Chapter 109: Who Is the Victim, I'll Beat Ten of Them (First Update!)

Qin Shi, feeling his life had improved tremendously and having completely shed the "poor devil" label, rarely splurged and chose to take a taxi to the Nanjiang District villa where Lin Yunqing was.

"Driver, license plate ending in 3706."

Qin Shi got into the ride-hailing car, leaned against the back seat, and opened the window.

Wisps of cool breeze poured in, blowing the stray hairs on his forehead.

"Villas in Nanjiang District aren't cheap, you know."

The driver triggered the "Chatter" passive skill and started making small talk.

"Right. I live on Old Factory Street, not too sure."

Qin Shi scratched his head.

If you asked about vegetable prices at the Old Factory Street market, or how much various nutrient pastes sold for, he might know.

But villa prices, paying full price for luxury cars — that was completely a knowledge blind spot.

"Old Factory Street, huh? Looks like you're still a student. Which school do you go to? My kid goes to Hengda University Affiliated High School, tuition is ridiculously expensive."

The driver asked, his eyes glancing at Qin Shi's attire through the rearview mirror.

Overall impression was rather plain, indeed not like a wealthy family living in a villa district.

"Xin Yi High School."

Qin Shi answered.

"Impressive! The probability of Xin Yi High students getting into Heng University or Ke University seems pretty high..."

The driver opened with praise, never letting the conversation go cold or fall flat.

Thirty minutes later, Qin Shi finally got out of the car, escaping the torture, thinking to himself:

"Next time I'll just have Teacher Lin come pick me up."

He stood outside the villa district, calling Lin Yunqing to come get him.

The driver watched the young, sunny high school boy, watched him get taken into the villa by a big sister exuding a noble atmosphere from head to toe, and couldn't help but shake his head:

"Kids these days, the scope of work-study programs is really broad."

A high school senior willing to go down to the sea to finish his studies — however you think about it, it's inspirational!

"Assistant Teacher Xiao Qin, heard you moved to the Talent Apartments in Qingyang District."

Lin Yunqing was dressed to the nines today, surprisingly wearing high heels and a luxurious evening gown, her curves enchanting and moving.

Her whole body exuded the ladylike temperament of an upper-class socialite, making Qin Shi very uncomfortable.

Had to admit, when this dog woman wasn't going crazy, or wasn't opening her mouth to speak, she really had a few points of beauty.

"Hmph, watch me beauty you to death!"

Lin Yunqing keenly sensed Qin Shi's gaze lingering on her for a few seconds, and immediately became smug.

Bestie's passed-down experience really works!

"Moved in yesterday. My big sister and little sister will probably take a while longer to move to the metropolitan area. Chen Uncle allocated us a set of resettlement housing, said it's specially provided for worker families from Dangyang East Suburbs, in appreciation of their contributions to building Tai'an."

Qin Shi twitched his mouth corners; this was the first time he knew that the Tai'an Urban Circle actually had resettlement housing belonging to Old Factory Street.

According to big sister Qin Xiao, the greening environment inside, water, electricity, heating — nothing to pick fault with, quite comfortable.

"Hehe, when you have time remember to invite me and Xiao Yun over for a meal, celebrate the housewarming."

Lin Yunqing deliberately puffed out her chest, the better to show off the innate advantage of this one-shoulder strapless evening gown.

"Mm, next time for sure."

Qin Shi agreed casually, seriously pondering which lucky bastard from Qiguang Heng University he would pick later to ruthlessly crush.

With life force breaking through thirty points, spirit reaching the meditation level, and having raised the Hundred Aspects Refining Momentum from "Entry Level" to "Great Achievement," he felt abusing a few Bronze and Black Iron division martial arts department students would be no problem at all.

"Right, did Chen Uncle tell you that the Hengzhou Martial Association might send someone over to test your talent and aptitude?"

Lin Yunqing threw flirtatious eyes at a blind man; looking at the indifferent Qin Shi, she couldn't help grinding her teeth, the urge to pounce and bite him to death rising up.

"Chen Shu mentioned it in passing."

Qin Shi nodded, not worried at all.

As a cheat-user, talent was something that had never been weak.

After all, he was strictly selected by Stone Buddha He Lanchan!

"I asked my brother to inquire a bit; the Hengzhou Martial Association has been sitting on the cold bench for a while. Up top, because of the Lost Textbook Incident, they're not looked upon favorably by the Dongxia Martial Association; down below they're suppressed by the Education Bureau. These years they've been holding their breath."

Touching on serious business, Lin Yunqing spoke seriously:

"The person the Hengzhou Martial Association is sending this time has a big reputation. Supposedly from the same era as the First Generation Ten Greats, made it to the Star Cup finals, known as the Top Sixteen Gatekeeper. Old guy, weird temper. Assistant Teacher Xiao Qin, you better watch out."

The title "Top Sixteen Gatekeeper" sounds a bit comical at first hearing.

But considering the Star Cup covers almost all age-eligible martial artists from Dongxia's thirty-two administrative districts.

It can be said geniuses fall like rain, outstanding talents like clouds, vast and mighty like carp crossing the river.

In other words, that Gatekeeper Grandpa was once one of the strongest sixteen people on the Dongxia Martial Artist Path.

"Old Liang seems to be Top Hundred level; from his recollections of the past, his best result was just the top hundred, barely scraping the line."

Qin Shi pondered, a steady Top Sixteen martial artist — how many life force points would that be?

At least Professional Level One Segment, maybe even climbed the "Throne"!

The top twenty in the Star Cup all have the qualification to compete for the Ten Thrones, on the Ancient Heavenly Road at the Galaxy Frontier, to carve their own character.

For example, that Four-Time Champion Qi Wuxiang has the classic "Old, Son, No, Enemy" passed down.

And He Lanchan, Lian Yixing, Jiang Bai Chuan, Kao Yun Chao — these four.

Wrote "I, Watch, Not, Must".

Can be called give and take.

Became a celebrated tale later generations delight in recounting.

"Old man's happy with this sort of thing, I've got a bit of experience. As long as he's not deliberately making things difficult, I guarantee I'll handle it!"

Qin Shi was brimming with confidence; worst case, he could still activate Super Xiao He to come online and take his place.

As ten.

Chatting as they went, they stepped into the villa.

"Assistant Teacher Qin, I'm going to Chen Uncle's birthday banquet tonight, want to come along?"

Lin Yunqing took the initiative to invite him, thinking it was time to open the second round of financing.

The Martial Arts New Star Plan's eighty million, plus the Talent Cultivation Project, the Education Fund's odds and ends.

After his and Chen Uncle's seed round investment, Assistant Teacher Qin could probably get over a hundred million in sponsorship.

Next, carefully select a few angel round investors, pull the valuation up further, and he'd be able to purchase even rarer Star Sea Products.

"That kind of occasion, I'm not too suited for."

Qin Shi wasn't very interested; although he got along alright with Lao Chen, an Old Factory Street boy accidentally entering a high-society banquet — however you looked at it, it was the prerequisite for triggering a classic trope; if all sorts of rich second-generation sons took turns showing up, he was afraid his hands would ache from slapping them.

"Alright."

Lin Yunqing was slightly disappointed.

"I'm going to rank up."

Qin Shi walked straight to the elevator, descended to the basement, opened that well-configured computer, and directly logged into Qiguang Heng University's Virtual Combat Room.

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……

Luo Wenbin recently felt like he was in love; his mind constantly lingered on the same person, closely tracking his movements, eagerly awaiting his coming online, longing every day to hear news of him.

"It's too torturous! School's about to start, why hasn't Old Wu Brother shown up yet!"

Silently lurking, watching the various messages in the communication group and the discussion posts on the campus forum, Luo Wenbin felt ants crawling all over his body.

If there wasn't a next victim, he and Xu Dong would become the shame of Qiguang Heng University's Martial Arts Department, forever stuck at the very bottom of the class and dormitory food chain.

Left to be slaughtered by classmates, humiliated by roommates, turning into ruthless sign-in attendance and canteen food-delivery machines!

"Just thinking about that kind of life is tragic! Old Wu Brother, please defeat a few more people! Best if you topple Senior Brother Ji too, so everyone can sink together!"

Luo Wenbin scrolled through posts, praying secretly.

He opened a post titled 【Suspected Pig Eating Tiger Genius! Detailed Analysis of the Old Martial Arts School Duel from the Shen Neng Xi!】.

The content was extremely detailed, with both text and images.

It conducted an extremely systematic and careful review of the two victories of that Old Martial Arts School novice.

"... I discovered a trait. This mysterious user, who to this day is unknown which Shen Neng Xi junior he is, lost once or even many times before defeating Extreme Flow's Luo classmate and Military Martial Arts School's Xu classmate.

But after disappearing for about a week, when he appeared again, he was able to seize a huge advantage and win.

I have reason to suspect this is a combat genius with very high comprehension. Any strong enemy who fights him, once marked as 'weak', 'ordinary', 'mediocre goods', often falls into a losing situation..."

Luo Wenbin read with his worldview shaken; could it be that I lost to that Old Martial Arts School guy because my initial performance was mediocre, so I got marked?

His thoughts were wandering when that Special Concern column suddenly lit up, emitting a beep-beep notification sound.

【Your friend, Nine Heavens Thunder Twin Feet Kick, has come online】

"Big Bro, you're finally here! Hurry up and ruthlessly mark a few Martial Arts Department classmates for me!"

Luo Wenbin was wildly overjoyed inside, immediately contacting Xu Dong, who had been rather decadent lately, addicted to handicrafts.

【Kitty Head Killer: Stop fighting, Lao Xu! Hurry up and message Old Wu Brother, tell him to pick a few weakling opponents!】

【Wu Tao Thick Milk Strong Tea: Wait a bit, almost there, two minutes.】

【Kitty Head Killer: Don't you lose heart, you gotta perk up, Lao Xu! Do you want to be nailed to the Pillar of Shame for life!】

【Wu Tao Thick Milk Strong Tea: I'm busy... resources almost done downloading, don't rush.】

Luo Wenbin was quite disdainful, a brain full of yellow waste second-dimensional trash, how did he get into Qiguang Heng University!

He gave up on the idea of rousing Xu Dong's fighting spirit, and proactively contacted Old Wu Brother.

【Kitty Head Killer: Big shot, you there?】

【Kitty Head Killer: Haven't seen you in a long time.】

【Kitty Head Killer: Although I'm a Qiguang Heng University Martial Arts Department student, actually since childhood I've been oriented toward the Shen Neng Xi's good academic atmosphere...】

"This Martial Arts Department traitor again."

Qin Shi replied with a simple expression.

【Nine Heavens Thunder Twin Feet Kick: Smile. JPG】

【Kitty Head Killer: Big shot, anything you need help with? I'm pretty familiar with students from all classes in the Martial Arts Department.】

【Nine Heavens Thunder Twin Feet Kick: Can you help me compile players with relatively high victory points in each rank?】

【Kitty Head Killer: No problem! Give me ten minutes!】

Luo Wenbin was full of enthusiasm, flipping through rankings, thinking secretly:

"Old Wu Brother must be planning to search from here for possible 'weak' ones to be marked. Let me see who'll be the unlucky bastard! Start with a few Black Iron, Bronze ones!"

……

……

A moment later.

Qin Shi received a list, sorted from high to low, arranged by rank victory points.

"Good. Let's have a hearty free-for-all to warm up."

He revealed an expectant expression, a soaring fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.

Immediately after, he created a multiplayer battle room and sent match invitations to ten different Martial Arts Department students.

【Xian Yun】、【Moon Walker】、【Dong Fang Bai】、【Bu Xu Dao】……

Ten online users simultaneously received duel messages.

【Idle Cloud: Multiplayer match? What's this guy trying to do?】

【Moonlit Walker: Beating two low-ranking Black Irons is nothing! He actually dares to provoke us Bronzes!】

【Bu Xu Dao: Let me go first!】

Voices cursing and shouting rose in the team channel.

Everyone accepted at once.

Ten streaks of light smashed into the ground with a boom!

Appearing on the Desert Map where vast windswept sands raged!

"What's going on? Fighting ten? 1V10?!"

Luo Wenbin, who had relied on being a guide to gain spectating permission, was completely dumbfounded.

Xu Dong, whom he had pulled into the room, was equally full of question marks:

"How do you win this? Even if Martial Arts Department Students care about face and don't gang up, fighting them one by one, he has no chance!"

Luo Wenbin covered his face, in great pain:

"The last battle before school starts! Old Wu Brother, please treat him well! You carry my hopes!"

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"So the side with fewer people can open the full map? That's quite fair."

Qin Shi descended at the other end of the desert wasteland, where he could see flashing red dots in different directions, ten in total, exactly the chosen opponents.

"Let's start with the Black Irons."

Qin Shi pushed his Qi Sense to around twenty circles, a combat state more suitable for charging attacks.

He then kicked off hard with his feet, yellow sand flying, blasting a large pit, his whole body shooting out like a sharp arrow.

Moving quickly with his body leaning forward and center of gravity lower, in a running posture.

His advantage lay in comprehensive qualities surpassing the normal thirty points of Life Force—physique, strength, and speed—plus the full-map guidance provided by the duel room; defeating the ten opponents one by one was not without hope.

This was not an open and aboveboard duel, but a battle royale requiring consideration of terrain environment and team coordination!

A few minutes later.

Qin Shi discovered a Martial Arts Department Student with the username 【Moonlit Walker】 above his head, red-haired and wearing skin pants, with a fairly cool face-pinching appearance.

He stopped his charging steps, hot wind swirling, kicking up sand grains.

Hitting the skin, it felt very real.

"You have one chance to introduce yourself."

Qin Shi spoke with his voice, a rare occurrence.

【Moonlit Walker】 was stunned for a moment, seemingly not expecting that the first Old Martial Arts practitioner he encountered would be himself.

Then he threw boxing palms, bang bang sounding:

"I'm Bionic Style! Machine Gun Fist! When I blast your head later, remember that feeling!"

Qin Shi responded with one word:

"Good."

His mind once again merged with his body; in the virtual duel, his outstanding Spiritual Field Power would allow a higher synchronization rate, fully exerting his combat power.

Breathing rapidly several times, his heart accelerated, pumping out stronger blood.

In an instant, his Physical Ability was adjusted to its peak, surging Qi Life Force like tides striking, rushing wildly through the Hundred Meridians, squeezing out every bit of strength.

Qin Shi stepped forward, shallow footprints left on the soft sand, his soles not sinking deep, as if holding his breath, his body extremely light.

【Moonlit Walker】's pupils shrank; this Shen Neng Xi Old Martial Arts practitioner had achieved such control over his body?

He couldn't help but tighten his nerves, assuming a defensive stance.

When the two were less than eighty meters apart, Qin Shi had already changed from "walking" to "striding."

Approaching fifty meters!

He directly rammed into his opponent!

Boom!

Rings of air currents like torrents shot to both sides; powerful strength and solid muscle groups, like aircraft engines, pushed his upright figure to the extreme!

【Moonlit Walker】 only felt his eyes blur, and the savage fist wind had already pressed before him!

"So fast!"

He was shocked inside; his dynamic vision almost couldn't keep up.

The classic defensive guard of Bionic Style, set up like a turret base!

Both legs deeply planted in the sand, center of gravity gathered below, palms side by side!

As if sealing the Hundred Meridians, as if closing the Heavenly Door!

Profound Qi Life Force surged like giant waves, forming an impregnable bronze wall and iron barrier, blocking Qin Shi's attack!

Qin Shi was still accelerating; twelve Black Great Tendons roared like flood dragons, the arm throwing the punch faintly swelling, muscle groups twisted like steel wires.

He actually wanted to clash head-on, smashing through 【Moonlit Walker】's solid defense directly!

"His Qi Life Force is much stronger than when he fought me before!"

Luo Wenbin couldn't believe it; he directly recharged and purchased "Combat Power Goggles" from the mall.

That Old Wu Brother's strength, speed, Physical Ability, and all values were skyrocketing!

Boom!

The huge collision shook out rumbling echoes, like a shell falling in the middle of the desert!

The battlefield where the two clashed sank downward, sand grains undulating like water waves, rolling up a "Veil" several meters high!

"Now this looks like a fight!"

Qin Shi threw a punch with all his might, like a battering ram crashing forth, striking the 【Moon Walker】 until his body swayed, the whole man like a wooden stake being hammered, half his body buried in yellow sand!

The latter's eyes held shock, as if he could not accept it.

A Shen Neng Xi practitioner of the Old Martial Arts actually crushed him in terms of Shen Shen Lu!

"What a fierce fist!"

Xu Dong murmured.

Qin Shi's fist opened, turning into a grasping palm, suddenly clutching the 【Moon Walker】.

The man's Spine Great Dragon violently shuddered, releasing savage power, striding forward in great steps!

The 【Moon Walker】 was like a broken-string kite being carried off, tearing through layer upon layer of sand waves, mouth and nose constantly flooding with scalding Gravel.

Dizzy and swelling-headed, his weightless body suddenly shot upward, as if hurled into the sky.

Immediately after, the explosive sound waves of howling gales rang beside his ears!

Fist force like a dragon, rising against the momentum!

"So painful!"

The 【Moon Walker】's vision went black, his head sinking heavy.

A fist like an iron hammer, in a split second, shattered his skull!

Blasting out sticky red-and-white fluid!

(Chapter End)