National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 3074 Advancement

Handprints have a magical power.

As the hand seals flowed, Fang Heng could clearly sense that the mobilization of his spiritual power was slightly smoother than before.

Mu Shunan was somewhat alarmed.

Good guy.

This kid has such a strong learning ability?

Not only were the movements flawless, but even the rhythm of the hand gestures was perfectly replicated.

It often takes ordinary scholars ten days to half a month to fully learn the inscription, and some people still have many incorrect details that they have not corrected even after entering the master level of mystical inscription.

This kid can do this much after watching it only once.

Could it be a racial talent?

At the same time, after completing a round of mark release, corresponding game prompts appeared on Fang Heng's retina.

[Hint: The player has currently triggered a questline - Mysticism Advanced (Grandmaster)].

Task Name: Advanced Mysticism (Grandmaster Level)

Task Description: You are training in Grandmaster-level mysticism under the tutelage of a scholar. Due to some reasons, your foundation is not yet solid, so you need to fill in the gaps in your foundation and start learning from scratch.

Task requirement: Complete meridian unblocking (current: 0.03%).

Task Reward: Next stage of the task.

Fang Heng sensed the changes in his mental energy and then glanced at the game prompts.

Basics...

Like spatial science, since it is an ability that is directly improved by playing games and learning new skills, the foundation is not solid, and often only two or three out of ten of the effects are utilized.

Whatever.

I used to skip classes because of games, but now I can slowly make up for it.

"Very good, your talent is the best I've ever seen."

Seeing that Fang Heng had finished his hand seal practice, Mu Shunan nodded in satisfaction and praised him generously. She continued, "The academic teaching of mysticism is different from other academic disciplines. It focuses more on the modification of the body itself. Some ointments applied to the body can help accelerate the practice. After you finish, I will have my assistant prepare the ointments and send them to you. You can use them when you practice hand seals back home."

Compared to her previous spatial studies mentor, Mu Shunan was clearly more enthusiastic.

Fang Heng clasped his hands in thanks and said, "Thank you."

"No need to be polite. We are all warriors of the Norl clan. We might even be on the same team in the future. Let's exchange ideas more often when we have the chance."

Even after the course ended and Fang Heng left, the suspicion in Mu Shunan's eyes had not completely dissipated.

He has exceptional talent and potential, but his occult abilities don't seem to be that high...

"What a strange fellow..."

Just as Mu Shunan was about to leave, the door opened and a tall, dark-skinned man walked in. "Mu Shunan, you're doomed!"

"You're the one who's doomed."

Mu Shunan gave him an annoyed look and asked, "Why are you so jumpy? What's wrong?"

"The mining rights for the V-028 star system! Have you heard? Spatial fluctuations have been discovered in the star system, possibly indicating rare spatial minerals. The star system will be allocated mining rights in batches next week, and the Noel race also wants a share."

Brooks' eyes gleamed with intense fighting spirit, and his massive fists pounded loudly in front of him. "This time, we can finally have a proper fight."

The V-028 galaxy is a newly discovered large uninhabited galaxy. Even during the exploration phase, various mineral resources have been found. With the addition of extremely rare space-based minerals, it's probably more than a family could handle.

It is estimated that it will eventually be divided among several forces.

Mu Shunan wondered if the recent recruitment and poaching by various dominant races was related to the struggle for the V-028 star system.

"Let's go to the preparation room and check out the situation."

……

In another part of the Norl family building, Fang Heng also returned to the lobby under Anxi's guidance.

Fang Heng asked, "I remember that martial artists have to compete, right?"

Anxi's heart skipped a beat.

It's been almost half a month, and only now do I think to ask about the competition?

Generally speaking, newly joined martial artists fall into two categories.

The first type will try every means to frantically improve their strength, attempt to obtain intelligence and information related to the competition, and fight to the death to get through the first month.

The second option is to give up.

He stayed for a month, and then he was kicked out by the Norl clan.

Although it wasn't very appealing, at least I enjoyed various benefits for a month. After a year or two, I can try joining the Norl clan again and stay for another month.

After all, only by being expelled three times for failing to meet the standards will one permanently lose the qualification to join the Norl clan of warriors.

Anxi had never heard of Fang Heng's duel in the main hall before, and she thought that Fang Heng was just there to hang around.

"Yes, the Nota clan has relatively lenient requirements for newly joined warriors. They only need to complete and win three matches each month."

"What's the process? Is it just a matter of me registering with you?"

"Each preparation area has information on the upcoming matches. Whenever you are free, I can accompany you to explain them."

"Just now."

“Okay, Mr. Fang Heng, please come with me.”

Soon, the elevator arrived at the seventeenth floor of the building.

In the No. 3 preparation area, more than twenty martial artists gathered in a room.

The martial artists in the room all seemed to be in a bad mood, their faces grim and silent.

Everyone's gaze lingered on Fang Heng as he pushed open the door for a moment before quickly shifting away.

Fang Heng glanced at the martial artists in the room.

Many of them were those who had passed the trials in the same batch as him, and he had met them once before.

"Mr. Fang Heng, please look at this panel. It shows the arena matches for the next two weeks. There are some simple explanations about the matches. The battles will generally be in KOF mode, and each side will send a team of 10 people to participate."

Looking at the thirty-odd matches displayed on the big screen, Fang Heng asked in confusion, "What do the numbers after the match numbers represent?"

"It represents the level of the match and the importance that the Norl clan considers to be the match. There are limits on the number of high-level martial artists allowed to participate in each match. For example, in a Level 1 match, high-level martial artists are not allowed to participate."

Anxi continued to explain, "The ranking of martial artists is determined jointly by the Seven Realms Martial Arts Competition Association. Since you have never been ranked, your ranking is low-level martial artist."

"After each battle, the Seven Realms Martial Capital will give you a score based on your performance. As your personal score increases, your martial artist level will also increase. In addition, the Seven Realms Martial Capital arena also limits the number of times a martial artist can participate. Each month, a high-level martial artist can only participate in a maximum of three battles."

"You are currently a beginner-level martial artist, so there are no restrictions, and you can appear without limit."

Fang Heng nodded slightly.

The Martial Arts Arena is a game with rules jointly established by the seven most powerful, dominant races in the Seven Realms Martial Capital.

This rule is extremely advantageous to the seven dominant races in the universe.

After all, ordinary small races simply don't have the financial or material resources to recruit so many warriors. (End of Chapter)