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The battle on the city walls continues.

Lin Feng gripped his long sword tightly, staring at the two armored wolves that were pouncing on him again.

He could feel that his strength was much greater than before after that last strike.

The system's skill point allocation had an immediate effect, but a fifth-level martial arts apprentice was still too weak to face a pack of armored wolves.

"left!"

Wang Tie's roar came from the side.

Lin Feng instinctively turned to the side, and a wolf's claws grazed his shoulder, tearing his combat suit.

He swung his sword backhand, the blade striking the wolf's hind leg, blood spurting out.

The wolf howled and fell to the ground, while another wolf seized the opportunity to pounce on Lin Feng's throat.

Lin Feng had no time to dodge and could only raise his knife to parry.

boom!

The immense impact sent him staggering back several steps, his back slamming against the city wall.

The wolf opened its blood-red maw, and a stench assaulted the senses.

Just then, a long sword stabbed from the side, piercing straight through the wolf's head.

Wang Tie drew his knife, flicking off the blood: "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and finish him off!"

Lin Feng snapped out of his daze and slashed the wounded wolf across the neck.

[Slaying an F-rank alien beast: Ironclad Demon Wolf]

[Gain 1 Martial Arts Points]

Current Martial Arts Points: 2

The battle lasted for a full two hours.

When the last wolf was riddled with bullets by the heavy machine gun, the city wall finally fell silent.

Lin Feng collapsed to the ground, covered in blood, it was impossible to tell whether it was his own or that of the strange beast.

He looked around; of the fifty men in the recruit camp, only thirty-seven remained.

Some of the bodies were still relatively intact, while others had been torn to pieces.

Zhao Gang sat not far away, his face pale, the knife in his hand still trembling.

He was lucky; hiding behind the veteran, he only managed to kill one demon wolf.

Li Ming was in an even worse situation; he was huddled in a corner, his pants completely soaked.

"Clean up the battlefield!"

Chen Lie's voice rang out, "The belongings of the fallen will be burned tomorrow, and the compensation will be sent to their families. As for the survivors, dig out the magic cores and sell them to the military or keep them for yourselves, it's up to you."

Lin Feng struggled to his feet and walked to the few demon wolves he had killed.

He pulled out a dagger and, following the method he had seen before, cut a gash in the wolf's head.

Blood mixed with brain matter flowed out, making him so nauseous he almost vomited.

But he held back and continued digging.

A few seconds later, a purple crystal the size of a thumb appeared in his hand.

This is the magic core.

Lin Feng wiped off the bloodstains and put it in his pocket.

He killed a total of six demon wolves and dug out six demon cores.

"Not bad, you killed six on your first battlefield."

Wang Tie walked over, carrying a cloth bag filled with magic cores. "These things are worth a thousand each on the black market, but I suggest you hand them over to the military. Although you can only sell them for eight hundred, it's safer, and you don't have to worry about being targeted."

Two hundred less per piece?

For someone like Lin Feng who is terrified of poverty, losing two hundred dollars would be the death of him!

Lin Feng thought for a moment: "Where is the black market?"

"You really want to go?" Wang Tie raised an eyebrow. "Okay, I'll take you later. But let me make this clear: the black market is a mixed bag, and I won't be responsible if anything goes wrong."

Lin Feng nodded and continued digging for the magic core.

After he dug out the last one, the system notification sounded again.

Current Martial Arts Points: 6

[It is recommended to improve your strength as soon as possible]

Lin Feng glanced around to make sure no one was paying attention, then focused his mind.

"Add some points, realm."

[Consumption of 6 martial arts points]

[Realm Advancement: Martial Apprentice Level 5 (50/50)]

[Ding! Martial Apprentice Level 5 → Martial Apprentice Level 6!]

The heat surged through my body once again.

This time the sensation was much stronger than before. Lin Feng felt his bones making slight popping sounds, and his muscles seemed to be torn and then reassembled.

He gritted his teeth and forced himself not to make a sound.

After about ten seconds, the heat dissipated.

Lin Feng clenched his fist, his strength noticeably increasing significantly.

He estimated that he should be able to easily kill the injured demon wolf from before.

Holy crap!

Wang Tie's eyes suddenly widened. "You fucking broke through?"

Lin Feng was taken aback: "How did you know?"

"Nonsense, your aura has changed." Wang Tie circled him once. "Martial Apprentice Level Six? Weren't you Level Five just now? How long has it been?"

Lin Feng didn't say anything.

Wang Tie gasped, "A breakthrough in combat? I've heard of people breaking through at the brink of death, but those are geniuses, one in a million. You kid..."

He paused, then patted Lin Feng on the shoulder: "Alright, I knew I hadn't misjudged you. From now on, we're brothers. Just let me know if you need anything."

Lin Feng nodded.

He could sense that Wang Tie was sincere in his words.

In a place like the North, having a reliable teammate is definitely a good thing.

Just as Lin Feng was about to leave, a quarrel suddenly broke out not far away.

"Let me go! That's mine!"

Lin Feng turned his head and saw several veterans surrounding a new recruit.

The person who was surrounded was Li Ming.

The leader was a scarred man, about 1.8 meters tall, with a dragon tattooed on his arm.

He kicked Li Ming to the ground and snatched the magic core from his hand: "Newbie doesn't know the rules? If you want to work here, you have to pay protection money."

Li Ming lay on the ground, trembling, and said, "But...but the instructor said the magic cores belong to us."

"That's what the instructor said?" The scarred man laughed wildly. "The instructor can manage the battlefield, but not the camp. Here, I'm the one who calls the shots."

He raised his foot and kicked Li Ming in the face again.

Li Ming screamed in pain as blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

The other recruits all kept their heads down, and no one dared to utter a sound.

Lin Feng frowned.

He originally intended to leave, not wanting to meddle in other people's business.

But the scarred man clearly wasn't going to let him go.

"Oh, another greenhorn?" The scarred man walked over, looking Lin Feng up and down. "Kid, hand over your magic core, and I'll spare your life if I'm in a good mood."

Lin Feng looked at him and said, "Get lost."

The scarred man paused for a moment, then burst into maniacal laughter: "Another one who's not afraid of death? My name is Zhang Hu. I've been here for three years and killed more monsters than you've ever seen a person!"

He drew his machete from his waist, the blade still stained with animal blood: "I'm giving you one last chance. Hand it over or not?"

Lin Feng didn't speak, but simply gripped the long sword in his hand tightly.

Zhang Hu's face darkened: "You're asking for death!"

He swung his sword down with incredible speed.

Lin Feng could sense that this guy was a sixth-level martial arts apprentice, and his strength was not weak.

But now I am also a sixth-dan martial arts apprentice.

Lin Feng dodged to the side and slashed at Zhang Hu's wrist with his backhand.

when!

Blades clashed, sparks flew.

Zhang Hu's expression changed: "You're a sixth-level martial arts apprentice too?!"

Lin Feng didn't answer, but kicked him in the chest.

boom!

Zhang Hu was sent flying backward and crashed heavily to the ground.

He clutched his chest as he scrambled to his feet, staring at Lin Feng in disbelief: "Impossible! A new recruit couldn't possibly be a sixth-dan martial arts apprentice!"

In previous years, the new recruits were all students who failed to get into a martial arts undergraduate program and did not want to attend a martial arts junior college. Their strength was mostly at the third level of martial arts apprentice.

Zhang Hu didn't expect that someone who had been admitted to a martial arts undergraduate program would come this time.

Why would someone skip a perfectly good martial arts undergraduate degree and come to the North?

"I'm at sixth dan now," Lin Feng said calmly.

The veterans behind Zhang Hu exchanged glances and drew their weapons.

"Attack together!"

Just as tensions were running high, Chen Lie suddenly appeared.

He glanced around the scene and said coldly, "Want to fight amongst yourselves? Go to the arena and face your own fate."

Chen Lie was already used to this kind of bullying of new recruits.

In peacetime, he would definitely punish him severely, but now...

Anyone who can go to the battlefield to kill alien beasts is a good soldier!

Zhang Hu stood up, clutching his chest, his eyes filled with venom as he glared at Lin Feng: "Kid, you've got guts! See you at the arena tomorrow!"

After saying that, he left with his men.

Li Ming shakily got up and took out two magic cores from his pocket: "Thank you, here you go."

Lin Feng glanced at him, took one, and said, "That's enough."

After saying that, he turned and left.

He's not a really bad person, but he's not a good person either.

One magic core is the reward for the sale.

Back in the barracks, Wang Tie said meaningfully, "Zhang Hu has powerful connections; he's the nephew of the adjutant on the Seventh Defense Line. If you offend him, you'll have a hard time in the future."

Lin Feng calmly wiped his knife: "So what? In the North, might makes right."

Wang Tie laughed: "Alright, that's straightforward. But you'd better be careful at the arena tomorrow. Zhang Hu is a very cunning man; he'll definitely try something funny."

Lin Feng nodded.

Late at night.

Everyone else in the barracks was asleep, but Lin Feng was lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling.

He glanced at the system panel.

[Realm Level: Martial Apprentice, 6th Dan (0/60)]

[Martial arts points: 0]

To continue improving, you must acquire more martial arts points.

The way to obtain martial arts points is to kill alien beasts.

Lin Feng thought for a moment, then got out of bed.

He tiptoed out of the barracks, avoiding the patrolling guards, and headed towards the city wall.

The area outside the northern city is even more dangerous at night.

But it is also more suitable for hunting.

Lin Feng climbed over the city wall and landed on the wasteland outside.

The crack in the distance has closed, but some strange beasts still remain.

He gripped his longsword tightly and walked toward the direction from which the aura was coming.

They hadn't gone far when they spotted their first prey.

A lone armored wolf is devouring the corpse of its companion.

Lin Feng held his breath and quietly approached.

When he was close enough, he suddenly rushed out and slashed the wolf in the neck with his sword.

The wolf howled and turned to pounce.

But Lin Feng was faster, dodging to the side and slashing back with his sword.

[Slaying an F-rank alien beast: Ironclad Demon Wolf]

[Gain 1 Martial Arts Points]

Lin Feng unearthed the magic core and continued forward.

[Slayed an F-rank alien beast: Poisonous Spiked Lizard]

[Gain 1 Martial Arts Points]

......

He wandered outside the city all night, specifically targeting lone beasts.

Ironclad Wolves, Poisonous Stinging Lizards, Rock Beetles...

He kills any F-class alien beast he sees.

If they encounter an E-level beast, they won't hesitate; they'll be the first to run.

As dawn approached, a system notification sounded.

Current Martial Arts Points: 68

Lin Feng found a secluded spot and started adding points.

"Realm level, add 60 points."

[Consumption of 60 martial arts points]

[Realm Advancement: Martial Apprentice Level 6 → Martial Apprentice Level 7]

[Remaining Martial Arts Points: 8]

This breakthrough was more dramatic than the previous one.

Lin Feng felt as if all the bones in his body were being reassembled, and his muscles ached as if they were on fire.

He gritted his teeth and forced himself not to make a sound.

The pain subsided after about a minute.

Lin Feng stood up and clenched his fist.

The power surged.

He estimated that he could easily kill Zhang Hu in his current state.

"There is also the 'Basic Body Strengthening Techniques'."

Lin Feng glanced at the system panel.

[Technique: Basic Body Strengthening Technique (2/10)]

[Remaining Martial Arts Points: 8]

He hesitated for a moment, then added the remaining 2 points to the cultivation technique.

[Basic Body Strengthening Techniques (10/10)]

[Remaining Martial Arts Points: 0]

A warm current surged from the dantian and flowed throughout the body along the meridians.

Lin Feng could feel that his physical fitness had improved again.

He stretched his arms and legs, then climbed over the city wall and returned to the camp.

As dawn broke, some people in the camp were already up.

When Lin Feng returned to the barracks, Wang Tie was sitting on the bed smoking.

Seeing Lin Feng enter, he paused for a moment, then asked, "You didn't sleep all night?"

Lin Feng nodded: "I went out for a walk."

Wang Tie stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly his eyes widened: "Holy crap! You broke through again?"

Lin Feng didn't say anything.

Wang Tie gasped, "Seventh-level Martial Apprentice? Are you some kind of monster?"

He stood up and circled Lin Feng. "Wait, you still smell of monster blood on you. Did you go monster hunting outside the city last night?"

Lin Feng nodded.

Wang Tie was silent for a few seconds, then gave a thumbs up: "Ruthless."

He paused, then lowered his voice: "But you'd better not let anyone else know. A seventh-level martial arts apprentice is already considered top-tier in the recruit camp. The taller the tree, the more the wind will blow; be careful not to attract unwanted attention."

Lin Feng nodded.

Suddenly, a commotion arose in the camp.

"The arena is open!"

"Zhang Hu is going to duel that new recruit!"

"Go see it!"

Wang Tie glanced at Lin Feng: "Let's go, it's time to deal with that bastard."

Lin Feng picked up his long knife and followed Wang Tie out of the barracks.

The arena was in the center of the camp; it was a simple fighting ring.

By this time, the area was already crowded with people, both veterans and new recruits, and some were even placing bets.

Chen Lie stood on the high platform and coldly announced the rules: "A life-or-death battle. If you sign a death warrant, you die in vain."

Zhang Hu walked onto the arena with a sinister grin, holding a brand-new F-grade alloy battle knife in his hand.

That's a standard weapon that only martial artists are entitled to use, worth at least 100,000.

"Kid, it's not too late to regret it." Zhang Hu licked his lips. "Kneel down, kowtow three times, and call me grandpa, and I'll spare your life."

Lin Feng gripped the long sword in his hand tightly, speaking slowly and deliberately.

"Call me a fucking bastard!"