I will eventually become a divine being through accumulating constantly

The values were clearly supposed to get harder to increase as time went on... but that wasn't the case for him. After being enhanced by True Martial and other various skills, he didn't even know where the limit was for his body.

Regarding his "Consciousness," before Xue Jing slept, it was probably around 2500... Astoundingly, after sleeping for just over four hours, it had risen by three hundred points.

No wonder he felt better than ever before; it turned out that the strength of his spirit and consciousness had significantly increased.

His current spiritual strength, placed on a regular Martial Artist, would be more than enough for a Breakthrough, and it even exceeded the required threshold by more than double.

But the question was... where was the limit?

The purpose of a Breakthrough was to allow a body that had reached its limit to overcome its restrictions and embrace the opportunity for further growth... However, up to now, Xue Jing's physical stats had already doubled that of an ordinary top-tier expert, and he was still in a rapid growth period, nowhere near his limit.

Without reaching the limit, naturally, there was no talk of a Breakthrough.

"My physical limit can't possibly be higher than that of a Divinity Factor modified Ultimate Breakthrough... can it?"

Xue Jing wondered.

Shaking his head, he stood up and walked out of the resting area.

"Let's go on, arrange my next opponent for me."

He said to Xuanling.

...

In the next two days, the entire Extreme Martial Ascension Palace experienced a minor earthquake.

A genius outsider named Xue Jing swept through his competition with an undefeated streak, vanquishing foes without needing a second move, instantly ending matches and rapidly climbing the ranks with an absolutely invincible demeanor. Enjoy new stories from My Virtual Library Empire

His overly young age and overwhelmingly dominant stance caught the attention of countless people, and even the Heavenly Lords high atop took some notice.

Since they were all wins, the proportion of praise was overwhelmingly high. In just two days, he had climbed from the starting point at the ten thousandth level to over thirty thousand.

The pace was fast, but it hadn't reached record-breaking levels... The reason it hadn't broken the record was that, for some unknown reason, after every hundred or so matches, this youth named Xue Jing would take a few hours to rest before continuing.

This left many people feeling regretful. Since each match was an instant kill and didn't seem energy-consuming, he had a fantastic opportunity to break the record. Yet, he didn't push himself to go two straight days without rest, which wouldn't have been much for a Martial Artist. He gave it up so casually; how capricious.

During these two days, the Martial Arts Examinations in various cities within the Seventh Metropolitan Circle had already concluded, revealing the scores of all candidates.

Among them, a piece of blockbuster news caught everyone's attention.

In the Inner Ring inter-city joint exam, an examiner named Xue Jing led his thirty students to rank in the top thirty of the final scores, securing for all his students admission to top-tier universities.

As soon as this news appeared, it set the common folk of the Seventh Metropolitan Circle abuzz.

But let's not dwell on the subsequent effects.

By the time Xue Jing reached close to forty thousand levels, the opponents here were essentially all at Limit-breaking Levels, only not yet fully developed to Perfection. If evaluated by the attribute table, they would be experts with both "Physique" and "Consciousness" in the 2000-3000 range.

Having defeated countless opponents over these two days and having absorbed and refined the knowledge of All Things Myriad Phases after each victory, the progress of Xue Jing was nothing short of terrifying.

Physique: 2510

Consciousness: 3321

These were the changes reflected in the numerical values... His Physique had increased by two hundred, and his Consciousness by around five hundred.

As Xue Jing's spiritual strength continued to rise, the effectiveness of absorbing martial arts knowledge in training his spirit grew weaker, and thus the increase rate continuously slowed.

Even so, an additional five hundred points in Consciousness... that was progress a normal person might strive for half a lifetime to achieve.

Everyone who had been watching Xue Jing fight his way through was unaware of the terrifying speed at which this young man was growing.

"Xue Jing... every time I see a genius like you, it makes me realize the harshness of reality."

On the platform, a middle-aged man in a white Martial Arts Uniform with a lean figure spoke slowly.

"Like you, I was born in the Outer Ring, a commoner with no background, no resources... I climbed to where I am solely on my own talent and effort, and I've always taken pride in that."

"But what took me a whole forty years to achieve seems, to someone like you, as if it could be effortlessly obtained at birth. Such is the cruel reality..."

Xue Jing didn't speak.

The middle-aged man was unimpressed and simply said, "I may not be able to beat you... but what I practice is the Ancient Martial Sky Movement Sect, and defense is my domain. As long as I don't initiate an attack, defeating an opponent in one move like you did before is impossible."

"Your record of instant kills ends here."

Upon hearing the words "Celestial Movement Sect," Xue Jing finally spoke up,

"Do you know Song Nanxing from the Celestial Movement Sect?"

Song Nanxing from the Celestial Movement Sect, who was eliminated in the semi-finals of the U17 championship by Otogirusu, had some acquaintance with Xue Jing.

The middle-aged man paused slightly, "...You know my disciple?"

Xue Jing nodded, "I see."

At that moment, the holographic countdown above the arena ended, and the match began.

The middle-aged man instantly assumed the stance of the Celestial Movement Sect, as an unwavering aura that was as solid as a mountain burst forth from his entire being. It was as if it wasn't a man standing there, but an unassailable mountain.

Xue Jing leisurely stepped forward, slowly walking up to the man, closing the distance to less than an arm's length.

The middle-aged man had no intention of striking out, merely watching Xue Jing with caution.

The Celestial Movement Sect, a style that achieved perfection in 'defense and counterattack,' would only take the offensive when facing an opponent clearly inferior to itself. Facing a terrifying genius like Xue Jing, he obviously couldn't do the same. He could only hope for victory within his own domain.

Xue Jing slowly raised his hand and slapped it towards the middle-aged man.

At the same time, he spoke softly, "—Unity."

His palm, not moving particularly fast, made contact with the man's body.

As soon as the middle-aged man felt the Qi Force from the palm, he immediately prepared to counterattack with a secret technique from the Celestial Movement Sect.

But just for a moment, his eyes widened in shock.

Qi Force...innumerable Qi Forces.

Hundreds, even thousands, completely different, as if thousands of people were standing in front of him, each executing a thousand different martial arts techniques, impossible to defend against!

...

Song Nanxing from the Celestial Movement Sect, who was eliminated in the semi-finals of the U17 championship by Otogirusu, had some acquaintance with Xue Jing.

The middle-aged man paused slightly, "...You know my disciple?"

Xue Jing nodded, "I see."

At that moment, the holographic countdown above the arena ended, and the match began.

The middle-aged man instantly assumed the stance of the Celestial Movement Sect, as an unwavering aura that was as solid as a mountain burst forth from his entire being. It was as if it wasn't a person standing there, but an unassailable mountain.

Xue Jing leisurely stepped forward, slowly walking up to the man, closing the distance to less than an arm's length.

The middle-aged man had no intention of striking out, merely watching Xue Jing with caution.

The Celestial Movement Sect, a style that achieved perfection in 'defense and counterattack,' would only take the offensive when facing an opponent clearly inferior to itself. Facing a terrifying genius like Xue Jing, he obviously couldn't do the same. He could only hope for victory within his own domain.

Xue Jing slowly raised his hand and slapped it towards the middle-aged man.

At the same time, he spoke softly, "—Unity."

His palm, not moving particularly fast, made contact with the man's body.

As soon as the middle-aged man felt the Qi Force from the palm, he immediately prepared to counterattack with a secret technique from the Celestial Movement Sect.

But just for a moment, his eyes widened in shock.

Qi Force...innumerable Qi Forces.

Hundreds, even thousands, completely different, as if thousands of people were standing in front of him, each executing a thousand different martial arts techniques, impossible to defend against!

...