High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 29 Green-skinned Kid
The next morning, as dawn broke.

All the students in Class 3 of Grade 11 gathered in the class's martial arts room on time.

Unlike the usual free practice, today's atmosphere was exceptionally solemn and heavy.

Fifty-seven freshmen, all dressed in black combat uniforms that allowed for easy movement, stood quietly in their dormitories, awaiting their first practical lesson since entering university.

The door to the martial arts room slid open silently.

The figure of homeroom teacher Wu Shangfeng appeared at the door.

The moment he stepped into the classroom, an overwhelming and suffocating pressure, like an invisible tide, instantly swept across the entire space.

He simply stood there calmly, but the air around him seemed to thicken, and even with the naked eye, wisps of pale golden psionic energy, like tiny arcs of electricity, rose and fell in the void around him, forming a miniature psionic tide.

This oppressive aura was completely different from when he spoke on the podium before.

Qin Feng's pupils contracted slightly in an instant.

He then realized that the homeroom teacher Wu Shangfeng they had seen over the past month was actually just a remotely controlled holographic projection without any energy fluctuations.

But today, the one standing here is his true form.

A true, unfathomable powerhouse.

Wu Shangfeng's gaze swept over every student present as if it were a tangible thing, and everyone's breathing unconsciously slowed down.

"Open your subspace network terminals."

His voice was deep and authoritative, devoid of any emotion, "Add my ID: [武-003]".

The students immediately raised their wrists and followed his instructions.

Qin Feng also opened his subspace panel and entered Wu Shangfeng's ID in the friend search bar.

Application submitted.

You have accepted the friend request from [Wu-003].

[Updating your attribution information...]

On his personal panel, the area information section has changed.

[Region: Canaan Galaxy - Morning Star - Qiming First Martial Arts High School - Grade 11 Class 3]

[Manager: Wu Shangfeng]

"very good."

Wu Shangfeng watched as all the students completed their tasks, then nodded. "From now on, all your actions within the subspace network will be under my supervision."

He looked around the room and began to address the main topic of the day.

"Today is your first practical lesson. Now, listen carefully to every word I say."

"In one hour, we will be transported collectively to a mining planet codenamed [gamma-7] in the border region of the Empire via the subspace teleportation network. Our mission objective is to clear an abandoned mining outpost on the planet's surface and eliminate all alien life forms within it."

"The target race for the mission is: Greenskins."

The moment the words "green skin" were uttered, many students showed complex expressions.

"Precautions." Wu Shangfeng's voice suddenly turned cold.

"First, this operation will be conducted on a dormitory-based basis. What you need to do is cooperate and look after each other. I don't want to see any form of individual heroism; that will only get you and your teammates killed faster."

"Secondly, according to intelligence, the individual vitality index of the alien life forms in this mission area does not exceed 10 points. In other words, their strength is at the same level as the standard physical qualities you are locked in in the arena. This is the training ground that the school has carefully selected for you, the most suitable for newcomers."

"Third, everyone must carry melee weapons. The use of any type of psionic firearms, power armor, or weapons of mass destruction is prohibited."

"The fourth and most important point."

Wu Shangfeng's gaze sharpened like a blade. "Accepting Imperial missions, using subspace teleportation technology to travel to mission locations, and carrying out missions—this is your primary means of earning resources after leaving school. This is real combat, so... adjust your mindset."

"On the battlefield, maintain absolute calm. Only with extreme calmness can a martial artist unleash their full strength. Any excess emotion is a deadly poison."

After Wu Shangfeng finished speaking, the entire martial arts room fell into absolute silence.

Fifty-seven students, forty-one boys and sixteen girls, held their breath at that moment.

Apart from Qin Feng and his group's special three-person dormitory, the other students were all in standard four-person rooms, silently exchanging glances with their roommates.

"Now, go to the logistics department and collect your equipment."

Wu Shangfeng waved his hand. "Level 1 light composite armor, Level 1 standard weapon. Get dressed within half an hour. Use the remaining time to adjust your mindset and search for all information about the 'Greenskins' race on the warp network. Make thorough preparations."

"Disband."

As soon as the words were spoken, the students immediately sprang into action, quickly heading towards the equipment depot at the back of the classroom.

Qin Feng followed the crowd and received a set of well-fitting black lightweight armor and a three-meter-long standard alloy rifle, identical in specifications to the one he usually used in training.

He donned his armor, slung his spear over his shoulder, returned to his seat, and accessed the subspace network's database.

He sat with Qian Duoduo and Shi Potian, and the three of them simultaneously typed "green skin" into the search bar.

A massive amount of data emerged instantly.

"Damn, this thing is really ugly."

Qian Duoduo looked at the green 3D image that popped up on the screen and couldn't help but complain.

It was a bipedal humanoid creature with dirty green skin, a stout build, bulging muscles, a large head, a protruding jaw, a mouthful of fangs, and eyes filled with primal, chaotic savagery.

"The green skin is a type of fungus."

"Like the human race, they are one of the most powerful races in the universe."

Shi Potian said in a low voice, "They don't have a fixed social structure. They form temporary tribes or war gangs based on the unique mental force field of 'WAAAGH!'. Their technology is very rudimentary and crude. They rely on their racial talent 'I think power' to hammer a pile of scrap metal into weapons that can fire and explode."

"My power of thought?"

Qian Duoduo looked completely bewildered. "What is this thing?"

"A kind of idealistic, irrational psionic phenomenon."

Looking at the data, Qin Feng interjected, "Simply put, as long as enough greens genuinely believe that this pile of metal can fire a gun, then it really can fire a gun. Even if it doesn't even have a trigger."

“This is too much!”

Qian Duoduo's eyes widened: "High-level martial artists also cultivate spiritual power and use spiritual energy, but they simply cannot think out of thin air like this..."

"That's why I say they are the number one scourge in the universe."

Shi Potian continued, "Their method of reproduction is through the dispersal of spores. When a green spore dies, its body decomposes and releases hundreds of millions of spores in a short period of time. As long as the environment is suitable, these spores can quickly take root and sprout, growing into new green spores. This means that they are almost impossible to eradicate."

"So, in other words, our mission this time is not only to kill them all, but also to properly dispose of their corpses?"

"Qian Duoduo asked."

"It wasn't mentioned in the mission briefing, so we shouldn't need to handle it."

Qin Feng pointed to another piece of information, "Look here. The individual strength of green-skinned creatures is directly proportional to their size and skin color depth. The larger the size and the greener the skin, the stronger they are. The ones we're dealing with this time should all be the lowest-level 'kids.' They are unintelligent, fearless, and prefer to engage in close combat with crude machetes and axes."

"in conclusion."

Shi Potian turned off the light screen. "Our enemies this time are a bunch of stupid but incredibly strong and fearless beasts. Their weapons are terrible, and their tactics are practically nonexistent; they just swarm at you and fight to the death."

"It doesn't sound too difficult to deal with."

Qian Duoduo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't be careless." Shi Potian glanced at him, his tone serious. "The data says that during battle, the Greenskins secrete a special hormone due to excitement, which makes them unable to feel pain and slightly increases their strength and speed. Once they are surrounded, it will be very troublesome."

"Yes."

Qin Feng nodded. "Our advantage lies in our organization, tactics, and superior equipment. We absolutely cannot engage in a chaotic battle with them. We should utilize small teams based in dormitories to coordinate our attacks and proceed steadily."

The three quickly exchanged information and formulated preliminary tactics.

An hour passed quickly.

Wu Shangfeng reappeared at the podium.

"time up."

"All of them."

"Connect to the subspace teleportation network. Target: Gamma-7. Proceed!"

Wu Shangfeng's voice fell in the silent martial arts room, like a general issuing a general's order to launch an all-out attack.

He raised his left wrist, on which he wore a dark gold wrist-mounted terminal that was completely different from the students', with a more antique and heavy design.

He stretched out his right hand and gently tapped the screen of the terminal.

hum-

A surge of spiritual energy, far more powerful and vast than when the students activated their passes, erupted from Wu Shangfeng's center and spread outwards.

The entire floor of the martial arts room, those usually inconspicuous metal floors, seemed to come alive at this moment.

The invisible energy circuits engraved inside were instantly activated, illuminating a dazzling silver light.

These rays of light, like a surging river, converged from all sides of the classroom toward the center.

In just a few seconds, a huge circular teleportation array with a diameter of over twenty meters, composed of countless complex and mysterious runes, slowly appeared and took shape in the center of the classroom.

At the center of the magic circle, space began to visibly distort, like ripples spreading across a calm lake after a stone has been thrown in.

A profound and vast aura, emanating from a distant dimension and beyond human comprehension, permeated from the center of that distorted space.

At the same time, all the students in Class 3 of Grade 1 issued a crisp notification sound on their subspace network terminals.

Qin Feng looked down and saw an invitation notification sent by Wu Shangfeng pop up on his screen.

Your manager, [Wu-003], invites you to join the team teleportation sequence.

【Destination: Planet Gamma-7 (Imperial Frontier Exploration Zone)】

[Transmission method: Subspace network targeted delivery]

【agree or not? 】

"Everyone is welcome; invitations accepted."

Wu Shangfeng's voice rang out again, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

Without the slightest hesitation, the students pressed the "agree" option on their own devices.

The moment Qin Feng pressed the "agree" button, he felt an invisible, subtle connection being established between the terminal on his wrist and the huge teleportation array in the center of the classroom.

A thin silver ray of light shot out from his terminal and connected to the edge of the teleportation array.

The same scene unfolded for the other fifty-six students.

Fifty-seven strands of light, like a spider web, tightly connected all the students to the teleportation array.

"Stand still."

Wu Shangfeng's voice seemed to come from a very distant place, carrying a slightly blurry and distorted quality.

The next second, the distorted space in the center of the teleportation array suddenly collapsed inward, forming a bottomless vortex that emitted colorful light.

An irresistible, immense suction force emanated from the vortex.

Qin Feng felt a blur before his eyes, and the entire world, along with time and space, was completely overturned, shattered, and reassembled in that instant.

His consciousness seemed to be forcibly ripped from his body and thrown into a bizarre tunnel composed of countless chaotic colors and fragmented light and shadow.

The indescribable sense of speed made him lose all perception of up, down, left, and right.

Countless strange, malicious murmurs echoed wildly in the depths of his mind, like maggots clinging to his bones.

His body felt as if it were being frantically pulled and torn apart in all directions by countless invisible hands.

I don't know how long this dizzying, soul-crushing feeling lasted.

Perhaps it will be a century, or perhaps it will be just a moment.

Just as that tearing sensation reached its peak, everything came to an abrupt end.

Qin Feng suddenly opened his eyes and found himself standing on a solid, dark red ground.

He was breathing heavily, his hand instinctively pressing against his forehead, trying to alleviate the intense dizziness that still lingered in his mind.

He looked around and found himself in a completely unfamiliar world.

The sky was a murky, sickly orange-yellow, with neither sun nor clouds visible. Two moons of different sizes, dark purple in color, hung silently in the sky like two enormous, lifeless eyeballs.

The air was filled with a strong, pungent odor, a mixture of sulfur, rust, and some unknown putrefactive substance.

The land beneath my feet was a barren, dark red Gobi Desert.

There was no vegetation in sight, only jagged rocks and huge, beast-like metal remains scattered everywhere.

In the distance, several abandoned, enormous mineral refining towers, like silent steel giants, stand rusted on the horizon, adding a touch of apocalyptic desolation to this lifeless world.

Numerous miners' corpses were scattered around the refining tower.

This is the planet Gamma-7.

A mining area located on the border of the empire, which still has some value.

Beside him, Qian Duoduo was supporting her knees, her face pale, and she was gagging incessantly.

"I...I swear...this teleportation feels so...unpleasant...so awful..."

On the other side, Shi Potian was in a slightly better situation.

Although his face was also somewhat pale, he still stood upright, but his brows were tightly furrowed, clearly trying his best to adapt to the aftereffects of the teleportation.

The situation was similar for most of the other students.

Many people, like Qian Duoduo, slumped on the ground, looking utterly pathetic.

Only the homeroom teacher, Wu Shangfeng, remained calm and composed.

He seemed completely unaffected by the subspace teleportation, his sharp eyes scanning the surrounding environment warily.

"Everyone stand up!"

His voice, like a thunderclap, exploded in everyone's ears.

"This is a battlefield, not your playground! These few seconds after teleportation are when you are most vulnerable and most easily ambushed by the enemy! Immediately adjust your status, check your equipment, and remain vigilant!"

Startled by his shout, the students jolted awake, and despite their discomfort, struggled to their feet and picked up their weapons.

Qin Feng also gripped the alloy spear tightly in his hand. The cold touch quickly brought his somewhat confused mind back to clarity.

(End of this chapter)