Chapter 91: Gold Standard Human Level II

Chapter 91 The Gold Standard Human Class II

16.12!

Compared to the 14.03 before the league, it had risen by more than two full points!

Within this leap lay the enhancement brought by ingesting potions and gene evolution;

the growth born of a ruined left arm, broken yet rebuilt under the stimulus of extreme medical serums;

and the passive rise in his vitality index forged by the body-tempering method over these past five days.

All in all, the gulf between Qin Feng and the senior students was shrinking by the day.

Moreover, Qin Feng's physical potential had utterly eclipsed that of the seniors; beneath the tier of planetary-grade lifeforms, only a Gold Human Class III possessed a physical potential greater than his.

Zhou Xiong's low voice, raspy as grinding metal, echoed once more through the cavernous martial arts hall.

"Among your rewards, aside from this session of my guidance and that gene-strengthening potion, there is also an entry ticket to the Dawn Thunder Pool."

"The Dawn Thunder Pool is a place of natural peril on Planet Dawn, yet it is also a land of treasures. Within it lies a unique energy crystal known as 'Thunder Crystal.' By absorbing the violent thunderous power within these crystals to temper your flesh, you can further elevate your physical potential."

Zhou Xiong's gaze sharpened into blades as he looked at Qin Feng, delivering each word with deliberate weight:

"Your current physical aptitude is that of a 'Gold Standard Human Class II.'"

"I advise you to journey to the Dawn Thunder Pool as soon as possible. Raise your physical potential there to 'Gold Standard Human Class III.'"

"Remember, you must accomplish this before your vitality index breaks through 30.0. For a martial artist, the later the stage, the more difficult it becomes to raise physical potential. Once you cross that 30.0 threshold, wishing to rise from Class II to Class III will demand a price in resources ten, if not a hundred times greater than what it costs now."

Hearing this, Qin Feng felt a cold chill strike his heart.

He carved every single word of Zhou Xiong's warning deep into his mind.

This was no mere advice; it was a golden maxim guiding his path forward, offered by one of the Empire's pinnacle powerhouses.

"Thank you for your guidance, Lord Zhou! Qin Feng shall remember it always!"

He bowed with solemn reverence, his voice overflowing with the truest gratitude.

"No matter,"

Zhou Xiong waved a hand dismissively. "This is the reward you earned. My guidance is at an end."

After offering another deep expression of thanks, Qin Feng turned and departed the martial arts hall that had completely reshaped his marrow and bone.

When he returned to the spectating area of First High School of Dawn, the atmosphere of the entire "Arctic Crown" arena was caught in a different kind of frenzy.

The seniors' tournament had entered its final, white-hot phase.

Qian Duoduo and Shi Potian noticed him the very instant he arrived.

"Old Qin! You're finally back! How was it, how was it? Did you get another private lesson?"

Qian Duoduo leaned in, his face a portrait of curiosity.

Yet, the moment he drew within three meters of Qin Feng, the grin on his face suddenly froze.

Beside him, Shi Potian subconsciously tensed his frame, a flicker of vigilance darting through his eyes.

Both of them sensed an indefinable pressure radiating from Qin Feng's person.

It was not the oppressive aura born of a high vitality index, but a deeper, more primal tremor arising from the very essence of life itself.

It was as though humans from the dawn of time had suddenly encountered a fierce, white-browed tiger.

A raw, instinctive dread and palpitations of the heart rooted deep within the bloodline.

"Old Qin... your presence, how... how does it feel entirely changed?"

Qian Duoduo scratched his head, speaking with a touch of bewilderment.

Shi Potian kept his gaze locked onto Qin Feng, saying in a low tone, "It is the pressure of a higher life tier."

Hearing this, Qian Duoduo's eyes rolled as understanding struck him like a flash. With a look of pure envy, he threw an arm around Qin Feng's neck, his mouth practically watering.

"You sly dog, Old Qin! I knew it! You must have eaten something incredible!"

"Haha, a modest gain."

"I'm so jealous!"

"..."

The group laughed and chatted for a brief while before Qin Feng cast his gaze toward the arena ring at the center of the stadium.

He observed that the seniors' tournament was drawing to its close.

Every contender still remaining on the field was a veritable monster.

Without exception, their vitality indices had all reached thirty points.

Furthermore, according to Qian Duoduo's intelligence, each of them had mastered at least two, or even three, lethal techniques to the realm of "Perfection."

Qin Feng intended to watch closely, seeking to study the combat styles of these peak seniors.

However, a single glance was all it took for him to abandon the notion.

Upon the stage, two figures moved with the terrifying velocity of teleportation. With every clash, one could only perceive a blur of afterimages and the blinding sparks exploding from colliding weapons.

The speed of their strikes was simply too fast!

It was so swift that Qin Feng's dynamic vision failed utterly to trace the trajectories of their movements; he could only hear the thunderous, violent booms of their impacts.

As for what forms they deployed or what techniques they utilized, he could not comprehend them at all.

"...I can't make out a single thing."

Qin Feng could not help but mutter a self-deprecating remark.

This lone complaint allowed Qian Duoduo, standing beside him, to instantly find his psychological balance.

"Haha! Old Qin, a genius like you can't understand it either!" Qian Duoduo slapped his thigh in sheer relief, exclaiming, "And here I thought we were the only blind ones! My mind is so much more at ease now! These guys simply aren't human!"

"It is primarily a matter of speed."

Qin Feng sighed in admiration. "With a vitality index of thirty, the physical body becomes too terrifying."

Unable to decipher the techniques on stage, the three of them simply fell into idle chatter.

Shi Potian and Qian Duoduo recounted the events that had transpired during the tournament over the last few days, placing particular emphasis on a senior named Sun He.

Senior Sun He had been defeated by a senior from Golden Dragon Martial High; the opponent had struck with lethal intent, coming a hair's breadth from killing Sun He and stirring up quite a storm.

"Afterward, Feng Ruyun, a senior from our First High, straight up beat that guy from Golden Dragon to death."

"A man actually died. Ah."

"..."

Qin Feng listened, stunned by the revelation.

It appeared that the struggle for the Dawn General Stars was infinitely more brutal than the so-called "Rookie King" competition; after all, the weight carried by the two titles belonged to entirely different realms.

Moreover, the tournament format for the seniors was also different.

"Old Qin, you'll have to be careful next year."

The fat youth babbled on: "If you don't possess the strength to dominate the entire field next year, and the year after that you compete for the Dawn General Star, the seniors from the other schools will highly likely strike to kill..."

"Don't the teachers care?"

Qin Feng asked, puzzled.

"Actually, if it's a normal match, fists and feet have no eyes—the teachers and referees will step in and won't let a student die on the platform,"

Shi Potian said. "But if a student deliberately tries to kill, the teachers and referees won't intervene. That's an unspoken rule of the school and the authorities. Whether you survive their retaliation depends entirely on your own skill. Without a vitality index of 30, it's hard to leave the match alive."

"I see."

As the three conversed, time swiftly passed.

Soon, the dazzling senior student match came to an end.

The ultimate "Qiming Star General" position was claimed by a senior from the Star River Military Affiliated High School.

His name was Lin Xinghai.

He wielded dual blades, and his strength was formidable.

After the match, the figure of Mentor Guyue appeared in the observation area of Qiming No.1 High School.

He wore a smile, his voice gentle yet clearly reaching every student's ears.

"Alright, students. This year's inter-school league has concluded successfully. Take a moment to rest, then leave in an orderly fashion, board the shuttles, and return to school."

Aboard the interstellar shuttle heading back, the atmosphere was relaxed and cheerful.

Qin Feng, Qian Duoduo, and Shi Potian sat together, calculating the time.

"The senior match ended a day earlier than scheduled,"

Qian Duoduo said, swiping his terminal screen. "That means there are only two days left until my monthly exam and your private domain monthly settlement!"

"These two days, we need to push our rankings hard! Every extra grade point we can get is a win!"

Shi Potian nodded in agreement beside him.

He had secured third place in the freshman match, earning a substantial grade point reward. If he could climb the rankings, he might upgrade to a B-level contract in a few months.

Thinking this, Shi Potian glanced at Qin Feng.

They tacitly avoided asking about Qin Feng's first-place reward, but he guessed Qin Feng would likely upgrade to a B-level contract this time.

Comparing people only breeds frustration.

The gap was only widening.

Shi Potian sighed inwardly.

"Before the top ten thousand,"

Qin Feng thought to himself.

He had to push his private domain ranking into the top ten thousand within these last two days!

Soon, the shuttle landed smoothly on the plaza before the Beiguan Building of Qiming No.1 High School.

Students disembarked in an orderly fashion.

Without any delay, Qin Feng and his two companions returned to their familiar Dormitory 402.

No unnecessary words were exchanged.

No moment of rest was taken.

Each returned to their own room, beginning their respective cultivation plans.

Inside the room,

Qin Feng's consciousness sank into the subspace network.

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