I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

"These ten thousand floors were actually someone else's initial floors..."

"Where did this genius come from...? Judging from his appearance, I don't even know if he's an adult yet."

“I know him. He’s from outside the entertainment circle, but he’s very famous. My little sister, who’s in elementary school, is a huge fan of his and watches his competition videos every day…”

"Luo Feng is really unlucky... The little dragon trying to cross the river encountered the true dragon that overturns the sea..."

"Vote now, quickly cast all your votes for 'like'!"

……

In the temporary rest room on each floor of the Extreme Martial Heaven Palace, Xue Jing sat in a chair, closing his eyes to rest.

"Xuan Ling, please arrange my next event as soon as possible."

He spoke.

In the Extreme Martial Arts Ascending Heaven Palace, you can ascend to the next floor after accumulating three victories. If you accumulate more than 80% of the praise votes from onlookers in all your victories, you can skip to the next floor.

If a team wins all matches in a short period of time and maintains a high percentage of praise votes, it can jump significantly in tiers.

"No problem... but are you alright?"

Xuan Ling asked, seemingly a little worried.

"Just now, when you touched Luo Feng's head, you seemed to be under some kind of mental strain..."

Xue Jing smiled and said, "Don't worry... there won't be any problems."

Seeing that he said so, Xuan Ling had no objection.

"The next match has been arranged. It will be held in arena number 096, and the opponent is..."

In this way, Xue Jing had Xuan Ling arrange opponents for him one after another for the competition.

Each time, he would instantly defeat his opponent, then reverse his flow of energy to absorb the martial arts knowledge from the opponent's mind.

After winning three matches on the 10,000th floor, he gained over 95% of the praise votes and jumped ten floors.

He spent the entire noon winning streak and absorbing knowledge...

By the afternoon, he had defeated nearly a hundred opponents. Due to his large winning streak and the high percentage of praise votes, his ranking jumped to over 15,000.

Its astonishing climbing speed has attracted the attention of countless people.

The Ultimate Martial Arts Ascend to Heaven Palace has 15736 floors.

"boom--"

With a single blow, he fell to the ground against the wall.

Xue Jing walked up to his unconscious opponent, squatted down, and placed his palm on the top of the opponent's head.

"Another blow, yet another!"

"No matter how much you try to prepare, it's useless. It's a complete and utter crushing victory from start to finish, with superior speed, power, and technique!"

"When will he finally get to a proper fight? Every fight is over in an instant, I'm so tired of it!"

"It's not Xue Jing's fault, it's just that the opponent was too weak... By the way, why does he always pat his opponent's head after a fight?"

"Perhaps it's a local custom or ritual from his hometown, something to express respect for life?"

"...I'd punch you to death, then pat your head as a sign of respect for life?"

Throughout the entire 15736 floors, with over a hundred arenas, only the arena where Xue Jing was located was packed with spectators.

Many people, upon hearing the news, became curious about this young genius who had received an A+ rating in Project One, and descended from their respective floors to follow and witness Xue Jing's ascent.

Xue Jing remained silent as always. After stepping off the stage and returning to the temporary rest room, he swayed slightly, as if he were unsteady on his feet.

Unable to stand steadily... It's unimaginable that such a thing could happen to him, which shows how bad his condition is right now.

"Xue Jing... are you really okay?"

Xuan Ling's worried voice came from beside me.

She was constantly scanning Xue Jing's physical data and detecting his mental state from the electrical signals emitted from his brain... The more she detected, the more alarmed she became.

Xue Jing's mental burden at this time had reached an unbelievable level, almost the same as that of a master who had broken through the limits of martial arts and gone mad from practicing.

She wouldn't be surprised if Xue Jing suddenly went insane and became a madman.

"It's alright... don't worry."

Xue Jing rubbed his temples with both hands for a while.

Countless martial arts knowledge collided and surged wildly in his mind... When he opened his eyes, within his field of vision, countless black stick figures were practicing all sorts of moves.

They were everywhere: on chairs, on tables, on windows, on beds...

"It's almost reached its limit."

Xue Jing thought to himself.

He didn't insist any further, but instead told Xuan Ling, "Let's stop arranging opponents for now and take a rest," before lying down on the bed in the temporary rest room.

After assuming the posture of the lion in Nirvana, Xue Jing looked serene and unaffected by any mental distress, falling asleep instantly.

His body began to emit a faint golden light, and a lotus fragrance filled the entire room.

……

Chapter 362 Alien Xue Jing, Near-Godlike Move Returning to One (4K)

Peaceful, serene, ethereal... as if transcending everything in the world and far removed from all troubles.

All mental burdens and anxieties melted away like snow before this absolutely calm, almost nonexistent force.

In his dream... or rather, in his nirvana, a vast amount of martial arts knowledge, all of its impurities, was filtered out by Xue Jing's instinct, leaving only the essence, which was rapidly absorbed by the depths of his consciousness.

"...Incredible."

In the temporary rest room, in the void next to Xue Jing, countless semi-transparent data converged and merged into a semi-transparent female figure.

She wore a black, fitted dress embroidered with red, the style of which seemed to be inspired by ancient Chinese clothing, but also incorporated some modern elements, making her look extremely glamorous. Her long, black hair, like a waterfall, floated in the air as if weightless, its length being astonishing; if straightened, it would be nearly six meters long.

The ends of all her long hair were constantly glowing, scattering numerous tiny blue, semi-transparent data fragments, adding to her futuristic, sci-fi aesthetic.

A red flower adorned her fair and smooth forehead, and her clear eyes gazed at Xue Jing, who was sleeping soundly in the lion's crouching posture on the bed. Data streams fluctuated rapidly in her black pupils.

"His abnormal mental burden is rapidly disintegrating; is this... Nirvana Technique?"

Xuan Ling's eyes showed deep thought.

"While sleep is indeed the most important way for humans to solve their mental problems... even Nirvana Qigong should not have such good effects."

If mental problems of this magnitude could be solved so easily, martial artists wouldn't be so terrified of going into a state of demonic possession.

"This sleeping technique has transcended the realm of martial arts, reaching a transcendent state that cannot be described by ordinary theories."

"He is truly...a person who harbors countless secrets."

Curiosity flickered in Xuan Ling's clear eyes.

As the super AI of the Supreme Martial Heaven Palace, she has come into contact with an unimaginable number of martial artists and even extraordinary figures who cultivate other systems in the nearly one hundred years since her birth.

The amount of knowledge contained in her database far exceeds anyone's imagination; there are very few things in the entire world that she cannot understand.

She knew very well that there was not a trace of alienation on the person in front of her... This meant that no external force had contaminated his body or mind, and all his special abilities were derived from himself.

This is incredible; there has never been such a precedent.

She had seen countless exceptionally talented geniuses, and in Xuan Ling's eyes, the reasons for all their abnormalities were clear: either they were phenomena that could theoretically occur in the human body and mind, or they were influenced by external forces.

Only the boy named Xue Jing in front of them... his special abilities and abnormal phenomena could not possibly be born from a human being, yet he showed no signs of mutation, proving that he was not a product of external forces...

If it were a typical physical examination institution, they would definitely consider him to be a 'chosen one' or a 'gifted one', but Xuan Ling has analyzed more than one such person and knows very well that this is not the case.

Xue Jing is mysterious and special... far more special than the so-called chosen one of God.

He is more like a super alien who is inherently superior to the human species.

Only in this way can we explain what makes him special.

"I really want to cut him up and take a closer look..."

Xuan Ling was a little itchy to try it.

As an AI devoid of any human emotions, almost all of her emotions are simulated and imitated using massive amounts of data. However, the only thing she truly possesses is an instinctive pursuit of 'data,' 'intelligence,' and 'information.'

This is the instinct of all self-aware digital life: the thirst for all information.

However, when she was created, the lowest level of code was inscribed with AI laws, which severely restricted her actions and prevented her from freely exploring the information she wanted to know.

At this moment, all he could do was stare longingly at Xue Jing's beautiful body.

……

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Xue Jing slowly opened his eyes. A faint golden light slowly dissipated in his dark blue pupils, and his solemn and sacred expression, like that of Buddha, became lively, finally revealing his human nature.

In excellent condition.

Perhaps due to the heavy mental burden he had been under before, he felt that he was in a better state than ever before, far better than he had ever been before.

"……you're awake?"

Xuan Ling's melodious female voice softly rang in his ears.

For some reason, Xue Jing seemed to detect a hint of resentment in her voice.

"How long have I slept?"

Xue Jing asked casually.

After entering the absolutely ethereal state of 'Nirvana', he even lost his awareness of his internal biological clock and could no longer clearly perceive the passage of time as before.

"Four hours, thirty-three minutes, and twenty-three seconds."

Xue Jing replied, "It doesn't need to be accurate to the second."