High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 70 3 wins and 40 loss

Inside the cafeteria, Qin Feng quickly finished his Grade C nutritious meal.

The impact of his match against Sun He was far greater than any of his previous ranking matches.

It was a comprehensive, suffocating gap.

Instead of returning to his dormitory to rest, he turned around and went back to the Class A Martial Arts Room, his consciousness entering the private domain of the Imperial Arena.

He planned to devote the entire afternoon to the battle in the private domain.

Without the slightest hesitation, he clicked "Start Matching".

As the light and shadow shifted, a new opponent appeared opposite him.

A burly old man wielding a giant axe, with a vitality index of 16.5.

The moment the battle began, the opponent made no attempt to probe. He took a step forward, and the ground seemed to tremble. He was like an out-of-control heavy truck, carrying unparalleled power, and brought his axe down on the ground.

Qin Feng's pupils contracted sharply, and he pushed his "Swimming Dragon" movement to its limit, narrowly sliding to the side.

However, the intense wind pressure generated by the axe blade still caused his armor to emit a piercing wail.

He tried to use his speed to move around and find an opening.

But faced with absolute power and a significantly higher vitality index, all his skills seemed pale and powerless.

The opponent's axe technique was wide and sweeping, yet flawless, each strike sealing off all his escape routes.

Eight seconds later, Qin Feng was struck by an axe and flew out like a kite with a broken string, losing the match.

【End of battle】

[Points - 1]

He was not discouraged and immediately started the second round.

This time, the opponent is a female student with unpredictable movements and wields dual swords. Her vitality index is 15.9, and her killing technique is also at the peak of its level.

Her attacks were like mercury flowing freely, penetrating everywhere. Qin Feng's advantage with his spear was completely rendered useless, and he was constantly restrained in close combat.

He held out for nineteen seconds before his throat was slashed by the twin blades, and he was defeated once again.

【End of battle】

[Points - 1]

The third match, the fourth match, the fifth match...

All afternoon, Qin Feng was like a piece of stubborn iron thrown into a furnace, enduring frantic beatings from all directions, far exceeding his own limits.

His opponents were almost all senior high school students. Their vitality index ranged from a minimum of 15.0 to a maximum of nearly 20.0.

In the realm of killing techniques, mastery is merely the beginning; he even encountered a monster who had cultivated the "Wind Tremor Fist Technique" to perfection.

In front of that senior, Qin Feng felt as if he were facing an insurmountable wall.

The opponent's boxing style had returned to its original simplicity, with each move perfectly in accordance with the principles of physics, without any superfluous actions.

His proud skills, such as "Light Chasing Shadow" and "A Thousand Armies Repel," crumbled under the seemingly ordinary punch of his opponent.

In that battle, he was instantly killed.

Of course, he wasn't without any victories.

After suffering more than a dozen consecutive defeats, the system seemed to finally "take pity" on him and matched him with Shi Potian.

Shi Potian had been training hard, but unfortunately he was still some distance behind Qin Feng.

Qin Feng used the move "Thousands of Troops Repel" to deflect the opponent's longsword, then thrust his spear out like a dragon, striking the opponent's chest and ending the battle instantly.

【Battle Victory】

[Points +3]

After that, I was matched with two more freshmen, and I won both of them easily.

If it's a senior student's turn, Qin Feng will be enraged.

In one afternoon, he participated in a total of forty-three high-intensity matches.

Their record is a dismal 3 wins and 40 losses.

His private domain score reached -31 points. In those three victories, his opponents were all, without exception, newly promoted newcomers like himself.

He had no victories against any of the senior students.

But in stark contrast to his dismal record, his proficiency in killing techniques skyrocketed.

[Proficiency in "Thousand Armies Spear" +215]

This number shocked even himself.

This is more proficiency he gained from playing ranked matches all day in the Imperial Arena!
Qin Feng quickly figured out the key to it.

In order to ensure fairness, the health index of both sides in the Imperial Arena ranking matches will be locked at the same level.

The opponents I was matched with were mostly of similar skill levels.

It feels like "meeting a worthy opponent" or "two equally skilled chess players playing against each other on the chessboard." Although you can improve through the game, the pressure is always manageable.

Unless you encounter those "rank-climbing kids" whose skill level is far below your actual ability, you won't experience the extreme pressure of being crushed.

However, the private domain of Qiming No.1 High School is different.

This is a dark forest where nothing is fair and the strong prey on the weak.

Not locking the vitality index means that there is a huge gap in all the basic physical qualities, such as strength, speed, defense, and reaction.

Their killing techniques are worlds apart.

Qin Feng will face opponents who surpass him in strength, speed, and skill.

He can no longer calmly strategize, probe, and look for weaknesses, just like he does in a qualifying match.

All he could do was strain his mind to the limit, rack his brains, and try to anticipate his opponent's attacks, to figure out how to change his moves with minimal cost, how to use the opponent's strength to deflect force, and how to use the "Swimming Dragon" movement technique to find a glimmer of hope amidst the raging storm of attacks.

What Qin Feng is pursuing is no longer victory.

Instead, it's about holding on for even just one, two, or three more seconds under the guidance of these formidable veterans!
Every successful parry, every near-miss, every counter-attack opportunity created from a desperate situation—all these were like profound imprints, deeply etched into his fighting instincts.

Only under immense pressure can rapid improvement be achieved.

Of course, this improvement comes at a huge cost.

When Qin Feng exited the subspace network, he felt a sudden dizziness.

His body was not tired, but mentally he felt an unprecedented sense of weakness, as if he had been completely drained.

This is even more tiring than playing 24 consecutive qualifying matches.

"correct."

"Lower-level mental energy recovery potion."

Qin Feng remembered that his C-level contract contained a lower-level mental energy recovery potion. His mentor, Gu Yue, had told him that it could be used to recover mental energy after high-intensity ranking matches in the Imperial Arena.

Isn't now the perfect time?

Qin Feng returned to his dormitory, took a lower-level mental energy recovery potion, and silently swallowed it.

A refreshing stream flowed into his mind, relieving his weary consciousness.

Soon, Qin Feng felt refreshed and invigorated.

"It should last for about half a month."

Qin Feng's eyes lit up.

Then he can engage in a fierce battle in his private domain.

The medicine is administered once a month, but he didn't use it last month. He used one dose and has one left.

"Let's work harder and strive to reach the top 10,000 in the private domain points ranking for Grade 11 students within a month!"

"come on!"

Qin Feng calculated his progress and felt that it was very possible to reach the top 10,000 within a month.

Even if he has to participate in the Qiming School League, it won't interfere with his private practice.