Full-Time Martial Saint

"Code name 'Homesick Traveler'. Your matchmaking time is estimated to be 8 minutes. Please wait patiently and do not leave."

The matching time has become longer again.

Yesterday, when I had a 100% win rate in 9 games, it took me more than six minutes to match the tenth opponent. Today, it takes eight minutes right from the start.

Standing listlessly in the main hall of the Divine Strike Arena, Chen Cong casually observed the passersby around him.

Meanwhile, in the capital of the Great Xia Dynasty.

The majestic and beautiful Shenwu Mountain stands quietly in the center of Kyoto in the darkness, like a towering giant, silently guarding Kyoto and the entire Great Xia Dynasty.

At the summit of Shenwu Mountain, buildings imbued with the rich atmosphere of the ancient Xia Dynasty are scattered in an orderly fashion, with blue bricks and gray tiles hidden among the mountains and forests. Covered bridges, stone steps, ancient pines and streams dot the landscape, making it seem like a sacred place on earth.

At the highest point of the mountain, surrounded by a cluster of buildings, stands a magnificent hall imbued with the marks of time.

This grand hall is the sacred place in the hearts of all martial artists in the Great Xia Dynasty—the Great Xia Martial Temple.

In the ancient pavilion in front of the hall, the lights were gentle, and two figures sat facing each other.

The middle-aged man with short hair on the left sits upright with a resolute face, shaped like a javelin, and rarely smiles; while the white-haired old man opposite him has a kind and gentle face.

"Qiu Cheng, did you gain anything from your trip to Annam?"

The white-haired old man poured a cup of tea and handed it to the person opposite him, then asked in a slow voice.

Clearly, the person sitting opposite the old man was none other than Ye Qiucheng, the newly promoted Martial Saint of Great Xia, whom Su Nanyue had mentioned when she first met Chen Cong.

Ye Qiucheng leaned forward, took the teacup with both hands, and bowed slightly: "Thank you, Elder Huo."

The white-haired old man nodded.

Ye Qiucheng placed the teacup in front of him and said in a deep voice, "The details are similar to the report I sent earlier."

"What appeared in Annan Jiangcheng was indeed an E-level disordered rift. Master Dawen of Annan, along with several sixth-level martial artists, ventured deep into the rift to explore, but we did not find anything special."

"But..." Ye Qiucheng hesitated for a moment, then narrowed his eyes and said, "But I think there must be some kind of conspiracy behind the unusual behavior of those scarlet fire crows that we haven't noticed."

The white-haired old man looked thoughtful, then gently clapped his hands and said, "There must be something fishy going on when things are unusual. The words of our ancestors are never wrong."

"These past two days, a few old guys and I have been studying the disordered fusion rift events that have occurred in various countries of Earth over the past twenty years, and we've come to a conclusion—"

Ye Qiucheng had just picked up his teacup when he heard this, so he immediately put it down and looked at him intently.

The white-haired old man continued, "Generally speaking, apart from those fixed, orderly fusion rifts, the frequency of disordered rifts appearing across the entire Blue Star has gradually increased dramatically over the past twenty years."

"The research institute has made three analyses on this."

"Firstly, the spatial location of Earth has been exposed, attracting more covetous eyes."

"Secondly, the advanced intelligent races behind those alien monsters are running out of patience and are trying to penetrate Earth from a new angle at any cost."

"The last speculation is that the research institute believes they have discovered some core secret."

Which hypothesis do you think is more likely?

Meeting the gaze of the white-haired old man, Ye Qiucheng thought for a moment before speaking directly, "Old Huo, I am a rough man and do not understand these things."

"Regardless of the reason, my duty is to protect Great Xia with the gun in my hand."

Upon hearing this, the white-haired old man chuckled and shook his head: "Never mind, you're so obsessed with martial arts, I shouldn't have brought these things up with you."

"You must be exhausted from the long journey back from Annam. Go and rest now."

Ye Qiucheng nodded slightly, picked up the teacup in front of him and drank it all in one gulp. Then he stood up and bowed, saying, "Elder Huo, I'll be leaving now."

The white-haired old man nodded, and after watching Ye Qiucheng's figure disappear, he glanced sideways and said, "Have someone go to the research institute and compile a copy of the data on the large-scale invasion of orderly fusion rifts in the Great Xia over the past twenty years and the appearance of disordered fusion rifts in various places. Old Li and I will study them again."

"Yes!" Not far from the pavilion, a figure dressed in a well-fitting black Zhongshan suit bowed respectfully and quickly left.

……

The Void Realm, the Divine Battle Arena, the Fighting Space.

Chen Cong clenched his fists, bracing his slightly numb arms, and stared solemnly at the terrifying opponent opposite him who resembled a humanoid monstrous ape.

The guy codenamed "Titan" was the first opponent he finally matched with after more than seven minutes.

The two fought for nearly twenty minutes.

In the twenty minutes of fighting, Chen Cong used all his skills, but the difference in their overall physical qualities was too great. His opponent's ability to withstand blows was terrifying, and his strength had reached the limit that technique could compensate for.

Chen could now clearly feel that his arms had almost lost all feeling. His left shoulder had been accidentally grazed by the other person's fist, and intermittent sharp pain kept coming, significantly reducing his flexibility.

This was largely thanks to the fact that the Crystal Helmet only transmitted 60% of its senses. If it were in reality, facing such excruciating pain, he would probably have lost the ability to fight.

Fortunately, his attack wasn't entirely ineffective. The humanoid ape, nearly two meters tall, was also baring its teeth, enduring the pain emanating from all over its body.

"We can't waste any more time."

"This guy's overall physical fitness is clearly at level seven or eight, and his martial arts skills are also very close to mastery. If we continue to fight, it will be difficult to determine a winner in a short time."

"Moreover, if their martial arts skills suddenly break through and reach a minor level of mastery during the fight, I will definitely lose..."

Chen pondered the pros and cons in his heart and secretly resolved that he could no longer waste time with this person. For him now, time was the biggest cost.

Having figured this out, he no longer hesitated. He narrowed his eyes and charged forward with a punch.

"What a madman!"

Seeing Chen Cong rush forward again without hesitation, the burly man codenamed "Titan" couldn't help but curse, then roared and charged forward as well.

boom!

The punch codenamed "Titan" came straight at Chen Cong, who should have raised his arm to block or dodge, but suddenly gave up all resistance.

The punch landed squarely on his head, sending him flying backward. Before he even hit the ground, he transformed into specks of starlight and vanished in an instant.

In the main hall of the Divine Arena, Chen Cong's figure slowly emerged.

"Ouch, that really hurts..." Chen Cong rubbed his nose and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

If I had taken a punch like that in real life, my head would probably have been blown apart on the spot.

As the pain subsided, he slowly raised his hand and summoned his control panel.

Code Name: Homesick Traveler

[Rank: Rookie 2-Star (114/300 Victory Points)]

[Number of matches: 11]

Record: 10 wins, 1 losses

Win rate: 90.90%

"Fortunately, this loss only cost me 25 victory points."

Seeing that the lost victory points were still within an acceptable range, Chen breathed a sigh of relief and started free matchmaking again.

"Code name 'Homesick Traveler'. Your matchmaking time is estimated to be 4 minutes. Please wait patiently and do not leave."

The reminder given by the illusory figure in front of him made Chen Cong laugh.

He didn't really understand the rules for matching opponents in the Divine Arena, but according to normal statistics, to some extent, the length of the matchmaking time could indicate the opponent's strength.

A four-minute matchmaking time is roughly equivalent to the intensity of his matches during his six-game winning streak.

After careful calculation, he had a general idea of ​​what to expect, and the next three or four matches should not be too difficult.