Chapter 235: Sixth War Corps Burning Technique, Famous Blade Produced by the Pillar!

Qin Shi was like a shop assistant, anxiously and hurriedly inviting Jiang Shijie and the others inside, his attitude quite enthusiastic.

He had posted the order several days ago, but there were too few warriors brave enough to accept the invitation and come to fight; after all, who knew if it was a sting operation by the Patrol Department?

All platforms under the 【Dark Web】, though not regulated by Dongxia, likewise would not guarantee users' personal information, let alone privacy and security.

"This kid..."

Xiu Cai Ge was somewhat stunned, looking at Jiang Shijie and Lin Xiong stepping through the gate, sighing helplessly as he followed them into Nanhuang Dao Guan.

The Wind Scythe Sequence Army of the Seventh War Corps mainly produced two types of soldiers.

One was reconnaissance, the other was assault.

Xiu Cai Ge was called Wu Yong, a reconnaissance expert in the Sequence Army, with excellent military quality and individual combat skills, having won outstanding results in various Great Competitions.

Otherwise, how could he have been favored by Mo Zhen Ting, selected for the royal guard, and play around with these two "Soldier King Level" men, Jiang Shijie and Lin Xiong?

"Not yet at Professional Level, yet so arrogant. He really needs Old Jiang to teach him a lesson!"

Wu Yong narrowed his eyes; one of the required courses for reconnaissance troops was "Perception."

Although most walked the Martial Path, they had to strive to open their spiritual world, focusing on tempering spirit and will.

Their sensitivity to Qi was truly as clear as observing fire.

The moment he saw Qin Shi, he sensed that the other's life radiance was extremely rich, far beyond his age, showing deep accumulation, yet he truly stood on the threshold leading to the Professional Realm, just one step away.

"The Martial Arts Association Headquarters says the overall level of the Martial Path of Hengzhou New Star has regressed thirty years; that seems correct."

Wu Yong thought to himself.

His Qi was like bundles of sound waves, swirling through the surrounding space, rebounding immediately upon touching any object, returning to his own spirit to outline a rough shape.

Under subconscious passive reconnaissance, Jiang Shijie was like a mass of blazing flames, releasing high heat capable of melting gold and refining iron.

Life Force over one hundred ninety points, specializing in individual combat methods, "No-Bright Mysterious True Light."

The vast majority of the "subordinate soldiers" of the Seventh War Corps came from Southwest United or other military academies.

Eighty percent of them followed the New Martial Arts school.

The reason was very simple.

This was more suitable for the complex environment of a great battlefield, and could better exert their own "function," quickly integrating into the army.

But Jiang Shijie was more independent; he was a standard child of a great household. Although he had not reached the level of "reaching heaven with hearing," being a Capital Master and a noble second generation, his ancestors for nine generations had all participated in the Great Expedition, a descendant of a righteous general.

Due to his family heritage, he chose the Old Martial Arts school, studying under famous masters since childhood, having gone through three or four dojos, and receiving careful instruction from two Heavenly Pass level masters.

The inheritance of "No-Bright Mysterious True Light" was also selected from the military's "think tank" containing all-encompassing knowledge, and was especially suited to Jiang Shijie.

Life radiance intertwined and condensed, forming a domain, like a Great Steel Furnace roaring in operation, able to melt metal and steel into juice, with extremely domineering power.

"Old Jiang is close to two hundred points of Life Force, Professional Level Sixth Dan, with purity that is top-notch; beating a little brat is indeed not a glorious victory."

Wu Yong muttered inwardly; under the spread of his Qi, the other man Lin Xiong presented a completely different impression—a fierce and wild flesh-and-blood body, like a black iron statue, indestructible.

This burly man resembling a gorilla captain was the brawling champion of the Wind Scythe Sequence Army, with few rivals in close combat.

Life Force one hundred eighty-seven points, also specializing in individual combat methods, "Pure Rigid Whale Armor"!

Unlike Jiang Shijie, who came from an outstanding family and had top-tier abilities as a second generation.

Lin Xiong belonged to the "Heaven-Defying Fate-Changing Top Scholar" type.

Although his personal image was rather rugged, not at all like a top scholar with excellent grades, he looked more like a sports student who liked to settle down his body.

But Lin Xiong from Ya Prefecture City Bi Lei Cheng truly relied on exams to fight his way through encirclement all the way, was recommended to the Four Great National Universities, and attended Southwest United.

He skillfully mastered four A-grade martial arts and two S-grade martial arts, with his Life Force Development process being quite perfect.

From grappling and body techniques to powerful fierce attacks, and then to entanglement routes guaranteeing double endurance and stamina, he was proficient in all.

Precisely because he had no shortcomings, he could sit firmly on the throne of brawling champion of the Wind Scythe Sequence Army.

Wu Yong walking behind, his gaze swept over Jiang Shijie and Lin Xiong, finally landing on Qin Shi.

His reconnaissance Qi lightly jumped, sneaking in with the wind; before it even touched the other, it emitted a "buzz buzz" sound.

Like the chaotic noise of a radio, especially harsh to the ear.

Qin Shi raised his hand and flicked, as if sweeping away dust, and extinguished that trace of imperceptible reconnaissance Qi.

"It seems this one is impatient and wants to be the first to challenge me?"

The hair on his forehead was lightly blown, as if brushed by a gentle breeze, his calm gaze like a deep pool locking onto Wu Yong.

"Hiss!"

The latter's brow twitched, suddenly becoming scorching hot, as if a red-hot brand was gradually approaching.

"I almost forgot! This kid has Spirit-Flesh Unity, crossing two paths!"

Wu Yong showed an embarrassed expression; as a reconnaissance soldier, to be caught red-handed with his "Qi" by the other party.

Undoubtedly losing face, somewhat unable to come down from the stage.

"Old Wu's technique is too rough; he didn't take this kid seriously? Now he's capsized in the gutter and made a joke of himself!"

Lin Xiong crossed his arms, with a look of watching a good show.

If he took today's matter as a handle, the Wind Scythe Sequence Army's "Reconnaissance Spearhead" being arrested on the spot by a high school student, Old Wu's lifelong reputation would be ruined.

"This secret, I can make Old Wu eat it for several years!"

Lin Xiong grinned and said.

"Old Wu didn't underestimate the enemy; this kid's spirit resides in his inner landscape, and he has opened his Consciousness Sea; his spiritual cultivation is not bad."

Jiang Shijie's eyes flickered; "No-Bright Mysterious True Light" was an Old Martial Arts technique, emphasizing 'unity of body and will'; his perception was slightly inferior to Wu Yong's, but stronger than Lin Xiong's.

When Qin Shi and Old Wu's Qi collided, he discovered that the former's spiritual world was extremely broad, emanating mental power that could be called magnificent.

"This kid really looked down on me! Give him three parts of dye to open a dye shop, and if he gets stepped on, how can he straighten his back in the future!"

Wu Yong was slightly annoyed in his heart, and couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.

He discovered that Qin Shi's Qi had firmly locked onto him, and he made no effort to conceal it at all.

The Old Martial Arts' Qi cultivation methods have real depth; this is the consensus.

But the era changed long ago!

Compared to the War Corps armies that evolve daily and gather the sources of a hundred schools, the Old Martial Arts — each a single solitary shoot — cannot withstand a single blow.

Let me give the simplest example.

Since the eighth millennium of New Dongxia, the major War Corps have already replaced their teaching materials and launched "Anti-Esper Specialized Training."

In the past, War Corps troop types facing the Sitting Forgetting tier, or higher-level Espers, were often constrained at every turn; unless they employed terrifying firepower like orbital strikes to conduct carpet-bombing suppression, it was very difficult to gain an advantage or seize the upper hand.

In the early period of the third millennium, the Highest Research Institute repeatedly researched the Silent Force Field, developed corresponding equipment, and strove for portable configuration, alleviating the War Corps' inability to cope with powerful Espers.

But by the eighth millennium, Han Whale, the Commander of the Sixth War Corps garrisoned on the Taiyin Ancient Star, developed a defensive fighting method called the "All-Burning Art."

Its effect is extremely simple and crude: by stimulating flesh vitality, it instantly extracts life force, briefly opens the Consciousness Sea, and neutralizes and weakens all abnormal spiritual fluctuations imposed upon the body.

Ever since, Sequence Army soldiers from the Sixth War Corps can almost all be called "Esper Killers"; at the slightest disagreement they activate "self-destruct mode."

"Let me give you a taste of having your head blown apart!"

Wu Yong's pupils dilated, his eyes bulging with rage, like a Vajra statue enshrined in a temple.

In roughly less than 0.2 seconds, a vast and mighty fluctuation gushed forth from the hundred bones of his mortal body!

Flesh vitality, active and boiling, seemed like a bomb exploding inside his body, rushing straight to his forehead!

Under the effect of the All-Burning Art, Wu Yong's Consciousness Sea was opened.

The skin and flesh at the center of his forehead tightened, as if tearing, about to reveal a vertical eye.

Of course, Wu Yong shouted fiercely, but he did not truly "burn jade and stone together."

Hum!

The atmosphere gave off a faint scorched smell; powerful spiritual fluctuations, tangible as substance, collided with a boom!

Wu Yong and Qin Shi stood about twenty paces apart, their gazes locking onto each other, surging Qi machines pouring out like floodgates opened.

In just an instant, the Qi waves exploded!

"Lao Wu struck without restraint!"

"Lao Wu went berserk!"

These were Jiang Shijie's and Lin Xiong's respective thoughts, but the moment they surfaced, both their faces flashed with shock and surprise.

Qi machine clashes rarely entangle for long.

The previous bout between Qin Shi and Yu Li was more like a friendly sparring match where they stopped at the point.

In terms of true intensity, it was far inferior to this time.

"Hiss!"

Cold air drilled back and forth between Wu Yong's unconsciously parted lips and teeth; his head felt a bit heavy, like the bodily reaction after a high fever — consciousness blurred, thinking not too clear.

This was very abnormal for a reconnaissance vanguard; he had undergone professional training, and whether physical ability or spirit, he maintained peak condition year-round.

The All-Burning Art stimulated flesh vitality; the temporarily opened Consciousness Sea dispersed into nothing, and that vertical eye about to form at the center of his forehead also closed up.

"What situation?"

Lin Xiong was astonished.

He looked at Wu Yong, two lines of blood seeping from his nose tip, his face written full of disbelief.

The Seventh War Corps Wind Scythe Sequence Army's reconnaissance vanguard, couldn't beat a high school student?

And suffered a big loss?

"Commander Han's 'All-Burning Art' uses flesh vitality to forcibly open the 'pineal gland,' greatly amplifying perception, using explosive spiritual field power to neutralize or weaken abnormal mental waves, even causing Espers to suffer backlash when caught off guard..."

Jiang Shijie's face twitched; this outcome was equally beyond his expectations.

The Nanhuang Dao Guan Disciple seems to have overloaded the 'All-Burning Art,' forcibly breaking through Lao Wu's mental defense line.

Rather inconceivable.

How old is he?

Where does his spiritual field power accumulation come from?

You must know, the Spiritual Path cannot reach its peak through diligence and effort alone.

The breadth and width of the mental world cannot be compensated by talent alone.

Surveying the vast history of Dongxia, every Grandmaster of the Spirit with heaven-defying posture, akin to the Divine Manifestation Stage of gods and Buddhas, all possess legendary life experiences, grand and tumultuous.

"War Corps vanguards' caliber is just different."

Qin Shi's eyelid twitched, suppressing the urge to shake his head.

"His life force purity is no less than yours; the other two are the same."

Super Xiao He's voice came from the Inner Landscape; the white-haired youth had blood traces at his nostrils, yet his face was calm and breezy.

"Your next two fights won't be easy."

Obviously, in the Qi clash just now, Qin Shi chose to let Super Xiao He take the pressure.

Facing Commander Han Whale's 'All-Burning Art,' one should still show respect.

"I don't necessarily have to win."

Qin Shi's mindset was peaceful; he had beaten him up plenty in Combat Retrospection.

He always firmly believed: a true strongman, as long as you can't kill him, will only become more invincible!

"Seize the initiative, suppress him in momentum first, and the rest will be easier. Lao Liang taught correctly; against War Corps elites you must play unconventionally, especially military academy students — they're all textbook-reciting 'bookworms.'"

Looking at Wu Yong's expression of doubting his life, Qin Shi deeply agreed.

Besides teaching the Martial Path and the Hong Sheng True Transmission, Lao Liang would occasionally throw in a few words about War Corps training.

This does not involve a confidentiality agreement; he can answer freely.

Wu Yong's 'All-Burning Art' starting movements were too obvious; after Qin Shi discovered this, he immediately summoned Super Xiao He to bear the pressure, then seized the gap and used spiritual field power to completely crush the opponent.

The fighting style itself wasn't remarkable; it was mainly the exquisite execution.

Leaning against the corridor bench, Old Yu smiled at the corners of his mouth; Qin Shidi was indeed the kind of genius Master described, willing to use his brain in a fight.

"Old Wu, you go first; our Seventh War Corps reconnaissance team's face will be completely lost because of you."

Seeing that Wu Yong's condition was poor, Lin Xiong hurriedly came out to take him aside.

The clash of Qi was extremely dangerous.

A slight carelessness could trigger spiritual backlash, far more serious than other injuries.

"I feel he's like a Grandmaster!"

Wu Yong clutched his chest, his heart pounding wildly; the side effects of using the "All-Burning Art" were quite obvious.

"His Spiritual Field Power is terrifyingly stable, completely immovable……"

Lin Xiong said with a helpless expression:

"Enough, enough; he's only seventeen and not yet an adult—could he be a Manifest Saint of Xinling? Old Wu, losing isn't your fault; you really haven't trained in too long, your skills are rusty, which is understandable."

Lin Xiong rubbed his fists together, and after taking Wu Yong aside, he imitated the greeting style of the Old Era Martial Arts World, cupping his hands and speaking loudly:

"I am passing through this blessed land, have long heard of the fame of Nanhuang Dao Guan, and thus came to the doorstep to ask for instruction."

Qin Shi likewise returned the salute with cupped hands; as Executive Deputy Dean of Nanhuang Dao Guan, the etiquette for receiving guests had to be complete.

"You have come from afar, and are soldiers guarding the border for the country; please come inside to sit."

Qin Shi's expression was calm and composed, showing not a trace that he had just engaged in a clash of Qi, not even a ripple.

This made Lin Xiong and Jiang Shijie inevitably wonder just how high the other's Xinling cultivation was?

The former was a bit unwilling to believe it; no matter how outstanding the talent, age was right there.

Even if he had cultivated since the womb, how strong could he be?

Qi Wuxiang and He Lanchan weren't common cabbage; how could they be seen everywhere!

Lin Xiong stepped forward, his footsteps heavy, like a steamroller rolling over water-polished bricks, making a "crack crack" shattering sound.

Spiderweb-like cracks, centered on his footing, rapidly expanded outward.

"No more idle talk."

Lin Xiong stepped up to introduce himself:

"I am Lin Xiong of the Wind Scythe Sequence Army of the Seventh War Corps; I know a bit of everything—capture and grappling, fist and foot kung fu. I won't bully you; let's compare close-quarters hand-to-hand combat—that would be too much of an advantage for me."

I mainly practice the single-soldier combat method "Pure Steel Whale Armor"; if you can break my defense, I'll admit defeat and submit—how about it?"

Qin Shi raised an eyebrow; this burly man who looked like a gorilla captain was indeed confident.

He operated his Life Magnetic Field to roughly perceive and found the other could be called a "perfect sandbag."

"Any requirements, Brother Xiong? For example, limited to bare hands?"

Qin Shi's eyes flickered as he asked softly.

"You can use any handy weapon you want. To be honest, my 'Pure Steel Whale Armor' trained to the ninth layer can withstand a shot from a coastal defense cannon!"

Lin Xiong laughed heartily.

This kid was still quite polite, knowing to call him brother right away.

"Is that so? Then if Brother Xiong loses, can I make a request?"

Qin Shi asked again.

"Make any request! I'm not like Old Wu, who can't afford to lose and talks tough! If you shatter my War Body, I have no problem calling you Elder Brother!"

Lin Xiong said while patting his chest.

But just after he finished these boastful words, his expression changed, and his towering, burly body couldn't help but sway.

As if frightened!

The reason was none other than this.

Qin Shi somehow found a military saber.

Smiling shyly at Lin Xiong:

"Brother Xiong, this 'Perfect Grade Electric Shock Military Saber' comes from the Divine Spirit Pillar; you can appreciate it later."

(Chapter End)