Then, he threw a punch—[Golden Court].
BOOM!
An incredibly deep, muffled boom rang out.
Time seemed to stop.
A torrent of immense power surged out, instantly vaporizing the war machine!
An instant kill!
A complete annihilation through sheer power!
As the wreckage of the Sentinel-7 dissipated into the air, the cold system prompt sounded once more.
[Victory! Obtained 1 Contribution Point.]
[Congratulations, you have successfully cleared the 61st floor of the Canaan Tower! First-clearance reward: 50 Contribution Points!]
...
From that moment on, a mad farming spree, one belonging to Qin Feng and Qin Feng alone, had officially begun!
Floor 63.
His opponents were three massive Nagor Slime Walkers. They were like mountains of flesh, their entire bodies oozing green slime.
They exuded a nauseating stench of plague and rot, and with every squirm, they left pools of highly toxic pus on the ground.
Another instant kill.
Floor 68.
His opponents: a one-hundred-man Imperial Rebel Squad. They wielded Energy Rifles, perfectly coordinated and adept at laying down covering crossfire.
The instant the battle began, an overwhelming barrage of Energy Beams, a downpour of death, completely submerged Qin Feng’s position!
However, when the light faded, Qin Feng was gone.
When he reappeared the next second, he was already in the midst of the hundred-man rebel formation, a tiger pouncing on a flock of sheep.
Punches, kicks, elbows, knees...
Not a single wasted motion. With each attack, a rebel was sent flying like a broken ragdoll!
A mere second later, the entire platform was a scene of utter carnage.
[...Floor 68 cleared. Received 50 Contribution Points.]
Floor 75.
His opponent: an elusive Shadow Race Assassin, capable of melting into the shadows and moving with extreme speed.
However, faced with the terrifying reflexes and perception granted by Qin Feng’s 3,600-point life force, the assassin’s vaunted speed and shadow abilities were a joke.
No matter how it flickered and dodged, Qin Feng’s gaze always locked onto its position a step ahead of time.
Finally, just as the Shadow Race Assassin was about to launch its fatal strike, Qin Feng’s hand shot out, executing a [Fierce Owl Chasing Shadow] that clamped down on its throat with perfect precision.
CRACK.
With that sharp crack, the battle was over.
[...Floor 75 cleared. Received 50 Contribution Points.]
...
Floor 80... Floor 85... Floor 90!
Qin Feng’s progress was unstoppable, like a sharpened blade cutting through bamboo!
He was like a merciless bulldozer, crushing to smithereens the phantoms of the Cosmic Ten Thousand Races—opponents that an ordinary Level 4 Martial Artist would find impossibly powerful, even nightmarish.
Throughout this process, his Contribution Points skyrocketed!
However, just as he stepped onto the battle platform of Floor 91, full of confidence...
...his seemingly effortless climb finally met its first true challenge.
On the opposite side of the platform, a behemoth slowly climbed to its feet. It stood over six meters tall, with deep green skin stretched over knotted muscles. It wore a suit of crude power armor cobbled together from various scraps, bursting with a "WAAAGH!"-style aesthetic.
In its hand, it brandished a massive War Axe, larger than Qin Feng himself and covered in rust and notches!
A Green Skin, an Armored War Lord!
But what truly made Qin Feng’s expression turn grave were the opponent’s stats, provided by the system.
[Life Force Index: 3600.0]
[Slaughter Realm: Control]
A true powerhouse, with a life force on the exact same level as his own!
"WAAAGH!!!"
The instant the battle began, the Green Skin Lord let out a deafening roar, hefted its massive axe, and charged wildly at Qin Feng!
This time, Qin Feng did not take his opponent lightly.
With a flick of his wrist, the Alloy Long Spear appeared in his hand!
CLANG!!!
Spear and axe collided with brutal force!
A terrifying, immense force shot up the spear’s shaft!
For the first time during his tower climb, Qin Feng was staggered, forced back again and again by the impact!
The battle fell into an unprecedented deadlock.
Over and over, again and again.
First attempt: Qin Feng, unfamiliar with his opponent’s utterly unconventional and frenzied fighting style, clashed for over a hundred rounds before his opponent traded an injury for a decisive blow, sending him flying with its axe. Failure.
Second attempt: He tried to use his Body Technique to maneuver around it, but discovered that its seemingly clumsy body possessed an explosive power and speed that completely belied its size. Another failure.
The third time, the fourth... the tenth...
Qin Feng challenged it over a dozen times!
After each failure, he would immediately review the fight, analyzing his opponent’s attack patterns and searching for an opening.
Finally, on his seventeenth attempt, he seized a fleeting opening the Green Skin Lord exposed in a fit of rage. He unleashed [Golden Court], the ultimate killing blow of his fist technique and the culmination of all his learning, smashing it brutally into the creature’s jaw!
BOOM!
The massive head shot into the air.
The battle was over.
[Victory! Obtained 1 Contribution Point.]
[Congratulations, you have successfully cleared the 91st floor of the Canaan Tower! First-clearance reward: 100 Contribution Points!]
Standing on the empty platform, Qin Feng leaned on his Long Spear, gasping for breath.
There wasn’t a trace of joy in his eyes, only a look of unprecedented gravity.
He finally understood, on a visceral level, the true meaning behind Master Yu Han’s words.
From this floor onward, every opponent would be just like him—a terrifying existence standing at the theoretical limit for a Level 4 Martial Artist, with a life force index of 3,600!
Furthermore, their Slaughter Techniques had also, without exception, reached the Control Realm!
’No being that lives long enough to reach a high level is a pushover...’
’Humanity has prodigies who fight their way out of billions... In the same way, the Cosmic Ten Thousand Races also have their own terrifying monsters, forged in blood and fire...’
Qin Feng muttered to himself.
He knew that every floor from now on would be a true ordeal.
...
And, just as he expected, it was.
On Floor 92, he faced an Interstellar Insect Race·Blade Insect, which also had a life force index of 3,600.
It took him over thirty attempts to find a way to defeat its incessant, storm-like barrage of attacks.
On Floor 95, he faced an Abyss Demon that was even larger and had even more terrifying Defense Power. It took him over fifty fights to finally grind it down to death.
Each floor required dozens, sometimes even hundreds, of attempts.
Every attempt was an extreme trial, a grinding process that honed his technique, his Will, and his temperament to their very limits.
Time flew by during this tower-climbing session.
「A year and a half.」
For a full year and a half, Qin Feng remained immersed in the Canaan Tower.
—Floor 100.—
His opponent was a three-meter-tall Stone Man, its body composed of the hardest, obsidian-like rock. It bore a slight resemblance to Shi Potian.
It held no weapon.
Its fists were the most terrifying weapons of all.
This was the hardest and longest battle Qin Feng had ever fought.
He challenged it over five hundred times!
Qin Feng pushed every slaughter technique he knew to its absolute limit.
He pushed his Combat Wisdom to its breaking point.
He reviewed and simulated the fight again and again, searing every one of his opponent’s movements and attack patterns into the very depths of his soul.
Finally, during yet another attempt, he seized an opening—one he had only discovered after more than five hundred failures and reviews.
Gripping his Long Spear, he unleashed a [Golden Court] and utterly annihilated it!
As the powerful Stone Man collapsed, exploding into a cloud of shattered rock...
...Qin Feng gasped for air, his breath coming in ragged pants.
The system prompt arrived, fashionably late.
[Congratulations, you have successfully cleared the 100th floor of the Canaan Tower! First-clearance reward: 100 Contribution Points!]
Qin Feng looked up and pulled up his personal account.
After a year and a half of sleepless, frenzied grinding, his Contribution Point balance had reached a new high.
[Contribution Points: 6,229]
Subtracting his original 4,109 points, he had earned a total of two thousand one hundred and twenty Contribution Points from this tower run!