Chapter 80: Anti-Strike Armor Body, How Will You Break My Defense (Second Update)

Qin Shi did not adopt the "weakling list" provided by 【Cat Head Killer】.

He fought in the Virtual Combat Room not to bully weaklings.

Quite the opposite—being bullied was his intention.

The stronger the opponent, the more experience he gained.

He still remembered that the First Martial God Yan Haishan once said.

"True martial arts rise in ruin, revive in annihilation, and win hard-fought victories after being beaten again and again, thereby forging an immortal body and an invincible heart."

If one knew Yan Haishan's life story, one would know his words were indeed correct.

After all, among Dongxia's Martial Gods of all dynasties, he should be the one with the most public defeats and the least conspicuous in his youth.

"He walks the Martial God Path!"

Qin Shi did not reply to 【Cat Head Killer】, but after 【Oolong Thick Milk Strong Tea】's friend request went through, he directly sent a duel invitation.

He wanted to use this Military Martial Arts Style Tiger Fist expert to test his upgrade results.

"Interesting. After I blast you once, you still dare to fight again?"

On the other end, Xu Dong, who was searching for today's spellcasting materials, saw the duel invitation and let out a scornful laugh.

"This Grandpa isn't some rookie like Luo Wenbin!"

He rejected the invitation and sent a message:

【Oolong Thick Milk Strong Tea: Wait one minute.】

Immediately, Xu Dong paused the eighteen-plus Horse Girls resources downloading in the background, pulled up his pants, put on the synchronization device, and adjusted all parameters.

After finishing all preparations, he actively sent a duel invitation.

"Old-fashioned concepts like the Old Martial Arts School should long have been completely eliminated and swept into the trash heap! Watch me crush... why is Luo Wenbin looking for me?"

Xu Dong grinned, showing off what he thought was a cool and arrogant cold smile, but before it fully spread, he was interrupted by a voice call.

After answering, he mocked him with zero startup frames:

"Hey, disgrace of Hengda University's Martial Arts Department, ready to welcome your classmates' humiliation at the start of school? If I were you, I'd simply not attend the opening ceremony and hide like a shrinking turtle."

You bastard!

Luo Wenbin bit his cheek, suppressing his inner anger:

"Lao Xu, give me a spectator seat."

Xu Dong frowned and continued to mock:

"You already lost, so what's the point of studying the opponent again? Even if I let you win it back, it won't erase the fact that you were stepped on by a Shen Neng Xi Old Martial Arts rookie!"

Luo Wenbin's attitude was very firm; although his strength was inferior to Xu Dong, also a second-year Martial Arts Department student, the dignity of a rich man prevented him from being servile:

"Stop blabbering, hurry up!"

Xu Dong decisively refused:

"No. Unless you call me Daddy!"

Bastard!

Good thing I'm prepared!

Luo Wenbin cursed silently and reluctantly played his trump card:

"The latest Horse Girls ultra-HD VR resources, you can switch angles and experience different... you know."

After saying this, Luo Wenbin felt he was unclean.

Otaku deadbeats are truly disgusting!

He thought fiercely.

Xu Dong's eyes lit up:

"Good brother! Send it fast! I'll transfer the room owner permit authority to you!"

After Luo Wenbin sent a long string of mysterious codes, he indeed received the message transferring the room owner permit authority.

He looked at the silver-haired figure with a flamboyant style on the ring and silently cheered:

"Old Martial Arts kid! You must win!"

Qin Shi naturally did not know about all the intrigue surrounding the defense of Qiguang Heng University's Martial Arts Department honor.

He stepped through the open door and landed on the still-broad arena ring; that Martial Arts Department student who majored in Tiger Fist was also wearing four-corner underwear and nothing else, except he wore a pink cat hair clip, which, combined with his explosive muscular build, looked extremely out of place.

"Have you figured out how to lose?"

Xu Dong struck his right palm against his left fist, revealing white teeth, and his surging life breath covered his whole body like flowing water.

Obviously, he intended to go all out and quickly end this suspenseless crushing fight.

Qin Shi showed no fear; he always faced the gap squarely. Compared to these top students who had been exposed to Life Force Development since elementary and middle school and enjoyed the best educational resources from high school to university, he indeed had problems with weak foundation and insufficient accumulation.

"Your fifty-plus Life Force points were ground out by your parents spending money on good schools, nutrition products, private coaches, and tutoring classes.

I can only rely on my own hands, hard-working sweat, and unceasing self-discipline to keep cheating!"

"Whose gold content is higher needs no further explanation!"

Qin Shi raised his hand and planted the battle flag, waiting for the countdown to reach zero.

Boom! Boom boom! Boom boom boom—

Almost at the moment "1" jumped to "0", Xu Dong launched his attack!

He stomped the ground, like an armored tank charging straight ahead, rushing to kill Qin Shi.

Although not fast, compared to Luo Wenbin's swift body technique from Wave Ripple Rotation blessing, Xu Dong was simply as slow as a crawling turtle, giving a feeling of heaviness and sluggishness.

But Qin Shi already knew this was the Military Martial Arts School's signature fighting style: qi force shakes the earth, transmits in all directions, step by step compressing the opponent's maneuvering space, finally forcing them into a dead corner to unleash a fatal blow.

Therefore, he could not be suppressed by momentum, giving rise to thoughts of evasion; he had to meet force with force, strength against strength!

Hu!

Wind Fist Style!

Silver long hair suddenly flew up, robes flapping loudly.

Qin Shi raised his head, gaze locking onto Xu Dong, his soles snapping like bowstrings, launching a tall, arrow-straight figure.

Wu wu!

Like a gale striking impact, in the blink of an eye, a slender yet powerful palm pressed toward Xu Dong.

True Yuan One Qi adhered to the palm heart, like a dense rotating wind sphere, swallowing endless air currents.

"Ridiculous! My 'Tiger Tank Body' is B+ grade teaching material! It not only contains 'Cannon Fist' and 'Tread Step', but also the horizontal training 'Anti-Strike Armor Body'!"

Xu Dong halted his steps, both legs planting firm, like two raw iron stakes driven steadily into the ground.

Immediately after, his head tilted back, then slammed forward violently, like a furious hammer meeting Qin Shi!

He did not believe he could have his guard broken by an Old Martial Arts Shen Neng Xi rookie whose Life Force Development level wasn't even high!

Dong!

Like a siege hammer striking a bronze wall!

"So hard!"

Qin Shi's figure shook violently; even with twelve Flood Dragon Tendons protecting his body, layer upon layer weakening the force, his palm turned sore and numb, his skeleton reverberating.

Xu Dong was even more shocked — a flesh-and-blood body could actually clash head-on with his "Tiger Tank"?

You must know, he had long since pushed this B+ grade teaching material to the fifth layer.

It was already progress far ahead of the other Year Two martial dao students!

Receiving Xu Dong's headbutt head-on, Qin Shi drew a deep breath, twelve pitch-black Flood Dragon Tendons twisting and coiling, five fingers clenching tight, violent power gushing from his palm heart!

Xu Dong's face skin tightened, then heated up, then became scorching hot!

His entire head was lifted and slammed heavily into the solid ground, pressing out several thick cracks.

Once, twice, three times...

Smashed until Xu Dong saw stars in both eyes, surrounded by intense vertigo. But he wasn't as fragile as Luo Wenbin, with zero strength left to resist.

By the tenth smash, Qin Shi's movements paused slightly, as if tired.

Letting Xu Dong seize the opportunity, he glared with round eyes, both palms slapping the ground, like an armored vehicle mired in swamp giving full throttle trying to break free.

Surging Qi Life Force emitted the astonishing sound of great rivers washing, forcing Qin Shi to release his hand and drift back.

"How long has it been? He can already clash head-on with me? Qi Life Force has no reason to rise this fast?"

Xu Dong flipped up, his gaze at Qin Shi completely changed; he suspected whether this kid was a pure Old Martial Arts practitioner.

"Wouldn't be secretly doing acupuncture and drugs, that draining-the-pond-to-catch-fish routine, right?"

He regulated his breathing, relying on the "Anti-Strike Armor Body's" powerful physical body; the wretched encounter just now actually only scraped off a layer of skin, not truly breaking his defense.

"If I cultivate to the tenth layer great perfection, skin membrane tough as 110mm nickel alloy steel, forget fists, even letting you spray machine gun fire for a whole day would be fine!"

Xu Dong instilled in himself an invincible belief of certain victory, letting that steel torrent's ten-thousand-li sweeping tyrannical momentum condense again.

He strode forward in big steps, rapidly closing in, like a metal monster of dozens of tons, right palm pinched and clenched into a fist, pressing down on Qin Shi without any flourish.

Cannon Fist method: rise must be horizontal, strike must be close, Qi must be urged!

Xu Dong's this punch was like a solid steel pillar falling from high sky, splitting the sticky air waves on both sides, immense momentum and heavy force landing on Qin Shi's shoulder.

"This guy has quite some experience."

Qin Shi observed the opponent using right fist as cannon strike, left hand pressing waist, clearly waiting for him to dodge, to continue the offensive.

This way, the move wouldn't hit air, Qi wouldn't drop, and he wouldn't be caught in a flaw.

In comparison, the four-corner underwear naked man Luo Wenbin who lost earlier was far too green.

"But this is virtual duel..."

Qin Shi urged Qi Sense operation, twelve pitch-black Flood Dragon Tendons penetrating mortal body, both claws like coiling around shoulders, coordinating with 【Muscle Memory】 to simulate daily power explosion.

Same right arm gathering force, but transforming fist into palm, True Yuan One Qi layer upon layer accumulating, as if twisting atmosphere, rippling out visible shock fluctuations.

"Trading injury for injury? A stale tactic! You fundamentally can't break my defense..."

Xu Dong's thoughts flashed like lightning, seeing through Qin Shi's intent, sneering incessantly.

Fifth layer Anti-Strike Armor Body, ordinary physical blunt weapons swords hammers axes, completely unable to cause lethal damage.

Just like cold weapon era infantry and cavalry trying to stop a tank breakthrough.

And Old Martial Arts early stage Heart Intent Imagery can only refine those mediocre ordinary things.

Compared to New Martial Arts' unbridled imagination, the gap is too vast!

But Xu Dong's thought had barely risen before a trace of intense shock jumped in his eyes.

His cannon fist struck horizontally down, directly smashing Qin Shi's arm to pieces, yet the latter's palm also solidly struck his neck.

Qin Shi's arm turned into mashed meat pulp, revealing half a section of ghastly white bone, but Xu Dong's head suddenly loosened, neck blood gushing like a spring.

"How did he break defense? Impossible!"

Before Xu Dong's head fell to the ground, both eyes filled with bewilderment.

"Uncultured. Air current rotational movement is wind. Vortex oscillation is also wind!"

Qin Shi pressed down each possible breath shorter than half a second; just that one strike earlier, his heart pounded violently, almost bursting.

Wind Fist Style's Heart Momentum Qi Jin, under True Yuan One Qi blessing, was no longer the previous heavy and sluggish, or spiraling cutting monotonous offense, but became ultra-high-frequency oscillation fluctuations.

His palm was like a low-end degraded high-frequency vibrating blade; though it might not slash open 110mm thick Tiger Tank, plucking off Xu Dong's head was more than enough.

"Today, is Old Martial Arts' victory!"

Qin Shi pressed on his severed arm wound, standing tall on the platform, by his ear came... noisy applause and cheers.

He turned his head to look; on the audience stands of the arena there was only a single streak of light and shadow, and he couldn't tell who it was.

"We won! Holy shit! We actually won!"

Luo Wenbin felt that even getting into Qiguang Heng University hadn't been as thrilling as this moment.

"Hurry up and post! Hurry up and post! Xu Dong, you disgrace of the Martial Arts Department! Just wait to be settled with!"

Amid his wild joy, he couldn't help but keep watching the silver-haired figure preparing to exit the room.

"Last time he won, he could still talk tough and explain it away as good luck, guessing my attack path.

But this time, he only fought Xu Dong once, lost once, then won head-on... Is the Martial Arts Department of Qiguang Heng University about to welcome its darkest school start?"

(Chapter End)