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Lin Feng put away the brocade pouch and walked into the depths of the wilderness.

It's still dark, the perfect time to grind monsters.

After reaching the eighth dan in martial arts, my body became more agile, and my steps were lighter. When I stepped on a loose pebble, I easily used my toes to gain momentum. If it had been yesterday, I would have twisted my ankle.

They hadn't gone far when they heard movement in the pile of rocks.

Three rock toads, F-rank, Martial Arts Apprentice Ninth Dan, nestled in a crevice in the rock, exhaling a fishy stench.

Lin Feng rushed straight in.

The blade swept across, severing the first one in half at the waist. The body was still flying forward when the head hit the ground.

He turned and delivered the final blow, sending the second head flying three meters away before rolling into a crevice and disappearing from sight.

The third one had just jumped up when the knife came crashing down from directly above, piercing through its carapace and embedding itself in the ground.

Three, six seconds.

[Defeat F-rank Beast: Rock-backed Toad x3]

[Gain 9 Martial Arts Points]

Lin Feng drew his sword, shook off the slime on the back of the blade, and continued forward.

The deeper you go, the more you find.

The venomous centipede crawled out of the crack in the ground and moved very fast.

Lin Feng waited until it was halfway out, then cut off its tail with a single stroke, stepped on its middle section with his right foot, and finished it off by piercing its throat.

[Defeat F-rank monster: Poison Claw Centipede x1]

[Gain 3 Martial Arts Points]

Behind a withered tree ahead, two shadow leopards crouched, their tails sweeping back and forth.

Lin Feng picked up a stone and casually threw it, hitting one of the animals near its left ear. Startled, the animal darted to the side and bumped into another one.

Lin Feng had already rushed over, slashing left and right, cleanly.

The third one circled around from the side. Lin Feng didn't turn around, but stepped aside and stabbed the throat with a backhand.

The entire process should take no more than ten seconds.

[Defeat F-rank Beast: Shadow Panther x3]

[Gain 9 Martial Arts Points]

Further in, you'll encounter armored bears with thick hides; a head-on confrontation will waste your weapon.

Lin Feng circled around, and the armored bear, slow to react, couldn't catch up before Lin Feng leaped onto its back. He inserted the blade into the gap in its spine and twisted it halfway around—the bear's legs went weak, and it collapsed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

[Defeat F-rank Beast: Armored Bear x1]

[Gain 3 Martial Arts Points]

Before the dust settled, the grass on the right rustled, and two iron-clad wild boars sprang out; both were ninth-dan martial arts practitioners, their tusks capable of piercing armor.

Lin Feng took a step back to the left, dodging the first one's charge, and casually sliced ​​off half of its ear with his knife. The pig squealed and fell sideways, crashing into the second one. The two were piled on top of each other, and Lin Feng finished it off with two more cuts from above.

[Defeat F-rank Beast: Iron-skinned Boar x2]

[Gain 6 Martial Arts Points]

The system kept ringing. Lin Feng wandered around the wilderness for a full two and a half hours, going wherever he could and killing whatever he encountered.

Current Martial Arts Points: 180

Lin Feng found a sheltered rock wall to sit down and looked at the points in the system.

Keeping your points unused? That's stupid.

Half a second later, I decided to go all in!

[Consumption of martial arts points×80]

[Martial Arts Realm Advancement: Martial Apprentice Level 8 → Martial Apprentice Level 9]

A surge of heat rushed up, stronger than ever before. Lin Feng held on, waiting for it to pass.

[Consumption of martial arts points×90]

[Realm Advancement: Martial Apprentice Ninth Stage → Martial Apprentice Perfection]

This time it came on even harder, as if my whole body was being burned from the inside out. My jaw was clenched, and I didn't move an inch. It took half an hour for the heat to dissipate.

Lin Feng looked down at the Body Tempering Pills in the brocade pouch. There were ten of them, their surfaces deep red and hot to the touch.

Go all out.

If you can break through to the Martial Artist level before entering the rift, your chances of survival will increase significantly.

Take one and pop it into your mouth.

The next second, the entire esophagus burned downwards, and heat exploded from the dantian to the limbs, entering the bones and blood vessels. Dense, fine cracking sounds came from the bones, not from breaking, but from remodeling.

Each vertebra is tightening, the gaps are getting tighter and tighter, as if the original skeleton has been nailed back together, becoming denser and more solid with each nailing.

A little over three minutes.

The last wave of heat dissipated from overhead.

Lin Feng slowly straightened up.

Breakthrough successful!

[Martial Apprentice Perfection → Martial Artist Stage 1]

He clenched his fist, picked up a stone, and squeezed it between his fingers, letting the pebbles slip through his fingers.

Okay, that's the effect I wanted.

Just as he was about to get up, the system beeped again, this time louder than ever before.

[Host has entered the Martial Artist realm for the first time, triggering a hidden reward]

[Talent Unlocked: Steel Blade (SS Rank)]

SS level.

Lin Feng stared at the line of text, stunned.

Talent is something you're born with, not something you can work your way up.

There are thousands of people in the garrison, and nine out of ten will never even get close to it in their lifetime. Being able to trigger a B-level is already something to be envied by everyone, and an A-level is even rarer. If someone takes a liking to you, you can be transferred away at any time, and everyone is fighting over you.

S-rank is extremely rare!

SS-class is unheard of!

Before enlisting, Lin Feng went through the old files and found that in the fifty years since the rift opened in the Northern Territory, there were only two documented S-level talent holders.

One was the legion's top combatant, the other died in the Deep Rift incident two years ago.

two.

Fifty years.

The entire northern region.

There are only two of them.

He looked down at the knife in his hand, then glanced at the system panel.

[Steel Blade: Activated while wielding a sword, this effect stacks infinitely with each beast defeated, up to a maximum of 500 stacks.]

Current floor number: 0/500

[Floor 50: Attack speed increased by 100%, with added armor penetration effect.]

[Level 150: Each attack inflicts armor penetration, ignoring 100% of the opponent's defense.]

[300th Floor: Blade strike penetrates without diminishing penetration power.]

[500th Floor: Every strike is a critical hit, with power equivalent to a full-force attack from a martial artist at the peak of a major realm higher, with no cooldown.]

Lin Feng stared at the system panel for a full five seconds.

Look from beginning to end, and then look back from end to end.

He lowered his head and looked at the knife in his hand again.

Attack speed doubles at level 50, and every hit deals true damage at level 150.

500 layers, every strike a critical hit, no cooldown, power equivalent to a martial artist at the peak of a major realm higher—in other words, he, a martial artist, having accumulated enough layers, can deal damage equivalent to a martial master with a single strike.

Each cut has no cooling time.

This is absolutely insane!

Upon further reflection, Raymond Lam accepted it readily, thinking that perhaps it was simply a matter of his natural talent.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng's heart began to stir with excitement.

Just thinking about how satisfying it is to get critical hits with every strike is exhilarating.

Layering preconditions isn't too difficult.

Go inside the cracks more often, and you'll accumulate them faster.

After a moment's thought, Lin Feng sheathed his knife, dusted off his trousers, and got up to walk back to the camp.

The sky was already turning white.

The sound of him climbing over the wall and landing still alerted Wang Tie, who was on his shift change.

Wang Tie was dozing against the wall when he heard a noise and suddenly looked up, only to see Lin Feng standing five steps away.

The Qi perception of a ninth-level martial arts apprentice is sufficient.

Lin Feng stood there doing nothing, but Wang Tie felt a chill run down his spine. His aura was completely different from Lin Feng's last night, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why. In any case, he felt a chill.

"You... broke through again?"

"My blood pressure rose a bit after a nap."

Wang Tie stared at him, his voice dry: "Eighth Dan?"

"One section."

"??? Why is it going backwards?"

"It's a martial arts level one."

"..."

Wang Tie thought he hadn't heard clearly.

"Last night, when you went in, you were a seventh-level martial arts apprentice."

"right."

"He came out this morning, a first-level martial artist."

"right."

Wang Tie remained silent for a long time.

He knew better than anyone how wide that hurdle was; it wasn't something that could be overcome by sheer grit and determination, but rather a qualitative leap—a threshold that even the most capable veteran he had ever seen had struggled to cross for three years.

Lin Feng spent the whole night.

He took two steps back to make way, and muttered a sentence:

"You don't actually have a cheat code, do you?"

Lin Feng walked over without turning his head: "Maybe. Can you cover my shift today? I'm going to sleep now."

After a night of fierce fighting, Lin Feng was exhausted and his only thought was to get a good night's sleep.

Wang Tie stood there, watching the figure walk away, then looked down at his calloused hands and suddenly felt that all the training he had done over the years had been fake.

He sighed and leaned back against the wall.

Forget it, I don't want to.

Comparing yourself to others will only make you miserable!

(P.S.: Realms: Martial Apprentice, Martial Warrior, Martial Master, Martial Grandmaster, Martial King, Martial Venerable, Martial Saint, Martial Emperor, Martial God)