Martial Artist: Stronger by Coasting Along-Chapter 404 - 112: Strike Me with a Sword

The combat power directly reached 17789.9.

It was completely unexpected, leaving him dumbfounded and unable to control his pacing in the room.

"Connecting with the real world, could it be that the dark night is a trait of connecting with reality, and that’s why my domain could directly transform into a demon realm?"

"Mr. Zhao mentioned before that the strength of the Spiritual Demon Realm not only lies in connecting with the real world but also makes all phenomena in the demon realm identical to those in the real world."

"But my Spiritual Demon Realm, for now, only consists of endless darkness."

"I can sense the fluctuation of seven powers of heaven and earth, but beyond that, there’s only endless darkness."

"One in fifty thousand, could it be that my Spiritual Demon Realm’s connection to reality is just that thread of darkness, and it’s this very darkness that transformed the domain into a demon realm, laying the foundational power of the world for me?"

"Could darkness be the beginning of the birth of the world?"

Zhang Lingfeng was puzzled beyond comprehension.

He never thought that one day, his Spiritual Domain could undergo metamorphosis under the fluctuation of mental telekinesis, integrating darkness and successfully connecting with the real world.

Even though his demon realm is minuscule, seeming like just an eternal darkness, it boosted his combat power by over 3000 points at once.

This simply left him astounded.

It’s hard to imagine the combat power of a Spiritual Demon Realm in Kuragahara that can mirror the real world?

"Ling Feng, are you ready yet."

The King of the North of the River urged him from outside.

"Alright, coming."

Zhang Lingfeng temporarily stopped overthinking.

Whether his Spiritual Demon Realm is connected to the real world is still unknown; he can only wait until the competition ends to find Kuragahara or ask a teacher at the Academy.

This was the first time he experienced a metamorphosis of an ability without relying on his Coasting Along Value, and yet his Spiritual Domain transformed into a Spiritual Demon Realm.

Moreover, his combat power increased by more than 3000 points at once, which is hard for anyone to believe.

He couldn’t resist feeling the fluctuations of divine thought power again and the change in its relationship with the power of heaven and earth, discovering that the natural harmony always existed and didn’t disappear as a result.

In fact, with the emergence of the Spiritual Demon Realm, that natural harmony became increasingly apparent in his perception, feeling inseparable.

To construct a complete fluctuation rule of heaven and earth within the demon realm, making it like the real world with both darkness and light, mountains, rivers, changes of seasons, birds singing, flowers blooming, and so on, seems all related to this.

Moreover, Zhang Lingfeng had an intuition that after a cultivator nurtures a spiritual root, they use the spirit root power to construct a complete world within the demon realm. The more perfect this world, the stronger the strength.

Of course, this is just Zhang Lingfeng’s intuition.

Whether there’s any connection between the spiritual demon realm and the spiritual roots of realm travelers or the source of the strong in the divine realm, Zhang Lingfeng still does not know.

He only knows that the transformation of the Spiritual Domain into the Spiritual Demon Realm suddenly increased his combat power by over 3000 points.

With combat power exceeding 17700.0, Zhang Lingfeng doesn’t believe he couldn’t withstand a sword from Qin Qianyu.

"Everyone is waiting for you!"

The King of the North of the River was somewhat dissatisfied, as the finals were about to start and Zhang Lingfeng was still procrastinating.

"Sorry, the game was too engrossing, I forgot the time for a moment."

Zhang Lingfeng explained.

This reason left the trio of the King of the North of the River speechless. If it weren’t for Zhang Lingfeng’s outstanding achievements bringing pride and benefits to Jiangbei Province, the trio might have laid into him together.

A while later.

Zhang Lingfeng and the King’s party returned to the venue.

The final round was also held in the venue.

Liu Chuan, Lin Chunchi, and martial arts students from five other second-tier provinces, including Lin Shaobin, were all present in the venue, Zhang Lingfeng glanced around but didn’t yet see the universally acknowledged number one martial arts student in this year’s national exam, Qin Qianyu.

"You’re here."

Liu Chuan and Lin Chunchi, among others, greeted Zhang Lingfeng.

They were all fortunate to enter the final round and witness the grace of Qin Qianyu, even considering it an honor to lose at Qin Qianyu’s hands, all thanks to Zhang Lingfeng’s merit.

Each person treated Zhang Lingfeng with utmost respect and politeness.

Except for Lin Shaobin.

"Why hasn’t Qin Qianyu shown up yet?"

Zhang Lingfeng looked curious.

These days, Qin Qianyu had kept everyone in suspense.

Even he himself was filled with anticipation, eager to meet him.

"Here he comes!"

Lin Chunchi shouted.

Breathing rapidly, even his body stiffened, feeling as if his acupoints were struck, his heart was in his throat, with his mouth agape, watching from outside the venue, a young man carrying a sword with a girl by his side.

The two entered from either side of the venue outside.

Their appearance was the focus of all attention.

Even the examiners in the venue stood up to greet them.

Zhang Lingfeng saw Kuragahara, sitting amidst the spectators, smiling and nodding slightly to the boy and the girl, who hurriedly returned the gesture with bows.

As the leader of a first-tier province, Kuragahara’s strength was unquestioned, his status no less than Qin Cangqiong; Qin Qianyu and the girl beside him, despite their arrogance, did not dare disregard Kuragahara.

Both knew that Kuragahara’s presence in the venue today was mainly to observe them.

"Young master, young lady."

Pu Yuchao greeted them enthusiastically in person.

"Remember what father instructed, make it quick and don’t take lives."

The girl reminded.

"Understood."

Qin Qianyu nodded.

Carrying a wooden sword, Qin Qianyu approached Zhang Lingfeng and the other nine.

At this moment, even though Qin Qianyu emitted no aura, the nine felt an overwhelming sword qi pouring from Qin Qianyu’s spirit.

As if Qin Qianyu’s sword qi was stored in heaven and earth like a primordial beast, ready to shred everyone to pieces upon emerging.

Perpetually melancholic and disinterested in anyone, Lin Shaobin looked at Qin Qianyu with a grave expression, his sword trembling, seemingly beyond control, wanting to distance itself from Qin Qianyu.

This unusual behavior made Lin Shaobin’s face grim.

He knew Qin Qianyu was strong, with natural spirit roots who defeated Wen Duoduo in a single sword, the only one to advance directly to the final round and was recognized as this examination’s top candidate.

Just never imagined Qin Qianyu would be this absurdly strong.

Without moving a muscle, Qin Qianyu’s innate sword qi, sword momentum, and sword intent made him feel no courage for provocation.

"Greetings, Young Master Qin."

Liu Chuan and Lin Chunchi, along with five other second-tier martial artists, couldn’t help but bow to Qin Qianyu.

They didn’t feel disgraced; instead, they considered it an honor to stand before Qin Qianyu, each eagerly awaiting the young master’s guidance.

"Hello."

Qin Qianyu nodded to everyone. As a scion of the Qin family, though he kept to himself, he didn’t slight anyone present, his manners impeccable.

This left Liu Chuan, Lin Chunchi, and others feeling honored.

Unable to help himself, Liu Chuan asked, "In this final round, what’s your advice for us?"

"Follow the assessment rules."

Qin Qianyu replied.

"In the final matchup, the last person within the light screen is the winner, and the remaining are ranked by the time they stayed within the screen."

The examiner immediately clarified.

"Pardon us!"

Upon hearing this, a second-tier martial student bowed to Qin Qianyu and dashed toward him.

Everyone had already planned that if they were to be eliminated, it should be by Qin Qianyu.

That second-tier martial student, with a combat power around 7000.0 and at the pinnacle of the eighth-layer Dharma Aspect, charged with a blade toward Qin Qianyu, only to be blasted out five meters away by an airwave, ejected beyond the light screen.

Qin Qianyu stood motionless as if using his mind to manipulate the fluctuation of heaven and earth power for defense and attack.

Zhang Lingfeng immediately discerned it was Qin Qianyu’s domain power.

"Pardon us!"

Unable to hold back, Liu Chuan and Lin Chunchi charged toward Qin Qianyu, but without exception, none could penetrate Qin Qianyu’s domain and were thrown out on the spot, immediately eliminated.

Soon it was just Zhang Lingfeng, Lin Shaobin, and Qin Qianyu remaining.

"Roar!"

Lin Shaobin made his move.

"Give me one sword!"

He shouted, unleashing years of accumulated sword momentum and sword intent, enveloping Qin Qianyu.

"Sure!"

Qin Qianyu returned.

The wooden sword behind him unsheathed.

The world seemed to flip at that moment; Zhang Lingfeng saw Lin Shaobin’s sword momentum and intent shattered instantly, his body flung in his eyes.