High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 22 Entering the Martial Arts High School
Seven days passed in a flash.

On the morning of parting, at the Qimingxing Central Maglev Train Station.

Above the enormous dome, streamlined intercity trains, like silver behemoths, silently glide in and out of their designated tracks.

The air was filled with the faint smell of ozone, a characteristic of energy engines.

Qin Feng stood in front of the car door with a simple bag on his back.

Opposite him were his father, Qin Dahai, and his uncle, Wang Ming.

"Once I get to school and settle in, I'll make a video call home."

Qin Dahai's voice remained steady, but his usually calm eyes now held a hint of barely perceptible sorrow.

"Xiaofeng, be careful in everything you do when you're out there. Get along well with your classmates, don't be afraid of trouble, but don't go looking for trouble either."

Wang Ming, his eyes slightly red, advised from the side, "If you don't have enough money, just tell us."

"Dad, Uncle, I understand."

Qin Feng nodded. "Take care of yourselves too."

The T-001 train bound for the 'Qiming Core Area' is about to depart. Passengers are advised to board as soon as possible.

An announcement came over the loudspeaker on the platform.

"Go."

Qin Dahai stretched out his one arm and patted his son's shoulder heavily.

Qin Feng didn't say anything more. He turned around and stepped onto the train.

The train doors slowly closed, shutting out the two anxious gazes from the platform.

The train started moving, accelerating smoothly and rapidly. The scenery outside the window rushed past, and soon, the two figures standing in the crowd disappeared into the distance.

The train sped along the tracks hundreds of meters above the ground, passing through bustling industrial areas and crowded residential areas, and finally entered the most central and brilliant region of the entire planet—the Qiming Core Area.

The architecture here is no longer the utilitarian style found in the outer urban areas.

Each skyscraper is like a meticulously crafted work of art, its exterior walls made of expensive memory metals and photosensitive materials, creating a magnificent interplay of light and shadow under the artificial sky.

Countless small, private anti-gravity shuttles, like colorful schools of fish, shuttled in an orderly fashion along well-arranged aerial routes.

Half an hour later, the train arrived at the station.

Qin Feng walked out of the station and, following the instructions on his admission notice, boarded a driverless bus heading to the "First University District".

As the bus slowly pulled into the terminal, a magnificent complex of buildings, whose grandeur defied description, came into view.

That is Qiming First Martial Arts High School.

It doesn't resemble a school; it's more like a steel fortress standing in the heart of the city.

The school gate, hundreds of meters high, is made of an unknown black alloy. Its shape resembles a giant sword piercing the sky, with the six powerful ancient characters "Qiming First Martial Arts High School" engraved on the hilt.

Beyond the school gate lies a vast, seemingly endless campus.

Towering teaching towers, training halls with domes resembling starry skies, open-air martial arts arenas covering tens of thousands of square meters... countless futuristic buildings are scattered throughout the park, interspersed with meticulously designed gardens and artificial lakes.

An invisible, massive energy shield, like an inverted giant bowl, enveloped the entire campus.

Outside the shield lies the hustle and bustle of the city; inside the shield lies a tranquil and solemn sanctuary, a place exclusively for the strong.

At this moment, the area beneath the giant sword-like school gate was already packed with people.

Countless young faces, like Qin Feng, carrying their backpacks, gathered here.

They are the most outstanding group of geniuses among the tens of millions of candidates in the entire Qiming Star program.

Qin Feng mingled in the crowd and walked towards the freshman registration area.

He could clearly sense powerful and surging waves of life force permeating the surrounding air.

A boy passing by him was not tall, but his steps were steady, and his eyes shone brightly. The concentration of his life force far exceeded that of any student he had seen at the Extreme Martial Arts Academy before.

Not far away, a tall young woman leaned against a pillar, resting with her eyes closed. She did nothing, but the air around her seemed to be generating extremely subtle energy tides with her breathing.

Qin Feng even saw several beings who were so strong they seemed like monsters.

They simply stood there casually, but the oppressive life force emanating naturally from the depths of their bodies was so tangible that it made the surrounding examinees subconsciously keep their distance from them.

Qin Feng could sense that the vitality index of those people was probably very close to, or even reached, 10 points.

By observing the students queuing to register, Qin Feng made a clear assessment of himself: among the freshmen of Qiming No. 1 Martial Arts High School in 2001, his ranking of over 67,000 in the high school entrance examination was among the lowest.

This result was within his expectations.

He had just recovered from a serious illness, and at most, he had only undergone a month of intensive self-cultivation.

It's already a miracle that we've caught up to this level.

It's perfectly normal to have a gap compared to true geniuses who receive top-notch training from a young age and never take a wrong turn.

The procession moved forward slowly.

When it was Qin Feng's turn, he handed his electronic admission notice and identification to a serious-looking senior student at the reception desk.

The senior student took it and quickly operated it on the data board.

"Qin Feng, overall ranking 67321. Confirmed."

The senior's voice was devoid of any emotion, "Here, sign the [D-level Student Resource Contract]."

An electronic contract was projected in front of Qin Feng.

Qin Feng quickly glanced through it, confirmed that the content matched the notification, and then signed his name.

"All right."

The senior student handed him a black metal card. "This is your student card, which is also your pass and identification for all facilities on campus. You have been assigned to Class 3 of Grade 11, and the teaching building is Building 7 in Area C. The dormitory area is in Area F, and your dormitory is Room 402 in Building 18. Go now."

Qin Feng took the student card, thanked him, and turned to join the flow of people heading to the teaching area. ...

The classroom of Class 3, Grade 11 is located on the top floor of Building 7 in Area C.

When Qin Feng pushed open the door, he found that this was not the traditional classroom he had imagined, but a huge martial arts room with an area of ​​more than 2,000 square meters and complete facilities.

The floor is paved with high-strength sound-absorbing material, and one side has floor-to-ceiling windows that overlook most of the campus.

On the other side, various auxiliary training devices are neatly arranged.

The back half of the martial arts room is where the students sit.

Each seat is equipped with an independent holographic projector and data interface.

At this moment, most of the students had already arrived in the classroom.

They gathered in small groups, talking in hushed tones, each exuding the confidence and arrogance of a genius.

Qin Feng didn't talk to anyone. He went straight to the last row and found a seat by the window.

The intermittent chatter of the surrounding students drifted over.

"Have you heard? We have a real tough one in our class this year. He's ranked in the top 100 of the entire Qiming Star program in the high school entrance exam!"

"Top 100? Really?! Who are they?"

"That guy, sitting in the first row, wearing a white training uniform, is called 'Shi Potian'. It's said that his vitality index was already close to 10 before he entered the school, and he had one foot in the door of a level two martial artist. He was sought after by several top martial arts schools, but in the end he chose our 'Qiyi High School'."

"My God... does that mean we're in the same class as him? That's too much pressure."

"It's not just Shi Potian. I just looked at the class roster. In our class, six students ranked in the top 1,000 in the high school entrance exam, nearly twenty ranked in the top 10,000, and the rest were basically in the top 50,000."

"There are only fifty-eight students in our class, the proportion of top students is just too high..."

Qin Feng listened quietly, memorizing all the information.

There are 58 students in the class, and nearly half of them are in the top 10,000.

His ranking of over 67,000 was indeed among the lowest in the class.

Just then, the classroom door was pushed open.

A tall, middle-aged man with a resolute face, as if sculpted by a knife and axe, walked in.

He was dressed in a black, tight-fitting combat suit, his muscles clearly defined, and he exuded an aura of iron-blooded ruthlessness as he walked.

His gaze, sharp as an eagle's, swept across the entire room, and the noisy classroom instantly fell silent.

He walked to the front of the podium, placed his hands on the table, and leaned forward slightly.

"My name is Wu Shangfeng, and from today onwards, I will be your homeroom teacher for Class 3, Grade 11."

His voice was deep and powerful, each word like a steel ball hitting the ground.

"Welcome to Qiming First Martial Arts Academy."

He looked around the room and continued, "First, let me explain the school's most basic rules."

"First, 'Qiyi High School' is not a traditional academic year system, but a grade system."

"All students whose vitality index is below 10 and who have not broken through the threshold of Level 2 Martial Artist are considered to be in the 'First Year of High School'. Once you break through and become Level 2 Martial Artists, you will automatically be promoted to the 'Second Year of High School'. And so on. Once you reach Level 4 Martial Artist, you can apply for graduation. After graduation, whether you choose to apply to Starry Sky University or join the military directly, the school will provide you with the highest level of recommendation based on your performance during your time at the school."

"Remember, you cannot graduate until you reach the fourth level of martial arts."

Wu Shangfeng's words caused a suppressed commotion in the classroom.

"I've heard of him! There was a monster senior in the last year named Lin Xuan. He got an S-level contract after only half a year of enrollment, and broke through to the fourth level of martial artist in less than a year. He graduated and went directly to Starry Sky Martial Arts University!"

"Yes, but some people are still stuck in the first year of high school in their second year, unable to break through."

Listening to the discussions around him, Qin Feng became extremely interested in this promotion system that used strength as the sole criterion.

To quickly improve your strength and make continuous progress, you must compete for higher-level resource contracts.

"Quiet."

Wu Shangfeng's voice wasn't loud, but it easily silenced all the discussions.

"Secondly, regarding the upgrade of resource contracts. Each of you currently holds a D-level contract. To upgrade, you need to earn 'GPA points.' GPA points are the sole measure of your value during your time at school. Your final exam rankings, completing school-issued tasks, winning in school challenges, representing the school in interstellar competitions, achieving high ranks in the subspace network arena... all of these can earn you GPA points."

"The higher your GPA, the more resources you can exchange, and the faster your contract level will increase."

Wu Shangfeng paused for a moment and then pulled up the class schedule.

"Third, regarding your courses. The school's teaching is mainly divided into three parts: academic courses, martial arts courses, and practical combat courses."

"The cultural courses mainly cover topics such as 'A Comprehensive History of Empires,' 'Advanced Studies of Foreign Languages,' and 'Theory of Interstellar Warfare.' Don't think that cultural courses are unimportant; ignorance is the most common reason for the fall of the strong."

"In martial arts class, the school will systematically teach intermediate and advanced body-strengthening methods, as well as various basic 'meditation methods' and 'cold weapon killing techniques.' What you learned in junior high school was just the tip of the iceberg. Here, you will learn how to truly fight."

"As for practical lessons, they're very simple."

Wu Shangfeng's lips curled into a cold, hard smile. "You will be working in small teams, using the subspace network to undertake low-intensity missions issued by the Empire. For example, clearing out space pirates from an abandoned mining area, or hunting down low-level mutated beasts. There will be deaths in actual combat, so please be mentally prepared."

Qin Feng kept all of this in mind and was filled with hope for the next three years of campus life.

This is his first step towards the starry sky, the beginning of becoming a strongman!
Wu Shangfeng's gaze swept over every student present.

"Finally, let's do a survey. Those who already have a 'Subspace Network Pass', please raise your hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, the twenty-odd students in the front row, including Shi Potian, all raised their hands.

Qin Feng was also in the back row, and calmly raised his hand.

Wu Shangfeng's gaze lingered on him for a moment, but he didn't ask any further questions.

"very good."

He nodded. "Students without passes, don't worry. The school can provide you with interest-free student loans to help you get passes. You can repay the school when you are able to. Now, those of you who don't have passes, come and register with me."

(End of this chapter)