Chapter 92: Monthly Settlement Rank 6852

Chapter 92 Monthly Settlement: Rank 6852

A flash of light, and after merely three seconds, the sound of a successful match rang out.

The scene shifted.

Qin Feng’s figure appeared on a cold, metallic arena platform.

Opposite him stood a tall, lean second-year senior, holding a standard-issue longsword, a look of ease and arrogance on his face at the sight of a newcomer.

“Junior, you’re in luck—you drew me.”

The senior casually twirled his sword in a flourish. “Allow me to introduce myself: Class 3, Grade 2, Wang Meng, master of the Shunyun Sword.”

The moment he finished speaking.

Qin Feng moved.

With a shift of his [Wandering Dragon Body Art], his entire form shot forward like an arrow from a bowstring, crossing tens of meters in an instant.

The senior’s expression changed; he clearly hadn’t expected Qin Feng’s speed to be so great.

Hastily, he raised his sword to block.

But Qin Feng’s spear was faster!

A simple, unadorned thrust—the spear tip carried a biting chill, striking with pinpoint precision at the weak point of the opponent’s blade.

“Clang!”

A crisp sound rang out.

The senior felt an irresistible, immense force transmitted through his sword. His hand shook violently, and the longsword nearly flew from his grip.

Before he could steady himself, Qin Feng’s second and third thrusts came like relentless, clinging shadows!

Thrust, lift, parry, sweep, entangle!

A seamless series of spear techniques, like an impenetrable net, completely enveloped the senior.

The senior swung his sword defensively, trying to hold his ground, but found every block clumsy and futile.

Each of his opponent’s strikes landed precisely at the moment when his old strength was spent and new strength had yet to arise, leaving him so frustrated he could almost spit blood.

The battle lasted only one minute and twenty-three seconds.

With a crisp, decisive [Ten Thousand Troops Yield], Qin Feng sent the senior’s longsword flying high into the air.

His spear tip stopped just before the senior’s throat—not a hair’s breadth off.

The light faded, and the victory chime sounded.

Qin Feng withdrew from the private domain network, but a trace of surprise he hadn’t even noticed lingered in his eyes.

Won?

Just like that… so easily?

He recalled that before joining the league, facing any second-year senior meant being effortlessly crushed.

Even after he finally grasped [Ten Thousand Troops Guard], it only extended the fight to a little over a minute, and he would still be defeated by brute force.

But now, he had won with such ease and grace.

He reviewed his own strength.

First, the most straightforward data displayed on his terminal.

[Name]: Qin Feng

[Vitality Index]: 16.12

[Martial Rank]: Second-Grade Martial Artist

[Authority Level]: Level 3

[Private Domain Points]: -280

[Record]: 34 Wins / 420 Losses

A vitality index of 16.12—this figure was now nearly on par with most lower-tier second-year seniors.

As for those seniors with vitality indices above 18, though still higher than his, the gap was no longer an insurmountable chasm. As long as their killing arts weren’t perfected, Qin Feng felt he could contend with them.

Second, there was his unique “Heaven Rewards Diligence” system panel.

[Name]: Qin Feng

[Vitality Index]: 16.12

[Martial Rank]: Second-Grade Martial Artist

[Refining Arts]:

Intermediate Empire Body-Tempering Method (Mastery)

[Proficiency]: 150 / 10,000

[Effect]: At current stage, passively increases vitality index by 0.001 per hour. Greatly enhances body recovery speed and energy absorption efficiency.

[Note]: When the Intermediate Empire Body-Tempering Method reaches Perfection, you will undergo your second [Life Evolution].

Imperial Meditation Method (Beginner) [Proficiency]: 35 / 100

[Effect]: Nail of Favor x1: Your meditation speed receives a minor boost.

[Killing Arts]:

Thousand Troops Spear (Mastery)

[Proficiency]: 6155 / 10,000

[Effect]: At current stage, moderately enhances insight when training spear techniques.

[Mastered Killing Moves]: Ten Thousand Troops Yield, Flowing Light Chasing Shadow, Ten Thousand Troops Guard

[Merit Points]: 1130

The Intermediate Empire Body-Tempering Method had reached Mastery, granting him far superior control over his own strength and energy circulation efficiency compared to before.

And the proficiency of the Thousand Troops Spear had surpassed six thousand points.

This level was already enough to match the killing-art realms of most seniors.

Yet, this still couldn’t explain why he had won so easily.

Qin Feng pondered for a moment, and finally attributed the reason to the change in his physical constitution.

That Star Beast Type II Gene Enhancement Potion had elevated his physical potential to “Golden Standard Human Level II.”

This was not just a title.

It meant that, at the same vitality index, his explosive power, endurance, speed, and reaction time had all been vastly improved due to the fundamental changes in his physiological structure.

Under the same vitality index, his actual performance data far exceeded that of martial artists at the same rank.

“First, fight in the private domain to push my ranking up. When I can’t climb any higher, I’ll go to the gravity chamber and test just how strong my current punch force and speed really are.”

With a plan in mind, Qin Feng stopped overthinking and once again immersed his consciousness into the private domain network.

[Start Matching]

The next two days.

Qin Feng transformed into a tireless fighting machine.

In the private domain network, he embarked on a frenzied, reckless climb in rank.

He fought by day, he fought by night.

When his mental energy was drained, he would log out, rest a moment, then immediately plunge back into battle.

When hungry, he went to the cafeteria for an energy meal.

When sleepy, he leaned back in his chair for a brief nap.

His private domain record soared at a terrifying pace.

From an initial thirty or forty wins, to a hundred wins, two hundred wins, three hundred wins…

His ranking, once near the bottom of the sophomore class, rocketed upward like a missile.

Thirteen thousandth…

Ten thousandth…

Eight thousandth…

On the night before the monthly settlement, when Qin Feng experienced a string of losses, wins, losses, wins—each battle a grueling three-minute struggle—he knew he had reached his limit.

His final ranking settled at—6852nd!

In just two days, he had fought nearly seven hundred matches, with a win rate of sixty percent!

And the benefits of such intense, high-density combat were obvious.

The proficiency of his "Thousand Army Spear" had surged by over twelve hundred points in those two days!

[Proficiency]: 7411 / 10000

He had taken another great step toward the "Perfection" realm!

"At midnight tonight, the monthly settlement for the private domain will happen. Let's go eat first; no more fighting."

Qin Feng thought it over—with his current strength, it would be difficult to score much higher.

Reaching the six-thousand range, in the upper-middle tier, was already quite good.

"To break into the top ranks of the sophomore class, I'd need peak second-tier martial artist physique and a perfected killing technique."

Qin Feng called out to Little Fatty and the other, and together they headed to the cafeteria.

(End of this chapter)