117: Chapter 117 Battle with Leng Feng!!

49 pieces! How long has it been since she broke through to the Second-Rank Martial Artist realm?

On average, she tempered nearly two or three bones a day! This speed was terrifying!

But on second thought, Qin Yan felt relieved.

This month, with the school's massive tilt of academic credits and resources, everyone's progress speed had been enormous.

Not to mention, Lu Youyou also had the support of her family's resources.

Various pills and medicinal baths to accelerate bone tempering probably never stopped.

Being able to reach 49 tempered bones, while startling, was within reason.

“49 bones means her basic Vitality has increased by 49 cal.

When Senior Sister broke through to the second rank, her Vitality was 250 cal, so her current basic Vitality is 299 cal.”

“With the addition of her Martial Arts Skill reaching the Third Stage, her effective Vitality can reach 359 cal!

While I, with the addition of my Spear Technique skill, have an effective Vitality of about 330 cal.

In terms of total Vitality, she is nearly 29 cal higher than me.”

“However, I have the addition of five strands of spear force.

The burst of each strand of spear force can probably make up for about 10 cal of the Vitality gap; five strands is 50 cal.

But Senior Sister has also mastered at least two strands of Hammer Force, which can also make up for part of the gap...”

Qin Yan's brain was like a precision computer, rapidly analyzing the strength comparison between the two sides.

He finally concluded: he was currently still not Lu Youyou's match.

However, Qin Yan did not lose heart because of this; instead, his fighting spirit became even more high-spirited.

One must know that before entering the school, he didn't even have the qualification to look up at her back.

And now, he could already clearly measure the distance between them.

And this distance was shortening at an amazing speed!

Soon, the Monthly Exam officially began.

First to take place were the qualifiers.

Students ranked lower could challenge students ranked higher.

Vying for a chance to enter the top thirty, which meant the Key Class.

At first, the challenges were quite intense.

But when a student ranked outside the top thirty confidently challenged the original thirtieth place,

Only to be defeated cleanly and decisively by the opponent in one move, coughing up blood and falling off the arena,

The fiery atmosphere in the Martial Arts Arena came to a halt.

Subsequently, the challenges on the arena became noticeably more cautious and sparse.

Everyone realized that after a month of settling in,

The strength gap between them and the Elite Class students might have widened even further.

Without enough strength, blindly challenging was just asking for humiliation.

A short while later, the qualifier phase ended.

Immediately following was the tense and exciting Arena Tournament phase!

However, a strange phenomenon soon appeared on the arena.

Sun Kong, who was originally ranked fifth, seemed to have become a 'soft persimmon' in everyone's eyes.

He was challenged successively by the students ranked sixth, seventh, eighth, and even ninth.

The reason was simple: Sun Kong still remained in the First Grade Martial Artist realm.

While the few people challenging him had, without exception, already stepped into the second rank.

Facing one challenge after another, Sun Kong gave his all, his Staff Techniques sharp and fierce.

He even once gained the upper hand by relying on his exquisite staff skills.

But in the face of the absolute Vitality gap, his resistance appeared increasingly powerless.

With each defeat, his face grew a shade gloomier.

Ultimately, Sun Kong slid all the way down from fifth place, falling to ninth!

Standing on the ninth arena, his face was livid, his fists tightly clenched.

His nails almost dug into his flesh, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and humiliation.

He stared fixedly at the opponents who had knocked him off his horse.

In his heart, he swore: once he stepped into the second rank, he would definitely take back today's humiliation with interest!

Qin Yan stood on Arena Number Ten, calmly watching all this. He did not choose to challenge Sun Kong.

To him, challenging an opponent with a lower realm and poor condition, even if he won, was meaningless.

Moreover, it would be a waste of a precious challenge opportunity.

His goal had never been this mere ninth place!

When the challenges in the field temporarily came to a halt and the atmosphere eased slightly, Qin Yan moved.

He picked up the black long spear placed beside him, and with steady and firm steps, walked straight toward the fourth arena!

Standing there was the biggest dark horse that had emerged out of nowhere last month—Leng Feng!

Leng Feng was indeed 'dark' enough and strong enough.

Not only had he completed the cultivation of 'Silver Skin' within a month, but he had also broken through to the Second-Rank Martial Artist realm in one go.

He firmly occupied the fourth position, and no one could shake him.

Looking at Qin Yan, who had landed steadily on the opposite side of the arena holding his spear, Leng Feng's cold face grew unprecedentedly solemn.

He knew well that the Qin Yan before him was definitely a formidable enemy!

The opponent was also an expert with the spear, and his Spear Technique realm was unfathomable.

What's more, he had cleared the tenth floor of the Secret Realm Tower while still in the First Grade Realm; his strength did not allow for the slightest carelessness.

Compared to Leng Feng's sense of facing a great enemy, Qin Yan appeared much calmer.

He had already observed and analyzed Leng Feng's strength.

The time the other party broke through to the second rank was definitely not much earlier than his.

The number of tempered bones was likely limited; even if his basic Vitality was higher than his own, it wouldn't be by much.

Combined with his trump card of five strands of spear force, Qin Yan had full confidence that he could emerge victorious!

“Monthly Exam Arena Tournament, Qin Yan challenges Leng Feng, the match—begins!”

The referee teacher's booming voice fell, breaking the standoff on the arena.

Almost the instant the voice fell, the two moved simultaneously!

“Buzz!”

Vitality erupted within Qin Yan's body, and the skin all over his body was instantly covered in a layer of faint silver brilliance.

There was even a layer of tough, pale golden light membrane covering it.

He shook the black long spear in his hand.

Three extremely condensed strands of pale golden spear force coiled around the spear shaft like living things, making a hissing sound as they pierced the air.

A cold glint appeared at the tip of the spear, like a poisonous dragon emerging from its cave, stabbing straight at Leng Feng's center!

On the other side, Leng Feng was not to be outdone and gave a low shout.

His entire body's Vitality surged, and his skin turned a cold silver-white, like a warrior cast in silver.

Above the spear shaft, two slightly silver-white strands of spear force spiraled out.

Carrying an extreme piercing power, he did not dodge or avoid, meeting Qin Yan's spear tip head-on!

“Clang—!”

The tips of the two long spears collided with extreme precision!

They let out a dull, thunderous sound of clashing metal!

A gust of wind violently expanded from the point of collision, blowing their clothes until they rattled.

The stalemate lasted only for a moment.

The three strands of pale golden spear force on Qin Yan's long spear, with the momentum of crushing dry weeds, quickly wore down and defeated Leng Feng's two strands of silver-white spear force!

The residual force was transmitted through the spear shaft, causing Leng Feng's figure to sway.

He involuntarily took a small step back, his feet thudding on the ground!

The difference in skill was immediately apparent!

“As expected! The number of his tempered bones definitely hasn't exceeded 5!”

“His basic Vitality might only be between 250-255 cal, and after the addition, it's only slightly higher than mine.”

“But in terms of the quantity and quality of spear force, I hold the absolute advantage!”

Qin Yan instantly made a precise judgment in his heart, and his confidence grew even stronger.

Taking advantage of his lead, his footwork changed, and he pressed forward like a shadow following its form.