High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 191 The terrifying power of a level four killing technique! Rapid progress in the top-grade Yuan Aperture! Thirty years of ambition to reach the planetary level!
The next morning.

Before dawn, the meditation room numbered A-73 was already deathly silent.

Qin Feng sat cross-legged in the center of the quiet room, his eyes closed, his mind immersed in a state of emptiness and clarity.

The entire space was made of "Void Stone," isolating him from all tangible and intangible external interference, providing him with a perfect and absolutely focused environment for cultivation.

The mental manipulation technique he had just learned yesterday was now slowly operating under his will.

The silver stream, formed by countless points of spiritual energy, extended from his sea of ​​consciousness and precisely and gently probed into the acupoint on his chest.

There, a "supreme primordial aperture," seemingly compressed from billions of stars and radiating brilliant golden light, was slowly pulsating, each beat seemingly in sync with the breath of the entire universe.

"Shaking!"

With a thought, Qin Feng channeled his spiritual energy like an invisible hand, forcefully stimulating the enormous primordial aperture!
hum-

A buzzing sound, seemingly emanating from the depths of his soul, resounded throughout his inner world.

When the top-grade Yuan Aperture was stimulated, it instantly erupted with surging, extremely pure golden spiritual energy!

This spiritual energy is no longer the wild torrent that required effort to guide in the past, but under the constraint and aggregation of spiritual power, it has transformed into gentle tides that contain terrifying energy.

Golden tides washed over his limbs and bones again and again, penetrating into every cell, every inch of fascia, and every strand of bone marrow.

Once the vitality index breaks through 30 points and the mortal body transforms into an extraordinary one, there is no longer a fixed "body tempering method" on the path of martial arts.

The subsequent stages of opening and closing the apertures, up to the current Yuan Aperture Realm, all follow the same fundamental principle: using higher-quality energy generated by oneself to cleanse, temper, and force the physical body, completing the leap of life in the eternal trilogy of "limit-recovery-enhancement".

The quality of the Yuanqiao (primordial aperture) is the key to everything.

The higher the quality of the Yuanqiao (primordial energy point), the purer the spiritual energy it stores and generates, the greater the "pressure" it puts on the physical body, the higher the "limit" it can push the physical body to, and the faster the resulting improvement speed.

Time slips away quietly with each golden tide.

When the preset alarm clock rang on the personal terminal, the morning's practice was over.

Qin Feng slowly finished his practice, feeling the strength of his physical body while bringing up his personal panel.

The next moment, he was completely stunned.

"???"

Qin Feng's mind was instantly filled with a series of huge question marks.

He even thought he was misreading the numbers on the panel.

Vitality Index: 7210.0 points

His men were completely dumbfounded.

One morning!
After just one morning of cultivation, his vitality index increased by a full 10 points!

What a terrifying speed!
Qin Feng's breathing quickened slightly as a tremendous, indescribable shock overwhelmed his mind.

He recalled that when he first embarked on the path of martial arts, he needed to sweat profusely and train hard for a whole year in order to increase his vitality by 10 points.

When he finally achieved enlightenment, it would take him nearly three months of tireless work, day and night, to increase his vitality by 10 points.

Even with a massive supply of top-tier resources, drinking psionic potions like water, and consuming recovery potions like food, and pushing all conditions to the limit, it would still take at least a full month to increase one's vitality by 10 points!
And now...

Now, he has only sat cross-legged in meditation for a morning, and his efficiency has surpassed the sum of a hundred or a thousand times his previous efforts!

"Vitality Index: 7210 points..."

Qin Feng muttered to himself, his brain calculating rapidly, "There are still 10790 points left to reach the first major milestone of 18,000 points. At this rate, 20 points a day, that's 7300 points a year. In other words, it will only take less than 1,500 days, or about four years..."

"Four years! If I don't take into account the bottlenecks I might encounter along the way, I only need four years to reach the first major deadline!"

"Looking ahead, the second and third life-limits... if no major accidents occur, I might only need thirty years to complete all the content of the sixth level of the Sky-Soaring Realm, qualifying me to challenge for the 'Planetary Life Form', and then graduate from the Canaan Star Martial Arts University!"

Thirty years!
This number plunged Qin Feng into a long silence once again.

He finally understood firsthand why his mentor Yu Han and the battle team leader Feng Zhiyu had both said that once he forged the "Supreme Yuan Aperture," the road ahead would be smooth sailing.

This is more than just a smooth road!
The decades of solitary ascetic practice, the torment of opening 360 great sun apertures in endless pain, the resolute determination to hone oneself on the edge of life and death... all the hardships and all the desperate efforts before have turned into the sweetest and richest reward at this moment!
The feeling that everything you've given up will be repaid a hundredfold or a thousandfold in the future is simply wonderful.

"No, we can't rush it."

After the initial shock, Qin Feng quickly calmed down; his temperament had long been tempered and hardened.

He recalled his predicament when he first entered the Canaan Star Martial Arts University.

At that time, he possessed the killing techniques of the Control Realm, but due to the extreme scarcity of killing technique materials, his actual combat strength could not be improved for a long time.

"We must not forget the lessons of the past."

"The foundation must be laid extremely solidly."

"Now, I have the top-tier platform of Canaan Star Martial Arts University, and unparalleled cultivation speed. The one thing I have in abundance is time. I absolutely cannot repeat the mistakes of the past in pursuit of a faster graduation."

"At the very least, I want to use this platform to accumulate enough 'assets'. For example, I want to cultivate dozens, or even hundreds, of powerful level-six killing techniques to the 'mastery level' before considering graduation. For this, even if I delay in school for another ten or twenty years, it will be completely worthwhile!"

"Once you leave school, earning contribution points becomes incredibly difficult. There are no additional rewards like reputation points either."

Qin Feng's vision had become incredibly far-reaching.

For him, ten years is not a very long time on the path of martial arts, which often takes hundreds or thousands of years.

He checked the time on his personal terminal; it wasn't long before the time he had agreed upon with Long Yu and the others.

He slowly rose, pushed open the heavy door of the meditation room, and stepped into the Fearless Battle Group's exclusive "combat zone".

Unlike the absolute silence of the training area, the combat area was a scene of bustling activity.

People come and go here, and everywhere you look there are members of battle groups practicing their skills like madmen.

The ear-piercing sounds of clashing weapons, the roars of violent energy, and the excited shouts of warriors rose and fell, weaving together into a symphony full of power and passion.

Qin Feng could sense that the martial artists here all possessed incredibly powerful auras.

The vast majority of them were level six flying warriors, and occasionally you could even see a few figures with unfathomable auras. Those were level seven, level eight, and even the legendary level nine seniors. They were also here, silently honing their killing techniques.

Qin Feng found a corner and stood quietly, waiting for Long Yu and the others to arrive.

Just then, a voice filled with surprise and uncertainty rang out not far from him.

"Hmm? Brother, may I ask... are you Qin Feng?"

Qin Feng looked up at the sound and saw a burly man with an incredibly strong build, muscles bulging like rocks, and carrying a long, black stick, waving at him.

The burly man's face was filled with barely suppressed surprise and excitement.

"It's down."

Qin Feng nodded and answered politely.

"Hahaha! It really is you! I've heard so much about you! I've heard so much about you!"

After receiving confirmation, the burly man immediately walked over, laughing loudly.

"My name is Wan Kun!"

He introduced himself without hesitation, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Qin Feng, and said in a loud, booming voice, "Brother Qin Feng, your name is legendary! In the Level 5 competition, in the Nightmare-level mission, you single-handedly accounted for 75% of the damage output, pulling our Fearless Battle Team back from the brink of elimination and successfully defending our title! I admire you! I wonder if I would have the honor of sparring with Brother Qin Feng?!"

His eyes burned with fierce fighting spirit, but there was no malice or provocation in them, only the pure yearning of a martial artist for the strong and the desire to spar.

"I specialize in staff techniques, but also practice spear techniques and horse-slaying saber techniques. I have just mastered a level four staff technique killing move to the 'minor success' level."

"Vitality Index 7300 points, 'Superior Yuanqiao'."

Wan Kun said frankly.

This is the martial spirit of the Fearless Chapter and even the entire Canaan Star Martial Arts Academy.

Warriors who have been tempered by blood and fire will always be respected.

Their best way of communicating is to verify what they have learned through practical experience.

Having just finished learning the fourth-level killing technique "Heavy Spear" and mastering the application of spiritual energy, Qin Feng was worried about not having an opponent to test his skills in actual combat. Now, seeing someone take the initiative to challenge him, the fighting spirit within him couldn't help but swell slightly.

"it is good!"

Qin Feng's answer was crisp and decisive, his eyes also flashing with fighting spirit: "I specialize in spear techniques, but I'm only at the fourth level of killing techniques, and I haven't even entered the door yet."

"Hahaha! No problem! Strength isn't just about cultivation level! Come on, let's have a fight!"

Upon hearing this, Wan Kun burst into laughter with excitement.

Soon, the two walked one after the other onto a nearby empty, huge arena made of ultra-high-strength alloy.
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On the arena, Qin Feng and Wan Kun stood facing each other, a hundred meters apart.

Neither of them wore heavy power armor, only basic alloy light armor.

This type of armor offers limited protection, but its advantage lies in its lightness and flexibility. It does not restrict the movements of martial artists and is the standard equipment for daily sparring and training.

In Qin Feng's hand was a standard alloy long spear that shone brightly silver.

The gun is straight with smooth lines and no superfluous decorations, exuding a simple yet deadly sharpness.

Wan Kun, on the other hand, held a nearly three-meter-long black alloy staff.

The staff is thick and heavy, giving it a sense of immense strength.

This is a duel between guns and clubs.

It is also a collision between "top-grade Yuanqiao" and "superior Yuanqiao", a level 6 newcomer who has just entered the field and a level 6 veteran who has been immersed in it for many years.

More and more members of the battle team gathered below the arena to watch.

Qin Feng and Wan Kun were both well-known names within the Fearless Battle Group, so this sudden sparring match naturally attracted everyone's attention.

There are no referees, nor are there any referees needed.

For level six martial artists whose vitality index reaches over 7,000 points, their control over their power has already reached a level of subtlety.

Every bit of force and every burst of energy can be precisely controlled.

In non-life-or-death sparring, the possibility of accidental injury is extremely low.

Moreover, at their level, their physical regenerative abilities are already terrifying.

Even if some accidental minor injuries do occur, they are not serious and will heal quickly.

The air seemed to freeze the moment their eyes met.

The battle is about to begin!
"boom!"

Almost simultaneously, two figures sprang up from their spots, the alloy arena beneath their feet stomping with a loud thud as they exerted their weight.

Two afterimages flashed by in the distance of a hundred meters, like two colliding meteors, and met fiercely in the center of the arena!
"clang--!"

The tip of the spear and the shaft of the staff collided precisely in mid-air, producing a deafening clang of metal against metal.

A shock wave, visible to the naked eye, swept outwards wildly from the point of impact.

The violent force traveled along the weapons to the two men's arms, but was instantly neutralized by their powerful bodies and exquisite deflection techniques.

With a single strike, they were evenly matched!

However, this is just the beginning!
A fierce fighting spirit erupted in Wan Kun's eyes. With a flick of his wrist, the heavy long staff seemed weightless in his hand, transforming into a dense black shadow that swept down on Qin Feng with the force of a thunderbolt!

Each shadow of the staff contained a peculiar fluctuation of spiritual energy.

Faced with this storm of attacks, Qin Feng's eyes remained calm and composed.

His mind entered a state of absolute calm at this moment. The instructional video of the newly acquired Level 4 marksmanship technique, "Heavy Gun," flashed through his mind like a slideshow.

"...Using mental energy as a guide, a triangular stable force field is constructed at three psionic nodes..."

"...At the moment of striking, I draw upon the gathered spiritual energy, causing it to spiral along the spine of the spear, increasing its power by thirty percent..."

While relying on his already mastered combat instincts, Qin Feng wielded his spear to parry Wan Kun's attacks, clumsily and awkwardly trying to apply the techniques of "Heavy Spear" to actual combat.

He drew upon that wisp of silver spiritual energy, attempting to touch and guide the surging golden spiritual energy within his body, and following the methods of the "Heavy Spear" manual, to construct the so-called "triangular stable force field".

However, there is always a huge gap between ideals and reality.

His spiritual guidance was intermittent.

The force field he constructed was on the verge of collapse.

He felt like a toddler who had just learned to walk, but was being asked to complete an incredibly complex set of gymnastic moves.

In contrast, Wan Kun's movements were fluid and graceful, exuding the air of a master.

His mental guidance and the changes in his moves were perfectly combined without the slightest hesitation.

The long, black staff in his hand was sometimes as swift as the wind, sometimes transforming into a dazzling array of phantoms.
At times, it is as heavy as a mountain, and each swing carries a terrifying power capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks.

"Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The dense clash of weapons was like a torrential downpour in a storm, continuous and relentless.

Under Wan Kun's relentless attacks, Qin Feng's figure began to retreat step by step.

"Wan Kun's speed... is so fast!"

During the fierce confrontation, Qin Feng's pupils suddenly contracted.

He was horrified to discover that Wan Kun's speed in making moves was no slower than his own, and even slightly surpassed his own in some instantaneous bursts of speed!
This discovery shook him to his core.

You should know that his physical body is monstrous!
Its potential is comparable to that of a star behemoth cub of the same level!
Given the same vitality index, his absolute strength, absolute speed, and even endurance should be dozens of times greater than the standard for humans with golden bloodlines!
This has always been his greatest asset in crushing his opponents of the same level!
However, now, an opponent whose vitality index is only one hundred points higher than his has actually caught up with or even slightly surpassed him in speed!
"Is this the power of a level four killing technique?!"

Qin Feng instantly understood the key point.

The perfect fusion of mental power and spiritual energy not only enhances destructive power, but also comprehensively and explosively improves the martial artist's various functions!

Wan Kun, with his "minor mastery" understanding of a level four staff technique killing move, managed to bridge the huge gap between the two in terms of physical foundation!

Another dozen or so rounds of fierce fighting ensued.

On the arena, golden spear shadows and black staff shadows intertwined wildly, and the sparks that erupted were as dazzling as festive fireworks.

Although he was still at a disadvantage, Qin Feng managed to steady his retreat.

In the battle, his understanding of how to integrate mental energy into his marksmanship gradually improved from being completely clueless to having a feel for it.

He began to vaguely grasp the "point" where mental power and psychic energy combined, and he began to clumsily attach strands of the combined energy to the tip of his spear.

However, just as he was getting into the swing of things, the battle came to an end in an instant.

Wan Kun's combat experience was far more sophisticated than he had imagined!

After another fierce exchange of attacks, Wan Kun seized an opening where Qin Feng's spiritual power and energy flow had momentarily broken down!
A glint flashed in his eyes, and the long staff in his hand suddenly changed its move. It no longer pursued a powerful and sweeping style, but instead transformed into a venomous snake, striking the shaft of Qin Feng's spear with incredible precision and gentleness from an unbelievable angle.

That point was the weakest link when Qin Feng first tried to guide the flow of the "spiritual power-psychic energy aggregate"!
"Buzz!"

A peculiar shockwave traveled from that point and instantly spread throughout Qin Feng's entire spear.

Qin Feng felt a numbness in his hand, and an irresistible force came through him. The alloy spear in his hand flew out of his grasp uncontrollably, arcing through the air and flying far away before crashing to the other end of the arena with a clatter.

The battle is over.

The entire process, from start to finish, took thirty-two seconds.

Qin Feng looked at his empty hands, then at Wan Kun, who was standing with his staff in his fighting stance, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

They lost, and lost decisively.

"Brother Qin Feng, what terrifying strength!"

However, to Qin Feng's surprise, after winning the battle, Wan Kun put away his long staff, but his face was not filled with pride at all. Instead, it was filled with deep surprise and shock.

He strode up to Qin Feng and exclaimed sincerely, "I thought that with my advantage of being a minor master of the fourth-level killing technique, I could defeat you within ten rounds. But I never expected that you would be able to completely erase the difference in killing techniques between us by relying on your ridiculously strong physique and your master-level basic skills!"

Wan Kun shook his head, filled with emotion: "A level four killing technique doesn't just bring about a difference in skill. At our level, whose basic skills haven't been honed through countless trials? It brings the purest explosive power, destructive force, and all-around crushing speed! For you to fight me to this extent with a killing technique you haven't even mastered, your physical body is truly... terrifying!"

"Senior Wan, I clearly lost."

Qin Feng picked up his spear and said with a wry smile, "Senior's staff technique is sharp and unpredictable; I am ashamed to admit that I am no match for him."

"Hey, you're only good because you haven't even mastered the basics of killing!"

Wan Kun waved his hand forcefully, looking at Qin Feng with anticipation in his eyes, "Once you've mastered a level four killing technique, your combat power will become absolutely terrifying! Today, just treat me as a temporary whetstone on your path to martial arts!"

He laughed heartily and patted his chest: "Among the tens of thousands of level six martial artists in the entire Fearless Battle Group, my strength is probably ranked in the upper-middle range. Today you have lost to me, but I'm waiting for the day you defeat me! I believe that day is definitely not far away!" "Good!"

Qin Feng looked at the forthright and open-minded senior in front of him, nodded solemnly, and replied with a smile.

Although he lost this battle, it gave him the most direct and profound understanding of the fighting style of a level six martial artist and the terrifying power of a level four killing technique.

As Qin Feng and Wan Kun stepped off the stage, the long-suppressed discussions around them finally erupted like a flood bursting its banks.

The brief but incredibly exciting duel just now delivered a tremendous visual and emotional impact to all the spectators.

"Both Qin Feng and Senior Wan Kun are as strong as monsters!"

A newly promoted level six martial artist, his face still showing lingering shock, muttered to himself.

"What do you know!"

A more senior alumnus next to him looked at him with the eyes of someone looking at a country bumpkin, his tone full of amazement, "Qin Feng is the strongest! His physical body is truly terrifying!"

"That's right!"

Another person immediately chimed in, "We all know Senior Wan Kun's strength. His fourth-level killing technique, 'Overturning the Sea Staff,' has already reached the minor completion stage, placing him in the upper-middle tier among his peers in the entire battle group! Logically speaking, even a top-grade Yuan Aperture expert should be able to easily crush a newcomer who has just broken through and hasn't even mastered a fourth-level killing technique!"

"And the result? Qin Feng actually held out for a full thirty-two seconds! Did you all see that clearly? He relied on his abnormally powerful physical potential and his incredibly solid fundamentals to make up for the huge deficiency in his killing technique level!"

"Hiss—so, just how terrifying is Qin Feng's foundation?"

"As expected of the 'Qin Beast'... that name is truly fitting. A colossal beast in human skin, it certainly lives up to its name!"

The discussions and exclamations clearly reached Qin Feng's ears.

But he just laughed it off and didn't take it to heart.

The praise or criticism of others could no longer shake his unwavering commitment to martial arts.

What he cared more about was the shortcomings he had exposed in the battle just now, and his new understanding of the power of the fourth-level killing technique.

Just then, three familiar figures walked through the chattering crowd and came to him.

It was Long Yu, Nisang, and Ning Jing.

“We just arrived and saw you coming down from the ring.”

With a gentle smile on his face, Long Yu glanced at Wan Kun, who was bragging to his friends about his recent battle not far away, and asked curiously, "So, how did your sparring with Senior Wan Kun go?"

Qin Feng smiled calmly, held up three fingers, and said, "Defeated. I lasted for thirty-two seconds."

"Tsk, being able to last thirty-two seconds against Wan Kun is already pretty impressive."

Unexpectedly, upon hearing the result, Ning Jing, who is known for being picky and having high standards, was the first to express a heartfelt sentiment.

He looked at Qin Feng with a complex expression that seemed to convey a sense of shared misfortune, and said, "After my last breakthrough, I excitedly challenged Senior Wan Kun to a match. But I only lasted three seconds before he swept me off the stage with a single blow. It's infuriating to compare yourself to others."

He shook his head, his tone filled with helplessness regarding Qin Feng's monstrous physique.

“Your physical foundation is truly terrifying. I dare say that before the planetary level, as long as everyone’s killing techniques are at the same level, probably no one can beat you. Unless… the opponent’s killing techniques can reach the ‘control level’.”

"All right."

Nissan waved casually, interrupting Ning Jing's reflections. He looked at Qin Feng with eyes burning with fighting spirit and said excitedly, "Now that the warm-up is over, it's our turn! Without further ado, let's begin!"

"it is good!"

Qin Feng smiled and replied, gripping the spear tightly in his hand once more.

Thus, in this bustling and lively combat zone, four young and powerful figures began their agreed-upon, frenetic daily training routine.

Sometimes, it's a friendly competition between the four of them.

Long Yu's swordsmanship was as steady as a mountain, Nissan's fists were fierce and unparalleled, and Ning Jing's movements were as unpredictable as a ghost.

Meanwhile, Qin Feng, amidst the three's siege and repeated one-on-one duels, clumsily but resolutely honed his newly acquired level four marksmanship—the "Heavy Spear" technique.

Sometimes, they would separate and each seek out other warriors within the battle group who practiced different weapons and killing techniques to engage in actual combat.

Knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, clubs, throwing knives...

The afternoon passed quickly in this exhilarating battle.

Every parry, every shot, every attempt to combine mental strength and spiritual energy became the most valuable experience, nourishing Qin Feng's growth.

[Proficiency +1]

[Proficiency +1]

The pale blue data stream quietly refreshed in a view unseen by others.

As the last rays of the setting sun shone through the energy dome atop the Dreadnought Zone, the afternoon's intense practical training came to an end.

Qin Feng's personal panel also quietly changed.

[Killing Method: Heavy Gun (Beginner)]

[Proficiency: 2/10]

In just one afternoon, through practical experience against more than a dozen different opponents, his proficiency with the Heavy Gun improved by two points!
At this moment, he has gone from being completely clueless about how to construct a spiritual energy field, how to guide the aggregated spiritual energy, and how to combine it with the specific moves of "Heavy Gun" to basically understanding the key points.

The rest is just a matter of patience and effort.

Through thousands of practices, this combination is transformed from "understanding" to "proficiency," then from "proficiency" to "instinct," and finally, complete mastery is achieved.

Only after he has mastered the technique completely can he learn the truly core "killing move" in the "Heavy Spear" killing method and push his killing technique to the "minor mastery" level.

Next, one learns the corresponding footwork, combining the footwork with the killing moves to achieve mastery.

Ultimately, only through endless arduous training and battles can one possibly master the entire killing technique and reach "perfection".

"It's exactly the same way I learned 'Thousand Army Spears' back in Wugao."

Qin Feng felt the fatigue from an afternoon of arduous training, as well as the fulfilling feeling of his strength steadily improving, and couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

Once upon a time, at Qiming No. 1 Martial Arts High School, he was just like that. Under the guidance of his mentor, through a lot of actual combat, he took one step at a time and pushed the second-level killing technique "Thousand Army Spear" from beginner to mastery.

Time may pass and scenes may change, but the pure desire to become stronger on the path of martial arts has never changed.

That night, Qin Feng did not return to his dormitory.

For a fanatic like him, the dormitory is merely a symbolic location.

He went straight back to the "Void Stone" meditation room he had rented.

After briefly replenishing himself with some high-energy nutrients, he sat cross-legged and his consciousness sank into the subspace network, entering that familiar virtual world filled with iron-bloodedness and killing intent—the Imperial Arena!
Unlike the daytime sparring within the battlebands, the battles in the Imperial Arena are far more brutal and deadly.

Every opponent here is a true warrior, fighting with all their might for points and for victory.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qin Feng directly chose the matchmaking queue for level six martial artists.

【Successful match! 】

Opponent: 'Mad Blade' Zhao Wuji

[Weapon: Horse-slaying sword]

[Vitality Index Locked at: 7200]

【The battle begins! 】

The cold notification tone had just ended when a burly figure appeared before Qin Feng, wielding a battle sword as large as a door panel.

Without uttering a single word, the opponent roared and transformed into a blood-red whirlwind, sweeping towards him!

The battle breaks out instantly!
The following night, Qin Feng spent in this endless battle.

His figure, like a tireless machine, shuttled through battle after battle.

He had encountered elegant swordsmen whose swordsmanship was as fluid as mercury, penetrating every nook and cranny.

I have also encountered warriors wielding double axes, who looked like madmen;

They even encountered strange martial artists who used unheard-of weapons and employed bizarre and unpredictable fighting styles...

There were victories and defeats.

However, he often loses when facing seasoned veterans who have been immersed in Level 6 for many years and whose killing techniques are highly skilled.

However, every failure was a valuable learning experience for him.

Like a dry sponge, he frantically absorbed the fighting styles of different opponents, confirming his understanding of "Heavy Gun".

His marksmanship, too, improved rapidly from clumsy to fluent in these intense life-or-death battles.

As the first rays of dawn were about to pierce through the clouds of Canaan, Qin Feng withdrew from the Imperial Arena.

Overnight, he fought a total of 137 high-intensity battles.

And his gains were enormous.

[Killing Method: Heavy Gun (Beginner)]

[Proficiency: 5/10]

His proficiency level surged by another 3 points!
You're just one step away from mastering it!
Meanwhile, his Imperial Arena rank also progressed successfully through a series of victories.

Congratulations on your advancement!

Current rank: 4th rank

[Current points: 10]

This level already meets the minimum requirements for registering for the "Starry Sky Cup".
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As the morning light shone through the energy dome, casting a cool glow over the Dreadnought Zone, Qin Feng ended his night-long, frenzied battle in the Imperial Arena.

Returning to reality from the virtual subspace network, his mind was filled with a pricking fatigue from the intense and continuous combat.

This is a normal reaction to excessive mental exertion.

Without the slightest hesitation, he took out a dreamlike azure-blue potion encapsulated within a transparent transistor from his subspace bracelet.

[Superior Type II Mental Strength Restoration Potion]

He unscrewed the bottle cap and drank the blue liquid, which shone like stars, in one gulp.

A cool, clear, warm current slid down his throat into his stomach, then transformed into invisible, gentle energy that surged straight into his sea of ​​consciousness.

The fatigue and stinging sensation caused by excessive mental exertion were quickly relieved and restored under the nourishment of this energy, like parched land being irrigated by spring rain.

Just half an hour later, his spirit returned to its peak state, and even slightly strengthened due to the principle of "limit-recovery".

Without a moment's rest, Qin Feng sat cross-legged again, his mind focused, and began his morning cultivation—to improve his vitality index.

The powerful spiritual energy once again shook the golden, radiant "Supreme Yuan Aperture" in his chest.

The pure psychic energy tides washed over his body in endless cycles.

The vitality index is slowly but steadily climbing at a speed that is hard for outsiders to imagine.

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From that day on, Qin Feng's life entered a near-rigid, ascetic cycle.

Day after day, week after week.

His time was precisely divided into three parts, each with a clear and pure goal.

In the morning, he would stay in the absolutely silent "Void Stone" meditation room, single-mindedly activating the power of his primordial energy points to cleanse his physical body and enhance his vital energy.

The number representing the foundation of his strength was steadily increasing at an alarming rate of 10 points per day.

In the afternoon, he would appear on time in the bustling and lively combat area.

He, Long Yu, Nisang, and Ning Jing formed a fixed training team, like four tireless sponges, frantically absorbing all the combat experience they could learn.

They exchanged tips, dissected each other's fighting styles, and pointed out each other's weaknesses without reservation.

They also took turns challenging all sorts of opponents within the battle group, from seasoned veterans who practiced common killing techniques to eccentric geniuses who wielded unorthodox and bizarre weapons.

For Qin Feng, every battle was a valuable learning experience.

He was not only honing his increasingly proficient "Heavy Gun" technique, but also building a vast "database of opponents" in his mind.

He silently memorized the characteristics of each killing method, the attack patterns of each weapon, and the subtle differences in each aggregation of mental power and psychic energy.

As for the night, it belongs entirely to the Imperial Arena.

In that virtual yet incredibly real world of bloodshed, he could recklessly throw everything he had learned during the day into the most brutal life-or-death battles.

He held nothing back anymore; every shot he fired was solely for the purpose of killing his opponent.

His spirit was tempered and made more resilient and pure through repeated battles that pushed him to the brink of his limits.

Time always seems to fly by for those who are immersed in intense spiritual practice.

Qin Feng's life is devoid of entertainment, social interaction, and even extra sleep.

His only companions were the monotonous growth of data, the clash of weapons, and the heartfelt satisfaction that came with each improvement in strength.

His "Heavy Spear" was also improving at an alarming speed under this abnormal intensity of training.

From being completely clueless at first, to gradually mastering the knack.

From struggling to draw upon spiritual power to being able to stably construct a "spiritual power-psychic energy aggregation".

From only occasionally managing to successfully incorporate aggregation into his moves, to each shot carrying the unique charm of a level four killing technique.

His proficiency level panel was skyrocketing at an alarming rate of 5 to 10 points per day.

Beginner, minor progress...

Those hurdles that would take an ordinary level six martial artist years or even decades to overcome seemed to exist in his presence as if they did not exist.

And just like that, a month passed quietly.

……

One month later, in the afternoon, in the Fearless Zone, the combat zone.

It was still that familiar alloy arena, etched with countless battle marks.

Qin Feng and Wan Kun stood facing each other again after a month.

Sunlight streamed through the dome, bathing the two of them.

Qin Feng still held a standard-issue long spear, wore light armor, and stood tall and straight like a pine tree.

But compared to a month ago, his entire demeanor has undergone a dramatic change.

If he was a rough gem with boundless potential, his brilliance was concealed;

At this moment, he is like a peerless divine weapon that has already been sharpened. Even if he just stands there quietly, his sharpness, which seems to be able to pierce the sky, makes people dare not look directly at him.

Wan Kun, standing opposite him, still held that heavy, black staff, his aura as steady as a mountain.

But the ease he once showed when facing newcomers was gone from his face; instead, there was an unprecedented solemnity.

He had witnessed Qin Feng's "lightning-fast" progress over the past month.

Almost every day, he could see Qin Feng in the combat zone.

He also witnessed firsthand how Qin Feng's marksmanship transformed from a "novice" who couldn't even stably guide his mental energy into someone so...unfathomable in just thirty days.

"Brother Qin Feng, please."

Wan Kun held his staff in both hands and solemnly bowed to Qin Feng in a martial arts salute.

"Senior Wan, please."

Qin Feng returned the salute with his gun.

No unnecessary nonsense.

The second battle between the two is about to begin, under the watchful eyes of countless people below the arena.

Everyone wanted to know just how terrifyingly the monster rookie known as "Qin Beast" had grown after a month of intensive training!

(End of this chapter)