The Mecha Driver Is a Cultivator

Chapter 248: Chapter 136: Martial Abyss Heavenly Arena

The outstanding ones among them have already met the value requirement and have begun to refine their Divine Intent, but it’s not an overnight achievement.

With comparison, the gap becomes apparent. Without any aid, refining Divine Intent is not a short-term affair; it requires gradual shaping by the Martial Arts Family themselves.

This provided Qin Jin a more direct understanding of the importance of the Divine Martial Furnace.

It can be said that the Divine Martial Furnace gives tremendous help to low-realm martial artists, saving time and allowing them the chance to reach higher possible limits.

In these days of cultivation, Qin Jin has also been enhancing his control over himself, becoming more familiar with the increased strength after his transformation.

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Martial Abyss, Martial Arts Series.

It was early morning, yet the academy was already bustling.

In mid-air above the academy, numerous standardized platforms rose up, at a glance, there were over a hundred, creating a grand spectacle, suspended in the air.

Below.

The new life students of this Martial Abyss class gathered, divided into arrays by student levels, and gathered at different locations in the academy.

Star Dome Limit-Breaking Cup.

Academy selection, officially begins!

This time, the student selection process adopted the simplest and most direct method.

Arena battles.

Starting with the lowest-level F-Level students, conducting elimination battles on the platforms; after eliminating to a certain quota, higher-level E-Level students would join and participate in the elimination, and so on.

Until the A-Level students join, and 37 people are selected through elimination, completing the initial selection.

The 37 selected, together with the 37 S-Class students, engage in elimination battles on the platform, and the final ten selected will have the opportunity to represent Wuyuan Academy in the Star Dome Limit-Breaking Cup for one academic year.

Meanwhile.

This selection and elimination are also an important basis for measuring student level changes.

The gathering place of the S-Class students was located in a large lounge inside a building in the middle of the academy.

When Qin Jin arrived here and verified his identity, many gazes immediately focused on him.

One by one, the S-Class students’ gazes were quite solemn.

In Martial Abyss, sparring is the norm, and S-Class students often sparred with each other, but in this class, there was a unique existence who hadn’t participated since the start of the academic year.

Qin Jin.

As a unique existence who broke into Innate before the academic year started, he had undergone transformation and was far ahead.

Sparring with someone in a similar strength realm is one thing, but fighting against a celestial pride character one realm higher is seeking abuse.

Besides, Qin Jin himself wouldn’t agree to such meaningless fights.

Because of this, and since Qin Jin often went to the Great Wilderness, other than attending classes, he seemed to be reclusive; except for a few familiar students, he appeared as a mysterious existence in the eyes of others.

This time, during the Star Dome Limit-Breaking Cup, when facing off, he is undoubtedly one of the most highly regarded opponents.

After entering the lounge, Qin Jin’s gaze swept across.

At a glance, most of the S-Class students had already arrived, and on the giant screen at the front of the lounge, the scenes of the platforms were already included.

“Qin Jin, over here.”

At this moment, a familiar voice called out.

Qin Jin followed the voice and quickly approached.

The lounge environment was excellent, a few familiar faces leaned on the sofa, with various snacks and fruits placed on the table in front of them.

“You finally showed up!”

Xie Wuya, as lively as ever, said, “Qin Jin, I haven’t seen you in action for quite a while, and now I finally have the chance.”

Upon hearing this, Qin Jin also sat on the sofa, looking at the battles on the screen, “What’s the current status?”

“The F-Level matches are still ongoing.”

Xie Wuya responded, “But the pace is fast; in the Pre-Martial Arts Realm, the battles between two martial artists rarely drag on, and a winner is usually determined quickly. At this rate, we’ll probably have our turn by this evening.”

Beside him.

The gazes of Han Miao and others also came over.

“Qin Jin.”

Xie Wuya lowered his voice slightly, “I’ve heard some news these days; several of our class’s S-Class students have successfully progressed further, breaking through to Innate.”

“Now, you’re no longer the only standout.”

“But, you know.”

“Since they’ve all entered Innate, they’ll surely view you, the top of the same class, as a target; this selection may not be so peaceful for you.”

“No worries.”

Qin Jin’s tone was steady as he picked up fruit to taste, gazing at Xie Wuya, “What about you?”

“With so many people having advanced to Innate, how’s your progress?”

“Just a little more to go.”

Xie Wuya gestured with his hand, “Just that much left.”

“That’s a pity.”

While the two were conversing, Chi Wenwu’s voice came from next to them.

He looked at the battle scenes on the screen and shook his head slightly, “Didn’t expect the selections for the second and third academic years not to take place in the academy; I thought we’d get to see the experts clash.”

“Getting a spot is good enough.”

Xie Wuya said nonchalantly, “According to the rules of the Limit-Breaking Cup, there’s a chance to battle with senior students. Watching isn’t as thrilling as participating firsthand.”

At that moment.

The door to the lounge opened, and two figures walked in side by side.

An Shi, Ye Ping’an.

Upon entering, Ye Ping’an’s gaze swept over, eventually landing directly on Qin Jin as he stepped forward.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, he stopped at about three to four meters away, gaze fixed on Qin Jin, voice slightly hoarse.

“Qin Jin, I have entered Innate.”

His eyes showed undisguised fighting intent, gaze fervent, “In the Limit-Breaking Cup selection, you can no longer refuse the battle.”

Qin Jin’s expression showed no ripples; he merely said softly, “Mm.”