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Chapter 432: Breakthrough and Preliminaries
Chapter 432: Breakthrough and Preliminaries
Dean Liu concluded his explanation of the preliminary rules before departing, leaving a group of students to scatter and engage in casual conversation as they walked.
The upcoming Global Martial Arts Championship would serve as a crucial test of their recent progress.
Wan Ming spoke up, his voice calm.
“This year’s sophomore division is the youngest, so the preliminaries shouldn’t be too difficult for us.”
“The real challenge is the main tournament!”
“Based on previous years, around 200 awakened geniuses qualify from the Global Freshman Competition alone.”
“Multiply that by three grades, and we’re looking at nearly 600 competitors.”
“Not to mention the unawakened S-rank seniors—those with formidable strength too.”
“Even securing a top 600 spot won’t be easy!”
“Of course, Chu Yu and Lin Qi are exceptions!”
His words drew smiles, though the group couldn’t ignore the pressure. For most, earning a decent ranking was unrealistic—they were here to gain experience. By senior year, when they’d all reached the Sixth Realm, better placements would be within reach.
They glanced at Chu Yu and Lin Qi. Both were their peers, yet stood on the verge of cracking the Top 64, even challenging for the Top 32.
Indeed, the gap between people could be wider than that between humans and dogs.
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Across the nation, martial arts academies—from sophomores to seniors—held online meetings. Even martial artists interning at battlefronts joined, their combat prowess enhanced by frontline experience.
“Tomorrow marks the first round of preliminaries—focus on nothing else.”
“Your sole goal is to pass the preliminaries and become one of the 200,000 qualifiers.”
“Passing the preliminaries grants rewards, and this year’s will be significantly increased.”
“These rewards come from contributions by the 80 participating nations—wealth beyond your imagination.”
Such words ignited students, especially seniors. As the oldest and strongest, they stood the greatest chance of advancing.
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Martial Dao Calendar 2048, May 1st—Day One of the Global Martial Arts Championship, Round One of Preliminaries.
Star Cultivation Mansion No. 36.
Inside a martial arts training hall, Lin Qi sat cross-legged, eyes closed, clad in black robes. Golden light radiated from his body as primordial energy particles flooded into him, instantly devoured.
His spiritual power surged through his Demon Tiger Bones, piercing into bone marrow. Once murky and thick, the marrow now flowed clear, a golden-yellow hue. Most impurities had been expelled, leaving only stubborn remnants—tiny specks clinging like ancient grime.
Lin Qi understood why many martial artists only reached the “clear marrow” stage. These remaining impurities resisted purification. His marrow purity stood at 95%, yet achieving the “frost-like marrow” stage required 99%. Total purification—driving impurities below 0.001%—would unleash his marrow’s full potential, amplifying his body’s vitality and constitution, propelling him into the Seventh Realm: Blood Replacement.
Half an hour later—
Boom!
Lin Qi’s eyes snapped open. Golden radiance erupted, his aura rippling outward like wind. Rising slowly, he felt his marrow’s “weight”—dense, potent, radiating power.
He had broken through.
[You have completed a Primordial Energy Cultivation session. Your body has transformed, advancing to the Sixth Realm, Late Stage. Vital Energy Stat +12.]
[Template Fusion Rate +0.1%. Special Ability "Awakened" 99%.]
[Vital Energy Stat: 2990 → 3002.]
[Template: Erlang Shen Yang Jian.]
[Fusion Rate: 29.8% → 29.9%.]
He exhaled, clenching his fist—power thrummed within. In months, he’d closed the gap to Sixth Realm peak experts like Shen Heng. Confidence surged.
Four names stood above him: Shen Heng, Zhang Tianyang, Meng Yuxuan, Lei Shuang. On the global stage, they’d number twenty at most. True rivals.
Yet the greatest threat remained: Seventh Realm Sss-Rank geniuses. If seniors, they could compete. A Seventh Realm breakthrough was qualitative—overcoming it as a Sixth Realm fighter was near impossible, especially against Sss-Rank prodigies.
His gaze lingered on the Template Fusion Rate. His hope lay in the unawakened Special Ability. Once activated, victory would be certain.
Moments later, he stepped into a white neural pod. Helmet plates pressed against his temples.
Hum!
Reality fractured. When his eyes opened, he stood in an endless void.
[Lin Qi, welcome to the Scarlet Realm!]
[Would you like to enter the Global Martial Arts Championship site?]
He confirmed.
Hum!
The void collapsed into a kaleidoscope. Time froze, then hurled him into vast space.
Whoosh!
The world reassembled. Before him sprawled an immense plaza. Voices buzzed in his ears. His senses detected dense crowds.
He stood before Tiananmen Square—its grand architecture, the Forbidden City behind, exuding majesty. Beyond, an ocean of faces surged—a sea of humanity.
“Brother Qi!”
Jiang Tao’s voice rang out. Nearby stood familiar faces: Wan Ming, Pei Jiu, Yu Zhuoran, Chu Yu. Former Azure Firmament Six Colleges students gathered around, clad in red-and-white uniforms. Minghai Martial Institute’s blue-clad students clustered in the distance, alongside Shanyu Martial Academy’s black-clad rivals.
Indeed, a true sea of people—all sophomore to senior students qualified for the championship.
“Looks like everyone’s here!”
(End of Chapter)
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