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118: Chapter 118 Changing Weapons!

The long spear in his hand seemed to come alive, transforming into violent arcs of golden light.

Like a torrential rain, it attacked Leng Feng from all directions!

Spear shadows filled the sky, tearing through the air and letting out a whistling howl that completely enveloped Leng Feng!

Leng Feng's expression changed; he hadn't expected Qin Yan's offensive to be so fierce and rapid.

He could only grit his teeth and dance his long spear into an impenetrable defense, desperately parrying with a defensive Spear Technique.

"Clang clang clang clang clang—!"

On the arena, the dense sound of collisions, like rain hitting banana leaves, rang out incessantly!

Two figures, one gold and one silver, moved and collided at high speeds on the ten-zhang Arena Tournament!

The golden and silver spear shadows constantly clashed, dissipated, and then reconsolidated!

The battle instantly reached a fever pitch, leaving the crowd below dazzled and their hearts racing!

"Too strong! Their Spear Techniques are so fast I can't even see them clearly!"

"Leng Feng's silver body defense is truly insane; he took so many hits and he's still mostly fine!"

"Qin Yan's spear force is even more insane! Look at that golden spear force; every time it hits, it makes Leng Feng's silver body light tremble wildly!"

"I didn't expect Qin Yan's strength to skyrocket so much after breaking through to Second-Rank Martial Artist! It looks like the fourth rank is going to change hands!"

Defending for too long inevitably leads to a lapse!

Under Qin Yan's continuous onslaught, Leng Feng's defensive circle was constantly compressed, and flaws began to appear!

Seizing a fleeting opportunity, a sharp light burst from Qin Yan's eyes.

"Triple Astral Vibration!"

With a thrust of the spear, it carried the power of three overlapping vibrations, making the air hum under the unbearable weight!

Feeling the destructive power contained in this thrust, Leng Feng's pupils shrank suddenly.

He knew the decisive moment had arrived!

He fiercely bit the tip of his tongue, forcibly surging all his vitality blood.

Silver-white brilliance condensed to the extreme at the tip of his spear as he unleashed the strongest attacking spear skill he currently mastered—

"Nine Gale Strikes!"

The long spear transformed into nine silver spear shadows, indistinguishable between real and fake, like nine silver snakes carrying the momentum of tearing through violent winds as they brazenly met the attack!

"Boom—!!!"

This collision far exceeded any that had come before!

A violent shockwave exploded outward with the two of them at the center, kicking up a cloud of dust!

The sturdy arena floor cracked inch by inch from the point of impact, spreading out like a spiderweb!

The light dissipated, and the dust settled slightly.

On the arena, the two of them still maintained their spear-clashing posture.

But in the next second, with a "crack," the long spear in Leng Feng's hand snapped in two!

His whole body felt as if it had been struck by a heavy blow; his face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

His figure staggered backward, only barely stopping at the edge of the arena.

Kneeling on one knee and supporting himself with the broken spear, his aura instantly withered.

Meanwhile, Qin Yan still stood steadily.

Although his face was somewhat flushed, he was largely unharmed.

The victor was decided!

Qin Yan wins!

Leng Feng looked up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Looking at Qin Yan, who stood with his spear retracted, there was no resentment in his eyes.

There was only the complex emotion of having met a worthy opponent and the relief after defeat.

He struggled to his feet, his voice somewhat raspy but sincere:

"I lost."

"Qin Yan, you are very strong..."

"When my Spear Technique reaches the high level, I hope to fight you again!"

Qin Yan looked at this respectable opponent, nodded, and responded calmly and seriously:

"Alright."

By the time Leng Feng reached high-level Spear Technique, what would be waiting for him was a Qin Yan with Third Stage peak Spear Technique, or perhaps even the Fourth Stage.

Hearing this, Leng Feng said no more, cupping his fists in a respectful salute to both Qin Yan and the referee teacher.

Then he picked up his broken spear and walked off the arena, staggering slightly but still keeping his back straight.

Qin Yan wins! Replacing Leng Feng as the new fourth rank!

In an instant, the entire Martial Arts Arena erupted in a massive uproar and chatter!

"He won! Qin Yan actually won!"

"Incredible! He fought his way from tenth place straight to fourth!"

Countless gazes focused on the youth standing with his spear on the arena.

They were filled with shock, envy, admiration, and a hint of awe.

Qin Yan felt the various gazes from below, but his heart remained calm.

He looked up, his gaze passing through the crowd toward the three highest arenas in front and the three figures upon them.

Xiao Wangshu, Lu Qingfeng, and Lu Youyou.

In his eyes, there was no arrogance, only an even firmer conviction and a soaring fighting spirit.

As the fierce duel between Qin Yan and Leng Feng came to a close, the atmosphere of the Arena Tournament gradually leveled out.

Since the challenges in this Arena Tournament were mostly concentrated among members within the Key Class of similar strength,

everyone had a general understanding of each other's capabilities and recent progress.

Unless they were absolutely certain, few would easily initiate a challenge.

Therefore, after the battle between Qin Yan and Leng Feng—which could be called the highlight of the day—the challenges on the arena quickly thinned out.

After a few sporadic and unsurprising challenge results, the final rankings were settled.

Instructor Lin Jian stepped onto the high platform at the front of the Martial Arts Arena at the appropriate time.

His gaze swept over the New Students below, who bore various expressions.

He lingered slightly on the top-ranked students like Qin Yan and Xiao Wangshu.

His voice was resonant, carrying both encouragement and warning:

"This Monthly Exam concludes here.

I have seen some Classmates make rapid progress, and I have seen others remain steady and solid.

The path of martial arts is like rowing upstream; if you do not advance, you will fall back.

A temporary ranking does not represent eternity.

The key lies in whether you can see your shortcomings in every confrontation, absorb experience, and turn it into fuel for your own progress!"

"I hope you will guard against arrogance and rashness, and practice diligently without cease.

At the next Monthly Exam, I expect to see a stronger you!

Now, dismissed!"

Instructor Lin Jian's words were concise and infectious.

Like a war drum beating in everyone's hearts, they brought pressure but also injected new motivation.

The students bowed one after another and then dispersed in small groups.

Some excitedly discussed the battle just now, while others silently reflected on their own gains and losses.

...

Qin Yan did not stay long at the Martial Arts Arena.

Holding the long spear that had been slightly damaged in the duel with Leng Feng, he walked straight toward the Sixth Institute.

The Sixth Institute was far more than just the path of alchemy.

This place could be called the core area for "support professions" at Modu University of Martial Arts.

Besides alchemy, it included many professions such as weapon forging, formations, and runes.

The architectural styles of each department were different, yet they blended together harmoniously.

Qin Yan's purpose for this trip was clear—to exchange for a new long spear.

In his battle with Leng Feng, although he ultimately won,

the tip of his standard-issue long spear, while the main body was intact, had already developed slight nicks and cracks.

The shaft also had several subtle bends and deformations.

"After becoming a Second-Rank Martial Artist, ordinary refined steel weapons can no longer support long periods of high-intensity combat."

Qin Yan sighed softly in his heart.

The quality of a weapon can often play a decisive role in a battle between evenly matched opponents.

(Tonight's update is delayed, but there will still be three chapters. There will be a 7-day ad-free redemption code at the end of the next chapter.)

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