A faint, almost imperceptible, yet heart-pounding killing intent filled the air.
Qin Feng stood silently in the center of the area, holding a solid black alloy staff.
This time, he didn’t nervously look around like he had in the past, trying to spot the invisible enemy with his naked eye.
He simply closed his eyes, immersing his entire consciousness into perceiving the space around him.
Life Force Index: 532.
This was more than just a cold number. It represented that Qin Feng’s five senses, his nerve response speed, and even his subtle perception of energy had all reached a terrifying new height, far surpassing his previous self.
In his perception, the entire space was no longer a simple interplay of light and shadow.
It was a delicate, balanced force field composed of countless Energy Particles.
The flow of the wind, the trajectory of dust motes, the ebb and flow of Spiritual Energy... everything was clearly reflected in the lake of his mind.
He was waiting.
Waiting for the point that would break the balance.
SHHH...
An extremely faint, almost negligible sound of something cutting through the air came from the shadows to Qin Feng’s left rear.
’It’s here!’
At the exact same instant the sound was made, a shadow deeper than darkness itself shot out from behind a pillar like a phantom. The dagger in its hand transformed into a silent streak of light, stabbing straight for Qin Feng’s back!
Fast! So incredibly fast!
The timing and the treacherous angle of this strike were both perfect.
If this were the old Qin Feng, with a Life Force Index of only 270, he might have had to scramble, relying on pure combat instinct to dodge and block.
But now...
Qin Feng didn’t even open his eyes.
The moment the dagger was about to touch his body, he moved.
He didn’t turn. He didn’t block.
The black staff in his hand thrust backward with ferocious speed, in a way that completely defied common sense and physics!
The ultimate move of the Wind and Thunder Long Staff—[Wind and Thunder Thrusting Force]!
BZZZZZ—!!!
This thrust didn’t produce a deafening thunderclap, nor did it stir up a violent gust of wind.
The tip of the staff seemed to transform into an invisible vortex, and the surrounding space suddenly froze!
A "force," condensed to its absolute limit and filled with explosive, piercing power, erupted from the tip of the staff like a bursting dam!
That power was not a simple physical impact.
It was more like a high-frequency vibration, a form of energy conduction that penetrated everything!
The Shadow Race Assassin that had just leaped from the shadows didn’t even have time to react.
The instant its body—formed of special energy and immune to most physical attacks—came into contact with the [Wind and Thunder Thrusting Force], it was like a pond with high explosives thrown into it.
BANG!
A muffled explosion rang out.
The deep black shadow, along with its poisoned dagger, abruptly exploded in mid-air, dissolving into a sky full of light motes before vanishing completely.
The entire process was clean, efficient, and ended in a single, fatal blow!
From the moment the enemy attacked to the moment Qin Feng killed it in a counterattack, the entire process took less than a tenth of a second!
Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes, his expression calm as he watched the dissipating motes of light.
He didn’t even turn his head to look.
Because the moment he made his move, he had already "seen" the outcome.
This was the crushing victory that absolute power brought.
Supported by a Life Force Index of 532.0, his perception could now easily capture the enemy’s Energy Fluctuations.
And the core principle of [Wind and Thunder Thrusting Force] was "penetrating force."
It was a natural counter to a unit like the Shadow Race, which was composed of energy and had relatively weak Defense Power.
[Battle Won. Contribution Points +1]
[Congratulations, you have successfully cleared the fourth floor of Canaan Tower!]
[First-Clear Reward Acquired: Contribution Points +50!]
A series of system notifications sounded in his ears.
A satisfied smile appeared on Qin Feng’s face.
Fifty-one Contribution Points. It wasn’t much, but it was a good start.
His gaze fell upon the stairs leading to the fifth floor, the fighting spirit in his eyes burning ever brighter.
...
In the time that followed, Qin Feng went on a frenzied tower-clearing rampage.
On the fifth floor, the Gatekeeper was three "Burrow Bulls," known for their ferocity and physical defense.
Qin Feng met them head-on with his long staff, unleashing the full power of [Wind and Thunder Thrusting Force]. With three strikes, all three bulls turned into motes of light.
[Battle Won. Contribution Points +3]
[Fifth Floor Cleared. Contribution Points +50]
...
On the seventh floor, the opponents were a massive swarm of "Gold-devouring Ants," thousands upon thousands of them, capable of gnawing through Energy Shields and the flesh of Martial Artists.
Qin Feng switched to his spear. He unleashed the Thousand Army Spear at the Control Realm, its afterimages overlapping to form an impenetrable steel barrier.
He protected himself with [Thousand Soldiers Guarding], then swept the area with [Thousand Soldiers’ Evasion], annihilating the entire ant swarm.
[Battle Won. Contribution Points +1]
[Seventh Floor Cleared. Contribution Points +50]
...
On the tenth floor, he encountered a "Bloodthirsty Greenskin" wielding a giant axe. Its Life Force Index was approaching 570, and its fighting style was wild and unrestrained, utterly ferocious.
Qin Feng put away his Long Spear and fought it with his bare hands, using the [Fierce Bird Fist Technique] to trade blows.
His figure flickered like a hunting Fierce Owl, evading its sharpest attacks while striking its vitals. He ended it with his fused ultimate move, [Fierce Owl Chasing Shadow], his fist piercing through the Green-skinned Orc’s heart.
[Battle Won. Contribution Points +1]
[Tenth Floor Cleared. Contribution Points +50]
...
Qin Feng’s figure advanced through the Canaan Tower like a hot knife through bamboo, unstoppable.
Sometimes he wielded his long staff, stirring up wind and thunder; sometimes he held his long spear, moving like a dragon or a serpent rising from the earth; and sometimes his fists flew like the wind, like a fierce bird battling in the sky.