Chapter 11: The Apprentice-Level Duel-Quarta Calamidade: Em um Mundo de Artes Marciais Supremas, Jogos o Tornam um Deus(Gato Velho do Destino Celestial)

Under the dim streetlights.

As Qin Mu and Hou Fei reached an agreement, over a thousand vagrants from both the Human and Crystal clans retreated to the sides of the street, clearing a space of over a hundred meters for the two formidable fighters, Heavy Spear Qin Mu and Crystal Bear Hou Fei, allowing ample room for their battle.

“Those two NPCs seem about to start fighting,” Twilight of the Gods said excitedly, his eyes shining as he watched the two towering figures of Qin Mu and Hou Fei. “I wonder how well the game’s combat system is designed.”

“If it feels like real martial arts with genuine impact, this game could truly be the masterpiece of the year.”

“The virtual realism is so high, it should have a top-notch physics engine and feedback system like those legendary martial arts games,” Fang Zhen added eagerly. “Even if Gaowu Arrival isn’t perfect compared to other action masterpieces, I think it’s fine. After all, the graphics and texture are already unbeatable.”

“I don’t think Gaowu Arrival will fall short in that regard,” Wuzhao paused her digging to gaze at the street illuminated by the streetlights, a rare note of praise in her voice. “With my years of pilgrimage experience and the tactile feedback and body control from digging, it already surpasses Pilgrimage. I wonder how far Gaowu Arrival can push it.”

The three of them exchanged comments, evaluating the upcoming fight with a purely analytical, game-reviewer perspective. Lin Qi, standing nearby listening, cast them a disdainful glance.

Combat feedback?

Impact sensation?

Body control?

They had no idea what the fight between these two really represented.

“Sometimes ignorance truly is bliss,” Lin Qi thought, sighing softly as he refocused all his attention on Qin Mu and Hou Fei.

This battle would determine his future development—whether he would stay or leave this area. As someone not even a qualified apprentice, he could only watch silently, powerless to change anything.

Both Qin Mu and Hou Fei were clearly the top figures among the vagrants.

By Lin Qi’s estimation, their strength had reached the peak of the apprentice warrior level, just a breath away from becoming quasi-warriors. Otherwise, with so many people on both sides, they wouldn’t have allowed just these two to decide the territory’s ownership.

In the world of Gaowu, one must reach a strength of 100 kilograms and a speed of 10 meters per second to even enter the threshold of a qualified apprentice.

To progress from a qualified apprentice to a true warrior apprentice, strength must reach 200 kilograms and speed 12 meters per second.

This is the mark of a warrior apprentice, a respectable status in the City of Chasing Light, allowing one to apply to various high school martial programs.

To advance from warrior apprentice to quasi-warrior, strength must hit 900 kilograms and speed 26 meters per second. Most warrior apprentices get stuck here, with stats ranging between 800 and 899 kilograms in strength, and speeds from 24 to 25.9 meters per second—the peak apprentice level.

Qin Mu and Hou Fei were clearly at this stage.

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With strength over 800 kilograms and speed exceeding 24 meters per second, calling them humanoid giants was no exaggeration. Their fight was beyond ordinary imagination.

Under the streetlight, at the center of the street.

Qin Mu and Hou Fei were both clad in alloy armor, standing thirty meters apart.

The alloy armor was unmistakable to Lin Qi, who had visited the Cangjing Weapon Shop several times: apprentice-grade armor made from A5-grade alloy, weighing over 60 kilograms, priced above thirty thousand bits.

Their weapons were no less extraordinary, obviously crafted from alloys above A5 grade, each weighing over a hundred kilograms.

“Wild Crystal Bear Hou Fei, I’ve long wanted to face a master like you. It’s a pity we never crossed paths in the wild, but today, let me learn your blade technique!” Qin Mu, wielding a silver spear over three meters long, swung it casually, sending stones and sand flying as he steadily approached the towering Hou Fei.

“Come then! Let me see if your Lingyun Seven Spear is as legendary as the White Feather Guild claims!” Hou Fei smiled and drew his massive mountain-cleaving blade from his back. The blade was also over three meters long, matching Qin Mu’s spear in reach.

At his words, the three-meter-tall Hou Fei let out a furious roar, gripping his blade with both hands as his muscles bulged. With a powerful step forward—

Boom!

The sonic boom echoed down the entire street. The ground beneath Hou Fei’s feet shattered with each step, cracking the hard concrete. In less than four strides, he was before Heavy Spear Qin Mu, charging like a giant bear to crush him.

“Well met!” Qin Mu didn’t flinch. Planting his foot firmly, he swung his long spear down with a force that shattered the air, clearly intending to meet Hou Fei head-on.

Hou Fei twisted his body, channeling all his strength into a horizontal swing of his blade.

One a downward chop, the other a horizontal slash, neither yielding an inch.

Crash!

The clang of metal rang through the street. The terrifying collision of force pushed both fighters back several steps; with each retreat, the ground cracked further and the streetlights swayed as if an earthquake had struck.

“Your body has incredible strength,” Hou Fei said with surprise, a trace of puzzlement in his eyes.

The Crystal clan was naturally stronger than the Human clan. Hou Fei himself had pure strength exceeding 900 kilograms, but lacking speed, he had not yet become a quasi-warrior.

For Qin Mu, a human, to match him in strength without falling behind meant his power was equally formidable.

“You’re no slouch either—not only strong but fast. Your speed must be just shy of quasi-warrior level,” Qin Mu replied, his gaze serious.

If 26 meters per second was the speed threshold for quasi-warriors, Hou Fei must be hitting around 25.8 or 25.9—truly peak apprentice level.

“Looks like I can’t hold back against you,” Hou Fei said, raising his great blade high. “Since our stats are so close, let’s settle this by force and endurance!”

With that, Hou Fei’s blade descended in a fierce series of slashes, each accompanied by roaring winds.

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One slash, two slashes, three slashes—like a wild storm sweeping toward Qin Mu, the blade’s movements too fast to track. This was Hou Fei’s famed wild technique, the Wind-Cleaving Blade. Each strike grew stronger than the last but took a heavy toll on his own body.

Once unleashed, the Wind-Cleaving Blade was do or die.

“If you want to fight, then so be it!” Qin Mu said, facing the whirlwind of blade shadows. Wherever Hou Fei struck, it was as if a gale had swept through. With a sudden thrust, Qin Mu’s spear shot forward like a venomous snake’s tongue.

Seven thrusts in one!

Each strike exploding upon impact—this was the Lingyun Seven Spear.

For a moment, spear shadows and blade flashes clashed endlessly along the street. Each collision sounded like cannon fire, sending tremors through the air that could be felt clearly even a hundred meters away.

Boom!

Neither combatant held anything back, each attack delivered with full force. After dozens of exchanges, the shockwaves from their weapons left their bodies aching.

As for the street beneath them, within a hundred-meter radius, the concrete was utterly destroyed—no intact slabs remained.

Watching from a distance, Fang Zhen, Twilight of the Gods, and Wuzhao stood agape, utterly stunned.

“Monsters fighting?”

“Going berserk! They’re completely berserk! The destructive power here is nothing short of a battalion’s artillery barrage!”

“Is this the game company showing us a blockbuster movie instead?”

Through Fang Zhen’s perspective, everyone watching the livestream was left speechless by the spectacle.

Simply put, beyond an expletive, there was no other word to describe it.