Chapter 239: Crushing Victory (Requesting Monthly Votes)

"Haa!!"

Amidst the broken walls and rubble, on the wide cement road.

As the battle began, Wei Peng roared, his muscles bulging with explosive force, raising his battle-axe high, its sharp blade glinting with lethal cold light in the sun.

"Crack! Crack!"

He slammed his foot down— the cement ground instantly cracked into a spiderweb of fissures, trembling slightly as shards of stone sprayed outward.

Then he surged forward like an arrow released from a bow, striding rapidly toward Lin Qi.

The battle-axe slashed through the air with a howling wind, crashing down like a steel gate, its edge producing a faint sonic boom.

With every step he took, surrounding stones were shaken into flying debris.

The Furious Wave Axe Technique— Storm Surge Rises!

Facing this move, Lin Qi, unusually, made no counterattack; instead, his legs rooted like ancient trees into the earth, enduring the gale raging across his face.

His broad arms swung the black spear, shaking it into a whirl of spearflowers, his body spinning as if forming a circular shield.

The Golden Spear Technique— Golden Stance!

In the stands of Minghai Shanyu Wuda, the expressionless Gong Hui blinked, his face blank but his eyelids twitching in silent shock.

This is the Golden Spear Technique— absolutely this technique!

He had trained this spear style for years, knew it inside out, and never expected Lin Qi could use it too.

And it looked even more refined than his own.

Could this be any more absurd?

"Bang!!"

In an instant, axe met spear— the air exploded, terrifying force transmitting between blade and shaft.

Wei Peng's grotesque face loomed close, glaring at his prey like a starving bear that hadn't eaten in three days and nights.

Lin Qi's arms felt a monstrous force, like a hurricane of raging ocean waves crashing down with overwhelming momentum.

And another crushing force barreled straight through!

His arms began to go numb.

Such immense strength!

Lin Qi had to admit— Wei Peng's strength was truly formidable.

His battle-axe weighed over two hundred kilograms, and his power was nearly equal to his own.

A single strike like that would shatter any ordinary martial artist.

Wei Peng's expression also shifted slightly, even stunned.

He felt as if his massive axe had struck an endless, boundless earth— all his force absorbed, causing no damage.

This Lin Qi's defense is incredible— he actually blocked my full-power strike.

Wei Peng felt a bad premonition— this opponent was unfathomable.

…

In the stands of Minghai Shanyu Wuda.

Li Li Hanjiang's expression turned curious:

"Wei Peng was born with divine strength— reportedly, at age ten he already stood one point eight meters tall, with a massive, bear-like physique."

"No one his age could beat him— in raw power, he's the strongest among this year's freshmen."

"His battle-axe weighs two hundred kilograms— a casual swing can shatter giant boulders."

"He cultivates the Furious Wave Axe Technique— a style of brutal, unyielding force, where combat resembles a raging sea, movements transforming into crashing waves, layer upon layer, sweeping opponents away with mountain-collapsing, ocean-overturning force."

"Even when I fought him, I had to dissipate his force— yet I still felt my blood churn, my arms numb, organs aching."

"I only won by using my speed advantage to find an opening and strike."

"Lin Qi previously used the Meteor Spear Technique— his ideal strategy was to leverage speed, dodging attacks while draining Wei Peng's stamina, then counterattacking."

"But instead, he just chose defense— no dodging at all. I can't understand his approach."

Other geniuses from Beijiang Province in the crowd agreed— they couldn't understand Lin Qi's tactics either.

Continuing like this, it's extremely disadvantageous for him— he might even lose the match.

Not just them— many spectators were confused too.

Qiongqiong Shanyu Wuda stands.

"Wei Peng's assault is terrifying!"

"Why is Lin Qi just defending? If he keeps this up, he's definitely going to lose!"

Huo Hao Wanyang, listening to his classmate Tang Jun beside him, stared at the imposing Wei Peng, his expression grave in deep thought— he held a different view:

"Wei Peng's strength isn't weaker than mine— if I fought him head-on, it'd be a fierce clash."

"But Lin Qi's strength isn't weak either— earlier, his power completely surpassed mine."

"If Wei Peng can't finish Lin Qi in one blow, victory will be extremely difficult for him."

Huo Hao Wanyang had fought Lin Qi before— he knew well his terrifying strength: a flawless, all-around dominance.

Speed, strength, defense, stamina— he excelled in all, with virtually no weaknesses.

Even now, he had little confidence he could defeat Lin Qi.

…

On the arena, amidst the ruins, the battle continued.

Wei Peng's rugged face broke into an excited grin; he swung his battle-axe again, muscles swelling, power erupting.

Axe shadows piled thickly, like crashing tidal waves— one wave subsided, another rose instantly, giving Lin Qi no chance to breathe.

The force was heavy and brutal— the air itself seemed torn apart by his axe blade!

"Ding! Ding!!"

"Bang!!"

Lin Qi parried with his spear, steadily retreating backward, the spear and axe colliding repeatedly.

His feet left deep imprints on the ground.

"Die!!"

Wei Peng swung his axe down again, suddenly unleashing his ultimate technique to finish Lin Qi in one blow.

His entire body trembled, releasing a torrent of immense power— every muscle gathered force, streams of energy surging from within to coat his axe.

His axe technique surged to the third tier, allowing him to fully harness his muscular strength.

Power and force converged into the axe— both hands raised high, as if ready to cleave heaven and earth.

The momentum was overwhelming— like a giant bear swinging its axe, wind howling, blade slicing through the sky.

At that moment, Lin Qi's eyes sharpened, his aura erupted— he finally took this seriously.

His entire body trembled, blood surging, leg muscles tensing, energy flowing.

Just as the massive axe was about to strike him, he pushed off the ground, using the force to pivot at his waist, instantly transforming into a streak of lightning that slipped past the axe's edge— the razor blade's force whipped across his face.

"Bang!!"

Wei Peng's axe crashed down onto a massive brown boulder.

Terrifying power exploded— the boulder instantly shattered into countless flying shards.

"What?"

Wei Peng's eyes widened— his ultimate technique had been dodged?

Impossible!

He swung his axe again, sweeping it sideways in a wide arc, unleashing another deadly technique, energy exploding as if capable of slicing anything in half.

Lin Qi's muscles swelled, veins bulging— his immense strength erupted, tendons firing like a colossal wave crashing outward.

Facing Wei Peng's horizontal slash, he stomped hard, using his waist to generate force, his spine rising like a dragon's vertebrae, sinews taut as springs, exploding outward.

With both hands, he thrust his black spear upward with perfect timing, unleashing a colossal upward strike.

!

"Bang!!"

Spear met axe— the spear shaft bent, air exploded, forming a faint white shockwave that spread outward, ruffling both men's hair.

Lin Qi felt the crushing force— his arms went numb, his body involuntarily staggering back two steps.

Still expressionless, unruffled.

But Wei Peng's face changed drastically— his arms trembled, a torrent of force traveling from the axe into his limbs.

It continued battering his muscles, blood vessels, making his tendons shudder, even penetrating deep into his body.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!!"

He was thrown backward as if hit by an armored vehicle, stumbling over ten steps before finally stabilizing.

Each step left a spiderweb of cracks on the cement road.

Wei Peng felt his arms numb, trembling uncontrollably, his palms aching.

He stared at Lin Qi across from him, disbelief etched on his face— this power…

In the next instant, Lin Qi shot forward like an arrow, striking with lightning speed— his spear thrust out as if he'd practiced it millions of times.

Under his precise control, the black spear flew straight, like a black meteor plunging down to engulf Wei Peng.

The spear tip trembled, instantly stabbing out dozens of meteor-like streaks.

The Meteor Spear Technique— Ultimate Technique: Meteor Chasing the Moon!

"Ding! Ding!"

Wei Peng sensed the thick killing intent, raised his battle axe as a shield, but the spear tip pierced his wrist, piercing through his arm, blood spraying out.

The battle axe slipped from his grasp and crashed down, splitting into the concrete ground.

Wei Peng's weakness was exposed in an instant; he widened his eyes, seeing streaks of meteors slicing across the sky, glinting with cold light.

"Pupupu!!"

Only the spear tip pierced his throat, the force like a needle stabbing through his organs, blood spattering everywhere.

Even his tough skin could not resist Lin Qi's sharp spear tip.

"Bang!"

Wei Peng knelt on the ground, staring at Lin Qi.

"You've done your best!"

"Too bad you're still no match for me," Lin Qi said calmly, looking down at Wei Peng.

He watched his opponent Wei Peng dissolve into nothingness, vanishing into the air.

……

In the spectator seats of Minghai Military University.

Wei Peng was teleported back, his body radiating a terrifying aura from head to toe.

Those around him dared not speak to him.

Wei Peng's face was so dark it seemed ready to drip, filled with fury and confusion.

He had lost—but to lose so easily was unbearable, even making him question his very life.

Faced with Wei Peng's furious onslaught, Lin Qi had only defended, leading Wei Peng to believe Lin Qi lacked strength.

But when the other side unleashed his power, with one flash and one strike, the tide turned—he could not forget Lin Qi's upward spear thrust, which shattered his prized strength in an instant.

He was no match for Lin Qi at all.

He had lost again; the title of Top Graduate had become a joke right now.

……

【Round One: Lin Qi (Cangqiong) Wins!】

Above the arena, an AI voice announced the final result.

"Let us congratulate Student Lin Qi on his first victory," said Xu Xu Wenji.

He himself was deeply surprised—Lin Qi had won far too easily.

"Clap clap!!"

The spectator seats erupted instantly into thunderous applause and shouts.

"Incredible! So strong!"

"Wei Peng, the Top Graduate, is no match for Lin Qi at all."

"He barely moved his hand, and that was already his limit."

"One spear thrust to repel Wei Peng—who can do that?"

The spectator seats were in an uproar; the battle's progression had shocked everyone—everyone had expected a fierce clash, but it ended far too quickly.

Huo Hao Wanyang exhaled a deep breath, his expression grave: "How did Lin Qi do that?"

"Just how strong is his power now?"

He was lost in confusion—he had already taken Lin Qi seriously, yet still underestimated him.

Could he even beat Lin Qi now?

……

(End of Chapter)