Full-Time Martial Saint

"You have defeated the player codenamed 'Rilaf' and gained 26 victory points."

"You have defeated the warrior codenamed 'Holy Light Warrior' and gained 28 victory points."

……

As Chen Cong had predicted, things progressed in the same way. After his win rate dropped, the opponents he was matched with were significantly weaker. In fact, the unknown matchmaking mechanism of the Divine Arena seemed to have a special mode specifically designed for those with a 100% win rate.

After his win rate dropped from 100%, he went through several winning streaks and quickly raised it back to 93.7%, but the opponents he was matched with did not become significantly stronger.

Realizing this, Chen suddenly felt a sense of resentment.

He felt that his homeroom teacher Ma Xinhua's prediction was probably correct; maintaining a 100% win rate might indeed trigger some new rule in the virtual world.

Unfortunately, I have now lost that qualification. For now, I can only try to obtain the title of [Blackstone Trialer] and see if there is any way to make up for it later.

After being matched with and defeating another opponent, Chen Cong's rank reached Rookie 2 Star with 232 victory points, just 68 victory points away from Rookie 3 Star.

Normally, if he hadn't spent more than half an hour with Karapti Hey at the beginning, he might have been able to play two more games today and try to reach the Rookie 3-Star level.

But he had already been in the virtual world for two hours, and he was clearly feeling mentally exhausted.

Tomorrow is Monday, and there's a martial arts skills assessment test. He doesn't dare to overexert his mental energy, so he can only exit the virtual world first and wait until tomorrow.

"I really envy your mental strength."

Chen Conggang took off his Crystal Helmet and gently rubbed his throbbing temples when Luo Yunfeng's voice came from behind him.

He slowly turned his head and said with a faint smile, "I actually envy Brother Luo's overall physical fitness."

During the day, he had already learned some details about Luo Yunfeng from Ning Yuhang and Huang Changhu.

A transfer student from another city last year scored 5.1 in overall physical fitness and 430 in martial arts skills in a test last month. The academic affairs office privately contacted him to transfer him to the honors class, but he refused.

Upon hearing this, Luo Yunfeng paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "Fate is fair; neither of us is envious of the other."

"Furthermore, while overall physical fitness can be improved through hard work, mental strength is something that is basically predetermined by one's innate weakness, and it is probably not easy to make up for it later on."

Chen Cong looked at him with some confusion: "What are the benefits of having strong mental power?"

He always felt that Luo Yunfeng was implying something, as if he knew something related to mental power.

"Hmm... at least I can stay in the virtual realm for a longer time," Luo Yunfeng mumbled, then changed the subject: "How are your preparations for tomorrow's martial arts skills assessment test?"

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Chen Cong didn't press him. He replied, "There's nothing to prepare. I've only been at the Martial Arts Academy for a few days. I'll deal with whatever comes my way."

"Hehe...that's true." Luo Yunfeng chuckled and said, "That's the right mindset. If you're nervous during mock exams, you'll be terrified during the actual college entrance exam."

The two chatted for a short while before Chen Cong took his toiletries to the bathroom.

……

The next morning at six o'clock.

When he opened his eyes, Luo Yunfeng was gone, and the bedding on the bed was still neatly folded.

"This guy is getting more and more stubborn," Chen Cong said with a smile, shaking his head.

Two days ago, when he woke up at six in the morning, he could often see Luo Yunfeng getting dressed and washing up.

These past two days have been quite something; by six o'clock, you can't even see him anymore.

After getting up, getting dressed, washing up, and then going to the cafeteria for lunch, Chen Cong, as usual, practiced Sanyuan Zhuang Gong for half an hour in the grove behind the cafeteria after lunch, and then ran two laps around the school before heading to the classroom at 7:40.

As soon as he entered the classroom, Huang Changhu rushed up to greet him excitedly.

"Chen Cong, the list is out!"

"It's a pity that I, Zhao Daniu, wasn't selected." Yang Can, standing to the side, hung his head, clearly feeling dejected.

Chen Cong comforted Yang Can for a few moments, then looked at the others with some confusion: "The preliminary test list?"

Ning Yuhang nodded and said, "Each class sends 20 representatives, and your name is first on our class's list of 20. It seems that Teacher Ma and Teacher Zhang have high hopes for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, many students in the classroom looked over with complicated expressions.

Once martial arts skills reach a minor level of mastery, Chen will inevitably be among the 20 selected, regardless of the method of selection.

Class 2 of Senior Three has been relegated to the loser's bracket in the diagnostic tests for two consecutive months and has ultimately failed to advance. Everyone present hopes that Class 2 of Senior Three can redeem themselves this time.

However, as martial arts students of seventeen or eighteen years old, they were young and impetuous, and each of them had their own pride.

Instinctively, they felt that if the class's reputation had to be restored by an outsider who had only transferred a few days ago, it would make them seem somewhat incompetent.

With these mixed feelings, some students in the class both hoped that Chen Cong would shine in the placement test, and were also afraid that his performance would be too dazzling and make them feel even more ashamed.

Fortunately, not many people had this mentality. The other students in the class looked at Chen Cong with some expectation, hoping that he could bring honor to the class in the upcoming diagnostic test.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the school bell rang.

The homeroom teacher, Ma Xinhua, appeared at the classroom door, and the noisy discussions inside the classroom quickly disappeared.

Ma Xinhua walked to the podium, looked around, and said slowly, "It's time for our monthly martial arts skills assessment test again."

"Although our class's results were not ideal in the last two tests, I know that everyone tried their best; so, don't put too much pressure on yourselves this time."

"It's just a test, not the college entrance exam. Just maintain a good mindset and perform at your usual level."

Ma Xinhua was in a good mood. After a few words of reassurance, he changed the subject: "Alright, all the students on the list, get ready and gather in the corridor. Ning Yuhang will lead the team to the martial arts hall to find Teacher Zhang."

Upon receiving the instruction, the twenty students in the class, including Chen Cong, quickly got up and stood in two lines in the corridor outside the classroom.

Ning Yuhang carefully checked the list and number of people to ensure that everything was correct. He then bid farewell to Ma Xinhua and led the group toward the martial arts hall.

When the twenty students from Class 2 of Senior Three arrived, two classes had already arrived in the huge indoor martial arts arena on the first floor of the martial arts hall.

"Teacher Zhang." Ning Yuhang led everyone to Zhang Kui and bowed.

Zhang Kui glanced at him, then at Chen Cong in the group, and nodded slightly, saying, "Go ahead, everyone do your best."

As the martial arts teacher of Class 1 and Class 2 of the third year of high school, he was indeed embarrassed by the less-than-satisfactory performance of Class 2 in the previous two sessions. Knowing his temper, he was sure to give them a lecture this time.

However, considering that Chen Cong was present this time, and that Class 2 of Senior Three would most likely be able to redeem themselves and regain some face, Zhang Kui did not want to put too much pressure on the children. He simply said one sentence and then asked Ning Yuhang to take the person to the designated area.

Once everyone in Class 2 had settled in the designated area, students from other classes gradually arrived at the training ground, and the entire training ground was soon filled with people.

As per the normal procedure, once all the students had arrived, the next guests to take the stage were naturally the school leaders and some invited guests.

As announced by the staff on site, a group of figures slowly walked out from behind the stage.