Yu Weiwei and Ren You were deep in conversation, standing on the edge of the rooftop. Qin Shi faced the relentless wind, his gaze unfocused, as if immersed in a profound epiphany.
Moments ago, facing the simulated combat against the Specialized Level Ninth Rank opponent created by Xuanming, each collision stretched and shook his muscles tremendously.
Tough tendons, far stronger than steel wire, and muscles as dense as refined iron, were being forged like layers of alloy, creating an exceptionally sturdy body.
"The output of a Specialized Level is indeed powerful!"
Qin Shi adjusted his rhythm, switching to the Demon Mountain Breathing Technique. His bones resonated, pores opened, and his surging life force, like intertwining lights, filled every inch of his flesh.
The injuries from the encounter with the Specialized Level Ninth Rank were healing, and like raw iron being hammered, impurities were expelled as wisps of steaming white smoke.
"To step into the Specialized Domain, an opportunity is needed."
Qin Shi’s eyes flickered, his thoughts active, as if capturing a glimpse of spiritual light.
"Could my opportunity be... getting beaten? And not just beaten, but brutally beaten!"
He clearly felt that by practicing the Cosmic Furnace Secret Manual, accommodating the Three Great Limits of tendons, bones, and skin, and then battling the Specialized Level Ninth Rank, the transformation of his mortal body seemed to accelerate.
"Unfortunately, the membrane limit has not yet opened. Otherwise, with the Four Great Limits forming a perfect body, I could forcibly enter the Specialized Domain."
Qin Shi’s spirit wandered, noticing Yu Weiwei and Ren You watching, he smiled in their direction and then signaled for more intensity.
"Junior Brother Qin seems not to have had enough?"
That was a Specialized Level Ninth Rank expert, even if only simulating eighty percent of their strength, an Amateur Level could not handle it.
"It fits the Old Martial Sect’s character perfectly; Master would be proud. The heir of the Nanhuang Daoist School should be such a martial arts fanatic!"
Yu Weiwei’s beautiful eyes held a smile, her fingers lightly hooked, allocating more resources from Xuanming.
In a moment, a fully armed three-member team appeared at different locations, forming a pincer attack, subtly surrounding Qin Shi.
Then, Yu Weiwei, with her braided hair, raised her arm and slowly lowered it, like a referee’s starting gun, commencing the competition!
Thunderous explosions ripped through the sky!
Standing on the edge of the rooftop, Qin Shi’s pores tightened, as if sensing danger like an animal in the wild; a chill surged up his spine like electricity to his head.
He extended his hands to shield his face and dropped down, maintaining balance as he swiftly moved down the building’s facade.
The fiery tongue of bullets followed, relentless!
Everywhere Qin Shi treaded, glass curtain walls and steel structures shattered in rapid succession. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novelFɪre.net
Like a searing knife cutting through!
"Senior Sister! Isn’t this too harsh?"
Ren You watched the simulated opponent at a high vantage point, recklessly firing two Vulcan machine guns over his shoulder, and thought the intensity might be too much.
"This is the norm in the Star Sea era. The crises the Old Martial Sect faces are often not formidable foes from the New Martial Sect, but mercenary corps working for money, lawless cosmic pirates, and opportunistic rogue traders."
Yu Weiwei’s eyes were calm as she watched Qin Shi leap between buildings:
"Since ancient times, only those qualified to pilot Divine Machines at a Specialized Level can roam the Star Sea. Without a Divine Machine, even a Specialized Level Fifth Rank expert could easily be blasted apart by a powerful armed spaceship."
Ren You was silent, agreeing with Senior Sister Yu’s words.
Dongxia aspires to revive the supreme glory of the Great Expedition, illuminating the galaxy and radiating the Star Sea.
True warriors cannot be confined to planets alone; they will eventually break free from heavy gravity and reach the vast starry ocean.
"The Martial Arts Path was originally developed to ’resist guns with a mortal body’. As this path widened, it evolved into ’transforming the mortal body into divinity’!"
Yu Weiwei’s words contained hope. Though Junior Brother Qin was already exceptional and could be considered a prodigy,
as the heir of the Nanhuang Daoist School, she hoped for even more astonishing performances from him.
The Specialized Domain is just a transition; the subsequent Celestial Tier Four Barriers are the true ascension path where countless talents fall into mediocrity.
"Has Junior Brother Qin’s body been honed to this extent?"
Ren You also focused on the battle. The fiery tongue sweeping across the building pursued Qin Shi, seemingly about to catch him any moment, tearing his body apart.
But in the next moment, Qin Shi abruptly stopped, his muscles tensed and exerted force. The bright, solid curtain walls collapsed, shattering glass for dozens of meters around.
Streams of air twined around his mortal body, propelling him sideways for hundreds of meters like a jet engine!
This was Wind Fist Stream’s Instant Shadow!
With a few continuous flashes, the burly opponent wielding two Vulcan machine guns lost track of him instantly.
In less than half a second, a hand grasped the red-hot barrel.
Unfazed by the scorching heat, his five fingers crushed the barrel into scrap metal.
Qin Shi then tapped a finger, sending a powerful force through the opponent’s brain, killing the simulated combatant.
"My reaction, speed, including power..."
After defeating one, Qin Shi did not relax. He quickly raised his hand, catching a large-caliber sniper bullet with two fingers.
His gaze swept around, and he rapidly locked onto the figure wielding anti-tank equipment.