I, Omnipotent

By the next day, Xu Feng still had not fully recovered.

It felt as if two people were fighting inside his head: one was Xu Feng, the other was Sun Huowang.

The two fought fiercely. Whenever Sun Huowang gained the upper hand, he shouted, "I'm Sun Huowang!" Whenever the other gained the upper hand, he started yelling, "Ah, yes, yes, yes."

After finally calming his mind down, he realized he had delayed quite a few tasks. Fortunately, the joint study program had not been affected.

"Meow, this Dreamscape is seriously addictive!"

Heaven Origin, Long Summer, Pure Yang... these urban districts all belonged to Kaiyang Province, but they were managed by different Cultivators' Committees and did not interact with one another.

The joint study program was meant to break down those barriers. Students of the same type from different schools could study and exchange ideas together, promoting the flow of education while allowing teachers to gain more teaching experience.

The original intention was good, but the people below had botched its implementation.

The current joint study program was more like a parade of educational military might. By displaying the quality of their teaching, they forced others to reform, allowing their own side to gain greater benefits.

Xu Education Group wanted Heaven Origin to open up so it could acquire the excellent cultivator prospects here and further expand its own organization.

But the Tianyuan Cultivators Committee also knew that it could not withstand Xu Education Group's funding and power, so it did not want to open up.

This joint study program was a clash between the two sides, and Xu Feng was determined to win.

Compared with Long Summer Sports School, Heaven Origin Sports School was nothing but a tiny caterpillar. Its standards were beneath mention in every respect.

Even so, a lion used its full strength to hunt a rabbit. He had his classmates scout out the situation while he continued playing The Dreamer by himself.

Though he could not tell at first, the more he played through the Dreamscape's story, the more hooked he became. The more hooked he got, the more he wanted to play, until he was almost too happy to leave.

When his classmate returned, he reluctantly exited the Dreamscape and asked, "Well?"

"This is probably the worst Body Cultivator high school I've ever seen," the burly man said disdainfully.

"Why do you say that?"

"They neither use technology nor rely on mutation. The entire Senior Year 2 was lifeless, with only one person looking utterly delighted. Yet his physique was the worst of them all. Who knew what he was so happy about?"

"Everyone slept during class, and they did not even sleep peacefully. Sometimes they broke down crying, and other times they laughed outrageously. If they could not even dream peacefully, their Dao Hearts must be unstable."

"That Teacher Zhao did nothing about it either. He just let the students sleep in class. Who knew how many students' futures he had ruined?"

"They were not even enthusiastic about eating. Every time, that cheerful-faced guy had to drag them along for a meal. And they ate at the school night market. What good food could a dump like that possibly have?"

"Besides that, they loved bragging. One claimed he had killed a hundred, another claimed he had killed a hundred and twenty. It was a good thing bragging was not taxed, or they would have been fined to death."

"In short, this Heaven Origin is no good."

"Is that so..."

Xu Feng knew the other man had a good eye and trusted his judgment.

But the more that was the case, the happier he became.

The worse this place was, the easier it would be for Xu Education Group to entice them. As long as they offered some benefits, they could get these promising seedlings to join their education group and become their trainees.

Nodding in satisfaction, he said to his classmate, "Good. Prepare to begin the joint study program."

Heaven Origin would soon be his.

Xu Feng's goals and the higher-ups' considerations had no effect on the students of Senior Year 2, Class 6. They still ate when they should eat and slept when they should sleep, getting utterly wrecked in the game every day and living blissful lives.

Perhaps because they had been abused for too long, quite a few students had even developed a taste for it. If Senior Sister did not clamp them between her thighs for a day, they felt uncomfortable all over.

Today, Ma Daqiang entered the Dreamscape as usual.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw dazzling lights swaying before him. The enclosed space was full of danger, yet it stirred a faint excitement within him.

Scattered liquor bottles lay all around. He had to tread very carefully as he passed, or he would alert the enemies hidden inside.

In this game, he could take on one enemy head-on. With two, he had to consider a sneak attack. With three, there was no point even thinking about it—he had to turn and run.

And whether he could outrun them depended on their mood.

Besides the liquor bottles, there was also pounding music. The sound seemed to hammer against his heart, quickening his pulse and often throwing him off balance. His movements would distort, and he could only bring out eighty percent of his original ability, leaving him to die with regret.

In the past, he had often been too afraid to move forward in this place, terrified that something might leap out of a corner and kill him.

But lately, the closer he got to places like this, the more excited he became.

It was as though some switch had been flipped, gradually making him enjoy fighting people. He had even begun looking forward to battling the people here.

As he walked, he observed his surroundings, so that he could react quickly to a sudden attack and choose whether to run or fight based on the number of enemies.

Suddenly, a faint whistle cut through the air beside his ear. The instant his skin felt the breeze, his body reacted. He tilted his head on instinct and dodged the attack ahead.

One person!

This could work!

Bursting forward, Ma Daqiang deftly hooked a liquor bottle from a pile of them. He rushed before his opponent, smashed the bottle into the man's face, then charged sideways and pressed both the shards and the bottle's base into his face.

In that instant, all the repression from reality and the game burst free. He had found an outlet, releasing all the frustration that had built up inside him.

Then an elbow sent blood and tears streaming from the other man's face. A palm strike threw his footing off. Ma Daqiang turned, wrapped him up from the side, twisted his neck, and exerted force.

With a faint crack, the man's neck snapped cleanly, and his breath vanished.

Letting out a long breath, Ma Daqiang knew it was not over.

Given Morning Light's habits, there was definitely a second guy lying in wait somewhere in the dark.

He snatched up a liquor bottle from the ground and hurled it into the darkness. The sound of it hitting the floor startled a figure into movement, only for Ma Daqiang to seize him directly and strangle his neck apart in midair.

The consecutive victories made his blood boil. The realistic sensation awakened the beast within him, making him feel as though he could do anything.

It was here!

The most exhilarating moment of kung fu was here!

Though this moment was extremely rare, every encounter left his scalp tingling and his mood soaring to its peak, making him desperately want to keep killing.

"Right now, I should be able to take down Eldest Senior Brother without taking a scratch!"

The more exhilarated he felt, the calmer his movements became. Ma Daqiang seemed caught between ice and fire, further elevating his strength.

And reality proved that his judgment was correct.

He had fully integrated the things he had learned before. His mind worked better than ever, and he knocked down every enemy he encountered along the way, until he reached the Eldest Senior Brother who had once seemed so formidable.

Ma Daqiang had now entered an exceptionally unusual and impassioned state. Though the Eldest Senior Brother before him was still extremely powerful, he was no longer an unreachable opponent.

He had not defeated the man many times, and every victory had been a hard-fought one.

But today, Ma Daqiang felt it from the bottom of his heart:

He was omnipotent!

He was invincible!