Translator: CinderTL
On the training grounds, all the freshmen from the Class of '23 sat in a large circle.
The freshman representatives stood at the center, listening to Bai Fusheng explain the rules of the upcoming sparring match.
These included prohibitions against using weapons, targeting vital areas, and employing art magic.
Feng Qi understood the purpose of these restrictions.
Since they weren't fighting domain creatures, unrestricted combat could easily result in serious injuries to the freshmen, potentially causing paralysis or even permanent disabilities.
This was a persistent headache for all academies: how to ensure the safety of students during training.
Ordinary sparring exercises offered little practical value for real combat.
During such matches, students would inevitably hold back, unable to fully commit to their attacks, knowing they were facing classmates, not domain creatures.
A single misstep could inflict irreparable harm, leaving lasting consequences.
Apart from Winterfrost Academy, which allowed unrestricted combat among students of the same year, most academies adopted a systematic approach: students underwent rigorous training before being led by professional domain combat teams to Domain Fields for live combat exercises.
Even with these measures, every year many new students still suffered severe injuries or even died during live combat training within the Domain Field.
Therefore, ensuring safety while simultaneously enhancing students' combat capabilities remained an intractable problem.
This made Feng Qi think of the game Savior, which could revolutionize the current situation.
According to descriptions in the future database, Savior perfectly simulated real-world physics and contained comprehensive records of all art magic trajectories. This allowed players to cast spells in the game with virtually no difference from reality.
The physical effects of art magic in the game were also identical to those in the real world.
After the birth of this groundbreaking game, universities and civilian organizations finally resolved their live combat training issues. Human society then entered a new era of abundant talent.
As he watched Bai Fusheng still explaining the combat rules, Feng Qi's desire to create Savior grew even more urgent.
However, without the Photographic Memory ability, he couldn't possibly copy the game's massive data code. For now, this idea remained just a thought.
The only thing he could do now was accelerate the creation of the savior's physical engine.
He had already made plans for this. All he needed to do was wait for the right moment, then seek out Fang Zhiyou, the virtual engine genius.
"These are the rules. Let the competition begin."
With that, Bai Fusheng finished explaining the rules and strode away from the center of the training ground.
The first match was a sparring session between representatives from Special Training Class One and Special Training Class Two.
At the referee instructor's shout, the battle erupted.
Watching the restrained combat, Lin Ran yawned beside Feng Qi.
"This is so boring. Fighting with such restraint... at Winterfrost Academy, they'd get beaten so badly their own mothers wouldn't recognize them."
Feng Qi: ...
"Have you ever been beaten up at Winterfrost Academy?"
"On my very first day, the senior brothers gave me a brutal beating that kept me bedridden for three days. Luckily, they showed restraint and didn't go for the kill. I haven't been beaten up since."
"Why not?" Feng Qi asked, genuinely curious.
"The teaching environment at Winterfrost Academy is akin to the law of the jungle, emphasizing survival of the fittest. Competition is fierce, but it's not entirely without rules."
"For example, competition is only allowed between students of the same grade level. Except for the first day of freshman enrollment, upperclassmen are forbidden from bullying freshmen. Fatalities are also strictly prohibited during sparring matches, among other restrictions."
"I've always been the undisputed strongest among my peers. Even senior brothers in higher grades can't match me now. Who could possibly beat me?" Lin Ran declared, his face breaking into a radiant smile.
Feng Qi stared at Lin Ran, who was gradually becoming more boastful, his expression utterly speechless.
His gaze shifted to the training ground. The first match had ended in less than ten minutes, and representatives from Special Training Class Three and Special Training Class Four were now stepping forward.
Liu Yue, representing Class Three, faced a tall, smiling woman who gazed at him with amusement.
As the referee instructor shouted "Begin!", the female student struck first.
She closed the distance in a flash, her right whip kick aimed squarely at Liu Yue's face.
Liu Yue moved with lightning speed, his right foot sweeping directly at the female student's supporting left leg.
The kick threw the female student off balance, sending her crashing to the ground.
Reluctant to concede defeat so easily, she flipped to her feet and lunged forward, launching another attack on Liu Yue.
But before she could close the distance, Liu Yue's right foot slammed into her abdomen, knocking her down again.
Watching Liu Yue's composed expression, Lin Ran clicked his tongue in admiration.
"Fast, ruthless, and precise. This guy must have seen a lot of real combat. You can't develop such accurate combat prediction skills through training alone. Could he be from some domain combat team?"
Hearing Lin Ran's words, Feng Qi grew even more curious about the Heaven-Reaching Road Liu Yue had mentioned. He resolved to investigate related information in the Dream Realm during his next visit.
Liu Yue's fight ended in just one minute, and the competition continued.
Since this sparring match was purely for entertainment, freshmen were prohibited from using art magic or body cultivation techniques that enhanced physical abilities. The resulting battles struck Lin Ran and Feng Qi as utterly dull.
If not for their interest in Xia Long's performance, they would have left long ago.
After a long wait, Xia Long finally took the stage.
Standing at approximately 1.9 meters tall, he immediately removed his outer robe, revealing a physique of solid muscle that radiated an imposing presence.
When the referee instructor shouted "Begin!"
The freshman standing opposite Xia Long immediately launched an attack. Yet Xia Long remained motionless, rooted to the spot as if he had no intention of dodging.
The freshman's fist struck Xia Long's chest, but instead of causing harm, a swirling earth-yellow light rippled across Xia Long's skin. The attacking student was violently thrown back several steps.
Undeterred, the freshman charged again, but Xia Long still refused to retaliate, allowing the punches to rain down on his body.
Feng Qi watched this scene in stunned disbelief.
Art magic and body cultivation combat techniques were strictly prohibited during the sparring matches. Yet the referee instructor made no move to stop the fight.
This could only mean one thing: the earth-yellow energy flowing around Xia Long's body wasn't a body cultivation combat technique, but rather a protective qi aura that manifested when physical arts reached a certain level of mastery.
"Damn, Xia Long is too fierce! He's cultivated a physical qi aura at such a young age—he's truly a top-tier prospect for body cultivation," Lin Ran exclaimed from the sidelines.
He turned to Feng Qi and added, "Brother Qi, this guy's probably the strongest in our class besides me."
Feng Qi: ...
Staring at Lin Ran's earnest expression, he couldn't help but wonder, Where does this guy get his confidence?
He wasn't sure whether Xia Long, Liu Yue, or Lin Ran was stronger.
But if Mu Qing landed a single punch on Lin Ran, he'd be in the ICU for at least ten days.
And if he didn't pull through, it'd be a one-way ticket to the underworld—game over, start again.
(End of the Chapter)
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