Chapitre 29: Entering Martial Soul
Éditeur: Atlas Studios
"Sigh…"
Chu Nan let out a long sigh and threw himself on the bed. He lay on his back and looked at the ceiling with a depressed expression.
Dong Fang glanced at him and was instantly amused.
"Hey, Chu Nan, what's with your expression?"
"No."
"Huh? You're still unhappy? What about those students who were eliminated by you? Wouldn't I be even more unhappy if I got eliminated in the second round?"
Due to the fact that more than half of the students had been eliminated in the first round yesterday, the progress of the qualification competition today was much faster, and it was getting faster and faster as time passed.
In just one morning, he had already finished three rounds.
Chu Nan obtained three consecutive wins without any suspense, but Dong Fang was eliminated by a classmate with similar strength in the second round.
"What right do you have to be unhappy?" Chu Nan rolled his eyes at him, "You're not willing to focus on martial arts at all. Otherwise, with your talent and resources, you might even be an Internal Breath expert now. How can you not even deal with a third-stage Overlord Body? You deserve it!"
"I'm indeed not unhappy. In any case, I'm not interested in martial arts." Dong Fang chuckled and was not angry at all. He lowered his head to look at Chu Nan's expression and asked," I'm curious about you. Why are you unhappy?"
"What I'm unhappy about is that these three battles were too short, causing me to end before I could even satisfy my cravings. If only they could last a little longer…"
Chu Nan sighed and looked regretful.
Although there were three consecutive battles in the morning, each battle only lasted for a few minutes, preventing him from collecting enough combat data. It was not helpful to him and made him very dissatisfied.
"Damn, kid, you're really posturing after benefiting." Dong Fang could not help but curse, "You beat up the other three and eliminated them. Now, you're complaining that the time they lasted was too short? Why didn't I see that you were such a freak in the past?"
"You're the freak."
Dong Fang frowned and thought for a moment before suddenly asking, "Right, Chu Nan, speaking of which, is the Nine Revolutions Technique that powerful? You've only broken through the third level, so how did you become so strong in an instant? That kid Luo Li might have underestimated his opponent, but the strongest of the three people you eliminated earlier has a fourth-grade Overlord Body. I think you won quite easily."
Chu Nan glanced at him and knew that if his sudden change in attitude fell into the eyes of others, they might think that he had been deliberately hiding his strength and had only revealed it recently. However, in the eyes of Dong Fang who was with him practically every day, it would appear suspicious.
However, Dong Fang would not believe the changes in his body even if he said it out loud. It would only become more troublesome.
Chu Nan thought for a moment before taking out the Hong Clan's Long Fist and throwing it to Dong Fang.
"It's not only because of the Nine Revolutions Technique, but also because of this."
"Hong Clan's Long Fist?" Dong Fang flipped through it and frowned, "This doesn't look like a very powerful martial technique."
"It's very useful to me. That's right!" Chu Nan suddenly stood up with an excited expression. "Dong Fang, let's go play Martial Soul!"
"Huh?"
…
Half an hour later, Chu Nan and Dong Fang appeared in the virtual arena of Martial Soul.
"Hey, Chu Nan, what's wrong with you today? Why do you suddenly want to play Martial Soul again?" Dong Fang still looked at Chu Nan in confusion.
"What do you mean by crazy? I didn't play before because I was always tortured after I came in. Of course, I felt that it was meaningless. But now, I'm much stronger than before. Why can't I play?"
"Hmm… that makes sense." Dong Fang nodded. With a move of his finger, a virtual system menu appeared in front of him. "It's been more than a year since you last played. There are many changes to Martial Soul. I'll tell you about it first. You…"
Before Dong Fang could finish speaking, he discovered a flash of light beside him and Chu Nan's figure disappeared.
"Damn, this kid is too anxious!"
However, Chu Nan did not listen to his explanation and directly chose the system to match his opponent.
The future of Chu Nan changed as he appeared on a wide platform.
Looking around, there were no special decorations, and the vision looked very wide.
This was the most ordinary and low-level combat platform in the Martial Soul. It was very suitable for Novice-level martial artists to spar.
Chu Nan did not have any objections and only focused on the countdown.
When it counted to 37 seconds, a light flashed across the platform and a figure appeared.
"Heh, such a skinny kid dares to come here? Don't cry and call me mom later!" When the person opposite saw Chu Nan, he immediately laughed mockingly.
Chu Nan could not help but grin.
The scene before him could not help but remind him of the day when Luo Li appeared in the virtual space.
At this thought, he suddenly had a question.
The optical supercomputer in the logistics center of the academy that was responsible for assisting the students in logistics, physical examinations, and healing was said to have been bought from the Noctem Chamber of Commerce at a high price. The Martial Soul game he was playing now was also developed and maintained by the Noctem Chamber of Commerce. The matching access terminal was also produced by them.
Was there a connection?
The bearded opponent assigned by the system did not give Chu Nan much time to think. As soon as the countdown ended, he roared and rushed towards him.
Chu Nan focused his gaze and laughed.
This guy was burly and his footsteps were steady. At first glance, he looked like an expert, but now that he attacked, he was immediately exposed.
From the speed and strength he displayed, he was clearly only a beginner martial artist who had barely reached the initial-stage Overlord Body realm. Not to mention comparing him to the current Chu Nan, he was probably much weaker than the previous him.
Seeing that he had arrived in front of him, Chu Nan slightly tilted his body, raised his leg, and accurately kicked that person's lower body.
Bang!
After a loud bang, that person only had time to scream before turning into a ray of light and disappearing.
"Congratulations on winning this battle, Virgin 001. You obtained 1 point from this victory."
The female voice sounded and the corners of Chu Nan's mouth twitched.
Last year, he was brought into Martial Soul by Dong Fang. At that time, it was his first time coming into contact with it, so he knew almost nothing about it. He even handed the registration to Dong Fang. He did not expect Dong Fang to directly give him such an ID. He had really been screwed badly.
Of course, it was not impossible to change his ID.
However, the ID was tied to the game access terminal. If he wanted to change the ID, he had to change the terminal. At the same time, he had to submit an application to the Noctem Chamber of Commerce. The procedures were extremely troublesome and required a large amount of money.
Chu Nan did not have time or money, so he could only make do with it.
After leaving this match, he did not stop and directly started the next random match.
Perhaps because there were too many low-level martial artists like him, he only waited for less than five seconds before another opponent appeared.
This time, his opponent was not much stronger than the burly man from before. Chu Nan only took a glance before kicking him again.
Then, the battle began again.
Another opponent of the same level.
He was sent flying by Chu Nan's kick again.
Again…
...
After defeating five opponents in a row, Chu Nan frowned and withdrew from the battle.
"Heh, Chu Nan, I thought you were too satisfied with beating up those rookies and were unwilling to come out." As soon as he appeared, Dong Can sent a message.
Chu Nan looked around and discovered that Dong Fang was no longer at the initial entry point and had gone off to do something.
"What's the point of abusing these rookies? Dong Fang, tell me how to get a higher ranking opponent?"
"Oh? Kid, you've become stronger and more arrogant now. You want to find a higher-level opponent? It's simple, just increase your level. Otherwise, even if you take the initiative to challenge them, those experts will definitely not fancy you."
"So simple?"
"You think it's easy? Let me tell you, if you want to increase your level, you have to win…"
Before Dong Fang could say anything, he realized that the system had already notified him that Chu Nan had entered the combat room again. He could not help but shake his head.
"I thought that this kid was not interested in martial arts like me. It turns out that it was only because he was too weak in the past…"
Chapitre 30: The End of the 30-Win Streak
Éditeur: Atlas Studios
In the direction of the Silver Galaxy, 137 light-years away from West Cloud Planet, was another administrative star of the Earth Federation, Planet Macaw.
It was already late at night in the capital city of Planet Macaw. In an extremely wide manor outside the city, a sharp scream suddenly sounded from a bedroom that was still lit.
"Ahhhh…"
Elvy held her head with both hands, her face filled with disbelief and anger. She kept shouting as if something unbelievable and unacceptable had just happened.
Of course, her voice was crisp and pleasant to the ear. Even if she shouted like this, it would only make people feel that it was a little noisy at most, but it would not be ear-piercing.
After shouting for a while, Elvy seemed to feel that it was not enough. She scratched her head twice, but she accidentally pulled off a few strands of golden hair. It was so painful that the corners of her mouth twitched.
However, this action made her even angrier. She simply stood up, turned around, and smashed her fists on the bed behind her.
Bang!
The bed frame made of high-intensity alloys creaked and groaned under her furious smash, as if it was about to collapse.
Just as Elvy was about to punch again to vent her anger, her bedroom door was suddenly knocked open. A tall young man with golden hair who looked a little similar to her rushed in with a panicked expression.
"Elvy, are you alright?" The young man rushed to her side and grabbed her fists that were about to smash down. He observed her before gently exhaling and calming down, "What's wrong? What happened? Why are you so angry?"
It was fine if he did not ask, but this question immediately reminded Elvy of what had happened.
This time, she was no longer shouting angrily. Instead, she pursed her lips and actually cried.
"Brother… I… I failed…"
This young man was Elvy's biological brother, Dunleavy.
Seeing two large drops of tears flow out of Elvy's eyes, Dunleavy immediately panicked. He hurriedly took a piece of tissue to help her wipe her tears and asked softly, "Failed? What failed? It's fine, it's fine. Even if we fail, we can try again. Didn't Father often teach us…"
"How can it be so easy to start all over again?!" Elvy stopped her tears and shouted angrily as she pointed at a large table by the bed. "I obtained 29 consecutive victories with great difficulty and was about to obtain 30 consecutive victories, but I lost this last round!"
"Ah?" Dunleavy glanced at the strange-looking Martial Soul game interface on the table and blinked as he understood the situation.
It turned out that this precious sister of his had only lost her composure because of a certain winning streak in Martial Soul…
Looking at Elvy's aggrieved expression, Dunleavy could not help but find it funny.
Elvy clearly did not like to practice martial arts since she was young, so she was about to turn 14 this year and had only cultivated to the initial-stage Overlord Body realm.
Otherwise, with her talent and aptitude that had also inherited from her parents, coupled with the various resources and martial techniques that her family had grasped, even if she did not become an Internal Breath Realm Martial Artist, she should at the very least complete the body refinement and become a fifth-stage Overlord Body Realm Martial Artist.
In the end, ever since she was pulled into the Martial Soul game by her friends last year, she inexplicably began to develop a strong interest in cultivatting martial arts and began to cultivate seriously.
However, because she had not built a good foundation since she was young, even with the full support of her family this year, she had only reached the perfection of the initial-stage Overlord Body realm and was only a step away from becoming a second-stage Overlord Body.
Of course, being able to cultivate from having no foundation to the perfection of the initial-stage Overlord Body in slightly more than a year was already sufficient to prove that Elvy's martial arts talent was extremely high.
"Alright, it's said that this Martial Soul has already attracted many experts to enter. Not only are there Internal Breath Realm Martial Artists, but even Void Break Martial Artists are playing. It's very normal for you to lose to others," Dunleavy comforted with a smile.
"Hmph! You don't know anything!" Elvy did not appreciate his kindness. She pursed her lips and retorted, "I chose the random challenge mode of the same level. The game system will only arrange for opponents of the same level as me. Otherwise, how do you think I obtained 29 consecutive wins?"
"Opponent of the same level?" Dunleavy was immediately stunned, "You mean the opponent is an initial-stage Overlord Body Martial Artist?"
Seeing Elvy nod, Dunleavy was puzzled.
Although Elvy had only started to cultivate martial arts for a year, her talent was outstanding. Moreover, because she cultivated the "Gaia Holy Light" cultivation method that her grandfather had personally taught her and was reputed to be one of the ten great internal cultivation methods of the federation, she had also grasped a few external martial arts techniques unique to her family. Although she could not be said to have become an expert, she was definitely the top existence among martial artists at the initial-stage Overlord Body realm.
The only people who could defeat her at the same level could only be those young martial arts geniuses with special family inheritances in the Federation.
Thinking of this, Dunleavy felt very curious.
Which family in the federation was this martial arts genius, who suddenly appeared, from?
"Elvy, what's the name of the guy who defeated you?" Dunleavy asked after connecting his personal terminal to the game data that she had thrown to the side.
"It's called…" Elvy suddenly blushed slightly and sneered," You'll know when you see my battle records. "
Deng Liwei was a little surprised by Elvy's reaction, but he did not think too much about it. He entered Martial Soul and chose the ID "Free Flower Pistil" on his friend list to read her combat records.
Sure enough, most of the records of Elvy's battles were green in color representing victory. Only the top, which was also the most recent battle, turned into a blinding red color representing defeat.
Dunleavy deliberately counted and discovered that before this failure, Elvy had indeed obtained a total of 29 consecutive wins.
According to the official rules of Martial Soul, as long as one obtained 30 consecutive wins, they could complete an achievement. While obtaining a title, they could also obtain some practical rewards.
Of course, Elvy did not care about these so-called rewards. What she valued more was the title of "30 consecutive wins". This would make her appear especially proud in front of her companions.
Dunleavy roughly flipped through the records of the previous battles and confirmed that Elvy's opponents were indeed all initial-stage Overlord Body or even Novice Realm opponents. There were no opponents at a higher realm than her.
When he flipped to the top of the list, Dunleavy could not help but be stunned.
It was no wonder she had that expression when she asked what the opponent who defeated her was called.
This guy who had defeated Elvy and made her dream of 30 consecutive wins was actually called… "Virgin 001"…
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