39: Martial Arts Exchange Meeting (Happy New Year)
The date agreed upon with Jiang Xin quickly arrived.
Lin Ye followed Jiang Xin to the venue.
This exchange meeting was far from simple; held at Beijing University, it had over ten thousand attendees, mostly Martial Artists of Tier 4 and above.
Lin Ye was secretly astonished; Beijing University truly lived up to its reputation as the university with the strongest Martial Artist power in the nation, and Beijing indeed lived up to its reputation as an ancient capital, with so many Martial Artists.
Sitting below in the venue, the exchange meeting began.
The host didn't ramble much, seemingly understanding the purpose of the Martial Artists' arrival.
He simply said a few words and then left.
Lin Ye was satisfied, it was much more practical than a principal's speech.
Several prominent figures, representatives of various schools, went up, introduced their schools, and even gave demonstrations.
Lin Ye was very impressed by a few of these schools.
For example, the One-Hit Style and the Combo Style; the former had terrifying explosive power, defeating enemies with a single punch, while the latter was continuous, like flowing water wearing away stone.
There were also styles like the Crane Style and Turtle Style.
What Lin Ye admired most was a certain Extreme Style, which pursued the extreme to the end, possessing terrifying physical bodies, and when combined with Force Energy, their destructive power was astonishing.
It was truly an eye-opener; various schools flourished and contended like a hundred flowers blooming and a hundred schools of thought contending.
“Junior Brother, we'll be going up soon too,” Jiang Xin patted his shoulder.
“We're going up too?” Lin Ye was a bit flustered; he was only Tier 3.
“It's fine, mostly I'll be leading, you just cooperate with the demonstration.”
Jiang Xin patted her chest, indicating she had it covered.
Lin Ye hadn't expected that at an exchange meeting filled with prominent figures, he, a Tier 3, would also be qualified to participate.
He was eager to try; of the Mind Stream's six senses, five were already at a proficient level.
Yes, that's right, it had been two months since he arrived in Beijing.
Under the terrifying ability of the panel, Star Force and Strength Energy Control had all reached the pinnacle of perfection, leading to terrifying cultivation speed for his Force Energy.
If it weren't for the difficulty of cultivating the five senses, he estimated he would have already achieved minor success in all of them.
All his other skills, besides these, were already proficient and complete, just a little bit away from achieving minor success.
So now he was very confident; his Senior Sister Jiang Xin's progress was far behind his, and he could now easily defeat Jiang Xin.
It was their turn; Jiang Xin led him onto the stage, briefly explaining, though not needing much elaboration, as Mind Stream was quite famous.
Then came the demonstration phase; the Martial Artists in the audience were curious when they saw that it wasn't the Tier 4 beautiful Martial Artist demonstrating, but a Tier 3 Martial Artist.
Staff brought out a blocker, sealing Lin Ye's vision and hearing.
A robot held a rubber bullet launcher, firing extremely fast rubber balls at Lin Ye.
Lin Ye's feet couldn't move; relying on his perception, his upper body easily dodged the rubber balls one after another.
As the rubber balls got faster and faster, Lin Ye's dodging speed also got faster and faster, gradually becoming grotesque.
But the audience below not only didn't laugh, but their mouths widened, because the large screen on stage showed that it was now the limit of a Tier 4 ability user's perception, and as the intensity continued to deepen, Lin Ye had already flashed out afterimages, becoming even more grotesque.
Amidst the terrified gazes of the crowd below, Lin Ye was finally hit at the perception intensity of mid-Tier 5.
The robot stopped, and Lin Ye also stopped.
Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, “Thank goodness it's only mid-Tier 5.” Wait, why did I say “only”? This is just a Tier 3 kid!
The blocker was removed, and Lin Ye looked at the big screen, “Hmm, mid-Tier 5 perception, not bad, a bit higher than the normal test, looks like I had a breakthrough on the spot.”
Jiang Xin wasn't surprised; she had witnessed her Junior Brother's growth.
Thunderous applause erupted below the stage.
The two bowed and exited the stage.
After several more groups went up, the second segment concluded.
The final segment was free sparring and challenges.
Not many people came to chat with Lin Ye, and there were almost no challenges; winning against a Tier 3 kid wasn't glorious, and losing would be humiliating.
Lin Ye excitedly ran off to challenge others, but Martial Artists are a proud bunch; how could they bully someone? (Jiang Xin expressed, “Then I'll leave.”)
Well, if they were going to bully, they'd find a soft target or a secluded place to do it.
Unable to successfully arrange a challenge, Lin Ye could only give up helplessly.
However, quite a few people challenged his Senior Sister. His Senior Sister chose a few opponents of decent strength, with mixed results, though she mostly won.
Lin Ye realized he had underestimated his Senior Sister's strength; just because he could beat her didn't mean others could.
And the Martial Artists here weren't simple either; his Senior Sister being able to win didn't mean the nobodies outside could.
It seemed he needed to correct his attitude and not underestimate people.
On the way back, Lin Ye still felt regretful.
“Junior Brother, how did you feel about the exchange meeting?” Jiang Xin asked with a smile.
Lin Ye answered honestly: “It wasn't bad; the various schools truly are diverse and peculiar, and the Martial Artist industry in Beijing is indeed prosperous. However, it's a pity I didn't get to spar.”
Lin Ye expressed that he had enjoyed the visual feast, but unfortunately, he hadn't had enough of the hands-on experience.
“In this kind of setting, no one is willing to spar with a Tier 3 like you. Winning isn't glorious, and losing would be utterly humiliating.”
Lin Ye was stunned, “But Senior Sister, didn't you challenge me back then?”
Jiang Xin flushed with anger, “Shut up! Do you know how long Senior Sister was mocked after losing?”
Lin Ye said he didn't know, and Jiang Xin rushed over, giving him two solid punches.
He couldn't dodge in the car, so he just let her hit him.
“You rotten brat, after you could beat Senior Sister, all you know is how to annoy her, right?” Jiang Xin was depressed; at first, she could barely cope, but later, her Junior Brother's progress became terrifying, and she was completely no match for him.
Lin Ye begged for mercy, saying he greatly respected his Senior Sister.
However, he mumbled to himself, “Strange, why has Senior Sister's scent changed again?” With his enhanced sense of smell, he could naturally detect the changes in his Senior Sister's fragrance.
Hmm, it wasn't just the scent; her attire also changed very quickly.
White stockings, black stockings, short skirts, dresses.
Her hairstyle also changed several times.
Today, she was wearing a Martial Artist uniform and a neat black ponytail.
Does Senior Sister like to dress up in different styles? Lin Ye couldn't understand this hobby.
But Senior Sister was truly beautiful; everything she wore suited her perfectly.
Lin Ye thought, and then his thoughts turned to martial arts.
With his current strength, he wondered if he could cultivate multiple Martial Artist styles. Some Martial Artist styles do not conflict, and cultivating them would definitely make him even stronger.
Ever since all his abilities had reached the pinnacle of perfection, he had never encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation again, and his skill points began to be used on Little White's Dream Realm and Star Child.
The Dream Realm consumed skill points at a normal Star Level, requiring 1600 points to max out, while Star Child needed 800 proficiency points to reach minor success.
Because the Dream Realm was helpful for cultivating the five senses, he had maxed it out early. Now, it was indistinguishable from reality, and Lin Ye's recovery during sleep was even more terrifying; Little White almost never wanted to leave the Dream Realm.
After maxing it out, the boost to his five senses cultivation reached two hundred percent, which allowed him to quickly become fully proficient at an extraordinary speed.
Now, the only flaw in the Dream Realm was the lack of guidance from a master; otherwise, reality wouldn't be as fast as cultivating in the Dream Realm.
Oh, right, the perfected Dream Realm awakened an ability: it could simulate combat, but the opponent's information had to be complete, otherwise there would be discrepancies.
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