119: Chapter 119 Condensing Qi into Soldiers!

He already had a clear understanding of the grading of weapons.

He had already done his homework on the grading of weapons.

In the modern martial arts world.

Conventional standard weapons were mainly divided into three major grades.

From lowest to highest, they were: C-grade alloy weapons, B-grade alloy weapons, and A-grade alloy weapons.

These alloy weapons were primarily forged through special formulas and processes.

They pursued ultimate hardness, toughness, and the basic capacity to carry the power of vitality.

Prices also increased exponentially with the grade.

As for existence beyond alloy weapons... a hint of longing flashed in Qin Yan's eyes.

That was the legendary item known as a spirit weapon!

It was said that such spirit weapons were not dead objects, but could resonate deeply with a martial artist's vitality and spirit.

They were even Life-bound Weapons that integrated a martial artist's own "Martial Will"!

Not only did they possess incredible power, but they could also continuously evolve as their masters grew.

Their boost to a martial artist's combat strength far exceeded any alloy weapon, making them the best partners in martial cultivation.

Unlike these cold alloy weapons.

They were merely tools, possessing only the characteristics of being hard and difficult to destroy.

Yet they could not provide their masters with any additional feedback or bonuses.

"However, to possess a spirit weapon, one must at least step into the Fifth Rank realm.

Only by mastering Condensing Qi into Weapon does one possess the initial qualification to nurture one.

Right now... I am still far, far too short of that."

Qin Yan shook his head, temporarily suppressing this unrealistic thought.

One must eat one bite at a time, and walk one step at a time.

Soon, he arrived at the "Weapon Exchange Hall" affiliated with the Weapon Refinement Institute.

The hall was spacious and bright, with various weapon samples hanging on the walls.

From sabers, spears, swords, and halberds to exotic weapons, everything was there.

They flickered with a cold luster under the overhead lights.

A sharp-eyed staff member wearing gray overalls came forward to meet him.

His palms were covered in calluses; one could tell at a glance he was a master craftsman who dealt with metal year-round.

"Classmate, what do you need?"

Qin Yan gestured with the damaged long spear in his hand and said, "I want to exchange for a C-grade alloy long spear."

Qin Yan briefly explained his requirements for the long spear.

"Alright, wait a moment. There should be a finished product in the warehouse that meets your requirements."

After saying this, the staff member got up and walked toward a warehouse entrance in the back.

About seven or eight minutes later, the staff member returned.

He held a rectangular black metal weapon box in his hands.

He placed the box on the counter and opened it; an entirely pitch-black long spear lay quietly inside.

The spear's design was simple yet fierce, brimming with a sense of power.

The shaft was slightly octagonal, making it easy to grip and preventing it from slipping.

It was forged entirely from C-grade Dark Tungsten Alloy, presenting a light-absorbing matte black.

It seemed as if it could swallow the surrounding light.

The spearhead and shaft were forged as one piece, with no gaps at the joint.

The spearhead was about a foot and a half long, in a smooth shuttle shape.

Deep blood grooves were carved on both sides, and the edge flickered with a heart-palpitating, eerie cold light.

"Try the feel of it."

The staff member handed the long spear over.

Qin Yan reached out to take it; it felt slightly heavy in his hand, but the weight of over eighty catties was just right for his current strength.

Holding it with one hand, he swung it a few times at random; the sound of it cutting through the air was low and fierce.

He performed a few more thrusts and rotations; the center of gravity was stable, and the power delivery was smooth.

Whether it was the piercing power of a direct thrust or the kinetic energy of a swing, it far exceeded his previous standard long spear.

"Good spear!" A flash of joy crossed Qin Yan's eyes as he praised it sincerely.

The staff member smiled and said, "As long as you're satisfied. C-grade alloy long spear, 'ink trace', exchange price is 20 academic credits."

Although he was mentally prepared, Qin Yan couldn't help but feel a bit of a sting at hearing this number.

20 academic credits was quite a large sum for him as well.

But thinking of the importance of the weapon, he no longer hesitated and cleanly completed the payment.

"academic credits deducted. Classmate, though the weapon is good, you must use it well.

I wish you a triumphant advance on the path of martial arts!"

The staff member offered a formulaic blessing.

Qin Yan nodded and left with ink trace.

Today, he still had alchemy tasks.

...

November 1st.

When Qin Yan's figure appeared at the classroom door as usual.

The originally somewhat noisy classroom experienced a moment of subtle stagnation.

Immediately, many Classmates proactively looked over and nodded in greeting or spoke to him in a friendly manner.

"Qin Yan, morning!"

"Impressive! Yesterday's battle was truly beautiful!"

"Fourth place, awesome!"

Today was different from the past.

After yesterday's clean and decisive battle in the Monthly Exam Arena Tournament.

Qin Yan proved himself with his strength, already joining the top-tier inner circle of the class.

In everyone's hearts, he was already the number one person after the three "behemoths": Xiao Wangshu, Lu Qingfeng, and Lu Youyou!

In this environment where martial prowess is paramount.

Strength is the most direct and effective way to earn respect.

Qin Yan's expression remained calm; he did not appear cramped or arrogant because of this sudden goodwill.

He merely nodded slightly in response and walked steadily toward his seat.

Lu Youyou, sitting on one side, saw Qin Yan, and her lively eyes curved into crescents.

Without ceremony, she reached out her small hand and slapped Qin Yan on the shoulder with a "thwack."

The force was not light, showing her excellent mood at the moment.

"Not bad, Junior Brother! Now the two of us, senior sister and junior brother, have secured two seats in the top five of this year's class!"

Her voice was crisp, carrying undisguised pride and joy.

It was as if Qin Yan's glory also belonged partly to her.

Qin Yan's body swayed slightly from the slap.

He looked at this lively senior sister somewhat helplessly.

After spending time together, he had long since become accustomed to Lu Youyou's "hands-on" behavior and casual joking, moving past his initial discomfort.

He smiled and said nothing more.

This pure, unadulterated camaraderie among fellow disciples made him feel quite warm.

Before long, the homeroom teacher, Fang Yan, walked into the classroom.

Fang Yan's gaze swept over every young and energetic face below, and he got straight to the point:

"Classmates, October has ended, and you have submitted a good answer sheet with your hard work and sweat.

But the path of martial arts is like rowing against the current; one cannot afford even a moment of slack.

The upcoming November is crucial!

At the end of this month, the school will officially select the ten formal members to represent our Modu University of Martial Arts in this year's National Martial Arts University Exchange Tournament!

At the same time, the Key Class will be disbanded at the end of this month. I hope you all can work a bit harder."

As his voice fell, those ranked lower, especially those outside the top ten, showed expressions of intense urgency and anxiety on their faces.

The disbandment of the Key Class meant they would likely be eliminated from this core circle.

Losing their current superior cultivation resources and environment.

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