind you."

Just as tensions were about to rise, Lin Yue suddenly turned her head, a slightly mischievous grin spreading across her face.

"The rules only prohibit us warriors from using power armor and psionic weapons. But those green-skinned orcs can use those things. What you're about to face is an orc battlefield filled with gunfire, artillery fire, chariots, and even orcs wearing 'I think armor'."

"So be careful, lest you get hit in the head by a stray bullet that comes out of nowhere as soon as you step outside."

"If you're ready, open the door yourself."

Qin Feng was taken aback upon hearing this.

He had never really thought about it that way.

He took a deep breath, banished all distracting thoughts, and focused intently.

He tightened his grip on the alloy spear, stepped forward, and pressed the open button next to the hatch.

"Boom—boom—"

The heavy hatch slid open slowly to both sides.

The moment the hatch opened a crack, a deadly barrage of bullets, composed of countless metal warheads and capable of tearing through steel, poured out!

However, Qin Feng's reaction was faster than the hail of bullets!
He was highly focused, activated the [Dragon Soaring Body Technique], and flashed out from behind the cabin door.

He wielded the spear in his hand, transforming it into a dense, impenetrable silver halo!
[A thousand troops surround and protect!]
The perfected spear technique now displayed unparalleled defensive power.

In his hands, the long spear seemed to transform into an absolute barrier, impenetrable to any force!

“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-!”

A series of crisp sounds, like rain pattering on banana leaves.

All the bullets were precisely deflected and deflected by him, not even a sliver of his clothing touching them. "Whoosh—!"

Just then, a burly figure suddenly leaped out of the trench beside Qin Feng.

He was a burly warrior with a huge axe in his hand and a full beard.

He let out a deafening roar, and the giant axe in his hand drew a brutal arc, cleaving four or five green-skinned boys who were wildly firing their guns at the hatch in two, along with their guns!

Green blood and shattered entrails instantly splattered across the earth.

After doing all this, the martial artist turned back to Qin Feng, raised an eyebrow, and grinned.

"Hey bro, be careful, we just stepped out of the hatch!"

"Follow me!"

Without pausing after uttering those words, he roared again and charged towards another group of green-skinned men like a tiger among sheep.

Taking advantage of this precious moment, Qin Feng quickly scanned his surroundings.

The sight before him was so moving that even his heart, which had been as hard as a rock, was shaken.

This is a typical, vast plain.

The scorched earth was littered with the burning wreckage of tanks and huge bomb craters.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of gunpowder, blood, and ozone mixed together.

Not far from him were several green-skinned tribes, built from various scrap metal and huge animal bones, exuding a rugged style.

Countless warriors and green-skinned people, several times their number, were engaged in a frenzied battle.

Those lowest-ranking green-skinned lads were generally around two meters tall, with the distinctive green skin, bulging muscles, and wielding all sorts of oddly shaped "creations" that looked like they were made from scrap metal. They shouted "Waaagh!" as they unleashed a torrent of firepower.

Interspersed among them were some "I think tanks" cobbled together from huge metal rollers and crude armor plates, with heavy machine guns on them spitting deadly flames.

Even more advanced are the green-skinned creatures whose vitality index reaches level two.

They are generally over three meters tall, wearing heavy, junk-style "I think armor," some carrying simple cannons, and others wielding huge chainsaw swords made from tank tracks.

Further away, Qin Feng even saw several giant figures, nearly five meters tall, like mobile fortresses!
Their armor was thicker and more menacing, and huge totem flags were planted on their backs. Every step they took caused the ground to tremble slightly.

That's a level 3 green skin with a vitality index of 20.0 or higher!
The entire battlefield was a giant and highly efficient meat grinder.

Every second, green-skinned creatures fell in agony, torn to shreds by the warriors' swords.

Every second, warriors were either hit by the dense barrage of fire or run over by giant war chariots.

But in the distant sky, Qin Feng could see many high-level martial artists like Lin Yue, quietly floating.

They are the "Guardians," who will save a trial participant from imminent death.

Therefore, the actual mortality rate among martial artists is extremely low.

But this does not lessen the brutality of the battlefield.

The deafening shouts of battle, the savage roars, the piercing sounds of gunfire... all of these intertwined, instantly igniting the fighting spirit deep within Qin Feng's bones.

Without further hesitation, he gripped his spear tightly and, like an arrow released from a bow, charged into the battlefield made of blood and fire!
"Thousand Army Spears" is derived from the battlefield combat techniques of thousands of troops.

At this moment, on this real battlefield, Qin Feng felt like a fish in water.

The spear in his hand sometimes moved like a venomous dragon emerging from its cave, precisely killing the armed greensmen who posed the greatest threat to him; at other times, it moved like an iron wall across a river, forming a temporary battle line with the unfamiliar warriors beside him to resist the greensmen's charge.

He doesn't need words; a glance or a gesture is enough for his comrades to understand.

This tacit understanding formed in the face of life and death is far more effective than any tactical arrangement.

However, when he actually faced those armored Level 2 Greenskins, harsh reality dealt him a heavy blow.

He spotted a level 2 green-skinned enemy carrying a cannon, accelerated forward, and his spear transformed into a streak of light, thrusting straight at the enemy's face!
[Light and Shadow]!
"clang!"

There was a crisp sound.

His spear tip only left a faint white dot on the opponent's simple mask before being bounced away by the enormous recoil!
"Waaagh!"

Enraged, the level 2 green-skinned beast roared, threw away its shoulder cannon, drew a huge machete made from the engine casing, and slashed down at Qin Feng!

Qin Feng had no choice but to dodge awkwardly, and then used the advantage of the length of his spear to maneuver around his opponent.

He discovered that the armor these green-skinned technicians had crafted using "the power of my imagination" was far more defensive than he had imagined.

He must attack the same point continuously and precisely in order to break through the opponent's defense.

During this process, he also had to be constantly on guard against gunfire from all around, shells flying from who-knows-where, and sneak attacks from other green-skinned soldiers.

The battle was exceptionally difficult.

(End of this chapter)