High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 132 The Dawn of Generals! (Second update, please vote with monthly tickets~)

When Qin Feng stepped off the stage of the Round of 64, the entire Qiming Sports Center remained shrouded in an eerie silence.

The lingering power of that "thousands of troops retreat" still seems to resonate in everyone's mind.

The air was filled with a faint, suffocating atmosphere of dissipated energy, as well as a collective emotion called "shock" that had almost solidified into a tangible form.

All eyes were drawn to the young man holding a long spear, his steps steady.

His expression was calm as still water, as if what he had just finished was not a earth-shattering battle that would cripple the favorite to win the championship, but merely the end of an ordinary training session.

The stark contrast between this extreme power and extreme indifference is more oppressive than any flamboyant attitude.

There was a deathly silence in the seats of Jinlong Martial Arts Academy.

Their leader, Chen Tian, ​​hailed as the strongest genius in Jinlong in the past decade, was being carried away by the emergency medical team on an anti-gravity stretcher.

A gruesome hole had been torn open in the chest of his expensive, custom-made power armor, with dangerous sparks flashing at the edges, exposing a mangled mess of flesh and blood, and the life support system's alarm blaring sharply and piercingly.

In contrast, there was a long-suppressed, ecstatic joy that was about to erupt from the seats at Qiming No. 1 High School.

Every student at No. 1 High School stared intently at Qin Feng, their eyes filled with a mixture of admiration, awe, and a sense of triumph.

Fifty years of grudges were dealt a severe blow today by this junior student who had only been enrolled for a few months, in the most domineering and undisputed way.

Qin Feng walked through the crowd and returned to the exclusive viewing area for the three members of dormitory 402.

"Old Qin, you...you're not even human!"

Qian Duoduo was the first to rush forward, his chubby face beaming with excitement. He waved his fist incoherently, "Let me tell you, that move just now was absolutely brilliant! Those guys from Jinlong Martial Arts High School are as black as the bottom of a pot now, it was so satisfying! It was so incredibly satisfying!"

His voice was loud, attracting the attention of many students around him.

The students from Qiyi High School all gave Qin Feng a thumbs up, their faces beaming with pride.

"Qin Feng, well done!"

"They've avenged us!"

"too strong!"

Qin Feng nodded kindly to the students around him in response.

His gaze fell on Shi Potian, who was standing to the side.

Shi Potian's expression remained as cold and stern as ever, but his eyes held an unprecedented complexity.

There was a sense of satisfaction at the victory for his comrades, but more than that, there was a profound sense of shock after being overwhelmed by the huge gap in skill.

If both were geniuses and both were at the limit of a level three martial artist, Shi Potian knew that even if he used all his trump cards, he would definitely not be able to withstand that [Thousand Army Repelling] attack just now.
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Qin Feng sat down and opened his personal terminal.

Almost instantly, a series of email notification sounds rang out like a dense raindrop.

On the screen, hundreds of unread emails popped up, each with the eye-catching title "S-Rank Special Recruitment Contract Intent Letter," and the sender's field flashing with resounding names: [Sirius Military Academy Admissions Office], [Azure Sky Martial Arts University Admissions Office], [Big Dipper Palace University Alliance]...

These are all among the top 100 star systems in the Canaan Galaxy.

The contracts they sent were so numerous they almost filled the entire screen.

Hundreds of such contracts lay quietly in Qin Feng's inbox.

However, Qin Feng's reaction was quite indifferent.

He didn't open any of the emails to see the specific terms and conditions.

With a light swipe of my finger across the screen, I selected all the unread emails and then clicked the "Ignore All" button without hesitation.

For him, the praise and recruitment from Starry Sky Martial Arts University were far less important than the upcoming competition.

His goal, from beginning to end, has only been one—to become the rising star.

Next up is Canaan Starry Sky Martial Arts University!
……

After a short break, the league resumed.

The battle of the top 32 will begin soon.

Qin Feng's opponent was a senior student from Qiming Third Martial Arts High School named Sun Yi.

With a vitality index of 30.1, he is just one step away from becoming a level four martial artist.

He specializes in a killing technique called "Raging Waves Blade Technique" and has reached its perfection. In previous competitions, he relied on his fierce and domineering blade technique to overcome all obstacles and is a formidable opponent.

Before the match began, Sun Yi stood at the other end of the ring, his expression extremely solemn.

He had carefully studied the video of Qin Feng's previous match, no less than twenty times.

Every time he watched it, his heart pounded with fear.

The oppressive feeling, even through the screen, still made him feel suffocated.

But he didn't give up.

As a martial artist who has embarked on the path of martial arts, he has his own pride.

Even if you lose, you must lose beautifully!
"Game start!"

The referee's voice echoed throughout the stadium.

Sun Yi moved instantly.

He pushed off with his feet, launching himself like a cannonball. The alloy battle blade in his hand drew a dazzling silver light in the air, and the blade was filled with energy, with the faint sound of waves crashing against the shore.

"The first move of the raging waves: the waves crashing against the shore!"

He immediately unleashed his strongest killing move.

The sword strikes were layered upon layered, continuous and unending, as if they were stirring up a raging torrent, threatening to completely devour everything in sight.

Faced with a strike powerful enough to cleave an armored vehicle in two, Qin Feng's movements were remarkably simple.

He simply extended the spear in his hand forward gently.

There was no impressive momentum, nor any flashy moves.

It was such a simple and unadorned stab.

However, in Sun Yi's eyes, this stab instantly filled his entire field of vision.

Qin Feng's spear tip, though arriving later, struck first, precisely at the weakest and most uncomfortable point in the trajectory of Qin Feng's blade.

That point was where his old strength had been exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated. It was a momentary weakness that existed in his entire fighting system in theory, but was almost impossible to detect in actual combat.

But now, this flaw has been caught.

"Ding!"

A crisp, metallic clang rang out.

The tip of the spear lightly touched the blade.

Sun Yi felt an irresistible, exquisitely subtle force emanating from the blade.

This force was not fierce, but it was like the most precise lever, instantly disintegrating all the strength he had accumulated.

His fierce, raging sword strike vanished like a punctured balloon in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the shaft of the spear bend slightly at an incredible angle, and then suddenly straighten up.

"Snapped!"

The gun barrel struck his wrist, sending a piercing pain through him. He lost his grip on the knife, and the alloy battle blade flew out of his hand, spinning in the air before landing in the ground some distance away.

Before he could react, a cold touch was already lodged in his throat.

It was the tip of Qin Feng's spear.

The entire process, from the start of the fight to its end, took less than three seconds.

Sun Yi stood there dumbfounded, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

He lost.

"I surrender."

Sun Yi uttered these three words with difficulty, his voice hoarse and dry.

Even after he stepped off the ring, his mind remained blank.

He finally experienced firsthand the insurmountable chasm between himself and the prodigal.

After a brief moment of surprise, the audience erupted in thunderous applause.

If the previous match against Chen Tian showcased an overwhelming and domineering "killing" style, then this match demonstrates an exquisite and meticulous "controlling" style.

"This is so easy! It's like teaching a junior!"

"That Sun Yi is at least a master of a perfected killing technique, yet he's no different from a child in front of Qin Feng!"

"Powerful to the point of being utterly unreasonable!"

Every move Qin Feng makes redefines their understanding of the word "genius".

The subsequent round of 16 and quarterfinals were almost a carbon copy of the round of 32.

Qin Feng's opponents, whether known for their speed or defense, no matter how meticulous their tactics, all seemed powerless in the face of absolute strength.

The outcome of the match was a foregone conclusion.

Or be disarmed within three moves.

Or they might be forced out of the game within five moves.

There was even an opponent known for his unpredictable movements and techniques, who couldn't even touch the hem of Qin Feng's clothes before being struck in a vital spot and rendered immobile.

Qin Feng's path to advancement was so smooth that it didn't seem like a contest between top geniuses, but rather like a teaching demonstration by a grandmaster.

The audience went from being shocked at first, to getting used to it, and eventually even becoming somewhat numb.

Their only remaining curiosity was: who could make Qin Feng take things even slightly seriously?
Who can force Qin Feng to unleash his other deadly moves?
The competition has progressed to the semifinals.

Qin Feng's opponent is Lu Yuan, the biggest dark horse of this league, a senior high school student from Qiming Fifth Martial Arts High School.

This person has a vitality index as high as 30.2. He has mastered two perfect killing techniques at the same time - one is the "Rock Fist" which is mainly defensive, and the other is the "Shadow Bee Blade" which is mainly assassination.

In previous matches, he defeated one established powerhouse after another with his fighting style that was sometimes as steady as a rock and sometimes as swift as a ghost, making it into the semi-finals and shocking everyone.

Many people believe that Lu Yuan's strength is no less than that of Feng Ruyun, who showed his talent in the second year of high school and was hailed as the "shining light of the school".

Surely such an opponent could cause Qin Feng some trouble?
On the stage, Lu Yuan took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and assumed the starting stance of the "Rock Fist".

His eyes were sharp as an eagle's, his muscles twitched slightly, and he exuded an aura as heavy as a mountain.

"Game start!"

Lu Yuan did not launch a rash attack like his previous opponents.

His feet seemed rooted to the ground, his breath concentrated in his dantian, and he adopted a purely defensive stance.

He knew very well that competing with Qin Feng in offense was tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock.

His only chance of winning was to use his most prized defense to exhaust Qin Feng's momentum, and then look for that fleeting opportunity to counterattack.

Qin Feng didn't stand on ceremony. With a swift movement, his spear moved like a dragon, unleashing the move "Flowing Light Chasing Shadow."

The spear tip left an afterimage in the air that was almost invisible to the naked eye, and arrived in front of Lu Yuan in an instant.

Lu Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted!

So fast!

Without a second thought, he crossed his fists and stood in front of his chest, his rock-solid stance resembling an invisible, heavy stone wall.

"clang!"

The tip of the gun struck the gauntlet, producing a dull thud.

Lu Yuan felt an overwhelming force surge through him, and he was uncontrollably slid backward several meters, his feet leaving two glaring white marks on the hard alloy arena. His arms went numb, and he was horrified.

Qin Feng's first attack failed, so he launched another offensive.

The spear in his hand seemed to come alive, transforming into countless spear shadows that sometimes raged like a storm, and at other times disappeared without a trace, like a gazelle leaping through the air, enveloping Lu Yuan from all directions.

Lu Yuan pushed the "Rock Fist" to its limit, his fists moving so tightly they were impenetrable, firmly protecting himself within.

"Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The dense sounds of collisions echoed through the stadium like rapid drumbeats.

Everyone held their breath.

Lu Yuan actually... blocked it!

With his perfected "Pan Shou Fist," he managed to withstand Qin Feng's overwhelming attacks.

Although he retreated step by step, looking disheveled, he was indeed the first opponent since the start of the competition to withstand more than ten moves from Qin Feng!

"This Lu Yuan is something else!"

"His Rock Fist technique is perfected; he's got some skill!"

A gasp of amazement rippled through the audience.

However, Lu Yuan on the stage knew the bitterness all too well.

His defenses appeared impenetrable, but in reality, they were already on the verge of collapse.

Each of Qin Feng's shots precisely struck the weakest point in his defense system; the force wasn't great, but it caused him immense discomfort.

He felt as if he were facing not an opponent, but a seasoned demolition expert, methodically dismantling his prized fortress.

If this continues, defeat is only a matter of time.

Must fight back!

A resolute glint flashed in Lu Yuan's eyes.

In the brief moment between fending off another round of Qin Feng's attacks, he seized a one-thousandth of a second opportunity. His left hand, which had been hidden behind his back, suddenly shot out, his five fingers pressed together like a knife, and a flash of cold light sprang from between his fingers—it was a thin, cicada-wing-like alloy short blade hidden in his wrist guard!

"Shadow Bee Blade"!
This is his real killer move!
The short blade moved silently, like a venomous bee that had been lying in wait, stabbing towards Qin Feng's ribs.

His mastery of martial arts lies in his unconventional angles and precise timing.

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Qin Feng released the gun barrel with lightning speed with his left hand, spread his five fingers, and instead of retreating, he advanced to grab at the deadly short blade.

Lu Yuan was overjoyed. The other party actually dared to use his bare hands to catch his Shadow Bee Blade?
But the next second, his smile froze on his face.

He saw that Qin Feng's left hand had five fingers bent like hooks, exuding a fierce and domineering aura.

The Ferocious Bird Fist Technique – The Fierce Owl Style! "Crack!"

There was a crisp sound.

Qin Feng's left hand struck Lu Yuan's wrist with perfect precision.

Lu Yuan heard the sound of his wrist bones shattering, and then a sharp pain shot through him. He could no longer hold onto the short blade in his hand.

At the same time, Qin Feng, holding the gun in his right hand, thrust it forward.

The gun barrel slammed heavily into Lu Yuan's chest.

"puff!"

Lu Yuan was struck dumb, spitting out a mouthful of blood as he flew backward and crashed heavily off the stage.

Immediately, thunderous applause and cheers erupted!

Qin Feng won again with an almost overwhelming victory, advancing strongly to the finals!
He sheathed his spear.

Qin Feng glanced at Lu Yuan below the stage, nodded slightly as a sign of acknowledgment, and then turned and walked off the stage.

Back in the stands, he didn't rest immediately, but instead turned his attention to another ring where the semi-finals were underway.

There, the two contestants were engaged in a fierce battle.

One of them is Liu Feixu, a prominent figure known for her speed and agility.

The other one is Zhou Qi from Qiming No. 2 Martial Arts High School, who has emerged as a dark horse in this league.

……

On the stage, Liu Feixu's figure moved as fast as a ghost.

The alloy longsword drew dazzling silver trails in the air, the sword net layer upon layer completely enveloping the opponent.

Both the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique and the Phantom Step have reached their peak, and when combined, their attacks are both agile and deadly.

However, her opponent, Zhou Qi, was like a rock that remained unmoved amidst raging waves.

Zhou Qi was not tall, but he was unusually sturdy.

He was unarmed, with a pair of heavy alloy brass knuckles on his arms. Facing Liu Feixu's lightning-fast attacks, he neither dodged nor avoided, but simply countered each move.

His movements were not fast, and even somewhat clumsy.

But each of his punches was powerful and heavy, precisely striking the weak points of Liu Feixu's swordsmanship, forcing the latter to return her sword to defend.

"This week's defense is incredibly strong!"

Qian Duoduo clicked her tongue in amazement, "Liu Feixu's speed is already at its limit, yet she still can't find a weakness and can't break through his defense."

Shi Potian's gaze turned serious, and he said in a deep voice, "It's not that his defense is strong, it's that he has too many different styles of fist techniques."

Just as Shi Potian said, the situation on the field is undergoing a strange change.

At first, Zhou Qi used a set of powerful and unparalleled boxing techniques to firmly hold his ground.

But as Liu Feixu's attacks became more and more intense, Zhou Qi's boxing style changed!

His punches changed from being fierce and powerful to being subtle and cunning, targeting Liu Feixu's gaps in movement and forcing her to slow down and struggle to keep up.

"That's the 'Silk Entangling Hand'! The 'Silk Entangling Hand' at its peak!"

Some students exclaimed in surprise.

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Qi's boxing style changed again.

This time, his fists moved with lightning speed, creating an impenetrable net of punches in front of him.

"The Thousand Leaf Fist! It's also at the Perfected Realm!"

"And his footwork! That's the 'Rock Step,' also at the perfected stage!"

"My God! Just how many perfect killing techniques has Zhou Qi mastered?"

Exclamations came and went.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Zhou Qi was like a walking treasure trove of martial arts. In just a few minutes of fighting, he switched between five completely different fist techniques, all of which had reached the perfection level, as well as a footwork technique that had reached the perfection level!

The Six Gates Perfect Killing Technique!
This number sent chills down the spines of the returning students.

Simultaneously cultivating six killing techniques and pushing them all to perfection requires terrifying talent and perseverance.
Simply incredible!

Liu Feixu was completely put on the defensive.

Her speed, which she was so proud of, was completely suppressed by Zhou Qi's endless punches and rock-solid footwork.

Finally, after an opening was exploited, Zhou Qi unleashed a powerful "Mountain Collapse Fist" that struck her directly in the chest, sending her flying out of the arena.

Zhou Qi wins!

Advance to the finals!

There was an uproar.

No one expected that the final match would be a duel between two "monsters" with such different styles.

One is Qin Feng, whose marksmanship is superb and whose strength is still unknown.

The other is Zhou Qi, a peerless dark horse who possesses six perfect killing techniques, draws on the strengths of many, and has unfathomable depth.
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On the viewing tower.

"That's interesting."

"One is focused on refinement, the other on breadth. Both are promising talents. This Zhou Qi, although his skills are mixed and impure and lack a systematic approach, has managed to perfect all six killing techniques. Such a mindset is truly rare."

The instructors from all the martial arts high schools nodded in approval as they looked at Zhou Qi.

Soon, the short rest came to an end.

The highly anticipated final match is about to begin.

The central main arena of the Qiming Sports Center slowly rose, and dazzling lights focused on it, illuminating the entire arena as bright as day.

Qin Feng and Zhou Qi walked slowly onto the stage from opposite ends, under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of spectators.

Qin Feng was still wearing light armor, holding that seemingly ordinary black iron spear, his expression indifferent, his eyes calm and still.

Zhou Qi then moved his hands, which were wearing brass knuckles, and his joints made a cracking sound.

His face exuded a strong sense of confidence, and his gaze towards Qin Feng was filled with soaring fighting spirit.

In his view, although Qin Feng was powerful, he was ultimately only perfect in one spear technique and one fist technique.

As for himself, he possessed the Six Gates Round Exploration Killing Technique, and in terms of the variations in moves and the foundation of his skills, he far surpassed Qin Feng.

Taking a steady and methodical approach, Zhou Qi felt he had over a 70% chance of winning.

"Final match, Qin Feng versus Zhou Qi! The match begins!"

As soon as the referee gave the whistle, the atmosphere in the entire stadium was instantly ignited to its peak!
However, neither of the two fighters on the stage made a move immediately.

Qin Feng stood quietly, his gaze fixed on Zhou Qi.

He couldn't help but recall the duel he had with his benefactor, Sun Chantang, in the Hall of Heroes not long ago.

Master Sun is also a master of the multi-killing system.

But the two gave Qin Feng completely different feelings.

The photograph of Master Sun shows that the multiple perfect killing techniques within his body are perfectly integrated and mutually supportive.

Fists, palms, fingers, legs, body movements—all of these elements combine to form an inseparable whole.

When one method is activated, a hundred methods are activated, offense and defense can be switched seamlessly and without any flaws.

That was a true "combat system".

They are beings who have truly come into contact with the threshold of the realm of control.

And Zhou Qi in front of us...

In Qin Feng's view, Zhou Qi's six perfect killing techniques complement each other, each operates independently, and there are even subtle conflicts and stagnations between them.

His so-called "six gates in perfect harmony" are just six isolated points, not connected into a line, let alone woven into a surface.

It appears powerful, but is actually weak inside.

"Compared to Master Sun, he is far inferior."

Qin Feng calmly came to a conclusion in his heart.

Just as Qin Feng was observing Zhou Qi, Zhou Qi made a move.

Without probing at all, he took a step with the "Rock Step" and shot off like an arrow, instantly closing the distance between them.

His right hand clenched into a fist, unleashing a powerful and unparalleled "Mountain-Crushing Fist," carrying the momentum to split rocks and cleave mountains, aimed straight at Qin Feng's face!

Faced with this earth-shattering punch, Qin Feng's response was so simple that it astonished everyone.

He simply held the spear horizontally in front of him.

The gun barrel, like an insurmountable chasm, steadily blocked Zhou Qi's fist.

"clang!"

With a dull thud, Zhou Qi felt as if his fist had struck a mountain forged from ten thousand years of black iron. A tremendous force of recoil sent shivers down his spine, causing his blood to surge.

Before he could change his move, Qin Feng flicked his wrist, and the gun barrel slashed upwards along his arm.

Zhou Qi's heart tightened, and he immediately switched his fist technique. His left hand transformed into a tricky trajectory, unleashing the "Entangling Silk Hand" to try and entangle Qin Feng's spear shaft.

However, Qin Feng's spear seemed to have a premonition; the moment he changed his move, the attack also changed accordingly.

The gun barrel, which had been cutting upwards, suddenly slammed downwards, crashing heavily into his lower body.

Zhou Qi reacted extremely quickly, changing his footwork again, and narrowly avoided the attack.

But before he could even stand firm, Qin Feng's spear tip had already transformed into countless starlight points, enveloping him.

For a moment, the arena was filled with the shadows of guns, but no human figures could be seen.

Zhou Qi was completely put on the defensive.

He unleashed his six perfect killing techniques to the fullest, constantly switching between fist techniques, footwork, and body movements, attempting to break free from Qin Feng's suppression.

No matter how he changed his tactics, Qin Feng's gun could always anticipate his moves, blocking all his routes and thwarting all his attacks.

His six perfect killing techniques appeared clumsy and laughable in the face of Qin Feng's seamless and controlled spear technique.

He felt like a child covered in magical weapons, struggling and making numerous mistakes in front of a martial arts master wielding a wooden stick.

"How could...how could this happen?"

A storm raged in Zhou Qi's heart.

His confidence was being eroded little by little under Qin Feng's impenetrable and flawless marksmanship.

Despite possessing six perfected killing techniques, he was utterly unable to withstand Qin Feng's spear skills!

Everyone in the audience was stunned.

The anticipated fierce battle did not materialize.

What emerged was a complete and one-sided suppression.

Forty seconds have passed since the start of the match.

In those forty seconds, Zhou Qi used every trick in the book.

"It's time to finish."

Qin Feng's eyes suddenly narrowed.

He had seen through all of Zhou Qi's changes.

In his eyes, his opponent's so-called perfect six-gate killing technique had no secrets left.

With one step, wind and thunder arise instantly.

The spear in his hand was like a volcano that had been accumulating for a long time, and at this moment, it erupted with a roar!

His mastery of the Realm was on full display!
【The Shadow Chaser】!
The spear, like a fierce hawk, thrust out at an extremely strange angle.

A streak of light, invisible to the naked eye, pierced through the air and through Zhou Qi's already flawed defensive perimeter.

Zhou Qi felt a blur before his eyes, and a chilling sense of death instantly enveloped his entire body.

He wanted to dodge, to block, but his body simply couldn't keep up with the speed of his thoughts.

puff.

A soft sound.

The cold tip of the gun stopped precisely at his throat, without the slightest deviation.

The sharp energy emanating from the spear tip stung his skin.

Zhou Qi froze, all his movements coming to an abrupt halt.

He stared blankly at Qin Feng, who was so close to him, at his calm, emotionless eyes, and cold sweat instantly trickled down his forehead.

The whole place was in dead silence.

Time froze at fifty-two seconds.

The referee paused for a few seconds before reacting and loudly announcing:

"Match over! Winner: Qin Feng!"

"The ultimate champion of this year's Qiming Star Inter-School League, the winner of the 'Qiming Star General' award, is Qin Feng from Qiming No. 1 Martial Arts High School!"

After a brief silence, a deafening roar of cheers erupted throughout the Qiming Sports Center, as if it would lift the dome of the stadium!
All the mentors and teachers from the admissions office of Xingkong Wuhan University stood up instantly.

"Mastery Realm!"

"It's not just touching the threshold of the Control Realm, it's the true Control Realm!"

"His Thousand Army Spear and Fierce Bird Fist Technique have both reached the level of mastery!"

"Exceptionally gifted!"

Everyone gasped in disbelief.

(End of this chapter)