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The aftershocks of the first round of the qualifiers hadn't even subsided when the rest area of ​​the National Capital Academy had become the most watched corner of the entire arena.

Contestants passing by either walked around it or pretended to tie their shoelaces to sneak a peek.

A few of the bolder ones stood directly at the entrance of the passage and peered inside.

Lin Feng pretended not to see it.

He leaned against the hard bench, his eyes half-closed, his breathing long and even.

Qin Lie squatted to the side, occasionally turning around to glare at those who were peeping.

"What are you all looking at?"

Those men shrank back.

Ye Zhi Qiu grabbed his uninjured hand and pulled him: "Stop it."

Lin Feng's attention was not on the rest area at all.

Sixty percent of his mental energy was locked onto the iron rhinoceros.

Ten kilometers away, deep within the C19 fissure, the Iron Rhino was joyfully pushing towards the fifth layer.

This rift has been refreshed once, and the density of alien beasts is at its maximum.

The iron rhinoceros's horn pierced through the chest cavity of an iron-spined earth dragon, then it tossed the corpse aside and stomped on two dark gold beetles beside it.

[Control the beast to kill a C-rank beast: Iron-spine Earth Dragon x1, and gain 200 Martial Arts Points]

[Control the beast to kill C-rank beast: Dark Gold Beetle x2, and gain 400 Martial Arts Points]

[Control the beast to kill 4 C-rank beasts: Ironback Dragon Turtle, and gain 800 Martial Arts Points]

......

The notification sound kept playing.

The Iron Rhinoceros is invincible in the C-level rift.

King Wu could easily crush C-level alien beasts without even using his full strength, trampling them wherever he went.

Lin Feng planned an optimal route for it: fight its way down from the fifth floor, turn back to the first floor, and fight it again.

Back and forth.

Unlimited AFK (away from keyboard) gameplay.

Martial arts points are rising rapidly.

Current Martial Arts Points: 186400

It's 186,000.

Iron Rhino crushed another nest of giant poisonous mist spiders.

[Control the alien beast to kill 5 C-rank alien beasts: Poison Mist Giant Spider, and gain 1000 Martial Arts Points]

Another twenty minutes passed.

Climbing to 190,000 and up.

......

Current Martial Arts Points: 203600

The number has exceeded 200,000.

Lin Feng tapped his thigh lightly with his fingers twice.

enough.

"Add some points."

[Consumption of martial arts points×100000]

[Realm Advancement: Martial Grandmaster Perfection → Martial King Stage 1!]

A surge of heat erupted from deep within the dantian.

But this time it's completely different from before.

The leap from Martial Ancestor to Martial King is the threshold of the second major realm.

The qi and blood in the dantian are no longer simply condensed, but have undergone a qualitative change.

The liquid qi and blood began to condense into a crystalline core, and every strand of qi and blood became extremely pure.

The bones were humming, and the meridians were expanding.

The three techniques—Heavenly Gang Body Forging Technique, Undying Golden Body Technique, and Myriad Phenomena Return to One Technique—were used at full power simultaneously, completely eliminating the side effects of the breakthrough.

Lin Feng leaned against the hard bench, seemingly without moving an inch.

The physical concealment effect after mastering the "Undying Golden Body Technique" is too strong.

The fluctuations in his aura were compressed to within one millimeter of his body surface, making them completely imperceptible to outsiders.

The only change was that a very brief golden streak appeared on his skin, which disappeared after half a second.

Su Wan'er sat three steps away from him.

She sensed something amiss with her spiritual power and turned to look.

I didn't see anything.

She frowned and looked away.

After the heat completely subsided, Lin Feng slowly clenched his fist.

There was no sound, no flying debris, nothing at all.

But he knew it himself.

The section on King Wu.

Arrived.

[Remaining Martial Arts Points: 103600]

The remaining points haven't been added yet, but the name of the next opponent has already been revealed.

He opened one eye halfway and glanced at the schedule on the big screen.

Guodu Martial Arts Academy VS Beiling Martial Arts Academy.

"Time to get to work." Lin Feng stretched.

Qin Lie jumped up from the ground: "I'll go first!"

"etc."

Lin Feng used his mental power to detect the activity in the rest area of ​​the North Ridge Martial Arts Academy across the street.

The three people were huddled together, whispering to each other.

"...That psychic can only use throwing knives to ambush; he'd be useless against him head-on."

"Yes, as long as you don't give him any distance, just get close and attack, and he's done for."

"Don't worry, watch us."

The one who spoke first was a Martial King at the third level. He held a machete in his hand and spoke in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough to be heard by the students at the Capital Academy.

on purpose.

Qin Lie heard this and his face immediately darkened. "These bastards!"

Lin Feng patted him on the shoulder.

"sit down."

"But......"

I said, "Sit down."

Qin Lie's bottom landed back on the bench.

Lin Feng stood up and walked towards the arena.

Mo Changfeng took two steps forward: "Lieutenant Lin, are you going to go alone?"

"Three people in a team fight, and I'm one, that's enough."

"But the rules say it's three against three."

"The rules state that each team must field three players," Lin Feng said without turning his head. "They didn't say you can't have one person fight three."

The passageway fell silent.

The commentator on the podium realized what was happening: "Wait a minute! Guodu Academy only sent one person this time? Lin Feng is going to fight three against one?"

A cacophony of discussion erupted from the stands.

"Are you crazy?"

"You won the last round with a throwing knife, so you won't do it again this time..."

"No, he didn't bring a throwing knife."

"He only brought a sword?"

Lin Feng stepped onto the ring.

The Fang of Calamity remained on his back, unremoved.

He stood in the center of the ring, extended his right hand towards the three people opposite him, and beckoned with his finger.

"Come on, no need for throwing knives, no need for telekinesis, not even for drawing your sword."

"I'll take care of the three of you with my bare fists."

The stands erupted in uproar.

Everyone on the field still thinks Lin Feng is a Martial Grandmaster, daring to challenge three Martial Kings with his bare hands?

The commentator's voice cracked: "What does Lin Feng mean by this? He's going to fight three armed fighters bare-handed?"

The three people from Beiling Martial Academy stood up at the same time, with the leader, a Martial King of the Third Rank, gripping his machete tightly.

His temples throbbed twice.

A Martial Grandmaster-level mentalist, without using mental power or weapons, can take on three Martial Kings with his bare hands?

"You're asking for it!"

The referee raised his hand: "The game begins!"

The three formed a battle formation and launched a sudden attack at the same time.

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