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Miao Miao huffed and pushed the cellphone aside with her front paws.

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The next day, within the Consciousness Space at the Super Arena's grand stage, Xue Jing stood in the center of the stage with his eyes closed, his whole body relaxed, without any movement.

Opposite him, 'Zhou Yinglin' held the Nine Chi Great Spear, assuming the 'Hold the Pipa' stance from the twenty-four spear skills moves, the tip facing Xue Jing.

After a long standoff, Zhou Yinglin moved.

The shadows of the spear turned into a flood, like a giant wave engulfing Xue Jing, its nearly infinite variations sealed off all escape routes and defensive positions, leaving only the option to endure the attack.

Yet Xue Jing still did not move, not even channeling energy, merely letting his body relax, waiting for the spear's flood to reach him.

Just as the first spear thrust was about to touch Xue Jing, coming infinitely close to his skin.

His intensely focused consciousness instantly gained insight into everything about that thrust, including its force, the energy channeling route, and all possible subsequent variations.

Subsequently, his body instinctively responded.

Power began to circulate, a force completely identical in magnitude but in the exact opposite direction, materializing precisely at the point of the spear's strike.

To the outside world, Zhou Yinglin's thrust seemed to merely touch Xue Jing lightly, causing no harm, only emitting a 'ding' of a crisp sound.

Then came the second thrust, the third, the fourth...

Having gained insight into the subsequent variations, Xue Jing concentrated opposing forces at the points struck by the spear, dissolving them one by one.

The result was a constant 'ding ding ding' of crisp sounds, but Xue Jing took not even a scratch.

It wasn't until the twelfth thrust that Xue Jing's consciousness processing speed could no longer keep up, lagging by a beat, his physical energy channeling also a step too slow, and he was pierced, creating a small bloody hole.

Once he started to lag, what followed was a complete defeat, as dozens of consecutive thrusts reduced him to chunks.

Pixelated fragments swirled and converged, Xue Jing resurrected and reappeared on the stage.

He nodded his head and said,

"The Near-God Move—'Return to Nothing'—has begun to take effect, my theory is indeed realizable, even the complex and perfect spear technique 'Flawless' can be dissolved."

"It's partly because I already have a deep understanding of 'Flawless'; if it were a martial art that I had never come across before, I wouldn't have been able to do this."

"But as my understanding of martial arts continues to grow, there will come a day when I'll be able to see through all martial arts in the world as if they were transparent, and even if faced with a martial arts attack I've never seen before, I would be able to instantly understand and dissolve it."

He clenched his fist, and pixelated fragments swirled and converged, creating a Nine Chi steel spear in his hand.

Then he walked towards Zhou Yinglin.

"Flawless·Ten Needles Hundred Threads."

"Shoo shoo shoo shoo shoo—!!"

Cold light flashed, and the spear struck out like a dragon, jabbing towards Zhou Yinglin like a curtain of rain.

"Ding ding ding ding—"

Zhou Yinglin responded with the same Flawless technique, and after fifteen sounds of clashing spear tips, Xue Jing stopped his spearing action.

This was his current limit, fifteen thrusts.

Compared to yesterday when he had just started 'Ten Needles Hundred Threads,' he had improved by five thrusts.

Xue Jing nodded and said, "Progress is decent, let's continue training."

He spent the entire day immersed in the training of Consciousness Simulation.

Whenever his spiritual power was depleted, he would rest; once rested, he'd continue.

With the help of 'Zhou Yinglin' as a professional sparring partner, undergoing cheat-level intense training without regard for life or death, Xue Jing's improvement speed was frighteningly unimaginable.

Until the day for the top sixteen competition arrived, Xue Jing's Flawless had reached the twenty-fifth thrust.

The number of Flawless thrusts 'Return to Nothing' could dissolve had also reached twenty-one.

This meant that for Zhou Yinglin himself, the first twenty-one thrusts might as well have been non-existent to Xue Jing.

At this time, just three days had passed since he had learned Impeccable.

In a situation no one could have possibly imagined, in just three days, Xue Jing had almost completely unraveled Zhou Yinglin's secrets.

Approaching noon, Xue Jing arrived at the Yuan City Super Arena once again, with Ning Yuantai providing transport.

Upon opening the door to the players' rest area, two people were already there.

Jiang Siwei and... Yin Muhu.

Xue Jing looked at the delicate figure, a bit slender, and paused for a moment before smiling and saying,

"Shady Girl, are you feeling better?"

At this moment, Yin Muhu was wearing a very tight Martial Arts Uniform, with her entire waist and abdomen wrapped in bandages. Her slender waist highlighted her full chest, which presented a startling contrast to her presence, and her shapely legs, though concealed by long trousers, hinted at their graceful form from the silhouette.

She was extremely tall, nearly two meters, but she had a large frame that did not display the skinny beanpole look that can come with excessive height. Instead, her figure was perfectly proportionate, any more would be fat, any less would be thin, her body so exceptionally well-formed that it could make world-class Victoria's Secret models feel inferior.

"Xue, I am feeling much better now," Yin Muhu replied with a smile, her tone a bit weak, indicating that her injuries were still quite severe.

Xue Jing walked over to her, placed a hand on her shoulder, and began channeling energy to probe her injuries internally.

"These injuries are too severe; you're still suffering because you used some Ultimate Skills that overexerted your vitality, leaving your spiritual power overdrawn and your life force languishing. In this state, even potent medicines are off-limits, as they might do you more harm than good."

"If you recover slowly, it will take at least three months..."

Xue Jing slightly furrowed his brow.

Three months was an awfully long delay for a Martial Artist around the age of seventeen or eighteen, an age when progress can be swift and significant.

"It's fine, three months is three months; Xue, don't worry about me. This was something I anticipated and was prepared to face before the competition," Yin Muhu said with a carefree smile, her voice matching the gentle and innocent quality expected from a girl of her appearance.

After a moment, Xue Jing said, "There might be another way, Shady Girl, stretch out your hand."

Yin Muhu, although not knowing what Xue Jing intended to do, extended her hand in trust without hesitation.

Her palms were slender, nearly matching Xue Jing's in size due to her larger bone structure, even though she had lost some weight.

Xue Jing took a black Dragon Cherry Seed the size of a walnut from his pocket, placed it in his palm, then joined hands with Yin Muhu, squeezing the seed between them.

Jiang Siwei curiously watched the scene unfold beside them.

Xue Jing's thoughts focused, and the Dragon Cherry's property of absorbing life force activated. It drew from his own life force, then transferred that energy to Yin Muhu.

Feeling the serious injuries at her chest and abdomen suddenly begin to stir and rapidly heal, her vitality also slowly reinvigorated, Yin Muhu exclaimed in surprise,

"Eh? What's this...?"

With Level 10 Health Cultivation, Xue Jing's life force was to Yin Muhu's as an African elephant is to a munchkin cat.

The strong and pure life force promptly filled and even healed Yin Muhu's body, which was as tattered as a riddled sack.

"Xue..."

Yin Muhu looked at Xue Jing with deep emotion, her beautiful face softened with gentle expressions.

She instinctively felt that this 'life force' contained traces of Xue Jing.

Xue was transferring his own life force to her through an unknown method!

"Please stop, Xue, it's enough," Yin Muhu urged.

She felt much better already, at least her vitality was replenished enough to take potent tonics. The remaining injuries didn't seem worrisome, so she quickly asked Xue Jing to stop.

Unaware that this amount of life force was but a drop in the ocean compared to Xue Jing's profound reserve, she was already moved to tears.
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After all, the injury was her own doing, as she had pushed herself to the limit in the competition...

Xue was far too good to her, better than a real brother...

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