The Exchange Competition Begins (Please Vote)

The battle continued for over ten minutes.

Explosions rang out continuously from within the building.

The Sixth Realm of Jing Li, Aura Strength—one's strength within the body condensed until it was almost tangible.

Those at this realm were External Masters. With Aura Strength protecting their bodies, they were impervious to blades, bullets, water, and fire, capable of withstanding attacks from small firearms. Ordinary pistols and submachine guns, for example, could not penetrate an Aura Strength barrier.

That was only an External Master's defensive power. Their offensive power was equally terrifying.

When tangible Aura Strength erupted, every punch and kick was like an explosion.

Even solid steel reinforcement bars were no different from clay in their hands. They were like humanoid tanks.

This was the power of martial arts that everyone yearned for, a power beyond imagination.

In some online videos, Martial Artists who had opened a Mysterious Gate Aperture and cultivated Internal Family True Qi could slash out with a blade, sending blade qi sweeping forth and completely destroying a building. Its power rivaled that of a small rocket launcher.

In the north of Blue Star lay countless small nations, locked in constant warfare year-round.

True Qi Martial Artists could completely sway the course of a war, running rampant across artillery-filled battlefields with nothing but flesh and blood.

Watching those online videos before had been enough to make one's blood boil. Now that Qin Fen had witnessed an External Master battling a mutant with his own eyes, the burning blood in his heart was set ablaze. He swore that he would become a Martial Artist.

Aliens and mutants constantly threatened humanity's safety.

Only by becoming a Martial Artist could one better protect one's family and defend the homeland from Alien invasion.

More than ten minutes later, the sounds of battle stopped.

An expert from the Guard Bureau rushed out of the building, leaped down, and dragged the wolf-shaped mutant's body behind him.

The wolf-shaped mutant had been beaten into a bloody pulp. Its head in particular had been reduced to only half remaining. That body had been tough enough that even small-caliber submachine guns could not pierce it, yet it had been battered down to half a head. The battle's brutality was evident.

Moreover, the blood inside the wolf-shaped mutant's body was like sulfuric acid, carrying intense corrosive properties.

When its blood dripped onto the ground, it corroded the pavement into pitted holes. The Guard Bureau expert had tangible Aura Strength protecting his body and was unafraid of the wolf-shaped mutant's blood, but the ordinary officers kept far away.

A group of officers wearing protective suits stepped forward and lifted the wolf-shaped mutant's body into a police vehicle to be sealed away.

Then the ordinary officers began cleaning up the battlefield, thoroughly removing the blood from the ground. Not a single drop could be left behind. To ordinary people, mutant blood was like deadly poison. Once contaminated by a mutant's blood, the Alien genes within it would begin destroying human bloodline genes, and the victim would die within three minutes.

Therefore, ordinary people contaminated by the blood of mutants or Aliens would not even last long enough to reach a hospital. Quasi-Martial Artists who had cultivated Jing Li could resist for longer and make it to the hospital for treatment.

If one reached the Third Realm of Jing Li, Smooth Strength, they could send their strength to every part of their body. If they circulated their strength immediately, they could force the mutant or Alien blood that had entered their body back out.

Mutants also varied in strength. Among mutants who had undergone a single mutation, the degree to which they fused with Xenomorph bloodline genes greatly affected the power they could wield. Mutants who had only just fused with Xenomorph bloodline genes were merely comparable to Quasi-Martial Artists who had cultivated Jing Li.

Those with over ten percent bloodline gene fusion were comparable to Second Realm of Jing Li Quasi-Martial Artists. Those with over thirty percent fusion were comparable to Third Realm of Jing Li Quasi-Martial Artists, and at that point they could already undergo partial mutation.

Those with over fifty percent bloodline gene fusion were comparable to Fourth Realm of Jing Li External Training Experts.

Those with over seventy percent bloodline gene fusion possessed the combat power of Fifth Realm of Jin Li External Training Masters.

Those with over ninety percent bloodline gene fusion were equivalent to Sixth Realm of Jing Li External Masters and could transform perfectly.

Twenty minutes later, the Guard Bureau officers had cleaned up the battlefield. Only after ensuring that not a trace of mutant blood remained did they remove the cordon. Traffic resumed, and the backed-up vehicles slowly drove away.

By the time Qin Fen returned home, it was already nearly nine o'clock.

His parents had gone to sleep, and Qin Fen sat alone in his bedroom.

"Perhaps killing mutants and Aliens could earn more Righteous Qi Value."

Qin Fen could not help but ponder this.

Helping someone once only earned a few points of Righteous Qi Value.

Mutants and Aliens, however, constantly threatened humanity's safety.

If he could kill a mutant or an Alien, he would be removing a great threat to humanity. The Righteous Qi Value reward surely would not be small.

But with his current strength, seeking out mutants and Aliens to test this would be courting death. Mutants who had only just fused with Xenomorph bloodline genes were still adapting to their strength within mutant bases and would not go outside.

The mutants walking about outside all had gene fusion rates above fifty percent.

Therefore, he had to at least reach the Fourth Realm of Jing Li before he had the strength to fight mutants walking outside. Furthermore, mutants hid extremely well. If they did not mutate, one could not detect anything unusual even face-to-face.

To find mutants, one could only rely on instruments developed by the Academy of Sciences.

With a special instrument in hand, one could sense the Xenomorph bloodline genes inside mutants within a radius of several hundred meters.

Such special instruments were extremely expensive. Only Guard Bureau personnel were equipped with them; it was impossible to provide one to every household. Thus, although mutants hid within cities, their chances of being discovered remained low.

Qin Fen then shook his head and cast those thoughts aside.

He had only just entered Senior One and begun learning martial arts. It was far too early for him to deal with mutants and Aliens. As long as he moved forward steadily and never slacked off, there would come a day when he reached the pinnacle of martial arts.

When that time came, he would eventually face mutants and Aliens.

For now, the most important thing was the Freshman Martial Arts Exchange Competition being held by Fourth High School.

As long as he took first place and won the fifty-thousand prize, it would be enough to support him until he reached the Third Realm of Jing Li. Moreover, he could earn Righteous Qi Value every day by doing good deeds. Although each good deed only earned one point, he could still gain several points a day.

Over a month, that would add up to a considerable amount.

Monday, October 12.

Led by Zhou Wu, Qin Fen, Shi Jian, Shen Qiu, Li Heng, and Chen Bo arrived at Yang City Fourth High School.

Thirteen Middle School was not the closest to Fourth High School, but it was not particularly far either. By the time they arrived at Fourth High School's Martial Arts Hall, other schools had already arrived early. Under the guidance of their respective Martial Arts Teachers, some warmed up while others relaxed and calmed themselves...

Qin Fen and the others entered a prepared lounge.

Looking out from the lounge toward the competition grounds, it was somewhat larger than the one at Thirteen Middle School.

There were at least ten thousand spectator seats, and five Arenas had been set up in the center of the venue.

However, the spectator seats were empty. Although this martial arts exchange competition was hosted by Fourth High School, even Fourth High School's students were forbidden from watching the matches.

If Fourth High School's students were allowed to watch, they would certainly cheer for their own school's Martial Arts Students. That alone would give them an overwhelming advantage in momentum over the Martial Arts Students from the other schools, which would be unfair to those schools.

When two Martial Arts Students of comparable strength fought, momentum was extremely important. Strong momentum not only allowed one to perform normally, but could even lead to an exceptional performance. The side with weaker momentum, meanwhile, might become nervous and psychologically pressured, leading to frequent mistakes during the fight.

If students were organized to watch the matches, then the other schools would also have to bring groups of students.

Once there were too many people, there would be more trouble. Everyone was a hot-blooded teenager, and when emotions ran high, they could not properly control themselves. Fights and brawls would not be impossible.

If they lost the competition, it would also be a psychological blow to the Martial Arts Students of each school, leaving them feeling somewhat dejected.

Therefore, the Freshman Martial Arts Exchange Competition had no spectators. There were only the fifty Martial Arts Students participating in the exchange competition and the Martial Arts Teachers leading each school. The lack of spectators also kept the students from feeling too pressured, allowing them to treat it as an ordinary sparring match.

(Please Vote)

Thanks to reader Bingxin Yijiao for the 500-coin donation.