High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 87 The New King of Enlightenment

On the arena, blood was everywhere.

Qin Feng stood quietly, his completely useless left hand hanging at his side, a bloody mess that looked horrifying.

But his overall demeanor remained extraordinary; his posture was as straight as a spear, like an unshakeable mountain.

Lei Yi, lying in the distance, leaned against the energy shield at the edge of the arena, panting heavily, blood gushing from the wounds on his mouth and shoulder blade.

He looked at Qin Feng, and in his eyes, which were somewhat unfocused due to blood loss, there was no resentment, only a deep admiration and emotion from the bottom of his heart.

"When it comes to life-or-death battles... your experience... far surpasses mine."

Lei Yi coughed up a mouthful of blood and continued in a hoarse voice, "That kind of response just now... you... you must have used it several times, maybe even dozens of times."

Qin Feng nodded slightly and calmly replied, "That's right."

"I've seen a lot of reckless fighting styles, especially those that involve trading injury for close combat, like using the gun barrel to get close. Over time, I've naturally developed countermeasures."

In virtual battles, everyone is willing to trade blows.

Qin Feng had experienced this kind of predicament—being blocked by the enemy's spear and forced into close range—too many times, and he had even experienced being approached by a short stick and a sliding spear once, firsthand, from Sun He.

This counterattack technique, which involves deflecting force with a spear and exchanging injury for a move, is the optimal solution that Qin Feng summarized after countless failures.

If an opponent blocks the spear in an attempt to close the distance, the best way is to flick the spear to make it instantly lift off the ground.

Such a sudden, instantaneous thrust of the spear is something the opponent would never expect, leaving them no time to react and momentarily distracted, causing their core to collapse and their power to become fragmented. Although it was unexpected, that momentary loss of power was enough to determine life or death.

"I lost."

"Be convinced."

Lei Yi struggled to stand up, but ultimately failed. Relying on his energy shield, he gave an imperial military salute in Qin Feng's direction.

Qin Feng returned the greeting as a sign of respect.

The referee took a deep breath, recovering from the shock of the brutal battle.

He used all his strength to announce loudly:
"The winner of this match is Qin Feng from Qiming No. 1 Martial Arts High School!"

"He is also the champion of this year's Rising Star Intercollegiate League Freshman Competition!"

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

Immediately, an unprecedented, volcanic eruption-like roar and tsunami erupted!
Cheers, applause, and shouts converged into a soaring wave of sound that almost lifted the dome of the "Crown of the Arctic"!
Qin Feng gripped the blood-stained spear tightly in one hand, while returning the salute with his other, mangled left hand.

In the scene where Lei Yi is half-lying in the corner of the blood-soaked arena, struggling to give an imperial military salute, the two show mutual respect, separated by the blood-soaked arena.

The medical team members had just rushed onto the stage and were running towards the two men who were about to be bathed in blood.

Meanwhile, the referee was shouting at the top of his lungs.

The camera freezes on this moment.

This poster was later used multiple times as a promotional cover by the "Qiming Observation" organization.
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The brief silence of the "Arctic Crown" arena was finally broken when Qin Feng and Lei Yi were carried off the stage by the medical team as quickly as possible.

The atmosphere did not calm down after the battle ended; instead, it exploded as if a furnace had been thrown into a flammable furnace!
The deafening roar nearly shattered the simulated galaxy. "The Rising Star! A new legend is born today!"

"Incredible! That battle was an art! Both were advanced killing techniques, but Qin Feng's spear technique was clearly a level above Lei Yi's staff technique! Lei Yi had only just entered the advanced stage and his foundation was not yet stable, while Qin Feng's every move was smooth and effortless, and he was probably close to touching the threshold of 'perfection'!"

"It's more than just a difference in skill level! Didn't you see that last move? Lei Yi was trading injury for injury, risking his life! And what happened? Qin Feng countered it in a more ruthless, more experienced way that I can't even comprehend! That reaction speed and combat intelligence are nothing like that of a first-year high school student!"

"This guy is definitely a madman who spends all his time in the Imperial Arena! Only in a place like that can such terrifying combat instincts be honed!"

The audience's comments accurately touched upon the core of the issue.

The Imperial Arena, that vast virtual network built in the warp dimension, simulates combat, yet the experience it provides is indistinguishable from reality. Pain, fatigue, exhaustion, and even the instantaneous experience of death are all fed back to the user's mind with 100% fidelity.

This immense mental burden is something that ordinary people would find difficult to bear.

Therefore, high schools like Qiming No. 1 High School and Xinghe Military Affiliated High School, which employ brutal militarized GPA management, do not allow students to use their family resources, and believe that there is no way out without working hard, force their students to frantically throw themselves into the Imperial Arena, fighting bloody battles to obtain the initial 50 huge GPA points needed to advance to the C-level contract.

As for most other students at Martial Arts Academy, especially those geniuses who receive family support, they have a more comfortable and safer way of cultivating.

For them, the Imperial Arena was more of a platform for occasional experience and skill exchange. They would play a dozen or so matches a day, but the intense mental impact and painful experience would create a strong sense of resistance.

They simply couldn't comprehend the madness of the students at Qiming No. 1 High School.

The top floor of the viewing tower.

The atmosphere here is just as lively.

Professor Gu Yue remained calm and composed, stroking his beard with an irrepressible smile on his face, his eyes filled with satisfaction and pride.

The disciple he had high hopes for ultimately did not disappoint him.

The teachers from other schools were still showing signs of shock.

Although the instructors at Tian Shu Martial Arts High School felt sorry for Lei Yi's defeat, they were also very satisfied with their disciple's outstanding performance of daring to fight to the death.

The other mentors gathered around, congratulating Professor Gu Yue with a hint of envy and even a touch of sourness.

"Old Gu, congratulations! Qiming No. 1 High School has produced another outstanding talent!"

"Yes, this year's Rookie of the Year award is the most prestigious in the last ten years! The duel between two monsters with mastered killing techniques is truly an eye-opener for us!"

"Now we finally understand. No wonder Lord Zhou specifically asked about Qin Feng. It turns out this kid is a terrifying character who is hiding his true strength!"

Amidst a chorus of congratulations, Instructor Gu Yue was grinning from ear to ear.

"Where."

Gu Yue, the instructor, stroked his beard and said in a pretentious manner, "This kid still needs to be trained. He has not yet reached the standards that Qiyi High School has for its students. He has a long way to go."

This remark drew a few eye rolls.

Gu Yue, the mentor, thoroughly enjoyed it.

(End of this chapter)