High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 49 The Terror of Progress

The afternoon sun streamed through the tall floor-to-ceiling windows of the martial arts room, casting a warm glow.

Qin Feng's figure flashed and shifted constantly in the halo of light.

He once again entered that wonderful state known as "flow".

The whole world seemed to quiet down.

The noise and disturbances from the outside world are completely isolated by an invisible barrier.

In his mind, there were only the standard movements of the "Imperial Body Forging Method" and the ultimate control over his muscles, tendons, bones, and blood.

Every exertion of force, every breath, achieves perfect harmony and unity with the rhythm of the body.

The immense energy of the intermediate-grade psionic potion circulated smoothly and efficiently within his body, like the most precise fuel, continuously providing power to his high-speed cultivation machine.

He was highly focused, yet incredibly relaxed.

In this state, time seems to lose its meaning.

Before we knew it, an afternoon had quietly slipped away.

It wasn't until the digital clock on the wall pointed to 7:30 PM that Qin Feng slowly finished his practice and withdrew from that state of "flow" where he had completely forgotten himself.

He exhaled a long, hot breath of white air, which condensed into a straight arrow in the cool air, lingering for a long time, demonstrating the abundance and refinement of his spiritual energy at that moment.

An unprecedented, powerful feeling filled his entire body.

He could clearly feel that his body had undergone tremendous changes since the day before.

Qin Feng raised his hand, brought up his system panel, and simultaneously activated the body data monitoring function on the wrist terminal.

Two beams of light floated side by side in front of him.

Name: Qin Feng
Vitality Index: 3.42
[Martial Artist Level]: Level 1 Martial Artist

[Refining Technique]:
Imperial Body Forging Technique (Minor Success)

[Proficiency]: 618 / 1000
[Effect]: At the current level, passively increases vitality index by 0.001 points per hour.

Emperor Meditation (Beginner)

[Proficiency]: 0 / 100
[Effect]: Nail of Favor x1: Your speed of practicing meditation is slightly increased.

[Method of Killing]:
Thousand-Army Spear (Minor Completion)

[Proficiency]: 489 / 1000
[Mastered the killer move]: A thousand armies flee in terror.
Real-time body data

Name: Qin Feng
Vitality Index: 3.42
Looking at the crystal-clear data on the screen, Qin Feng gained a direct understanding of his improvement speed.

In just one day, with the support of top-tier resources, his proficiency in body tempering techniques surged by 200 points.

The vitality index also steadily increased by 0.21, and it is estimated that it will increase even more after a nap.

Considering the "positive feedback acceleration" effect of increasing strength and absorption efficiency, the vitality index can be easily piled up to 10.0 within a month.

This rate of progress is truly astonishing.

In the days that followed, Qin Feng's task was to repeat this monotonous yet highly effective practice day after day.

First, raise the vitality index to 10.0, and then continue to hone your skills relentlessly, pushing your strength to its absolute limit before the start of the Qiming League.

"If it's just a D-level contract, a D-level energy meal, and two basic psionic potions every month, the recovery speed will be ten times slower."

"Relying solely on passive skills, it would take six months to reach 10.0."

"Now that resources have been replenished, it can be upgraded to 10.0 in a month. That's the power of resources."

Qin Feng sighed.

Having realized the importance of resources, he must achieve a good ranking in the upcoming Qiming High School League and strive for a B-level contract!
...By 8 p.m., there were far fewer people in the cafeteria.

Qin Feng, Qian Duoduo, and Shi Potian each held a plate and sat in their familiar seats.

While enjoying his C-grade nutritional meal, Qin Feng opened his wrist terminal, preparing to follow Qian Duoduo's suggestion and browse the legendary "campus forum".

However, as soon as he connected to the subspace network, a series of rapid "beep beep beep" notification sounds began to ring frantically on his terminal.

User "Sword Dance Allure" has requested to add you as a friend.

User "狂刀李" has requested to add you as a friend.

User "司空曜" has requested to add you as a friend.

【…】

In just one afternoon, his friend request list had accumulated to nearly a hundred.

He opened the application list and glanced at it briefly.

These people have all sorts of IDs, but without exception, their profile pages all indicate the same place of origin—Qiming First Martial Arts High School.

A hint of doubt appeared on Qin Feng's face.

"what happened?"

Qian Duoduo leaned over and glanced at the densely packed friend requests on his screen, then burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, I knew this would happen!"

He said gloatingly, "Qin Feng, the news that you got the C-level contract has become a hot topic on the campus forum! After you left at noon, someone uploaded a video of you getting lunch, and now that post has over 10,000 replies!"

"Now, the whole school knows that a monster has emerged in the first year of high school who got a C-level contract after only a little over a month of enrollment. Most of the people who added you as a friend want to spar with you in the Imperial Arena and see your strength. Of course, these guys are definitely not convinced."

Qian Duoduo chuckled, "After all, your simulated combat score is almost 300 points higher than the second place, which is unbelievable to many people. They won't believe it unless they play a match with you themselves."

"A bunch of energetic guys."

Shi Potian, standing to the side, also smiled, a rare occurrence, and commented: "Your 500 points are because the maximum score is only 500. And their 200-plus points are because their ability is only worthy of 200-plus points. They won't understand the difference until they fight a match."

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng simply shook his head.

He reached out and swiped his hand across the light screen.

[Reject all friend requests with one click]

【confirm】

Hundreds of friend requests were cleared in an instant.

He doesn't have the time or energy to deal with these challenges or to prove anything to others.

Is it useful to him?

Useless.

His time is incredibly precious right now.

Every minute and every second must be used to improve one's own abilities.

He needs to seize every second to push his skills to their peak before the Qiming League begins, strive for a good ranking, obtain the generous performance points reward, and then be promoted to a B-level contract.

This is the only way for him to snowball his resources and leave everyone else far behind.

What do other people's opinions and challenges have to do with him?
The strong never need to prove themselves to the weak.

Qin Feng felt this was his strength; he could clearly know what he needed most right now, thus distinguishing between primary and secondary needs and making the most correct decision.

(End of this chapter)