High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 129 He who seeks the best will get it
The noise from the outside world could not disturb Qin Feng in the slightest.

After putting aside the recruitment letters from Starry Sky Martial Arts University, he once again entered a deep state of cultivation.

His body sat peacefully in the chair, his breathing steady and long.

His mind had already sunk into that vast and boundless sea of ​​consciousness, contemplating the majestic figure of the emperor, who stood on endless starry rivers and was draped in eternal radiance.

The practice of the "Emperor's Meditation Method" is like rowing against the current; one cannot slacken even for a single day.

At the same time, he was also connected to the holographic viewing device, overlooking the battle situation of the freshman competition below.

This is a technique for multitasking, which Qin Feng discovered he could easily do after achieving some success with his "Emperor's Meditation Method".

The freshman competition proceeded very quickly.

Under the brutal single-elimination system, the number of participants decreased at a visible rate.

In just one and a half days, only four of the thousands of new geniuses from various martial arts high schools under Qiming Star were left.

The semi-finals have officially begun.

One of the matches was between a junior from Qiming No. 1 High School and a freshman from Jinlong Martial Arts High School.

Qin Feng's attention was slightly drawn to the match.

On the arena, the battle was drawing to a close.

That junior from Qiming No. 1 High School wielded a nimble and swift short sword, his movements were unpredictable, and his swordplay was ruthless. He was clearly an outstanding student cultivated under the Qiming No. 1 High School education system.

Opposite him, the student from Jinlong Martial Arts High School wielded a giant axe, his fighting style being sweeping and aggressive, full of wildness.

Each of his axe blows was powerful and heavy, carrying a fierce aura that seemed intent on cleaving his opponent, sword and all, in two.

The two fought for nearly ten minutes. In the end, it was the junior from Qiyi High School who, due to slightly less practical experience, made a tiny mistake of a fraction of a second in a transition of a move.

This mistake is fatal in a duel between experts.

The student from Jinlong Martial Arts High School seized the opportunity precisely. He let out a beast-like roar, and the giant axe in his hand instantly burst forth with dazzling spiritual energy. With a powerful and heavy "Mountain Cleave," he slammed it hard onto the short sword that his junior had hastily parried.

clang--! ! !
A deafening clang of metal clashing against metal rang out!

The short sword flew out with a sound, and the enormous force struck the junior like a thunderbolt, sending him flying backward. His chest churned with blood and qi, and a noticeable cave-in appeared, indicating that he had suffered a serious internal injury.

The outcome has been decided.

Everyone could see that the junior from Qiyi High School had completely lost his ability to fight.

He struggled, about to open his mouth and shout the words "I give up".

However, at that very moment, something unexpected happened!
The students from Jinlong Martial Arts High School opposite them, seeing that their opponents were powerless to fight back, did not show any intention of stopping. Instead, a ferocious and undisguised killing intent flashed in their eyes!
Instead of stopping his attack, he channeled all his spiritual energy into his right leg, launching himself out like a cannonball with a vicious knee strike aimed straight at the fallen junior's head!

If this blow lands squarely, even if the victim doesn't die, their brains will definitely splatter, and they'll spend the rest of their lives in a repair ward, suffering a miserable fate!
This scene happened so fast that many of the students watching the game hadn't even had time to react.

"stop!"

At this critical moment, a cold and majestic shout, like a thunderclap, rang out on the arena.

A figure dressed in an official referee uniform appeared between the two like a ghost.

He simply stretched out one hand, and it acted like an insurmountable iron gate, precisely blocking the vicious knee strike.

boom!
There was a muffled sound.

The referee remained completely still.

The student from Jinlong Martial Arts High School let out a muffled groan as he was thrown back more than ten meters by a gentle yet irresistible force, falling to the ground in a disheveled state.

The referee's cold gaze, like two sharp swords, was fixed on the student who had launched the sneak attack.

If a student who wants to kill someone encounters someone who wants to kill him in the future, the referee will not intervene.

"The game is over, and the winner has been decided."

The cold words echoed across the silent arena.

Only then did the audience members snap out of their daze.

Immediately afterwards, the audience seats where Qiming No.1 High School was located erupted in chaos!

"Damn it! This scumbag from Golden Dragon Martial Arts Academy can't take a joke, huh!?"

Qian Duoduo suddenly jumped up from his seat, his chubby face flushed red, and he cursed, "So you can't handle losing and you resort to violence? What the hell is that!"

Beside him, Shi Potian remained silent, but his fists were clenched so tightly they cracked, and an icy, bone-chilling killing intent emanated from him uncontrollably, causing the temperature of the air around him to drop several degrees.

Meanwhile, many more students from Qiming No. 1 High School directly directed their angry shouts and boos at the audience seats of Jinlong Wu High School.

"Trash! All those who emerge from Jinlong Martial Arts Academy are such sore losers!"

"If you can't beat them, you resort to deadly attacks. You really make your school proud!"

"What's that bastard's name? Write it down for me! Don't let me run into him in next year's senior competition!"

The crowd was indignant, and the outcry was deafening.

Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes.

His brow furrowed slightly.

Qin Feng's gaze passed over the noisy crowd and landed on the distant, golden-red stands, his eyes filled with a hint of doubt.

No need.

It's just a freshman competition; winning and losing are common occurrences in sports. There's absolutely no need to go to such extremes.

This doesn't make sense.

unless……

"Those damn bastards!"

Qian Duoduo continued to curse angrily. He took a deep breath, seemingly trying to calm himself down.

"what happened?"

Qin Feng looked at him and calmly asked, "Is there a personal grudge between them?"

"personal enmity?"

Qian Duoduo sneered, and the anger on his face was gradually replaced by a heavy, bloody sense of history.

"Old Qin, this is no longer a personal grudge."

"This is a blood debt between our Qiming No. 1 High School and their Jinlong Martial Arts High School, which has lasted for fifty years!"

"Fifty years ago?" Qin Feng's brows furrowed even deeper.

"Yes."

Qian Duoduo nodded and began to tell Qin Feng about that blood-soaked past.

"About fifty years ago, during a school-level league, one of our school's genius seniors, due to some personal grudges, was attacked on the stage by a student from Jinlong Martial Arts High School who disregarded the rules and severed all his meridians, shattering his martial arts foundation. Although he was eventually saved, his physical aptitude regressed, leaving him with chronic illnesses, and his progress was less than one-tenth of what it used to be. In despair, that senior committed suicide."

"From that time on, the feud was completely formed."

"For the past fifty years, every school-level league has become a battlefield for revenge between us and them. They resort to dirty tricks and underhanded tactics, using all sorts of methods. Every year, students are seriously injured in the ring by the opposing team."

Qian Duoduo's voice grew lower and lower as she spoke.

"Take last year, for example, when you participated in the freshman competition. On the senior student side, Sun He fell for their trick!"

"I remember."

Qin Feng's eyes narrowed instantly.

"At that time, Sun He faced off against a student from Jinlong Martial Arts High School named Zhao Mang. Zhao Mang's fighting style was extremely crazy. He used a move that was almost a suicide attack to severely injure Sun He. If Sun He hadn't had a solid foundation, he would have died on the spot!"

"later,"

"During the quarterfinals, Feng Ruyun was matched against Zhao Mang."

"In that match, Brother Feng really fought tooth and nail. Before Zhao Mang could even concede defeat, he chopped off his head with a single blow!"

"He died on the spot! This avenged Sun He's blood feud! But Brother Feng was also seriously injured and did not recover well, which caused him to stop in the top ten. It was precisely because of this that Sun He respected Brother Feng so much and regarded him as a brother for life."

Hearing this, Qin Feng finally understood.

He understood why Sun He was willing to lower himself and beg him for Feng Ruyun's sake.

That was more than just friendship; it was a bond forged with one's life, a friendship that transcended life and death!

"so,"

Qian Duoduo let out a long breath and concluded, "Last year, Brother Feng killed one of their top geniuses. This year, those lunatics from Jinlong Martial Arts Academy will definitely retaliate tenfold."

"Everyone in our school who has the potential to compete for a ranking is their primary target. Especially... you."

Finally, Qian Duoduo's gaze fell on Qin Feng.

Qin Feng, last year's Rookie of the Year, is the most likely candidate to win the "Qiming General Star" award.

Without a doubt, he will be the primary, first-priority "hunting" target of Jinlong Martial Arts High School.

"I understand."

Qin Feng nodded slowly, his eyes regaining their calm.

He turned his gaze once again toward Jinlong Martial Arts High School.

This time, his gaze seemed to pierce through the barrier of space, meeting with unparalleled precision in mid-air with a gaze that was also looking over.

The owner of that gaze was none other than Chen Tian, ​​the leading figure of this year's Golden Dragon Martial Arts High School—"Golden Dragon".

The moment their eyes met, a bright, kind smile suddenly appeared on Chen Tian's face.

He even nodded to Qin Feng in a friendly manner, as if the murderous conflict just now had nothing to do with him or their Golden Dragon Martial High School.

Qin Feng withdrew his gaze expressionlessly.

……

The scene changes.

Inside the viewing area of ​​Jinlong Wugao High School.

Chen Tian, ​​nicknamed "Golden Dragon," slowly withdrew his gaze from Qiming No. 1 High School. The smile on his face vanished in an instant, replaced by a chilling indifference.

He turned on his wrist device and entered a group chat channel with only a handful of people.

Inside the channel were their top senior students from Golden Dragon Martial Arts High School, whose vitality indexes had all reached 30.0.

He quickly typed out a line of cold and concise instructions with his fingers.

[Target: Qin Feng, last year's Rookie of the Year.]

[In the senior student competition, whoever gets matched with him, remember one thing.]

Don't hold back, beat them to a pulp.

Message sent.

Several responses immediately appeared in the group chat.

【Received, Brother Tian.】

Don't worry, leave it to me.

[Perfect timing, I want to see just how good this newcomer king really is.]

Chen Tian looked at his subordinates' replies and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

He knew that some people might think his instructions were making a mountain out of a molehill.

So he added another sentence.

Don't underestimate him. This guy's talent is even more terrifying than we imagine. This year, we might still be able to outshine him, but next year, the 'Rising Star' title will definitely be his.

We cannot give him that chance.

I know that under the close supervision of the referees, killing someone in the ring is extremely difficult. The right time, the right place, and the right people—all three are indispensable. Last year, Zhao Mang was killed because he underestimated his opponent, allowing Feng Ruyun to seize the opportunity and fight to the death.

Our plan isn't necessarily to kill him.

[But to say, 'Those who seek the best will find it'. 】

[Your entire team is focused on killing him, attacking with every move. This way, even if the referee intervenes in time, you'll be severely injured! You'll waste one or two months of his training, disrupt his progress, and perhaps even damage his martial arts foundation!]

If we can achieve this, our strategic objective will be accomplished.

Do you understand now?

The cold, hard text laid bare their malicious and wicked plans in the group chat.

【Understood! 】

[Understood, Brother Tian!]

(End of this chapter)