Qi Gathering Fifth Level, New Disciple Martial Competition

The next day, Lin Changkong woke up early.

"System, extract cultivation."

At any time, at any place, leveling up was the most important thing.

Lin Changkong was looking forward to it. This time, he had the fourth-tier martial art, Blood Fiend Saber Qi. Cultivating it would definitely be harder than the Crimson Flame Blood Fiend Technique. What level could one hundred years of cultivation raise him to?

[Year 1: You begin cultivating Blood Fiend Saber Qi, but can't grasp the essence and find it difficult to get started. You spend a lot of time cultivating Blood Fiend Saber Qi, leading to slow progress in your realm.]

[Year 2: You continue cultivating Blood Fiend Saber Qi, but can't grasp the essence and find it difficult to get started...]

[Year 3: You continue cultivating Blood Fiend Saber Qi, but can't grasp the essence...]

Seeing the familiar wording, Lin Changkong couldn't help but suspect the system had been professionally trained to gaslight its hosts.

Was there any way to be more discouraging?

[Year 10: You finally grasp a bit of the knack and cultivate your first strand of Blood Fiend Saber Qi.]

[Year 20: Your Blood Fiend Saber Qi has entered the introductory stage.]

[Year 50: You finally cultivate Blood Fiend Saber Qi to the proficient stage. You can kill people from a distance and even fight above your level.]

[Year 60: Your realm breaks through, reaching Qi Gathering Fourth Level.]

[Year 80: You feel like you've comprehended Blood Fiend Saber Qi and can even launch saber qi from your rear end, but you soon realize it wasn't saber qi, you were just farting.]

[Year 90: You feel cultivation is too difficult. The most important thing in life should be to live freely. You want to visit a brothel, but fearing disease, you decide against it.]

[Year 100: After a long period of arduous cultivation, your Blood Fiend Saber Qi reaches the minor accomplishment stage, and Crimson Flame Blood Fiend Technique reaches the transcendence stage. You finally achieve Qi Gathering Fifth Level.]

[Name: Lin Changkong]
[Realm: Qi Gathering Fifth Level]
[Physique: Comparable to Qi Gathering Second Level, a veritable human bulldozer]
[Cultivation Techniques: Vajra Body Refining Technique (Tier 2, Transcendence); Crimson Flame Blood Fiend Technique (Tier 3, Transcendence)]
[Martial Arts: Eight Extremes Collapse Fist (Tier 1, Transcendence); Wind Breaking Saber (Tier 2, Transcendence); Blood Fiend Saber Qi (Tier 4, Minor Accomplishment)]

Extraction complete. His realm still improved by two minor levels, but the speed was noticeably weaker than last time, only barely reaching Qi Gathering Fifth Level.

However, besides his own aptitude, it was also because Blood Fiend Saber Qi was a fourth-tier martial art, requiring more time to cultivate, thus leaving less time for realm advancement.

But the minor accomplishment of Blood Fiend Saber Qi, compared to the small increase in his level, brought far greater benefits.

Furthermore, Crimson Flame Blood Fiend Technique had also reached the transcendence stage, making his Crimson Flame spiritual energy incredibly pure.

When stacked with Blood Fiend Saber Qi, the power would definitely be stronger.

Lin Changkong's heart stirred, and he felt a sharp aura circulating within his body. That was the Blood Fiend Saber Qi condensed using himself as a medium.

He waved his hand, and a saber qi shot out from a distance, landing on the ground and instantly carving a bottomless rift.

He then unleashed seven or eight more saber qi simultaneously. The saber qi crisscrossed, forming a net that cut the ground into a grid.

"The power is even greater than I imagined, and I can launch it over a wide area. All attacks within the range are indiscriminate. This is definitely a god-tier skill for group fights."

Lin Changkong was very satisfied. With this move, he had his biggest trump card for today's New Disciple Martial Competition.

He knew clearly that he had completely offended Luo Qingyi at yesterday's new disciple meeting. Luo Qingyi, being so petty, would definitely not let it go and would have people target him.

Coupled with the fact that he had offended many people yesterday, he would most likely be worn down by them in waves. Having a trump card was very important.

Bringing his Broadsword, Lin Changkong went out.

"Junior brother, good morning."

As soon as he stepped out, Hong Ye was standing at the door, greeting him with a smile.

Lin Changkong also smiled, "Good morning, senior sister."

"Today is the New Disciple Martial Competition. You have to do your best, aim for the top thirty, strive for the top twenty. Senior sister will personally cheer you on."

Hong Ye clenched her fists, looking like she was cheering him on very seriously.

Lin Changkong said, "Okay, thank you for your concern, senior sister."

"With our relationship, what's there to thank? I heard you caused a huge scene at the new disciple meeting yesterday, directly contradicting Elder Luo, and also beat up a disciple at Qi Gathering Second Level and one at Qi Gathering First Level, is that true?"

"Yes."

Hong Ye looked at him with some surprise, "Junior brother, you're truly brave. Luo Qingyi is notoriously stingy. If you contradict her like that, you'll definitely face retaliation today.

Let me tell you, the rules for the New Disciple Martial Competition aren't simple. It's not one-on-one, but a free-for-all!

All the new disciples will be thrown into the same arena. Whoever can stand until the end will be the final victor. You've offended so many people, you might get swarmed today."

"Free-for-all?"

Lin Changkong was also a bit surprised. He had indeed never seen such a competition format.

However, he was merely surprised; he wasn't scared.

Hong Ye said, "Yes, it's a free-for-all. How is it, doesn't it sound terrifying?"

She really wanted to see Lin Changkong look worried. After all, when she heard about this format, she also felt a tremor of fear. Free-for-alls had too many unpredictable factors.

Lin Changkong shook his head and said, "Scary? How is it scary? I feel even more excited!"

"Ah?"

Hong Ye wilted.

Lin Changkong: "Isn't it? Since it's a free-for-all, I can beat up whoever I want. I'll beat up everyone I don't like. Just thinking about it is awesome!"

Hong Ye: "!!!"

"Heaven's wrath, your way of thinking is something this senior sister would never come up with in a lifetime!"

The two of them went to the cafeteria for a meal and then headed to the martial arts arena.

Outside the martial arts arena at this moment, the new disciples were rapidly gathering. As soon as Lin Changkong arrived, he saw a few familiar faces – Zhang Dali and Feng Xiaoman, who had been beaten black and blue yesterday.

Upon seeing Lin Changkong, their faces twitched slightly, and their eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"What are you looking at, dead fish eyes?"

Lin Changkong glanced at the two of them and said coldly.

Zhang Dali was furious and roared, "Don't get cocky. You won't be leaving the martial arts arena standing today."

Feng Xiaoman: "Just wait until you become crippled!"

Lin Changkong chuckled, "Are you two talking about yourselves? Since you have such a request, don't worry, I'll fulfill it for you then."

Suddenly, a commotion arose from the crowd as several figures, gorgeously dressed, with outstanding temperaments, and extremely cold and arrogant, walked over.

Lin Changkong also looked over. There were four people in total, and the aura they exuded was very strong.

"Luo Ling, Zhao Zheng, Zhong Li. These are the three strongest newcomers of this batch, all at Qi Gathering Third Level."

"Not only that, but the person next to Luo Ling is Luo Xiu. It's rumored he's already at Qi Gathering Second Level. The top contenders for this New Disciple Martial Competition will likely emerge from among them."

"It's good to have a powerful background. They're already far ahead of us from the start, sigh."

There was a stir among the surrounding people, and immediately, some information entered Lin Changkong's ears.

Many people were envious, jealous, and of course, some were trying to curry favor.

"Qi Gathering Third Level upon entry, too strong. This kind of talent is far superior to that Lin Changkong who was acting so domineering yesterday."

Some people thought of Lin Changkong and started comparing him to these individuals.

But just as this person finished speaking, Luo Ling, who was walking over, suddenly turned cold. She flashed beside him and slapped him, sending him flying.

The person was caught off guard and lay on the ground, his face filled with shock.

"Senior Sister Luo, what, what do you mean by this?"

Luo Ling said coldly, "You just compared me and Lin Changkong, didn't you?"

The person said, "Yes, yes, but I didn't say anything bad about you. I said you were much stronger than him."

"Bang!"

Luo Ling kicked him flying again and snorted, "Hmph! You have no eyes. Do I need you to tell me that I'm much stronger than him?

Comparing me to trash like that is defiling my status and strength. That's why you're getting beaten!

Trash like that doesn't even have the right to be compared to me!"