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Xue Jing experimented with interest in the Army Master’s ability to enhance weapons.

Due to True Martial, he was now able to channel energy throughout his body, even using his eyes, the least likely places, as ‘weapons.’

Therefore, in his understanding, his entire body qualified as a weapon, and Army Master’s enhancement could be applied throughout.

This resulted in him even being able to cover his entire body in platinum color, transforming into a veritable body of steel, an indestructible body…

However, as he tried further, he also discovered issues.

This platinum-colored enhancement was not permanent and seemed to have a ‘quantity’ limit; the larger the area covered, the thinner the distribution, and the weaker the enhancement effect.

When used on the body, the best method was still to concentrate on the fists and feet and instantaneously focus on the area being attacked when an opponent attacked for defense.

“This should increase in quantity and improve in enhancement effect as the level increases,” he speculated.

As the experiments progressed, Xue Jing quickly discovered a third effect.

This was an effect he had previously speculated—All Weapons Mastery.

In the courtyard, Xue Jing held the platinum long spear in one hand, positioned behind him, the tip of the spear touching the ground.

Suddenly, his gaze intensified, Skin, Flesh, Tendons, Bones, Blood all activated at once, and Finishing Power transformed into the Might of Awakening of Insects.

The spear in his hand, from back to front, executed a large circular swing forward, cleaving a half-moon.

“Huh——!!”

The profound air currents roared, sounding nothing like the thin spear could produce, and with a loud bang, it smashed down with great force and weight.

“Boom——!!”

The moment the spear touched the ground, the ground instantly shattered, forming continuous depressions ahead, extending dozens of meters, making the entire Zhige Base shake.

Amidst the rising dust, Xue Jing withdrew his spear and stood beside it.

Using the nine-foot spear as if it were a giant sword… This method of treating the weapon in his hand as another had accidentally come out during a clash with Dragon Cult members.

But when he later tried to recreate it, he could not until now, after advancing from Combat Skills to Army Master, that he could finally handle it with ease.

Seeing the terrifying effect, Xue Jing exclaimed:

“This isn’t just the technique of ‘Lift Light as if Heavy’… it’s reached the ‘Extraordinary Realm.’

The moment he executed ‘Awakening of Insects’ with the long spear, Xue Jing truly felt that what he held was no longer a spear but the Forgotten Greatsword.

Though definitely not as effective as using the actual body of the Forgotten Greatsword, in that instant, the striking power of the spear’s Awakening of Insects surpassed physical laws to a degree it shouldn’t have achieved based on its weight.”

“It seems my idea that I could pluck a blade of grass by the roadside and use it as a great sword is real… Putting its versatile applicability aside, in combat, using the known power of the great sword wielder and the clever technique of the spear wielder’s delicate strikes, this sudden contrast is not something everyone can react to; it can serve as a trump card.”

After testing for a long time, Xue Jing was quite satisfied with the Extraordinary Skill of the Army Master.

Perfect adaptation to weapon information + Knight’s Undying Body without bare hands + Armed Color Domineering + All Weapons Mastery… as well as the most fundamental talent for weapon handling also improved from Weapon Strike Lv10.

He tried a little, even without the Army Master’s Armed Color enhancement effect, executing the Flawless Spear Technique now, was much smoother and more seamlessly natural than before.

Overall, his strength had increased again.

…

Another day passed, and the quarterfinals began again.

Since the quarterfinals followed a double-elimination format, based on the last match’s results, the eight competitors were divided into winners and losers groups.

The winners group included: Wei Junwu, Song Nanxing, Otogirusu Suzuka, Xue Jing.

The losers group included: Huang Lu, Li Miao, Chen Chao, Zhou Yinglin.

The winners were to compete against the losers; if a winner won, they immediately advanced to the semifinals, whereas if a loser won, it was considered a revival match victory, and they would advance to the semifinals by winning one more match.

Xue Jing’s match was the fourth, but he arrived early at the Super Arena to watch the matches, triggering a wave of cheers and screams from the audience when he appeared in the competitors’ watch area. The broadcast camera, like it had a loose screw, occasionally swung to capture his close-ups, absurdly frequent.

At the same time, amidst the cheers of the audience, Xue Jing learned some news… he finally had a new title.

It was no longer the awkward title “My Husband,” but a very domineering one.

— Demon King Xue.

It was said that this was because he possessed a strength that was excessively formidable for any other competitors, making him seem as unbeatable as the Great Demon King, combined with his exceedingly brutal methods against Zhou Yinglin, perfectly fitting the aura of a Demon King.

Though this title was slightly derogatory on a moral level, Xue Jing didn’t care; he found the title to be excellent. Stay tuned with empire

The world of Martial Artists was all about strength.

“Strength” had nothing to do with beautiful concepts like justice, conscience, or morality; its essence was purely the power to make others submit and obey.

The title ‘Demon King’ embodied people’s fear of “strength,” and that was enough; Xue Jing was quite satisfied.

At least Xue Wan wouldn’t tease him with it.

Soon, the first match began, featuring Wei Junwu from the winner’s group against Zhou Yinglin from the loser’s group. S~eaʀᴄh the Nôvelƒire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

To both Xue Jing’s and most people’s surprise, Zhou Yinglin, who should have been disabled and reduced to a mere stick figure appeared.

Moreover, he looked completely unharmed, showing no signs of the miserable state he had been in before when his limbs were disassembled.

Xue Jing had thought that, considering Zhou’s background from the Thirteen Great Families and as a disciple of the Gun Saint, healing such injuries wouldn’t be difficult, but he hadn’t expected it to be done in just one day.

In the midst of astonishment from the audience and a bitter expression on Wei Junwu’s face, Zhou Yinglin slowly stepped onto the arena.

In the competitors’ viewing area next to Xue Jing, Otogirusu Suzuka softly spoke:

“He must have undergone Super Surgery and used some powerful, strong drugs… Just as expected of Mr. Zhou.”

“The top surgeons capable of performing Super Surgery are no more than two hundred in the world, and each one is booked for at least ten years in advance… To find a top surgeon in such short notice and to queue-jump for immediate surgery, that’s quite a difficult feat.”

Xue Jing nodded, “I see.”

“Xue, you don’t seem very concerned?”

Yin Muhu, standing beside him, noticed Xue Jing’s unchanged expression and asked curiously.

Xue Jing looked at her strangely, “Why should I be concerned?”

After thinking for a moment, Yin Muhu said, “I think Zhou Yinglin hurried to heal himself and didn’t drop out of the competition because he probably wants to seek revenge against you.”

Xue Jing smiled and said,

“When you walk down the road, do you care if the stone under your foot is the same one you kicked away before?”

To him, Zhou Yinglin was just one of his many defeated opponents, not even one of the notable ones.

Let alone relying on Super Surgery to recover in one day, even if Zhou Yinglin truly had an Undying Body, Xue Jing wouldn’t bother about him.

“A stone is just a stone, nothing special. If it blocks the path, just kick it aside. Why bother if it comes back seeking revenge?”

Yin Muhu, stunned, nodded slowly, “Is that so…”

Otogirusu Suzuka, with her mouth covered by her sleeve, laughed softly, “Xue Jun’s sharp tongue is still as formidable. If Mr. Zhou heard this, he’d be furious again…”

Back on the arena, Wei Junwu struggled for a short while before getting easily defeated by Zhou Yinglin.

Only then did people vaguely remember that Zhou Yinglin was a talent of a dimension-reducing caliber in the U19 youth competition. It’s just that he seemed a bit weak facing Demon King Xue the day before yesterday.

The commentator loudly proclaimed his victory, and the audience erupted in fervent applause.

However, Zhou Yinglin paid no attention to any of it, instead casting a shadowy gaze toward the young man in the competitors’ viewing area, who was distanced by the others out of fear.

Realizing that the person had never focused his sight on him, Zhou Yinglin snorted coldly, tossed his long spear to the side, impaling it into the arena floor, and turned to walk back through the competitors’ corridor.

…