High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 163 Promotion to Disciple Group, a Huge Amount of 5000 Contribution Points

Qin Feng shut down the noisy forum and returned his attention to his own cultivation plan.

"The contribution points are sufficient for the time being to support the next phase of seclusion. However, there is one more thing that must be done before the seclusion begins."

His gaze fell on the schedule reminders on his personal terminal.

A line of text marked as having the highest priority by him, in red, was flashing slightly.

The Disciple Promotion Tournament begins today.

"This is it."

A hint of anticipation flashed in Qin Feng's eyes.

Advancing to the elite disciple level not only brings contribution points as a reward, but more importantly, it grants the invaluable qualification to "consult the mentor on cultivation issues once every ten years."

The value of being instructed in person by a galaxy-level expert is immeasurable.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately immersed his consciousness in the subspace network, skillfully opened the internal system of Canaan Star Martial Arts University, and entered the private channel belonging to his mentor, Yu Han.

The design of the entire private channel is extremely simple, with only a deep and boundless starry sky background and a few function options floating in the air.

Qin Feng directly clicked on the option that emitted a faint glow—[Disciple Group Promotion Competition].

[Student Qin Feng has been detected. Current disciple group: Registered Disciple.]

Should we begin the 'Elite Disciple' promotion assessment?

"Yes."

[Confirmation complete. Matching you with an assessment opponent...]

[Matching Rules: The system will automatically select opponents with a strength rating of 'Medium' from all elite disciples under mentor 'Yu Han' to ensure the fairness of the assessment.]

【Successful match! 】

hum-

The starry sky before my eyes instantly distorted and stretched, transforming into countless streams of light.

When Qin Feng's vision cleared again, he was standing on a vast, boundless white jade plaza.

The sky was a pure azure blue, without a single cloud, and the air was fresh.

A hundred meters away from him, a young man dressed in a white martial arts uniform and holding a long, sheathed sword slowly appeared as the light and shadow coalesced.

The young man appeared to be around thirty years old, with a handsome face and a gentle, refined demeanor. He wore a warm smile and showed no signs of tension about the impending battle.

[Competitor in the assessment: Yunhe]

Vitality Index: 570.0

[Main killing techniques: "Listening to the Wind Blade Technique" (Perfected), "Flowing Water Blade Technique" (Perfected), "Stone-Breaking Blade Technique" (Perfected)... A total of twelve Level 1 killing techniques (Perfected), and two Level 2 killing techniques (Mastered).]

Seeing the series of astonishing data that popped up on the screen, Qin Feng's expression became more serious.

As expected of an elite disciple under a galaxy-level powerhouse.

His vitality index is comparable to that of the gatekeeper of the 30th floor, but the number of perfect killing techniques he has mastered is several times that of his opponent.

The twelve level-one killing techniques have been perfected!
This means that the other party's accumulation in the "Awakening Realm" has reached an extremely terrifying level.

Just then, a cold yet powerful voice rang out from above the square.

[The assessment has begun. Countdown: 30, 29, 28...]

Yun He, on the other hand, did not immediately assume a fighting stance. Instead, he smiled gently at Qin Feng and took the initiative to speak: "Junior Brother Qin Feng, I have long admired your name. Meeting you today, I can confirm your extraordinary demeanor."

Qin Feng nodded slightly and replied politely, "Senior Yunhe, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Hehe, no need to be so formal."

Yunhe waved his hand, looking at Qin Feng with a hint of goodwill in his eyes, "I know you are exceptionally strong, junior. This promotion tournament is just a formality for you. So, I wanted to give you a heads-up as someone who's been there, before it starts."

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng replied sincerely, "Please speak, senior. I am all ears."

Yunhe nodded, his smile fading and his expression turning serious.

"Once you successfully become an elite disciple, you must seize the opportunity and apply for the once-in-a-decade qualification to ask Instructor Yu Han a question in person. Don't feel embarrassed or think that your questions are too shallow."

He paused, as if remembering something, and continued, "I remember very clearly, there was a senior student who, like you, majored in the long staff. Cough cough, spears and staffs are from the same source, they're pretty much the same. He was extremely talented and spent ten years cultivating all fifteen level one staff techniques to the 'perfect' level, but he just couldn't push any of them to the 'mastery' level. The bottleneck stuck him for a full five years."

"Later, during a consultation, Instructor Yu Han only glanced at him and concluded that he was destined to be unsuited for staff techniques, but had a very high compatibility with knife techniques."

"That senior was also skeptical at the time, but he still followed his mentor's advice and abandoned the stick for the sword. And guess what happened?"

A hint of amazement flashed in Yunhe's eyes.

"After switching to a sword, he only took a year to push all three newly learned level one sword techniques to 'perfection'! He then spent another two years to fully comprehend these three sword techniques to the 'mastery' level! The bottleneck that had plagued him for decades simply vanished!"

"Oh? There's such a saying?"

For the first time, a genuine expression of emotion appeared on Qin Feng's face.

This has exceeded his previous understanding of martial arts training.

"Ah."

Yunhe nodded heavily and explained, "The power of level one, level two, and level three killing techniques depends more on the sophistication of the technique itself and the complexity of its use of spiritual energy. As long as you have high comprehension, sufficient resources, and are willing to work hard, theoretically, you can master any killing technique."

"However, killing techniques of level four and above are completely different. They require the martial artist to deeply integrate their spiritual power with the killing technique in order to unleash them!"

"Therefore, the killing techniques at level four and above are incredibly diverse and varied. And if you want to master them quickly, the path you choose should ideally be highly compatible with your spirit, your soul, and even your nature."

"To give a very simple example,"

Yunhe looked at Qin Feng and said more bluntly, "For example, some people are born cautious and timid. When faced with a problem, their first thought is to retreat behind others and seek self-preservation. If you ask such a martial artist to cultivate that kind of domineering killing method that is fearless and invincible, even if he practices it for a lifetime, he probably will not achieve anything. Because the depths of his soul are contrary to this kind of killing method."

"But if he were to practice some insidious assassination techniques similar to those of the Shadow Clan, which emphasize stealth, concealment, and a single, decisive strike, he might progress very quickly. Because this kind of killing method aligns with his nature."

"This is a match from the depths of the soul."

Yunhe's tone was filled with awe, "This kind of compatibility is something that ordinary people simply cannot see through. Only those with profound strength and a deep understanding of spiritual power can see through it at a glance. And our mentor, Lord Yu Han, is just such a person."

[Countdown: 3, 2, 1...]

After listening to Yunhe's detailed explanation, Qin Feng felt enlightened, and many of the doubts he had about the future path were dispelled.

He felt a deep sense of gratitude towards the senior student in front of him, whom he did not know but who was willing to share his knowledge with him.

"Thank you for your guidance, senior. I have learned a lot."

He solemnly clasped his hands in a gesture of respect.

【start! 】

The moment the countdown ended, the gentle smile on Yunhe's face vanished abruptly, replaced by a sharp, knife-like fighting spirit.

He gripped the hilt of his knife with his right hand and said in a deep voice, "Junior Brother Qin Feng, my apologies!"

Clang!
The long sword was drawn, emitting a clear and melodious dragon's roar!

A dazzling blade of light, like a waterfall cascading down from the heavens, instantly illuminated the entire Jade Square and slashed down towards Qin Feng!

Despite the earth-shattering blow, Qin Feng remained calm.

Instead of confronting it head-on, he flicked his wrist, and the black spear in his hand transformed into a nimble black dragon. With a light touch of the spear tip, he precisely struck the side of the dazzling blade light.

Ding!
With a crisp sound, Qin Feng used the force to retreat, deftly deflecting the terrifying power contained in the blade's light.

Yunhe's offensive, however, was like an endless river, with one strike followed by another.

In an instant, the entire square was filled with the glint of swords and the pervasive atmosphere of killing intent.

Yun He effortlessly mastered his twelve perfected level one sword techniques, transforming them into an impenetrable net of blades that completely enveloped Qin Feng from all directions.

However, no matter how fierce his attacks were or how exquisite his swordsmanship was, Qin Feng, who was at the center of the sword net, was always like a small boat floating in a raging storm.

It seems extremely dangerous, with the constant threat of capsizing, yet it always manages to avoid the most fatal attacks at the most critical moments, at the lowest possible cost.

The spear in his hand was no longer used for offense, but instead became the most solid shield.

Sometimes it moves like a nimble snake emerging from its hole, striking the opponent's weak points with cunning precision; other times it stands like a rock in defense, steadily blocking powerful and heavy slashes.

He is retiring.

One step, two steps, three steps...

He was defending, dodging, and constantly retreating.

To outsiders, he seemed to have completely fallen into a disadvantageous position, suppressed by Yun He and powerless to fight back.

Only Yunhe himself felt increasingly apprehensive as the fight progressed.

He felt as if he were attacking a ball of cotton; no matter how much force he used, it would be neutralized in an extremely subtle way.

Moreover, as the battle progressed, he discovered that Qin Feng's every retreat and every block was not random.

The opponent's rhythm carried a strange cadence, subtly guiding the direction of his strikes and inducing his attack rhythm.

It was as if he wasn't chasing after Qin Feng to fight, but rather being led by the nose by Qin Feng!
"not good!"

By the time Yunhe realized this, it was too late.

In his pursuit of ultimate dominance, he unwittingly stepped into a deadly trap meticulously set by Qin Feng during a chase.

The old forces have just departed, and the new forces have not yet arisen.

That was a fleeting flaw, one that was theoretically impossible to catch.

But for Qin Feng, who had been waiting for this moment, it was enough!

It's now!

Qin Feng, who had been on the defensive, suddenly had a glint of light in his eyes!
His previously suppressed aura erupted like a volcano at its most intense moment!
His retreating steps abruptly halted, his waist and back swaying like a dragon, and the spear in his hand ceased all parrying and maneuvering. A deep, dark golden light shone from the tip of the spear.

A self-created killing move—[Dragon's Lair]!
Om-!
A powerful and mysterious suction force emanated from the tip of the spear.

Yunhe's all-out slash seemed to be captured by an invisible black hole. All the power and momentum surged uncontrollably toward that dark golden spear tip!

Then, in the next instant, this devoured power, mixed with Qin Feng's own powerful spiritual energy, retaliated fiercely in a more violent and condensed way!
boom!
A dark golden spear light, condensed to its extreme, tore through the air like a dragon's tail, and slammed into Yun He's chest at a speed that exceeded his reaction limit.

The shock on Yunhe's face froze instantly.

His body was struck head-on by a battering ram, flying backward and transforming into countless specks of light in mid-air before slowly dissipating.

The battle is over.

The white jade plaza slowly dissipated, and the deep starry sky background reappeared in front of Qin Feng.

With a flash of light, Yun He reappeared not far away, his face bearing a lingering bitter smile and shock.

"I've long heard that Junior Brother Qin Feng's greatest strength is using defense as offense. He first lures his opponent into continuous attacks, exhausting their mind, and then seizes that fleeting opening to unleash a thunderous and earth-shattering strike, deciding the outcome in one fell swoop."

He shook his head and sighed in admiration, "I thought I had been on guard against this all along, and during the battle I constantly reminded myself not to be reckless and not to let you lead me by the rhythm. But I never expected that I would still fall into the trap you set step by step without even realizing it."

"Even though I'm mentally telling myself to be wary, my body's fighting instincts still get lured in..."

Yunhe looked at Qin Feng with a complicated expression and said, "Junior brother, your self-created killing move 'Dragon's Lair,' which has reached the 'Control Realm,' is indeed worthy of its name. It's really amazing."

He clasped his hands in a gesture of respect, saying with heartfelt admiration, "You truly deserve to be called the uncrowned new king who defeated Bayan. My defeat was not unjust."

"You flatter me, senior. It was just a fluke."

Qin Feng humbly returned the greeting.

The two figures disappeared, and Qin Feng's consciousness returned to the panel of the subspace private domain.

A cold system notification sounded in Qin Feng's ears.

Congratulations! You have successfully defeated your opponent in the assessment and have been promoted to the next level in the disciple category!

[Your disciple category has been successfully upgraded from 'Registered Disciple' to 'Elite Disciple'!]

[Promotion Reward: 500 Contribution Points, Increased Permissions.]

[Elite Disciple Privileges Activated: You have obtained the official qualification to consult your mentor on cultivation issues once every ten years.]

Looking at the prompts on the panel, Qin Feng's mood also became cheerful.

He glanced at his contribution value balance again.

[Contribution points: 5139.]

More than 5,000 contribution points!
This huge sum of money was enough to support him in a long and extravagant retreat.

Qin Feng thought for a moment, then his gaze fell on the [Elite Disciple Permission] he had just obtained.

Without hesitation, he stretched out his finger and clicked the button that emitted a faint glow—[Apply for Mentor Consultation].

An application box pops up.

Qin Feng confirmed the submission.

[Your application has been submitted and we are awaiting a reply from Professor Yu Han. Please wait patiently.]

After doing all this, Qin Feng felt completely at ease.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

And this favorable wind was the direct guidance from that galaxy-level expert.

After receiving guidance from his mentor Yu Han, he will undergo a period of deep seclusion.

After submitting his application, Qin Feng waited quietly in his dormitory.

He had assumed that a galaxy-level expert like his mentor, Yu Han, would be extremely busy, and that his application might disappear without a trace, with a wait of several days or even months before he could receive a reply.

However, to his surprise, less than three minutes had passed.

Ding!
A crisp notification sound rang out on his personal terminal.

An encrypted communication from [Mentor - Yu Han] popped up immediately.

The message was extremely concise.

"Wuxian District, Qingya Residence, I'm waiting for you."

A simple line of text, yet it carries an undeniable authority.

Qin Feng's heart skipped a beat, and a surge of intense joy and anticipation instantly welled up inside him.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately got out of bed, straightened his clothes, and then strode out of the dormitory, heading straight for the public teleportation array within the academy.

Qin Feng had seen the name "Wuxian District" on the forum.

That was the most prestigious residential area in the entire Canaan Star Martial Arts University; it no longer belonged to the category of "student dormitories."

Those who can reside there are all truly important figures in the academy—vice-principals, deans of various colleges, and mentors like Yu Han who possess illustrious military achievements and terrifying strength at the galaxy level or even the black hole level.

That place is a forbidden zone that ordinary students may never be able to set foot in during their entire lives.

Standing on the massive subspace teleportation array, Qin Feng entered the temporary travel coordinates given to him by his mentor, Yu Han.

As the array beneath their feet lit up with a dazzling light, a familiar feeling of space being stretched and folded came over them.

The scene before my eyes instantly transformed into a bizarre and colorful torrent.

This process lasted less than a second.

When Qin Feng's vision cleared again, he was deeply shocked by the scene before him.

It wasn't the magnificent, glittering place he had imagined, nor was it the futuristic steel jungle.

What comes into view is a vast, boundless bamboo forest, as green as the sea.

Each bamboo stalk stands tall and straight like a spear, reaching straight towards the sky. Its leaves are lush and green, and in the gentle breeze, they ripple with waves of emerald green, making a rustling sound that soothes the soul.

The air was filled with the refreshing fragrance of bamboo leaves, as well as a rich, almost liquefied, spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Just by taking a breath here, Qin Feng felt as if every cell in his body had been cleansed, leaving him feeling indescribably comfortable and refreshed.

The sky was a pure azure blue, with an unnamed white star emitting a soft glow hanging high above it.

Deep in the bamboo forest, a path paved with white pebbles winds its way into the distance.

This place is more like a secluded paradise.

Qin Feng walked along the path deeper into the bamboo forest.

He walked very lightly, as if afraid of disturbing the tranquility of the place.

The further he went in, the stronger the shock became.

He could sense that the spatial laws here seemed to be different from those of the outside world, more stable and clearer.

After walking for several hundred meters, a simple yet elegant courtyard appeared before him.

The courtyard was small, built of bamboo, with lush green vines climbing all over the walls. Above the gate hung a black wooden plaque with three large characters written in vigorous and powerful strokes: "Qingya Residence".

The courtyard gate was ajar, as if it were waiting for guests to arrive.

Qin Feng took a deep breath, calmed himself down, stepped forward, and gently pushed open the courtyard gate.

Inside the courtyard, there was a hidden paradise.

It was a small courtyard with the ground paved with bluestone. In the center was a stone table and several stone benches.

A middle-aged man dressed in pure black training clothes stood quietly with his back to him under an old pine tree in the center of the courtyard, seemingly admiring the gnarled branches of the pine tree.

He simply stood there quietly, without exuding any earth-shattering aura, but the moment Qin Feng saw his back, his breath caught in his throat.

In Qin Feng's perception, the person in front of him seemed to have merged into the entire world.

He is not a person; he is this bamboo forest, this sky, this universe.

Even more terrifying, Qin Feng could clearly "see" that, centered on the mentor's body, the surrounding spiritual energy was forming a huge and stable tide.

They rise slowly and fall slowly with an incomparably mysterious rhythm.

Each rise and fall is like a breath of the universe, each exhale and inhale is like an exchange of energy with the origin of the endless starry sea.

This control over energy was completely beyond Qin Feng's comprehension.

He knew that the person before him was his mentor, the galaxy-level powerhouse he had only met once when he enrolled—Yu Han. Qin Feng composed himself, suppressed his shock, stepped forward, stopped behind his mentor Yu Han, and bowed respectfully without being humble or arrogant.

"Student Qin Feng greets his mentor."

His voice, steady and powerful, broke the tranquility of the courtyard.

Yu Han slowly turned around.

His face was exactly the same as Qin Feng remembered: ordinary, resolute, yet possessing a profound depth that seemed to see right through people.

A faint smile appeared on Yu Han's face, and the suffocating sense of oppression vanished.

"No need to be polite."

He pointed to the stone bench next to him, gesturing for Qin Feng to sit down.

"Master, I have come here today to ask you to guide me and clarify my future path of spiritual practice."

After Qin Feng sat down, he got straight to the point.

"Ah."

Yu Han nodded slightly, looking Qin Feng up and down as if admiring a piece of uncut jade.

"Company Commander Zhou Xiong has already told me about your situation. Your performance, whether in the Rookie Cup or the Canaan Tower just now, exceeded my expectations. Very good."

Qin Feng was overjoyed to receive his mentor's affirmation, but he remained calm on the surface.

Yu Han continued, "I understand why you've come. However, theory is no substitute for practice. To truly guide you on the most suitable path, I need to examine your situation in person."

He looked at Qin Feng, his expression turning serious.

"Next, I will use a special method of nourishment—'Perfect Hand'—to examine your physical meridians, spiritual energy circulation, mental will, and the origin of your soul."

"During this period, you may see or experience some bizarre and fantastical visions, and you may even relive your deepest desires and fears. But remember my words: do not resist, do not struggle, completely open your mind, and treat it as if you are having a long dream."

"Once you wake up from this dream, I will naturally tell you what the most suitable weapon for you is, what the most suitable killing method for you is, and what the most suitable nurturing method for you is."

As soon as Yu Han finished speaking, Qin Feng's pupils suddenly contracted, and his face showed an undisguised look of surprise.

"The Perfect Hand?"

He couldn't help but speak; those three words were both too familiar and too shocking to him.

From the very beginning at the Limit Martial Arts Academy, Master Sun Chantang used this unique skill to eradicate his illness and rebuild his foundation.

Later, Zhou Xiong, the company commander of the Extreme Warriors, also used this method to help himself digest the Starry Sky Beast Type II gene serum.

And now, his galaxy-level mentor, Yu Han, is using the same method to guide him through his confusion.

This was the third time he had heard the words "Perfect Hand".

These three names represent the three most important benefactors and guides he encountered on his path of martial arts.

And they all possessed the same unique skill!
Yu Han seemed to have anticipated his reaction, and a knowing smile appeared on his face: "It seems this isn't your first time encountering it."

"Yes, mentor."

Qin Feng answered truthfully.

"Ah."

Yu Han nodded and explained, “'The Perfect Hand' is one of the ultimate cultivation techniques of our Extreme Warriors Corps, which cannot be taught to anyone other than core members. It can not only examine one’s aptitude and remove lesions, but when cultivated to a high level, it can also see through the origin of the soul, see through illusion and reality, and has endless wonderful uses.”

His gaze became deep and distant.

"If you can pass the assessment and successfully join the Ultra Warriors in the future, you will naturally have the opportunity to learn this unique skill."

After saying that, Yu Han said no more. He gently waved to Qin Feng.

"come over."

Without hesitation, Qin Feng immediately stood up and walked to Yu Han.

The moment he approached, an irresistible, deep, ocean-like drowsiness swept over his entire consciousness like a tidal wave.

His eyelids felt incredibly heavy.

The surrounding bamboo groves, courtyards, and old pines began to become blurred and distorted.

He felt as if he had fallen into a warm yet profound vortex.

Then, Qin Feng fell asleep.

……

Qin Feng felt as if he had a very, very long dream.

The dream was bizarre and fragmented.

In some of his dreams, he returned to the bloody battlefield of the planet "Inferno-IV," wielding a spear and fighting madly against endless Nurgle mutated creatures, the blood and flames staining the entire sky red.

In some of his dreams, he stood on the final stage of the "Star Cup," a competition watched by billions of races across the universe, with countless once-brilliant geniuses at his feet.

He held aloft the championship trophy, representing the highest honor for the younger generation in the universe, and received cheers and adoration from hundreds of millions of people.

In some of his dreams, he returned to the morning star and to that small home.

The family sat around the dining table, enjoying a steaming meal and chatting about everyday life, their faces beaming with happy and content smiles.

The dream kept changing.

Slaughter, glory, tenderness...

He seemed to have gone through one cycle after another, experiencing everything that a martial artist could pursue, and tasting everything that an ordinary person could have.

After an unknown amount of time, as the deep drowsiness slowly faded, Qin Feng's consciousness returned to his body.

He slowly opened his eyes.

What comes into view is still that elegant courtyard and that vigorous old pine tree.

Professor Yu Han sat quietly on the stone bench opposite him, holding a cup of tea, looking at him with a gaze full of inquiry and satisfaction.

"How does it feel?"

Yu Han put down his teacup and asked with a smile.

Qin Feng shook his still somewhat dizzy head, trying hard to recall.

"It feels like... I've had so many dreams."

Qin Feng said somewhat blankly, "But I can't remember any of the specific things I dreamed about, only a very vague feeling remains."

"Well, that's right."

Yu Han's expression became serious and solemn.

"I have a basic understanding of your situation."

He said in a deep voice, "First of all, weapons. Your physical potential and mental will are far beyond those of ordinary people. In theory, you can learn any cold weapon and achieve remarkable success."

"However, the fighting style you prefer, or rather, the one that your soul deeply favors, is the kind that is expansive and powerful, exquisite yet robust, robust yet swift. Your soul places great emphasis on the efficiency of attack and kill, and you were born for large-scale battlefields."

Every word Yu Han spoke seemed to carry a peculiar magic, striking Qin Feng's heart.

"Therefore, you can try out heavy weapons like clubs, spears, longswords, broadswords, horse-slaying swords, halberds, greatswords, claws... These are all heavy weapons that are wide-ranging and suitable for charging into battle. When choosing killing methods, try to focus on those of these weapons. As for fist techniques, try to choose styles like the 'Fierce Bird Fist,' which are fierce and purely offensive."

At this point, Yu Han paused slightly, his gaze sharpening.

"However, defense is not suitable for you."

These words, like a morning bell and evening drum, jolted Qin Feng's mind.

He subconsciously recalled his self-created killing move – [Dragon's Lair].

That's his strongest trump card for survival, and one of the moves he uses most frequently in battle.

It was powerful and practical, saving him from danger several times.

but……

Qin Feng asked himself honestly, and he didn't like using this tactic.

The feeling of passively waiting, luring the enemy to attack, and then seizing the opportunity to counterattack always left him feeling somewhat unsatisfied.

He truly preferred pure combat, the exhilarating and fierce attack that crushed all enemies!

It turns out that my own soul had already made the choice.

Qin Feng nodded slightly, seemingly lost in thought.

Seeing the look of understanding in Qin Feng's eyes, Yu Han nodded in satisfaction and continued, "Of course, what I'm saying is all relative. Specializing in one skill can allow you to grow at the fastest speed in the early stages. However, when you reach the ninth rank or higher in the 'Imperial Arena' and want to break through to the next level, you must go back and learn a wide variety of different killing techniques, taking the strengths of many and integrating them into your own, in order to advance further."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Han sent Qin Feng a private message via subspace network.

It was a long list of exercises with detailed explanations.

"Among these, there are three level-one killing techniques most suitable for you, twelve level-two killing techniques, and five level-three killing techniques."

Yu Han's voice rang out.

"These killing techniques all lean towards the style I just described. You can choose whichever you prefer, or you can learn them all. With these as a reference, you'll be able to cultivate all the way to the sixth level of the Sky-Soaring Warrior without taking any detours."

Qin Feng looked at his subspace network information and saw those killing methods.

Each of these killing techniques seemed tailor-made for him, and their core concepts resonated with his eagerness and anticipation.

This is the guidance of a galaxy-level powerhouse!

A single word can decide a journey of thousands of miles!

After a long while, Qin Feng opened his eyes, stood up, and solemnly bowed deeply to Yu Han.

"Thank you so much for your guidance, mentor. I am deeply grateful!"

This time, his gratitude came from the bottom of his heart and was the most sincere.

Yu Han accepted the bow without hesitation and waved his hand.

"Go."

Qin Feng nodded heavily, said nothing more, and turned to leave the elegant courtyard.
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With guidance from Instructor Yu Han and the weighty list of cultivation techniques, Qin Feng quickly returned to his dormitory in the student area via subspace teleportation.

The dormitory was spotless.

However, at this moment, in Qin Feng's eyes, this familiar environment seemed to have changed slightly.

He no longer needs to feel lost, no longer needs to make mistakes.

All he needed to do was one thing—keep walking firmly and steadily along the illuminated road!

"Staff, spear, longsword, broadsword, horse-chopping sword, halberd..."

"Focusing on offensive efficiency, designed for large-scale battlefields..."

"Defense is not suitable for you."

Professor Yu Han's words still resonate in my ears.

Qin Feng's mind was completely clear.

He was even somewhat impatient, wanting to immediately enter a state of seclusion, to exchange for all the killing techniques recommended by his mentor, and then devote all his time and energy to cultivating, studying, and transforming them into his own true power!

"More than 5,000 contribution points are enough to exchange for a massive amount of cultivation resources. During this seclusion, my strength will surely experience another qualitative leap."

Qin Feng's heart was filled with unprecedented confidence and anticipation.

He had planned everything.

Once his seclusion ends, his vitality index will surely break through the thousand mark, or even higher.

When the time comes, challenging the Stone Clan warriors on the thirty-first floor of the Canaan Tower will likely present a completely different experience.

However, just as he was preparing to enter the isolation pod and completely cut off all contact with the outside world...

Ding dong.

A crisp private message notification sound suddenly rang out from the subspace network.

Qin Feng frowned slightly.

Shi Potian and Xiong Yanfu both knew that he was about to go into seclusion, so they probably wouldn't contact him at this time.

Who is it?
With a hint of doubt, he opened the communication interface.

The next second, a familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar name came into his view.

[Sender: Shi Dang]

Qin Feng's gaze sharpened slightly.

It was that fellow villager from Qimingxing who proactively added me as a friend after my rookie tournament.

He opened the private message.

The letter was short, but it conveyed an extremely respectful and sincere attitude, completely different from the unruly stone-man hybrid that Qin Feng remembered.

"Senior Qin Feng, I apologize for disturbing you. I am Shi Dang, a military associate from Qimingxinghe. I know your time is precious, and I know I am not qualified to take up your time. But there is an obstacle in my heart that I cannot overcome, a knot that I cannot untie. This knot has seriously affected my cultivation. Therefore, I humbly request that you fight me."

"I just want to experience firsthand just how vast the insurmountable gap is between us. Only then can I perhaps break free from my inner demons and start anew. Regardless of victory or defeat, whatever the outcome, Shi Dang will be eternally grateful!"

Qin Feng fell silent upon seeing this message.

He could sense from the other person's words a desperate, almost pleading, determination.

He recalled the figure he had seen on the teleportation platform, watching him from afar with a complex expression, but ultimately not daring to approach.

He also recalled how he had crushed this arrogant genius with overwhelming force in the Qiming Newcomer King Competition years ago.

For a genius, the greatest enemy is often not someone else, but their own past pride.

This Shi Dang is clearly trapped in a cage formed by the gap between his invincible past and the cruel reality of the present.

He needs an external force to completely shatter this cage.

And I am the most suitable, and perhaps the only suitable, person to wield the hammer.

"That's fine."

Qin Feng sighed softly to himself.

Since we both come from the same "Morning Star" background, let's lend a hand if we can.

It won't take much time either way.

He thought for a moment and replied, "Okay."

Those two simple words plunged the other end of the chat window into a long silence.

A full minute passed before Shi Dang's reply came again, his tone filled with an incredulous excitement and gratitude.

"Thank you!"

Qin Feng ignored the other party's agitation and calmly continued typing: "Where to fight? Imperial Arena, or Canaan Private Domain?"

This is a very critical question.

The Imperial Arena, as the official virtual battle platform of the Empire, has "rank protection" and "attribute balancing" mechanisms to ensure relative fairness in the competition.

In lower-level battles, the system will automatically lock the health index of both sides at a relatively similar level, which tests the combat skills and killing techniques of both sides more.

However, there are no restrictions on the internal private domain battles within Canaan Star Martial Arts University.

Everything is based on the most accurate data from martial artists.

That was a true, all-encompassing crushing of the weak by the strong.

By asking this question, Qin Feng was actually giving Shi Dang a way out.

If they choose the Imperial Arena, at least statistically, the two won't be too far apart, and the match might be more exciting.

However, Shi Dang's answer surprised him and made him think more highly of the other party.

"Crack down on private domains."

Shi Dang replied without the slightest hesitation, "What I need to feel is the most realistic difference. Please, senior, go all out and show no mercy! Shi Dang is extremely grateful!"

"it is good."

Qin Feng said no more.

[You have sent a Canaan private room battle invitation to your friend 'Shidang'...]

The other party has accepted the invitation.

[Entering the battle space...]

Light and shadow change.

Qin Feng's figure appeared in a pure white, boundless virtual space.

This is the most basic scenario in a friend's room, with no obstacles or environmental influences, making it ideal for a pure test of skill.

A hundred meters away from him, Shi Dang's figure slowly solidified.

He held a heavy battle axe, his upper body was bare, and dark golden stoneman bloodline patterns covered his entire body, exuding a heavy and powerful aura.

His vitality index is 73.4.

Among students who have been enrolled for seven years, this figure can only be considered below average.

Clearly, as he himself said, his spiritual practice had encountered a major bottleneck.

At this moment, Shi Dang's face was filled with an unprecedented solemnity and reverence.

He regarded this battle as the most important pilgrimage in his martial arts life.

"Senior Qin Feng, please!"

Shi Dang gripped his battle axe tightly with both hands, stomped his feet heavily, and his aura began to rise wildly.

His innate talent, belonging to the Stone Clan, was pushed to its limit!
(End of this chapter)