Chapter 361: Refining Sen Luo Wan Xiang, Overwhelming and Rapid Progress (4K)

Chapter 361: Refining Sen Luo Wan Xiang, Overwhelming and Rapid Progress (4K)



After learning the Sen Luo Wan Xiang style from Li Sui Sui, Xue Jing finally gained the foundation to master the 'Divine-like Techniques'.

In his vision, the impenetrable defense of 'Returning Nothingness' and the unstoppable offense of 'Returning to One' were the ultimate skills in the realm of martial arts techniques.

This required an unimaginable amount of martial arts knowledge, to the point where he could instantly perceive and comprehend all martial arts techniques and realms in the world. Only then would he consider 'Returning Nothingness and Returning to One' as a great achievement.

Now, Xue Jing needed to accumulate knowledge.

He would learn everything he could and practice everything he was capable of.

All martial arts, regardless of their origin, whether they were from renowned or obscure schools, or even those of low quality... Even the most mediocre martial arts contained knowledge that could benefit him.

He would use Sen Luo Wan Xiang to integrate and refine all of it, advancing towards the goal of mastering the 'Divine-like Techniques'.

Where could he find such a vast amount of martial arts knowledge?

The answer was, of course, the Extreme Martial Ascension Palace.

The sacred place in the hearts of martial artists worldwide, it constantly gathered millions of martial artists. The number of bodies transported out daily was enough to form small mountains.

Each level required winning several battles to ascend, and each battle was against a different opponent from various regions, utilizing diverse martial arts styles.

Xue Jing possessed a unique advantage with the skill 【Consecration】, an extraordinary ability that could absorb the power of others after reversing their fortune.

Defeating and absorbing power from each opponent... There was no faster or better way to gain a vast amount of martial arts knowledge.

The only issue was whether he could endure it.

【Consecration】 placed a tremendous burden on the recipient's mind, as it required experiencing the knowledge gained through another's hard work and cultivation in an extremely short time.

Even with the support of numerous skills, Xue Jing struggled to withstand the influx of a large amount of foreign knowledge in a short period.

However, the situation had changed.

With 【Nirvana】, his recovery speed had reached a new level.

All the extraordinary skills derived from the skill panel had a 'transcendent' aspect that surpassed the limitations of common sense.

Mental fatigue was more challenging to address than physical exhaustion, but it was not a problem in the face of Nirvana.

Nirvana itself represented a state of transcending all worries, desires, and the cycle of life and death, making it effortless to resolve mental issues.

Without a companion, Xue Jing set out alone for the Extreme Martial Ascension Palace.

He boarded a large flying vehicle conceptually similar to a bus or subway, a public transportation facility available in every urban circle within the city. It traveled along fixed routes, connecting the central metropolis.

Throughout the journey, Xue Jing wore the 【Ordinary Glasses】 and maintained a state of complete aura concealment, avoiding any incidents. After several hours of travel, he successfully arrived at the Extreme Martial Ascension Palace.

This was his second visit.

As soon as he stepped into the palace, his wristband began to flicker.

Within a second, the pleasant female voice of the super AI 'Xuan Ling' sounded in his ear: "Xue Jing, you're here again."

It seemed that the Ordinary Glasses and aura concealment were completely ineffective against AI...

Xue Jing smiled and said, "What's wrong? Don't you welcome me?"

"The Extreme Martial Ascension Palace never refuses any martial artist."

Xuan Ling's tone carried a hint of curious inquiry: "What brings you here today?"

Xue Jing rubbed his chin, "You're not very intelligent, are you... Asking a martial artist why they're here... It's like asking an air conditioner repairman what work they do."

Xuan Ling sounded displeased, "But last time, you only came to find someone. I was expecting to collect more of your data, but you just left."

Xue Jing waved his hand dismissively, "Last time I came as a teacher looking for a delinquent student. Today, I'm here purely as a martial artist... No need for explanations, take me up."

"Your previous test results are still valid. You can start from any floor below 10,000... Which floor do you want to go to?"

Xuan Ling seemed to have become a bit more spirited, and her tone was slightly more enthusiastic.

"As high as possible... Arrange it for me immediately."

In an instant, countless visible data points gathered beneath Xue Jing's feet, forming an orange light membrane that slowly rose, enveloping him entirely from bottom to top.

The next moment, the environment changed, and he was no longer in the first-floor preparation hall. Instead, he found himself in a bustling arena filled with spectators.

Countless martial artists were engaged in intense battles on the platforms, the sounds of clashing and fighting echoing endlessly. Numerous onlookers discussed the matches.

The entire floor, including the floorboards, ceiling, and platforms, was almost entirely enveloped in a semi-transparent orange 'SC Force Field', creating a sci-fi-like atmosphere.

Martial artist attacks capable of destroying the earth and piercing through steel skyscrapers were absorbed by the SC Force Field, with the entire Extreme Martial Ascension Palace bearing the impact without any damage.

"It's arranged. There's an available spot."

Xuan Ling's voice sounded in his ear.

"Platform 108... The opponent is..."

Xue Jing didn't wait to hear who his opponent was. He quickly located Platform 108 and headed there.

When he arrived, a short-haired youth in his early twenties was already standing on the orange platform, enveloped by the SC Force Field.

Numerous spectators surrounded the platform.

The more renowned a participant was, the more spectators the Extreme Martial Ascension Palace's arena would attract. This youth seemed to have some fame, drawing a considerable crowd specifically to watch his match.

Xue Jing took a step forward and slowly ascended the platform.

"Hmm? A young man."

"Haven't seen him before. He must be new."

"I wonder about his strength... He's a bit unlucky. He just happened to encounter Luo Feng, who reached the 16,000th floor last year. He then returned home and disappeared for a while. He's back now, and his previous records were cleared, so he's starting his climb again."

"In a year, someone with Luo Feng's outstanding talent and rapid growth should have reached at least 17,000 or even 18,000 floors, right?"

"A newcomer killer... He's really unlucky."

On the stage, both individuals remained silent.

At that moment, their names appeared as holographic projections above their heads.

Luo Feng, Xue Jing.

"Hmm? Xue Jing? I feel like I've heard that name somewhere before..."

Some of the spectators recognized the name and felt a sense of familiarity.

With a prompt sound, the match began.

Then—Bang!

In an instant, before anyone, including Luo Feng and the spectators, could react, the match was over.

No one could see Xue Jing's movements; they didn't know what he had done. In a flash, he appeared in front of Luo Feng, and his opponent was swiftly knocked back, crashing into the orange light wall formed by the SC force field. He slowly slid down, collapsing to the ground.

On his chest, where his lungs were located, there was a deep indentation from a fist.

"..."

Amid the silent stares of everyone present, Xue Jing, unconcerned with his surroundings, stepped forward and placed his hand on the unconscious Luo Feng's forehead.

After a while, he withdrew his hand and closed his eyes, resembling a student who had tired from reading.

Ten seconds later, he turned and walked off the stage without uttering a single word.

"..."

"I remember now."

Some of the spectators suddenly realized.

"Xue Jing... He's the one who achieved an A+ rating in Project Test Item 1 a few days ago!"

"A+ rating?!"

"Wow, that means he must have already broken the limit, or even achieved a secondary limit break... He has the strength to challenge the 900th-floor master!"

"This is just his starting floor..."

"Where did this genius come from? Looking at his appearance, I can't even tell if he's an adult."

"I know him; he's from the outer circle, and he's quite famous out there. My younger sister, who's in elementary school, really likes him. She watches his match highlight videos every day..."

"Luo Feng is so unlucky... He's like a small dragon trying to cross the river, only to encounter a true dragon."

"Let's vote, quickly, and give him all the appreciation votes."

...

In the temporary rest area of the Extreme Martial Ascension Palace, Xue Jing sat in a chair with his eyes closed, resting.

"Xuan Ling, please arrange the next match for me as soon as possible."

He requested.

In the Extreme Martial Ascension Palace, one could ascend a floor after accumulating three consecutive victories. If the spectators' votes exceeded 80% appreciation votes, one could even skip floors.

If one consistently achieved consecutive victories in a short time and maintained a high appreciation vote percentage, they could skip multiple floors.

"No problem... But are you okay?"

Xuan Ling seemed a bit concerned as she asked.

"Just now, when you touched Luo Feng's head, your mental state showed signs of unusual strain..."

Xue Jing smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Hearing his assurance, Xuan Ling didn't object.

"The next match is already arranged and will take place on Stage 096. Your opponent is..."

And so, Xue Jing had Xuan Ling continuously arrange matches for him.

Each time, he would instantly defeat his opponent and then perform the Reverse Crown, absorbing martial arts knowledge from their minds.

After three consecutive victories on the 10,000th floor, with over 95% appreciation votes, he directly ascended ten floors.

Throughout the entire afternoon, he continuously won and absorbed knowledge.

By the time afternoon arrived, he had defeated nearly a hundred opponents. Due to his massive winning streak and high appreciation vote percentage, he ascended directly to over 15,000 floors.

His astonishing climbing speed attracted the attention of countless people.

Extreme Martial Ascension Palace, 15,736th Floor.

Bang!

With a single strike, his opponent was knocked to the ground, leaning against the wall.

Xue Jing walked up to his unconscious opponent, crouched down, and placed his palm on the opponent's forehead.

"One strike, and another strike!"

"No matter how I prepared in advance, it was useless. From start to finish, it was a complete domination of speed, strength, and technique!"

"How high does he have to go before he gets a proper fight? Every match ends with a single strike!"

"It's not Xue Jing's fault; it's just that his opponents are too weak... But why does he touch his opponents' heads after each fight?"

"Maybe it's a custom from his hometown, a ritual to show respect for life or something?"

"Respect for life? I'll punch you to death, and then touch your head to show respect?"

The entire Extreme Martial Ascension Palace was buzzing with excitement, and the crowd was almost at full capacity.

Many people, upon hearing the news, were curious about the young genius who had achieved an A+ rating in Project Test Item 1. They descended from their respective floors and followed Xue Jing's journey, witnessing his rapid ascent firsthand.

Xue Jing, as always, remained silent. He walked off the stage and returned to the temporary rest area, where his body slightly wobbled, as if he couldn't stand steadily.

The idea of him being unsteady on his feet was unimaginable, indicating how poor his current state was.

"Xue Jing... Are you really okay?"

Xuan Ling's worried voice echoed in his ears.

She constantly scanned Xue Jing's physical data and monitored his mental state through the brainwaves emitted from his mind... The more she checked, the more alarmed she became.

Xue Jing's mental burden had reached an astonishing level, almost comparable to a Limit-Breaking Master-level expert pushing their martial arts practice to the brink of madness.

Xuan Ling wouldn't be surprised if Xue Jing went insane the next second.

"It's fine... Don't worry."

Xue Jing massaged his temples with both hands.

Countless martial arts knowledge clashed and surged through his mind... When he opened his eyes, his field of vision was filled with countless small black stick figures practicing various moves on the chair, table, window, bed... They were everywhere.

"It's almost at the limit," Xue Jing thought.

He didn't persist but told Xuan Ling to temporarily stop arranging opponents and take a rest. He then lay down on the bed in the temporary rest area.

Assuming the posture of the Nirvana Lion's Sleep, Xue Jing's expression was serene, unaffected by any mental burden. He instantly fell asleep.

His body began to emit a faint golden light, and the fragrance of lotus flowers filled the entire room.

...

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