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Outside the training ground, a player who had just been teleported out was rubbing his chest, his face still showing signs of embarrassment. He froze on the spot when he saw his surroundings.

His mouth gaped open, he swallowed hard, and after a moment of stunned silence, he muttered to himself, "Holy crap! I've met a master. That's terrifying..."

He subconsciously raised his hand and swiped the knife at his waist back into its sheath, his fingertips trembling slightly.

He shook his head helplessly, turned around and quickly left the training ground.

What bad luck! I encountered such a formidable opponent in the very first round. I couldn't even withstand a single move. I should have gone to a small country like Xixia or Dali to participate in the martial arts competition.

He shouldn't have been eliminated so quickly. As he walked, he secretly regretted it, his face full of resentment and helplessness.

On the arena, Wu Feng watched the direction his opponent had disappeared, remaining calm as if he had just done something insignificant.

The next second, the system notification arrived as expected: [Congratulations on your victory in this round. Experience +100000.] As the notification sounded, a faint aura of experience emanated from him, and he was then teleported to the rest area of ​​the training ground.

The rest area was now packed with people. Some players were leaning against the railing, panting heavily, while others sat cross-legged, closing their eyes and circulating their energy to regulate their breathing, their faces full of exhaustion. Still others were gathered together, discussing the competition in hushed tones.

Wu Feng glanced around, found a relatively quiet corner, sat cross-legged on the bluestone slab, closed his eyes slightly, and pretended to regulate his breathing.

In fact, that punch just now consumed almost no energy for him; he didn't even use a trace of true energy. He won purely by relying on his physical strength.

If you act too relaxed, you're bound to attract criticism. It's better to put on an act to avoid drawing too much attention.

For players, this five-minute rest period is enough for them to fully recover, whether it's energy depletion or physical fatigue, they can recover in a short time.

This is what makes players special. If it were an NPC, after experiencing such a high-intensity battle, they would probably be exhausted and unable to rejoin the fight in a short time.

Wu Feng closed his eyes, and a few minutes passed in the blink of an eye. His resting state disappeared again, and the system notification popped up again. Wu Feng's figure flickered, and he was teleported to the arena once more.

This time, the opponent was a player wielding a long spear. His moves were quite sharp, but he was still no match for Wu Feng.

Before his opponent could even get into a fighting stance, Wu Feng flashed forward and instantly appeared in front of him, striking his chest with a palm. Before his opponent could even react, he vanished in a flash of white light.

Another swift and decisive kill, clean and efficient, without the slightest hesitation.

Wu Feng sighed inwardly, realizing that the gap between a first-rate martial artist and an ordinary player was like a dimensional reduction attack.

Whether it's true energy, physical strength, or martial arts power, they far surpass ordinary players. They can easily kill opponents without even using their full strength, and there's no need to even use martial arts like the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

Time passed slowly, from dawn to noon, and then to afternoon. Wu Feng overcame all obstacles, ending each match with a single, swift victory, his speed astonishing.

Countless people in the real world watch the official live stream of the matches.

The discussion surrounding this mysterious figure dressed as a swordsman and wearing a bamboo hat grew louder. Some speculated about his identity, some marveled at his strength, and others took out their phones to film his battle and upload it to the forum.

Until five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun set, and the golden afterglow shone on the training ground.

The competition in the training ground gradually subsided, and a system notification popped up at the edge of the field of vision:

[NPC players will be included in the second round of competition; all participants are advised to be mentally prepared.]

Wu Feng opened his eyes, glanced at the system notification, shook his head slightly, and turned to walk towards the exit of the training ground.

Throughout the day, he fought nearly a hundred battles and barely had any rest.

Perhaps it's because he plays too fast; as soon as his rest time ends, the system immediately assigns him a new opponent, without considering how many matches he has already played.

This is the matchmaking system for the martial arts competition. No matter how many matches the opponent has played, as long as the player is in the rest area, the player whose rest time has ended will automatically enter the matchmaking queue.

The faster and more you fight, the more experience you can gain.

The battles today alone gave Wu Feng over ten million experience points, causing his character level to skyrocket and break through to level 50.

It has to be said that this martial arts trial is simply the perfect place to gain experience.

As long as you're strong enough, you can quickly gain experience and level up here, which is much easier than grinding monsters outside.

As Wu Feng walked, he thought to himself.

If only this martial arts competition had a points system, I could accumulate a lot of points after so many matches and exchange them for some rare items or pills.

However, even without points, the more than ten million experience points alone have already benefited him greatly.

To gain this much experience by fighting monsters outside, it would take at least several days, and you would have to face all sorts of powerful monsters. It's nowhere near as easy as here.

Stepping out of the training ground, the shops on both sides were still bustling, with pedestrians coming and going, each with their own expression.

Wu Feng pulled down the brim of his straw hat, avoided the crowd, and walked towards the Shunlai Inn.

Back at the inn, he went straight to Wu Xingyun and Li Qinglu, and said with a smile, "Let's go to the private room on the second floor for dinner. Let's treat ourselves to something nice tonight."

The two had no objections and silently followed Wu Feng up to the second floor.

Wu Feng booked the same private room facing the street as yesterday. He opened the window, and the evening breeze rushed in, carrying the smells of street life. The streetlights in the distance were already on, their dim yellow glow blending together, and the night scene was still lively.

The waiter came over, and Wu Feng ordered a table full of his signature dishes and a pot of Shaoxing wine. The three of them sat around the table and ate their dinner quietly.

Li Qinglu continued to eat slowly, chewing in small bites, occasionally glancing up at Wu Feng with a faint smile on her lips.

Wu Xingyun remained composed, her movements elegant, her gaze occasionally sweeping over the night view outside the window, her expression serene.

While eating, Wu Feng briefly told the two about today's martial arts test. He simply said that everything went smoothly and they would participate in the second round of testing tomorrow.

The meal lasted for nearly an hour, and the dishes on the table were gradually emptied. Wu Feng had also drunk most of the Shaoxing wine.

He put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a cloth, and called out towards the door, "Waiter."

The waiter quickly pushed the door open and came in, deftly clearing away the dishes on the table.

Wu Feng took out a piece of silver from his sleeve, placed it on the table, and said, "Settle the bill, and prepare three buckets of hot water to be delivered to the three rooms in the backyard."

"Alright! Don't worry, sir, I'll prepare it for you right away!" The waiter took the money, a smile on his face, quickly cleared away the dishes, and left.

Wu Feng led Wu Xingyun and Li Qinglu downstairs and back to the courtyard in the backyard.

Night had fallen, and the green bamboo in the courtyard rustled in the evening breeze. Moonlight shone on the bluestone slabs, giving them a faint silvery frost.

Wu Feng chatted with the two of them for a few minutes and told them to get a good rest that night.

Don't go out tomorrow. Wait until the re-examination is over before taking them out for a stroll. Then he turned around and went back to his main room to wait for the waiter to bring hot water.

He glanced at the information about the system's martial arts test. The second round of the test would start at 2 p.m. tomorrow, so there was plenty of time to rest and no need to rush.

Before long, the waiter carried wooden buckets and delivered hot water to each room. He poured the hot water into the buckets, adjusted the water temperature, and then left the room.

After seeing the waiter off and closing the door, I took off my clothes and soaked in hot water.

Hot water washed over my shoulders, the warmth seeping into my skin, gradually melting away the fatigue in my body, and the tension from a day's battle slowly dissipated.

He leaned against the tub, closed his eyes, exhaled a long breath, and enjoyed this brief moment of comfort.