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The next day.

As the first rays of sunlight streamed into the room through the window, Jiang Feng, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

In an instant, lightning flashed in his eyes!

[Ding! Congratulations, host! Concentration progress has reached 1000/1000, and the third stage, 'Self-Generation of Divine Essence,' has been completed!]

[Ding! A qualitative change in the host's mental strength has been detected, meeting the primary condition for breaking through to the fifth-grade Grandmaster!]

[System Prompt: To break through to the fifth rank of 'Divine Intent Realm', the following prerequisites must be met:]

1. Reach the pinnacle of any martial art's artistic conception!

2. Concentration progress has reached 'Self-Generation of Divine Essence'! (Achieved)

3. Cultivate a Saint-level mental cultivation technique! (Achieved)

4. The range of divine sense projection reaches one hundred meters!

5. Cultivate a mental attack martial skill of Saint rank or higher, and raise its proficiency to 'Mastery'!

Jiang Feng was slightly taken aback when he heard the system notifications ringing out one after another.

"No wonder fifth-grade Grandmasters are so rare, blocking countless fourth-grade peak geniuses. So the conditions for breaking through are really that harsh?"

If an ordinary martial artist saw these five conditions, they would probably despair on the spot.

The mere two skills, "Saint-level Heart Sutra" and "Saint-level Spiritual Martial Arts," are enough to make 99% of martial arts families go bankrupt and still not be able to gather enough.

But in Jiang Feng's opinion, this seems... not difficult at all?

"The artistic conception of a technique has reached the realm of perfection. My martial arts artistic conception is almost approaching the threshold of 10,000 points. As long as I play a few more actual matches in the league, breaking through will be a natural thing."

"As for projecting one's divine sense outwards..."

He took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness between his brows, that vast divine sense spread outwards in all directions like an invisible tide!

Ten meters!

Twenty meters!

Fifty meters!

Seventy meters!

Ultimately, the invisible fluctuation stopped at a distance of about seventy-eight meters.

Within this range, everything is constructed into a clear image in his mind, and can even easily penetrate walls!

His divine sense penetrated the wall and swept across the next room.

Shen Weilan was sleeping on the bed.

However, this girl's sleeping posture was truly indescribable; she lay sprawled out on the bed with the blanket kicked to one side.

The worst part was that her pajamas had slipped down quite a bit due to her large movements, exposing a large area of ​​her fair and delicate skin to the air.

"cough……"

Jiang Feng blushed and abruptly withdrew his divine sense as if he had been electrocuted.

"That brat, she can't sleep still at all!"

If I looked at it for just two more seconds, I'd definitely get a nosebleed.

After calming himself down, Jiang Feng began to review his spiritual experience.

He astutely discovered that the wider the range of his spiritual awareness, the more his perception of details would diminish.

Seventy-eight meters is the limit, but the edges are already somewhat blurred.

"What if we do the opposite?"

With a thought, Jiang Feng frantically compressed his originally scattered divine sense, finally condensing it into a "needle" that was firmly locked onto a flying insect on the windowsill.

"Buzz!"

My perception surged instantly!

The frequency of the insect's wing vibrations, the patterns on its compound eyes, and even where it was going to fly next were all clearly discerned.

"So strong!"

"In actual combat, if you could concentrate your divine sense into a single point to lock onto an enemy's weakness, the effect would be absolutely terrifying!"

Jiang Feng nodded in satisfaction, then turned his gaze to the fifth condition.

Cultivate a martial art that uses spiritual energy for attack.

"Divine sense can actually be used as a means of attack?"

He touched his chin.

The higher one climbs in martial arts, the more unpredictable and bizarre the battles between martial artists seem to become.

The mental attack, which is impossible to defend against, is definitely a powerful weapon for killing enemies of a higher level!

However, these kinds of martial arts skills are extremely rare on the market; you can't buy them even if you have money.

"Where can I get a Saint-level mental martial skill?"

Jiang Feng was deep in thought.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck him!

"The Martial Arts Association's Treasure Trove!"

He hadn't forgotten that President Longyuan had personally promised him that he would be allowed to choose any Saint-level cultivation technique or martial skill from the Martial Arts Association's treasury!

However, during this period he was immersed in the cultivation of "Lingxu Youlong Jue" and "Wuzhi Quanxin Jian", and did not have extra energy to cultivate other martial arts skills.

"Perfect timing, all the participating athletes are gathering at the Wushu Association today to depart."

"While I'm at it, I'll have President Long rummage through the treasure vault and get his hands on this mental martial art!"

Having made up his mind, Jiang Feng got out of bed, quickly washed up, and then went to the next room to knock on the door.

"Wei Lan, get ready to get up."

"Um... Brother, let me sleep for five more minutes..."

Shen Weilan's indistinct mutterings could be heard from inside the room.

"Today is the start of the three-city league, are you still going?"

"Bang!"

A thud was heard from inside, followed by Shen Weilan's panicked exclamation: "League! Oh no, we're going to be late!"

Hearing the commotion inside, Jiang Feng shook his head helplessly and turned to walk towards the living room.

Inside the restaurant, Liu Aifang, the mother, was already wearing an apron and had served a steaming hot breakfast to the table.

Today's breakfast was ridiculously lavish.

Not only were there exotic beast meat steaks emitting a rich aroma, but there were also two high-grade blood and qi potions placed next to them.

Looking at these expensive ingredients, Jiang Feng felt a warmth in his heart.

Liu Aifang wiped her hands on her apron and said with a smile, "Son, today is the day you participate in the league, right?"

"You'll need to eat well to have the energy to compete!"

"Um!"

Jiang Feng nodded emphatically.

In fact, for him, who has now reached the fourth rank and nine stars, the energy provided by these exotic beast meats and blood-activating potions is negligible, and he even needs to expend his true energy to refine the impurities.

But Jiang Feng showed no disdain whatsoever.

He pulled out a chair and sat down, tearing large bites of the steak, finishing off his mother's breakfast completely, leaving not a single drop of broth.

"Mom, don't worry."

"Don't you know your son's capabilities?"

He grinned, radiating sunshine and confidence.

Soon, Shen Weilan, having finished washing up, also joined the group eating.

After breakfast, the brother and sister said goodbye to their mother and took a car straight to the martial arts association.

As soon as he entered the city center, Jiang Feng sensed the unusual nature of Linchuan City today.

The whole city seemed to be on fire!

Banners were hung everywhere: along the streets, on screens in shopping malls, and even on utility poles.

A warm welcome to the distinguished guests from Chengdu, Wujiang, Linhai, and Beiyue!

[A fierce battle between three cities! Wishing the Jiangnan Provincial League a complete success!]

Fight! Fight! Fight! The people of Linchuan will never give up!

In the Three Cities League, Linchuan City, which had been silent for a long time, finally stood at the center of the storm today!

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