CHAPTER 56: 56. ANOTHER ME IN THE BATTLE REALM [PLEASE COLLECT, RECOMMENDATION TICKETS]

"The cultivation benefits of this Fierce Beast Trial Ground aren’t bad, but it’s not as intuitive as the Gravity Field and dormitory area. If you look long-term, cultivating a Martial Art here will definitely be much more effective than the Laser Array. Over time, it would be quite terrifying."

Finally surprised, Wen Ping didn’t continue to stay in the Trial Ground. Instead, he went to another place, where he had been eagerly anticipating for almost two days: the main event, namely the Battle Realm born after the upgrade of the Trial Ground.

As the system said, the vibration frequency of the veins in the Battle Realm is entirely different from this world, and the world within is also vastly different.

Cultivating within will give birth to another "me."

An infinitely self-aware "me," with the same Realm as me.

Whatever your weaknesses are, whether you habitually use your left or right hand first in a fight, even the tiniest psychological scars, he knows them all. Know thyself, know thy enemy, and you will always be victorious; it’s nothing less than this.

Logically, if such a person exists in this world, they would be unbeatable. No matter how strong you are, it would be the same.

After bypassing the Fierce Beast Trial Ground, Wen Ping arrived at the entrance of the Battle Realm. It was located at a broken cliff on Churao Mountain, a few dozen meters away from the Fierce Beast Trial Ground. Previously, it was just a flat stone slab, entangled by vines year-round, and a tall hill stood before the stone wall.

Now, after transformation and upgrade, the chaotic vines had disappeared, along with the surrounding weeds. At the very center of the stone wall, there were waves of alternating white and yellow extending down continuously from the top, approximately three meters long, resembling ripples on the water’s surface.

"Walk inside; that’s where the Battle Realm is."

Wen Ping hesitated no longer and listened to the system. He immediately stepped inside, with his front foot merging into the stone wall without any hindrance. Wen Ping stepped directly inside and, upon opening his eyes, the scenery before him left him in awe. Within the stone wall was another world.

A world with wind, grass, blue skies, and white clouds.

Vast grasslands stretched out endlessly, where cattle and sheep gathered. As the wind gently blew, it tossled his hair and garments. Taking a deep breath, he instantly felt invigorated, and his mood improved considerably.

"Is this the Battle Realm?"

"Yes, this Battle Realm has no boundaries; everything cycles. When you disappear from one horizon, you’ll reappear from the one behind you, so you don’t have to worry about regional limitations. Would the host like to try a duel with this other ’me’ now?"

"Of course."

Since I’m here, there’s no reason not to have a fight with myself, right?

As soon as he spoke, the space ten meters away from Wen Ping suddenly stirred, and someone appeared out of thin air.

He was wearing a Cyan Mountain and Stream Shirt, with hair not too long and an extremely handsome appearance that made Wen Ping want to say, "The brother on the other side is truly handsome!"

Of course, this was spoken sincerely.

Not a trace of falsehood in it, and the assessment was quite objective, even more rigorous than the Hundred Sects Alliance’s review of Sect Star Levels.

What’s most incredible is that the other "me" had two spots of mud that hadn’t been cleaned off on his shoes, which he got on them while having breakfast and washing his hands this morning.

Before Wen Ping could speak, the other person calmly said, "Come on, I don’t have much time."

"Sounds like you’re very busy,"

Wen Ping immediately assumed a stance, prepared to make an opening move. Having never practiced any Martial Arts, he could only rely on fists and kicks to contest speed and strength.

Swoosh!

Wen Ping instantly vanished from his place, charging straight at the other "self." It took only two breaths to cover ten meters, yet the other "self" didn’t move, just watched as Wen Ping’s right leg swept over.

It was as if he was waiting to be kicked by Wen Ping, but his calm expression suggested something else.

The next moment, with Wen Ping’s leg still in mid-air, he saw the other "self" suddenly crouch, with his right foot sweeping over the left foot that was supporting him on the ground. Everything happened in a blink.

The speed of both was the same. When Wen Ping’s foot swept over his left arm, the other "self" simultaneously toppled him over.

Bam!

Wen Ping lost his balance and fell to the ground.

In the first move, without any suspense whatsoever, he was found a weak point and defeated with a single strike.

"Remarkable indeed!" Wen Ping couldn’t help but exclaim after patting the grass off his clothes.

However, while exclaiming, he felt a bit strange, pondering whether he was praising that ’self’ or himself?

Feeling spirited and standing up again, Wen Ping swung his fist once more, but as soon as he punched, it was grabbed.

Before he could react, the other "self’s" fist hit his waist.

Just as the system said, this self in the Battle Realm knew him thoroughly, knowing which foot, which fist he preferred. Past weaknesses were infinitely magnified here.

Like his habit of swinging his right fist, attacking fiercely like a tiger, and relatively weak defense, the other "self" directly targeted his weak defense point and delivered a killer blow!

That punch just now was so painful it made him grit his teeth. After rubbing it for a while, Wen Ping, suppressing a surge of energy, exclaimed angrily.

"Once more!"

....

Time passed by unknowingly, day turned to night, and from night it transitioned back to day. When the other "me" disappeared, it was also the time when Wen Ping lay on the ground, unable to move.

Of course, being tired was part of it, but being beaten to immobility was the main reason.

From start to finish, he never landed a hit on the opponent. Every move was either thwarted or directly dismantled.

Flaws and weaknesses were always vividly present in the opponent’s eyes.

After taking a deep breath, Wen Ping turned sideways to glance at his constantly trembling hand, feeling this sense of physical limit for the first time.

Legs hurt, waist hurt, everywhere he touched hurt, and this piercing pain reminded him of the past.

Back when he was punished by his father, it felt similar to not being able to get out of bed for a month.

Suddenly, Wen Ping sat up and exclaimed, "Oh no, I forgot to bring the cigars over to Yu Mo."

"Don’t worry, host. Battle Realm and the outside world are vastly different. Two hours outside equate to 24 hours in the Battle Realm. In other words, it’s just nearing midnight in the outside world."

"Thank goodness. Let me lie down for a bit, I can’t move now."

After saying that, Wen Ping closed his eyes to rest in the Battle Realm, letting the wind blow over his body, seemingly taking away his fatigue too.

Once he could move again, Wen Ping left the Battle Realm and came to the forest, operating the Changmo Technique to begin absorbing Wood Qi.

After strands upon strands of Wood Qi drilled into his body, Wen Ping’s physical injuries began to gradually heal, while the Wood Qi also replenished his depleted Essence Qi, bringing him back to his vigorous state from two hours ago.

What surprised Wen Ping is that the speed of absorbing Wood Qi with the Changmo Technique was particularly fast at this time, as if his body had unplugged a non-existent stopper, and the Wood Qi flowed over like water.

It only took a quarter of an hour for Wen Ping’s body to be as good as new.

The friendliness of the Changmo Technique toward a wounded body was exceptionally good, which was an unexpected pleasant surprise.

He now understood why Grade-Entering Techniques were so precious. Their uniqueness was beyond the imagination of those in the Body Refining Realm.

Returning to the front of the Battle Realm once again, the system’s voice echoed.

"Battle Realm usage is 100 Gold per session, please pay Gold Coins, host."

"It’s done."

No matter what, he still had over ten thousand Gold on him, so he could use the Battle Realm however he wanted.

After paying, Wen Ping entered the Battle Realm once again.

Two hours later, Wen Ping crawled out in a sorry state, with every part of his face and body showing signs of bruising, visible even in the slightest moonlight. Gathering some Wood Qi to move about, Wen Ping picked a different spot and began to heavily absorb Wood Qi.

Going back and forth, dawn broke.

Calculating the time, Wen Ping had now cultivated in the Battle Realm four times, equivalent to non-stop cultivation in the outside world for four days.

When he emerged to absorb Vein Qi to nurture his body, the Realm barrier opened naturally.

Wen Ping officially entered the 11th level of the Body Refining Realm.