Chapter 9

A figure flashed, and Sun Yan appeared on the virtual arena.

Indeed, it was no ordinary "Military Virtual Combat Device"; the realism of the arena far surpassed that of civilian models. The blue marble floor felt cold and crisp under his feet.

"Indeed, it's the [Military Virtual Combat Device]!" Sun Yan felt content, and his anxious emotions gradually dissipated.

For a passionate virtual combat enthusiast, fighting on a "Military Virtual Combat Device" against the top expert of the Starry Sky Combat City, what could be more exciting?

On the opposite side of the arena, Chen Wang's figure materialized. He wore a spotless white uniform, his gaze calm and confident, exuding a commanding presence as if the arena were his domain.

Code name: Conqueror, Points: 150,000.

Since Sun Yan started frequenting the Starry Sky Combat City, Chen Wang's points had not changed in five years. Sun Yan knew very well that in terms of combat experience, he was far behind Chen Wang.

"Come on."

Sun Yan took a stance, starting with the [Soldier Form Three Techniques] Whip Form.

Chen Wang raised his hand to interrupt, "Sun Yan, don't rush."

"Hmm, what's the matter?"

"Since this is your first time using the [Military Virtual Combat Device], you must be unfamiliar with the strength of a Level 3 warrior. Let's warm up first."

Sun Yan couldn't help but admire the demeanor of a true expert.

Chen Wang placed his arms in front and behind his chest, also starting with the Whip Form. "Let's warm up with the [Soldier Form Three Techniques] for 5 minutes, how about that?"

"Sure!"

Sun Yan pushed off with both feet, flying forward. His arms swung alternately, his right arm bending and snapping straight for Chen Wang's throat, while his left arm, flexible like a snake, coiled around Chen Wang's right rib.

The Whip Form was like an arrow, the flexible Whip Form binding the enemy.

Chen Wang's eyes flickered. This was a perfect application of the Whip Form. Sun Yan had a terrifying combat instinct.

"Good!" Chen Wang praised, his arms swinging alternately. His left arm bent and snapped, colliding with Sun Yan's right arm, while his right arm, equally flexible, entangled with Sun Yan's left arm.

Breaking the Whip Form with the Whip Form, both at the perfect level.

Sun Yan's expression remained unchanged. He entered a wondrous state, his mind focused solely on his opponent.

Sun Yan's arms vibrated, transforming his hands into knives, shattering Chen Wang's Whip Form. The Knife Form cut through the air, aiming for Chen Wang's throat and right rib.

Chen Wang's arms suddenly retracted, his palms clasped together, and he used the [Soldier Form Three Techniques] Axe Form to split Sun Yan's two Knife Forms.

In a moment, they had exchanged dozens of blows, using only the most basic combat techniques, the [Soldier Form Three Techniques]. If anyone else had seen this, they would have been speechless.

Both Sun Yan and Chen Wang had reached the perfect level in the [Soldier Form Three Techniques], and their application seemed to have been honed through thousands of battles. The angles of their attacks and the precision of their timing were unparalleled.

In the hall, Chen Bo stared at the screen, his brows twitching. "Young Master's [Soldier Form Three Techniques] reached the perfect level at age 10. This Sun Yan..."

After some thought, Chen Bo opened the nearby light computer and entered a search command. Soon, all the information about Sun Yan appeared.

"This Sun Yan is indeed a student at Nan Ying Academy, Class C-69, Grade 3! How could such a person be placed in a C-class class?"

On the virtual arena, Sun Yan and Chen Wang continued their battle, having fought for 5 minutes using the [Soldier Form Three Techniques].

Chen Wang suddenly took two steps back, his movements fluid, easily creating distance. "How about it? Sun Yan, are you familiar with the strength of a Level 3 warrior now?"

Sun Yan nodded excitedly, his straightforward personality already casting aside all concerns. "Come on, Chen Wang, let's have a good fight!"

"Alright, here I come."

Chen Wang smiled, his figure moving, and in the next moment, he appeared ghost-like on Sun Yan's right side, his palms overlapping and striking for Sun Yan's right shoulder.

Bang!

A burst of air pressure echoed, blowing Sun Yan's hair backward.

First-class movement technique: Wind Step, first-class combat technique: Wind Pressure Overlap.

This was a replay of the battle with the combat fanatic, but the two techniques used by Chen Wang had a completely different power.

Perfect-level [Wind Step], perfect-level [Wind Pressure Overlap].

Such an attack, while not particularly fast in Sun Yan's eyes, was difficult to avoid because the [Wind Pressure Overlap] exceeded the speed of a Level 3 warrior.

No place to retreat, no place to dodge!

"Attack as defense!"

This thought flashed through Sun Yan's mind, and his body moved instinctively. He turned his body, stepped forward, raised his shoulder, and thrust his elbow—[Bear-Ape Lean].

His entire body lunged forward like a bear pouncing on an ape, colliding with Chen Wang.

"Hard against hard, both injured?" Chen Wang's expression changed, excitement flashing in his eyes for the first time. His figure moved again, leaving a trail of afterimages, and he appeared ghost-like on Sun Yan's left side.

His knees bent, his waist twisted, his left fist retracted, and his right fist shot out with lightning speed, the air crackling with the sound of a second-class combat technique—[Crushing Fist].

In the hall, Chen Bo frowned. "Perfect-level [Crushing Fist], Young Master is taking it seriously. The outcome is already decided."

Suddenly, a figure flashed on the screen, and Chen Bo's eyes widened. "This is..."

On the screen, Sun Yan's [Bear-Ape Lean] missed, and he continued to charge forward. Just as Chen Wang's [Crushing Fist] was about to hit, Sun Yan's feet shifted, and his body spun.

His knees bent, his waist twisted, and his right fist shot out with force.

[Crushing Fist] against [Crushing Fist].

Bang!

A dull explosion echoed, and Chen Wang took three steps back, while Sun Yan was sent flying, tumbling in mid-air, and landing after taking seven steps back to steady himself.

Taking a deep breath, Sun Yan called out excitedly, "That was close! Let's go again, let's go again!" He was thoroughly enjoying the fight.

"Wait, Sun Yan." Chen Wang raised his hand to stop him, suppressing his surprise. "How about we call this a draw?"

"Are we not fighting anymore?" Sun Yan felt regretful but then shook his head. "No, Chen Wang, I lost this round."

In the final moments of the battle, Sun Yan had clearly been at a disadvantage. If the fight continued, he would definitely lose.

Chen Wang smiled meaningfully. "Not necessarily." Then he stepped out of the battle first.

Exiting the "Military Virtual Combat Device," Sun Yan lovingly caressed the red casing, thinking he might never have the chance to experience it again, unaware that Chen Wang was looking at him with astonishment.

After a moment of contemplation, Chen Wang asked, "Sun Yan, are you really a student at Nan Ying Academy?"

Is such a student really from Nan Ying Academy, and even in a C-class class? Are the teachers at Nan Ying Academy blind?

The final scene of the battle still clearly replayed in Chen Wang's mind. In such a disadvantageous position, Sun Yan had used the [Crushing Fist].

A proficient-level [Crushing Fist]!

A second-class combat technique, [Crushing Fist], which he had only experienced once in the battle with the combat fanatic, and he had mastered it to the proficient level. This was not just a level of insight.

Sun Yan took out his student ID from his backpack and showed it. "Yes, look."

Seeing the information on the student ID, Chen Wang was momentarily stunned. Then he led Sun Yan back to the hall, where Chen Bo had already prepared two cups of tea.

Chen Wang gestured, "Please sit!" Then he gave Chen Bo a look and stood up. "Sun Yan, wait a moment, I'll change my clothes and come back."

Sun Yan nodded repeatedly, holding the teacup and drinking it down, thinking to himself, Rich people are rich, even changing clothes for a virtual battle, how luxurious!

Chen Wang and Chen Bo entered another room, and Chen Wang whispered, "Chen Bo, help me check all of Sun Yan's information."

"Young Master, it's already prepared." Chen Bo bowed slightly and presented the information.

"Name: Sun Yan, Gender: Male, Age: Under 16 (3 months short)

Family: Single parent, father Sun Xiao, temporary repair worker at Lingzhi Company, a subsidiary of Yulong Group.

Current school: Nan Ying Intermediate Academy, Grade 3, Class C-69.

Martial arts cultivation: Completed the Body Tempering stage on May 27, 4327.

Weakness: Difficulty focusing on anything for more than 5 minutes.

Hobbies: Adult films (124,347 adult films stored in the light computer)..."

The information detailed Sun Yan's past. If Sun Yan saw it, he would be shocked to find out that he had so many adult films stored in his light computer, something he himself didn't even know.

After reading the information three times, Chen Wang frowned and smiled mockingly. "Difficulty focusing on anything for more than 5 minutes, hmpf! A genius with such insight, of course, finds it hard to be interested in anything. No wonder Nan Ying Academy is always at the bottom. Chen Bo, did you see the battle clearly? What do you think?"

Chen Bo bowed again, respectfully saying, "Without凝聚内元 (condensing inner essence), he can master a second-class combat technique to the proficient level. Such martial arts insight is definitely at the 'Grand Deduction Level'! Among a million martial artists, there is hardly one."

"Grand Deduction Level insight!" Chen Wang's tone was a mix of envy and sigh. "No wonder people say the teachers at Nan Ying Academy are all drunkards and fools, to throw such a pearl into a C-class class. They are absolutely right."

Chen Bo smiled. "The people at Nan Ying Academy are blind, but Young Master has keen eyes. Sun Yan is 16 and has not yet condensed inner essence, which is the best opportunity!"

Chen Wang's eyes brightened slightly, and he nodded slowly without a word.

In the hall, Sun Yan finished the tea, savoring its fragrance. Just as he was about to leave, Chen Wang, dressed in a blue, luxurious suit, entered with Chen Bo.

"Chen Wang." Sun Yan stood up, wanting to leave but feeling it would be impolite after all the hospitality.

"Please sit." Chen Wang smiled and gestured. "We don't need to be so formal, just call me Chen Wang." Then he continued, "Sun Yan, I see you haven't condensed inner essence yet. Do you think the Gathering Essence Technique taught at the academy is too ordinary?"

"What?" Sun Yan was taken aback, thinking of his past, and said apologetically, "My talent is too ordinary. The instructor said I should wait until I'm 18 to have a chance of condensing inner essence."

Too ordinary talent?

Chen Wang almost choked on his tea, thinking that even without specialized equipment, it was clear from the battle that Sun Yan's talent was far superior to the average person, not to mention his martial arts insight that even Chen Wang envied.

Chen Bo's face turned red, and he struggled to hold back, thinking, No wonder Nan Ying Academy gets worse every year with such a group of incompetent teachers.

Chen Wang regained his composure and said seriously, "Sun Yan, to be frank, with your talent, the Gathering Essence Technique taught at the academy is too ordinary. If you are willing, you can practice our Chen family's [Chongxu Gathering Essence Technique]."

Hearing this, Sun Yan's eyes widened. "The Chen family's [Chongxu Gathering Essence Technique]..."