High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 50 Level Two Martial Artist

Time is the fairest and most ruthless measure in the universe.

For martial artists immersed in rigorous training, it passes by silently, yet leaves a deep imprint on every inch of their bodies.

In the blink of an eye, another month has passed quietly.

Night is deep.

The private public martial arts room of Class 3, Grade 1 at Qiming No. 1 Martial Arts High School was brightly lit.

Amidst the bustling scene, Qin Feng sat cross-legged in a corner.

With eyes closed and breathing long and steady, he was like an unchanging statue, blending into the surrounding tranquility.

He wasn't meditating, but rather quietly feeling the improvement within his body.

The immense energy of the last bottle of intermediate-level psionic potion and the gentle medicinal power of the last intermediate-level physical repair bath are now intertwined, like the most skilled craftsman performing the final and most perfect polishing and reshaping of every muscle, every bone, and even every cell of his body.

In his view, the numbers that represent the essence of life are making their final and most crucial sprint.

9.998...

9.999...

At this moment, time seems to be infinitely stretched.

Finally, amidst the convergence and sublimation of countless warm energy currents, the invisible barrier that bound the leap in life levels was shattered with a deafening roar!
Vitality Index: 10.00

Vitality Index: 10.01

Become!

……

This month was the most tedious yet fulfilling month Qin Feng had ever experienced since birth.

He rigorously implemented his own cruel training plan, squeezing every last drop of energy to its limit.

His daily training in the extreme body tempering method, lasting more than thirteen hours, repeatedly put his physical body on the verge of collapse and rebirth.

The massive and continuous supply of top-tier resources provided by the C-level contract offered the most solid and reliable guarantee for this crazy transformation.

His gains were enormous, enough to make any of his peers feel despair.

Qin Feng brought up his system panel, where the results of his month of hard work were clearly displayed.

Name: Qin Feng
Vitality Index: 10.01
[Martial Artist Level]: Level 2 Martial Artist

[Refining Technique]:
Basic Imperial Body Forging Technique (Perfected)

[Proficiency]: 10000 / 10000
[Effect]: At the current level, passively increases vitality index by 0.001 points per hour. Body recovery speed and energy absorption efficiency are slightly improved.

Emperor Meditation (Beginner)

[Proficiency]: 12 / 100
[Effect]: Nail of Favor x1: Your speed of practicing meditation is slightly increased.

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

[Proficiency]: 992 / 1000
[Mastered the killer move]: A thousand armies flee in terror.
First is the "Imperial Body Forging Method".

With the accumulation of massive resources and relentless, cost-nothing training, he managed to complete in just one month the journey that would normally take ordinary people several years or even more than a decade.

Proficiency, starting from just over four hundred points, soared all the way up, crossing the gap between "minor success" and "major success," and finally broke through the ten thousand point mark, reaching the ultimate limit that the technique could achieve—perfection.

Correspondingly, his vitality index soared from 3.42 a month ago, eventually breaking through the 10.0 mark to reach 10.01, officially entering the realm of a level two martial artist.

In addition, there is a passive effect: the Vitality Index increases by 0.001 per hour. The numerical value does not change, but the Vitality Index represents physical strength. Now that Qin Feng has reached the second level of martial artist, each unit increase in Vitality Index represents a significant improvement in his physical strength.

The passive effects that increase recovery speed and energy absorption efficiency are also very useful; this is the most basic and valuable "talent" of a martial artist.

As for his appearance, Qin Feng's height increased by five centimeters during this month of bone development, reaching 1.85 meters.

His physique was no longer that of a thin young boy, but had become upright and well-proportioned, full of fluid power.

His face was resolute, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and he had shed his previous naivety.

His overall physical condition, whether it is strength, speed, endurance and recovery, is several times better than it was a month ago!
Secondly, there is his "A Thousand Armies".

Although he devoted 90% of his energy to practicing the body-strengthening method during this month.

But the ten high-intensity ranked matches in the Imperial Arena every day without fail, and the meticulous post-match analysis, have continued to steadily improve his marksmanship.

[Imperial Arena Data]:
[ID]: Qin

[Rank]: First Rank

[Ranking Record]: 182 wins, 151 losses

Points: 131
In one month, he played a total of more than 330 qualifying matches.

After an initial surge, the win rate eventually stabilized at around 55%.

The points have also fluctuated from the initial 100 points to the current 131 points.

This is Qin Feng's current limit; over 300 matches is already quite a lot and is sufficient to represent his performance data.

When he was matched with "locals" in the same skill range, the game was exhilarating, with back-and-forth exchanges, a true clash of equals. If he encountered a player aiming to climb the ranks, he would undoubtedly be crushed. However, he rarely encountered such players; in over 300 matches, he only encountered them two or three times, and all of those encounters occurred during winning streaks.

Qin Feng speculated that as long as they had a winning streak, they would be judged as having improved in strength and would need to be matched with stronger opponents.

Perhaps this is one of the mechanics of the Imperial Arena.

As for marksmanship proficiency, the increase has been quite rapid, rising from over 400 points to the current 992 points.

He is only one step away from the next stage, "Great Completion".

"Flash of light and shadow..."

Qin Feng could clearly feel that the killing move, which was based on extreme speed and penetrating power, had been brewing in his mind. He only needed a suitable opportunity and a sudden enlightenment to master it completely.

Finally, there is the "Emperor's Meditation Method".

His consistent practice of spending half an hour before bed each day allowed his proficiency to slowly increase by 12 o'clock.

Although he was still far from reaching the minor mastery level of 100 points, this constant honing of his mental strength made his will increasingly resilient and pure.

After summarizing his tremendous gains over the past month, Qin Feng stood up from the ground and left the public martial arts room.

Back in the dormitory, Qian Duoduo and Shi Potian were already resting in their respective rooms.

Qin Feng didn't disturb them. He returned to his room, turned on his wrist terminal, and dialed home. The screen lit up, and the familiar faces of his father, Qin Dahai, and his uncle, Wang Ming, appeared simultaneously.

They seemed to be having a meal together, with several simple home-style dishes on the table, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere.

"Dad, Uncle."

Qin Feng greeted him with a smile.

"Xiaofeng!"

When his uncle Wang Ming saw him, he immediately put down his chopsticks, his face beaming with barely suppressed excitement. "Your call came at just the right time! I was just about to tell you the good news!"

"Uncle, did you pass the designer certificate exam?"

Qin Feng asked.

"It's more than just passing the exam!"

Wang Ming's voice rose a few decibels as he proudly puffed out his chest. "Junior Power Armor Designer Qualification Certificate! Passed on the first try! And my mentor said I have a real talent for structural engineering! Now, I'm a full-fledged designer in the design department, and starting next month, my monthly salary will be 100,000 Imperial Coins! There will be opportunities to continue my studies at headquarters and take intermediate and advanced certification exams!"

“That’s great, Uncle.”

Qin Feng was genuinely happy for him.

"Fengzi, it's all thanks to you!"

Wang Ming sighed, "If it weren't for your hard work and getting into Qiyi High School, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to experience things I never dared to dream of before."

"This is my uncle's own talent, which was discovered by a talent scout."

Qin Feng smiled and praised him, then turned to his father, who had been watching them with a smile, and asked, "Dad, how are you feeling? Have you been experiencing that burning pain lately?"

"Much better, much better."

A relaxed smile appeared on Qin Dahai's face, and a hint of warmth appeared in his usually deep eyes.

“My job is easy now, and I just take care of myself every day. Plus, I have more money now, so I don’t need to save up resources for you anymore. You’ve had several intensive treatments at the medical center, and the results are very good. The fire poison left by the ‘Flame Demon’ is getting smaller and smaller.”

"After another two or three months of treatment, it can be completely removed, and then I can have arm regeneration done."

"..."

Upon hearing this news, Qin Feng was completely relieved.

His family's well-being is his greatest motivation to focus wholeheartedly on his studies and make great strides.

"Fengzi, how about you? How's school?"

Qin Dahai asked with concern.

"I'm fine, Dad."

Qin Feng smiled and briefly explained his progress.

"My vitality index has just broken through 10.01, which already qualifies me as a level two martial artist. The school has abundant resources, and I am making rapid progress in all aspects."

"What?! 10.01?!"

Qin Dahai and Wang Ming on the other end of the phone were both stunned, and then their faces broke into unbelievable joy.

It's only been two months!
From 3.01 when I enrolled to 10.01 now!

This speed of improvement is simply unheard of!

"Good good!"

Qin Dahai excitedly said "good" three times in a row, his eyes even slightly reddening.

"I plan to sign up for the Qimingxing Inter-School Martial Arts League at the end of next month."

Qin Feng continued.

"League! Can we watch it? Is there a live stream?"

Wang Ming immediately asked.

"Yes, I'll send you the live stream link later."

"Great!"

Qin Dahai said, "Son, we'll definitely watch your match together!"

After exchanging pleasantries with his family for a few more moments and reminding them to take care of themselves, Qin Feng finally hung up the phone.

He was just about to go wash up when his wrist-worn device beeped again.

It's a message in the class group chat for Class 3, Grade 11.

The homeroom teacher, Wu Shangfeng, tagged everyone in the group chat.

[Wu Shangfeng]: Please get some rest early tonight, as tomorrow's practical lesson will be quite challenging. Meet at 7:00 AM in the martial arts room of Class 3, Grade 11. No one is allowed to be late. @All Members
Upon seeing this message, Qin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.

He walked out of the room and knocked on the doors of Qian Duoduo and Shi Potian.

The two quickly came out, having clearly seen the notification in the group chat.

"It seems tomorrow's task will be quite challenging."

Qian Duoduo stroked his chin and analyzed, "Teacher Wu specifically notified us a day in advance and emphasized that the task was quite difficult."

"The greater the difficulty, the more GPA points will be awarded."

A glint of fighting spirit flashed in Shi Potian's eyes.

This month, he has been frantically practicing his killing techniques, and his Nine-Fold Thunder Blade has made great progress.

As for his vitality index, which had been stuck at 9.98, it was all for the sake of winning the monthly exam and securing a C-level contract. Now that there was an even more difficult task, Shi Potian was naturally excited.

"Yes, no matter what the mission is, it's always good to be fully prepared."

Qin Feng nodded. "I need to get some rest today."

The three of them discussed briefly for a while, speculating about what they might encounter tomorrow, but ultimately they had too little information to draw any conclusions.

So they stopped thinking about it and went back to their rooms to rest early.

(End of this chapter)