I will eventually become a divine being through accumulating constantly

"Impeccable… Although I don't think much of Zhou Yinglin as a person, every time I see his Heavenly Feather Garment, it makes one sigh that this truly is the epitome of human spear skills,"

Wei Junwu spoke with a sense of wonder.

"Zhou Yinglin reached the 'Ten Needles and A Hundred Threads' realm a year ago, and now he is nearing the 'Hundred Needles, Thousand Threads,' instantly thrusting nearly a hundred spears, each one incredibly precise and exquisite, no less powerful than a deathblow. With over ten variations in a single thrust, any reaction by the opponent would still fall within his repertoire of changes."

He looked at Xue Jing beside him and said pointedly,

"If he were your opponent, you absolutely couldn't think of competing with him in terms of martial arts skills. Heavenly Feather Garment is the true pinnacle of Supreme Ingenuity in the realm of 'skill,' and there's simply no one better. Trying to find a flaw in him is impossible; you must find a way in other aspects..."

Xue Jing did not respond.

His eyes, indifferent with a divine silver-white hue, gradually lost their color and returned to their normal shape. Xue Jing turned his head and glanced at Wei Junwu indifferently,

"Oh? Is that so?"

Seeing him seemingly unimpressed and possibly harboring other thoughts, Wei Junwu became a bit anxious,

"Old Xue, you really shouldn't be so stubborn... I know you're very formidable, and you didn't give your all in the last match, but Zhou Yinglin is definitely an opponent you've never encountered before. Just now, he didn't even use a third of his strength in the arena, you can't underestimate him..."

Xue Jing said, "I am not underestimating him."

With that, he turned and walked toward the exit of the corridor.

"It's you guys... who are underestimating me."

Wei Junwu was taken aback by Xue Jing's last sentence, which sounded light and weightless.

...

Xue Jing walked on the path leading to the resting room.

His purpose for attending the match was to gather information on Zhou Yinglin's martial skill 'Heavenly Feather Garment.' Now that his goal was achieved, the other competitors' battles were of no consequence.

"The person behind Wei Junwu, the one who sent me the Forgotten Greatsword... Could it be Zhu or someone related to her? Or perhaps just an unknown major player who sees potential in me and wants to give me a hand?"

Xue Jing's eyes revealed contemplation.

After pondering for a long time, he shook his head.

"This person must have good intentions, but I don't quite like the method,"

he said to himself.

Many people have experienced this: something you can handle yourself and are about to resolve, and suddenly someone beside you suggests a solution.

This 'solution' is something you could have thought of on your own, but after being spoken by another, solving the issue seems as though it is thanks to their help.

If the person doesn't care about such trifles, it's fine, but if they're the type to seek credit, flaunting their assistance as if the entire success depended on them, it becomes thoroughly annoying.

Xue Jing did not wish to be bound by such a 'favor' that wasn't a favor.

It's as if without the Forgotten Greatsword, without this 'hint,' he wouldn't be able to handle Zhou Yinglin.

Xue Jing opened the Skill Panel and glanced at the [Combat Skills] in his regular skills column.

[Sublimation Conditions:

The first, ?????

...]

The sublimation conditions full of question marks remained unmet, but for some reason, Xue Jing felt that the option seemed a bit clearer than before, though he wasn't sure if it was just an illusion.

After returning to the resting room, Xue Jing reached out and scooped up Miao Miao, who was sleeping on the couch, moving her to the side before sitting down cross-legged on the couch himself.

He closed his eyes, and with his powerful spirit and consciousness, he brought his state of mind to a still, unperturbed level, his mind slowly sinking as he began Consciousness Simulation.

In the Consciousness Space, endless pixels started to construct the simulated environment, quickly establishing the grand arena of the Super Arena.

Xue Jing himself soon appeared on the stage, and with a thought, a figure with eyes as sharp as a hawk's materialized not far in front of him.

Xue Jing looked at 'Zhou Yinglin' and snapped his fingers, equipping him with a Nine Chi Great Spear.

With Lv8 [Visualization True], the created entities were almost lifelike, possessing a real sense of self. 'Zhou Yinglin' looked at Xue Jing in front of him, his sharp gaze revealing a hint of murderous intent.

The high Spiritual Level allowed this murderous intent to materially manifest in the outside world, distorting the air with vibration. Xue Jing immediately felt as if his exposed skin was being slowly sliced by a sharp wind blade, faintly causing pain.

Xue Jing looked at 'Zhou Yinglin' and said softly, "Come, do what you want to do."

No sooner had the words left his lips than 'Zhou Yinglin' took a step forward without any hesitation and thrust his spear like a dragon!

Like a veil of rain, like a deluge, a cascade of spear shadows poured towards Xue Jing with ferocity.

"Swish swish swish swish—!!"

The air screamed in agony as countless disrupted air currents twisted like many wild snakes.

Different from Zhou Yinglin, who held back on the stage before, the 'he' now was how Xue Jing envisioned a full-power, murderous Zhou Yinglin.

There was no escape, no hiding, no blocking.

As the torrent of spear shadows closed in on him, a realization dawned in Xue Jing's mind.

At this moment, almost any action he took would be in vain. Any defensive move, redirection, bouncing, or shock wave techniques would prove useless under this absolutely tight assault without any gaps.

Any retaliation would be dissolved and penetrated under this pinnacle of Supreme Ingenuity, like being enveloped by a Heavenly Feather Garment from the sky above, without a single flaw.

Xue Jing made no attempt to counter, instead standing quietly in his spot, without even the most basic Channeling Energy for protection. He emptied himself to fully comprehend the incoming impact.