The Virtual Cabin activated, and a pure white space unfolded.
The Illusion materialized.
Xu Wuyi took his position and began setting up Gravity traps.
He still laid out six traps, in the same positions as before: two in front, one on each side, and two behind him.
But this time, he had made micro-adjustments to the combination of Gravity changes within each trap.
What was originally "10% increase + 8-degree deflection + frequency interference" was now "12% increase + 6-degree deflection + dual-frequency cross-interference."
The changes were small, so small they were almost negligible.
But Xu Wuyi knew that these subtle adjustments would cause the Illusion’s response strategy to misjudge.
Sure enough, after the battle began, the Illusion’s movement trajectory was almost identical to yesterday’s.
It cut into the left trap zone, triggered the interference, adjusted its Body Technique...
Everything was going according to Xu Wuyi’s predictions.
On the twentieth move, Xu Wuyi’s spear pierced the Illusion’s left shoulder.
On the thirty-fifth move, the spear’s shaft struck the Illusion’s back.
On the forty-eighth move, a dark golden spear light ran through the Illusion’s chest.
[Battle Over]
[Result: Victory]
[Duration: Fifty-two seconds]
[Attacks Taken: Eighteen moves]
[Effective Counterattacks: Fifteen times]
The stats were even more impressive than his first victory.
Xu Wuyi stepped out of the Virtual Cabin, his face showing little excitement.
"You won again?" Qiao Tongyu asked.
"Yeah," Xu Wuyi nodded. "The tactical micro-adjustments worked. Its response was 0.3 seconds slower."
"Continue tomorrow?"
"I’ll continue."
For the next few days, Xu Wuyi maintained a frequency of two to three battles per day.
He used the same Gravity trap tactic in every match but made extremely small adjustments each time.
Sometimes it was a 1% increase or decrease in the strength of the Gravity change.
Sometimes it was a 2-degree adjustment to the deflection angle.
Sometimes the trigger timing was advanced or delayed by a few hundredths of a second.
These adjustments were meaningless on their own, but their cumulative effect gradually became apparent.
Xu Wuyi’s win rate steadily increased from around sixty percent to seventy, then eighty percent...
By the end of the week, he was able to win nine out of ten matches.
And his victories were becoming easier and easier.
The Illusion’s response strategy clearly couldn’t keep up.
"That should be about enough," Xu Wuyi said to Qiao Tongyu one evening as he stepped out of the Virtual Cabin.
"Ready to start the ten-win streak challenge?"
"Yeah," Xu Wuyi nodded. "Starting tomorrow. One match a day, I’ll finish it in ten days."
Qiao Tongyu looked at Xu Wuyi’s calm gaze and suddenly felt a wave of emotion.
A month ago, this young man was giving his all just to defeat the Illusion once.
A month later, he could calmly say something like, "I’ll finish a ten-win streak in ten days."
"Do you need me to arrange anything?" Qiao Tongyu asked.
"No need," Xu Wuyi shook his head. "I’ll just fight normally."
The next day, the ten-win streak challenge officially began.
First match, Xu Wuyi finished the fight in forty-six seconds.
His placement of the Gravity traps was more precise. The Illusion was forced onto the defensive from the third move and remained suppressed for the entire fight.
Second match, forty-two seconds.
Xu Wuyi pierced the Illusion’s right chest on the twelfth move. The Undying True Flame ignited, followed by a relentless, tide-like assault.
Third match, thirty-nine seconds.
The Illusion tried to change its movement pattern and forcibly break through the Gravity trap zone, but Xu Wuyi was prepared. The moment a trap was triggered, the Returning Ruins Seal formed instantly and smashed down from above.
The Illusion was suppressed for 0.5 seconds.
In that half-second, Xu Wuyi’s spear had already pierced its throat.
When he stepped out of the Virtual Cabin, the attendant’s expression had changed from initial calmness to shock.
"Martial Artist Xu, did you... did you have another breakthrough?"
"No," Xu Wuyi said, wiping away his sweat. "I’ve just gotten more familiar with it."
He had adapted to the Illusion’s fighting style, or rather, he had adapted to that strange Martial Arts System, which was completely different from the Federation’s.
Fourth match, thirty-seven seconds.
Fifth match, thirty-five seconds.
By the sixth match, Xu Wuyi had even begun to try integrating Water Drop and the Returning Ruins Seal into the battle.
Not as ultimate moves, but as part of his tactics.
Water Drop was used for precision strikes, appearing suddenly at critical points in the Illusion’s movement to disrupt its rhythm.
The Returning Ruins Seal was used to Control the Scene, following up a triggered Gravity trap with suppression to extend the control duration.
At the beginning, Xu Wuyi couldn’t have done this at all, because these two Martial Arts techniques couldn’t keep up with the Illusion’s movements.
But now, he understood the Illusion’s every move so well that he could use them with Prejudgment.
The addition of these two Martial Arts techniques made his tactical system more three-dimensional, making it even harder for the Illusion to respond.
The sixth match ended in thirty-two seconds.
When Xu Wuyi stepped out of the Virtual Cabin, Qiao Tongyu was already waiting outside.
"That’s the sixth match," Qiao Tongyu said. "At this rate, the ten-win streak is no problem."
"Still four to go," Xu Wuyi said, taking a sip of water. "I can’t get careless."
"You’re so steady," Qiao Tongyu chuckled. "If I were you, I’d already be thinking about what to do after I win."
Xu Wuyi shook his head. "I’ll think about it after it’s done."
...
The notification sound for his eighth consecutive victory faded away in the pure white space. Xu Wuyi retracted his spear and quietly watched as the Illusion’s figure dissipated.
Fifty-one seconds.
Three seconds longer than the seventh match. Not because he had slowed down, but because he had deliberately slowed the pace to test the Illusion’s response patterns after taking consecutive hits.
The results proved that although this simulated Sword Intention was strong, it ultimately lacked the Spiritual quality of a true Martial Artist who could achieve a breakthrough mid-battle. Once its tactics were figured out, its responses would fall into a fixed routine.
The lid of the Virtual Cabin opened. Xu Wuyi sat up and wiped the thin layer of sweat from his forehead.
The attendant waiting nearby quickly came forward, handing him a nutritional supplement and a data analysis tablet. "Martial Artist Xu, this match’s data has been synced. Would you like to review it now?"
"One moment." Xu Wuyi took the supplement and drank a couple of sips. The cool liquid slid down his throat, relieving the slight dryness caused by his intense focus of Spiritual Power.
He took the data tablet, his eyes scanning the dense curves and numbers on the screen.
The real-time win-rate curve was steadily climbing, stabilizing above 87% for the last five matches. This was the system’s judgment of the probability of victory for either side.
Meanwhile, the time-taken curve was continuously dropping, from over fifty seconds at the beginning down to just over half a minute now. The number of effective counterattacks was increasing, while his own rate of taking damage was decreasing...
Everything was trending in the right direction.
"Following this trend, the ten-win streak shouldn’t be a problem," Xu Wuyi said calmly as he handed the tablet back. "However, the Illusion’s learning function is nearing saturation. There’s limited room for further improvement."
The attendant nodded and made a note, his eyes filled with admiration.
Over the past month, he had personally witnessed how this young Martial Artist before him had, step by step, dismantled, analyzed, and thoroughly understood the Illusion—an opponent that had defeated countless Grandmasters—ultimately turning it into a "training partner" he could consistently beat.
This rate of progress, this analytical ability that was so calm it was almost cold, had already surpassed the scope of a mere "Genius."
"Martial Artist Xu, Grandmaster Qiao just sent a message. He asked you to see him in his study after you finish training," the attendant added.
"Alright."
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