Chapter 75: Third Killing Technique: Rock Burst Drill! (Please Follow!)

December 31, 2045, the final day of the year.

“Ding ling ling!”

“Class dismissed!”

Yan Hong turned off the projector and left with her textbook.

The elite class students began packing up and departing one by one.

“Tonight’s New Year’s Eve—finally a good night’s rest.”

“I made plans with friends to eat hotpot at Wanda Plaza and celebrate together.”

Everyone discussed their plans for the evening.

“Qi Ge, how are you spending New Year’s Eve?” Jiang Tao asked curiously.

Lin Qi packed away his textbooks: “I’ll go home for dinner, then come back to train. Even if it’s just one night off, I won’t let my martial path slip.”

Jiang Tao was stunned: “Come on, Qi Ge, you’re pushing too hard.”

He shook his head: “Anyway, I’ve got to go home and spend time with Amiao!”

The two left school together, riding their bicycles home.

Fifteen minutes later

“Click!”

Lin Qi turned the handle and opened the door; a rich aroma rushed to meet him.

The air was thick with pungent smoke—the scent he loved most.

In the kitchen, his mother Fang Huiyi, wearing an apron, carried out a large bowl of steaming live fish stew.

The dining table was already piled high with dishes.

“Xiao Qi’s back—everything’s your favorite,” Lin Zhen smiled, carrying out a bowl of rice.

Lin Qi sat down; the table held stir-fried pork with green peppers, shredded potatoes, braised eggplant, spicy cabbage, spicy chicken, and the live fish stew.

All his favorites—he loved spicy food.

Their hometown was Sichuan Province, but both sets of grandparents had come to Cang Province to work when they were young.

“Eat, Xiao Qi—you don’t come home often, don’t tire yourself out,” Fang Huiyi said, placing food on his plate.

Lin Qi nodded, grabbed his full bowl of rice, and devoured it eagerly.

Watching him eat, Lin Zhen and Fang Huiyi smiled.

Half an hour later, the weather in Tianhai City had grown completely dark.

“I’m heading back to school to train!”

After dinner, Lin Qi stood up, packed his things, and prepared to return to school.

Lin Zhen opened his mouth to protest, but Fang Huiyi tugged his sleeve.

“Mom, after this final exam, I’ll get an A-class contract!”

Looking at his parents clearing the dishes, Lin Qi suddenly said.

“Go ahead—we believe in you!” Lin Zhen patted Lin Qi’s shoulder and smiled.

A few minutes later

Through the window, Lin Zhen and Fang Huiyi watched under the dim night; the orange glow of streetlights illuminated Lin Qi’s figure as he rode his bicycle out of sight, leaving only a long shadow behind.

……

At the main gate of No. 2 High School.

The gatekeeper watched Lin Qi enter the campus and sighed:

“Isn’t that Lin Qi, top ten in grade? Even on New Year’s Eve, he’s coming back to train—what dedication.”

“If I’d been this hardworking in my youth, I wouldn’t be a security guard now.”

……

Lin Qi walked through the empty school; only a few classrooms in the teaching buildings glowed with light.

Lin Qi entered his martial arts room, changed into his training uniform, took a stamina potion, and coated his entire body with Blood Red Ointment.

This time, he applied twice the usual amount—he’d used up all four bottles last month.

A few days ago, the second batch of resources arrived; though it lacked Blue Marrow Potion,

the supply of Blood Red Ointment had doubled.

Enough for him to train four times a day.

“Huh~”

Feeling the familiar heat spread through his body, Lin Qi took a deep breath and gripped his training spear.

“Too light!”

“As my strength grows, this seven- or eight-pound spear is too light—I need a heavier one.”

Lin Qi thought to himself; he planned to buy a new heavy spear after the final exam to aid his training.

“Huh~”

As his body warmed, he began swinging the spear.

Cold light flashed, spears danced, the tip trembling as it pierced the air in rapid succession.

“Shua shua~”

Lin Qi unleashed the Water Drop Spear Art with frenzy; each movement resembled a fluid droplet, combining speed and technique into devastating power.

“Just a little more!”

Lin Qi swung the spear, his expression resolute, his mind racing.

Yesterday at the Chi Arena, he’d matched against numerous strong opponents starting from Guo Heng; using the Water Drop Spear Art, he’d gained deeper insight into this lightning-fast technique.

Especially one move—the Water Vortex Spin!

Its power delivery felt strikingly similar to the third killing technique of the Mountain Shatter Spear Art.

Now, practicing again, the resemblance was clearer, offering him new revelations.

Lin Qi kept practicing this move.

After dozens of repetitions, he felt his mind brewing something—he suddenly switched techniques.

He switched to the Mountain Shatter Spear Art, starting from the first form, flowing into each move, then into the two killing techniques.

His overheated body ached painfully, as if burning from within, yet he felt boundless energy.

His entire mind burned with excitement, as if something was about to burst forth.

He kept practicing the Mountain Shatter Spear Art.

Outside the martial arts room, the air was cold; inside, thick white steam rose.

Only the wind’s howl filled the air.

!

The silence plunged Lin Qi completely into the spear art.

He didn’t know how many times he’d practiced the Mountain Shatter Spear Art—ten? Fifty? A hundred?

Then, in an instant, his body shuddered—like a volcano erupting, lava spewing—insight exploded forth.

“Boom!”

Lin Qi’s eyes snapped wide open, as if a flash of brilliance had pierced them.

He swung the Mountain Shatter Spear Art again—but his power delivery had subtly changed.

He exerted force through his wrist, storing energy within, his body still, holding for one second before unleashing it.

Lin Qi channeled his strength; it surged like a volcanic eruption toward the spear tip, compressing the surrounding air into solidity.

The spear tip became a furious drilling dragon, the shaft vibrating violently, emitting piercing whistles.

“Chii~”

As the spear pierced forward, faint sounds of rock cracking echoed—the sound of air being torn apart.

The spear thrust as if it could pierce the hardest rock, its force capable of shattering a thousand juns, utterly dominant.

Wherever it passed, all obstacles seemed crushed to dust.

Third Killing Technique—Rock Burst Drill!

“Boom!”

Lin Qi unleashed his full strength with the killing technique.

[In grueling training, you endured pain, your blood qi improved, blood qi +0.02]

[Through grueling training, you mastered the third killing technique of the Mountain Shatter Spear Art, spear art proficiency greatly increased, spear art +3%]

[You mastered the third killing technique, body movement +1%]

[Blood Qi: 9.72 → 9.74]

[Spear Art: Second Stage 8% → 11%]

[Body Movement: First Stage 99% → Second Stage 1%]

……

“Huh~”

Lin Qi exhaled, drenched in sweat, as if submerged in a pool of it.

After stopping, the heat in his body faded—the Blood Red Ointment’s effect was gone.

A wave of overwhelming fatigue surged through him, yet his eyes gleamed brightly.

“Finally… mastered it!!”

Lin Qi’s heart swelled with pride as he gripped his spear tightly.

The third killing technique—Blast Rock Drill—possessed unmatched power.

Stronger than any technique he had ever practiced.

He had no doubt that if he unleashed the third killing technique against Guo Heng, he would pierce him straight through with a single spear thrust!

This was the essence of the Shatter Mountain Spear Technique, its most powerful move.

After the excitement, he picked up his energy drink and downed three bottles in one go.

When he checked the panel again, his spear technique realm had surged dramatically, breaking past the 11% mark of Second Stage.

Even in the entire class, it was among the top.

Lin Qi’s lips curled upward.

……

A few minutes later

“Ding dong~”

The martial arts room’s doorbell rang; Lin Qi opened the door.

“Brother Qi, surprise!”

Jiang Tao stood at the threshold, the bright light illuminating his radiant smile.

“Big Brother Qi!”

Beside him, a stunning figure with delicate, refined features—Jiang Miaoyin—waved cheerfully.

“Taozi, Amiao, what are you two doing here?”

Lin Qi frowned in confusion.

……

(End of Chapter)