The Long Spear in his hand became a black, raging dragon, set to sweep across an army!
"Thousand Soldiers’ Evasion!"
BOOM—!
A violent, unparalleled force, like a flash flood, slammed viciously into the Green-skinned kid’s midsection.
The burly figure didn’t even manage to let out a proper cry of pain. Like a bowling pin that had been struck, it was instantly sent flying. Its massive body exploded in mid-air, disintegrating into a shower of light particles.
Effortless and fluid.
One hit, instant kill!
[You have cleared the first battle of the Canaan Tower’s first floor.]
[Contribution Points reward received: 1 point.]
[Proceed to the second battle?]
"Yes."
Qin Feng’s reply was unhesitating.
...
For the reborn Qin Feng, the challenges that followed became a thrilling, one-sided slaughter.
Second battle: A [Green-skinned Technician]. He pierced its skull with a single thrust of his spear.
Third battle: A [War Lord]. Within three spear strikes, he severed its tendons and then slaughtered it with ease.
Fourth battle: A [Weirdboy]. Its prized, bizarre mental assault was nothing more than a gentle breeze against his "Nail of Favor." Once Qin Feng got close, he obliterated it with a single punch.
...
He advanced unopposed, sweeping through everything in his path.
The various tier-four Green-skinned units, which had once seemed untouchable in his eyes, were now as fragile as paper in the face of his Control Realm spear techniques and absolute power, backed by a life force index of 50.
Until he reached the eleventh battle.
The pressure began to mount.
The opponent in the eleventh battle was a [Tank Killer Kid].
It no longer wielded a melee weapon. Instead, it held a massive rocket launcher, an embodiment of violent aesthetics.
The high-explosive rockets it fired were incredibly powerful. Each one was enough to make Qin Feng’s vital energy shield tremble violently.
Qin Feng had to expend some effort. Relying on his superior speed, he managed to close the distance after several hair-raising dodges and slay it.
From this battle onward, none of the subsequent fights were easy.
Fifteenth battle: A [Raging Wild Boar Knight]. Its terrifying charge forced even him to momentarily evade its spearhead.
Eighteenth battle: A [Green Skin Assault Team]. It was a combat squad of three Green-skinned kids whose seamless teamwork put him under serious pressure for the first time.
He had to challenge them three times before he finally, and with great difficulty, annihilated them, sustaining minor injuries in the process.
And when he finally fought his way to the twenty-second battle...
Qin Feng finally met a wall he could not overcome.
The opponent in the twenty-second battle was a true, battle-hardened [Green-skinned Warlord]!
It was completely different from the previous Green-skins, which had fought on instinct alone!
It stood over four meters tall, its muscles like cast iron, brimming with explosive power.
But the most terrifying thing about it wasn’t its size, but its eyes!
They were eyes filled with cunning, cruelty, and profound Combat Wisdom!
The moment it saw Qin Feng, it didn’t launch into a reckless charge like the other Green-skins.
Instead, it crouched slightly, holding the massive, blood-stained Power Claw in front of itself, assuming a perfect stance that was both offensive and defensive.
Qin Feng could clearly feel it. This Warlord was exuding a condensed and violent "Presence" unique to a killing art!
Though crude and filled with a wild flavor, it was undoubtedly an extremely powerful killing art that had reached the Perfection Realm!
’Green-skins know killing arts, too!’
Qin Feng took a deep breath and attacked first.
However, the ensuing battle made him once again understand the meaning of "despair."
This Warlord’s life force index was definitely over 60! By how much, he couldn’t be sure.
Its strength was a whole level above his own!
Even more frightening was its extremely high Combat Wisdom!
No matter how exquisite or unpredictable Qin Feng’s spear techniques were, it could easily neutralize them with its massive Power Claw in a way that seemed clumsy but was actually incredibly precise.
On offense, he couldn’t break its defense.
On defense, he couldn’t withstand its terrifying counterattacks—overwhelmingly powerful and imbued with a killing art at the Perfection Realm!
After a bitter fight lasting over ten minutes, Qin Feng was ultimately overpowered. The Warlord exploited an opening and crushed his head with its Power Claw.
[Challenge failed.]
When Qin Feng’s consciousness returned to reality, his face was etched with gravity.
He glanced at his personal terminal.
[Contribution Points balance: 31 points.]
initial points + 21 points for clearing 21 floors.
"I failed, but the rewards weren’t too bad."
"Still, this Canaan Tower really is a Trial Ground for true monsters. The difficulty is just too high."
Qin Feng sighed with heartfelt emotion.
He checked the time and realized that just getting through those twenty-two floors had taken him nearly a full day.
Qin Feng had Hammer filter the mission list for him.
It turned out there were no suitable, high-reward missions that could be completed in a short amount of time.
So, he decided not to go out at all.
Qin Feng was going to use the remainder of his seven days for one thing.
—Review.
He sat in his Martial Arts Room, watching the recordings of his twenty-two battles over and over again.
He paid special attention to the later battles, the ones he had struggled more and more to win.
’The Green-skinned Orcs... this race is definitely not a stupid one.’
Watching the recordings, he saw the various imaginative weapons of war displayed by the Green-skinned units, and the Perfection Realm killing art—full of a wild beauty—unleashed by the Warlord. A sense of caution filled his heart.
’Their knowledge, whether it’s of killing arts or Spiritual Creations, is passed down directly through genetic information. This means that any unit that can distinguish itself in the brutal Green-skinned society and grow to the ’boss’ level must possess Combat Wisdom that absolutely cannot be underestimated.’
’In the future, if I encounter Green-skins on a real battlefield, I must not underestimate them in the slightest.’
He quietly watched his battle recordings and soon discovered more and more problems.
’My offensive methods are still too one-dimensional. I have my Control Realm spear techniques, but against an opponent like that Warlord, whose pure strength and defense are far superior to mine, they still feel somewhat lacking.’
’Also, my defense...’
His gaze locked onto his "Thousand Soldiers Guarding" technique.
’Thousand Soldiers Guarding is exquisite, but it excels at deflecting and parrying force. Against that kind of absolute, brute-force crushing power, it’s starting to be insufficient.’
’The next killing art I learn must be a true defensive art, one known for its pure Defense Power, one that can tank damage head-on!’