[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-how-do-we-play-if-this-boss-isn-t-nerfed":3,"chapter-how-do-we-play-if-this-boss-isn-t-nerfed-how-do-we-play-if-this-boss-isn-t-nerfed-chapter-42":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","How Do We Play If This Boss Isn't Nerfed?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1618117,2083,"Chapter 42: Why Is Your Head So Pointy?","how-do-we-play-if-this-boss-isn-t-nerfed-chapter-42",42,"\u003Cp>Before long, the three top students Sun Qian had called out stepped forward, each with a different expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were Wei Feng, Zhao Jin, and Xiong Qihong from Class One, corresponding to the 12th through 10th ranks in the grade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ye flexed his wrists and walked back onto the arena platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His first opponent was the 12th-ranked Wei Feng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also used a saber as his weapon. With a well-proportioned build and a steady aura, he was clearly a balanced speed-and-power type, just like Lin Ye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please, guide me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Feng cupped his fist in his palm, his eyes sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no more idle talk. As soon as Sun Qian announced the start,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the battle erupted instantly!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Feng shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bow, his battle saber carving a sharp arc through the air as it chopped straight for Lin Ye’s face!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind from the blade howled, its momentum immense and heavy!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ye’s expression remained calm. With a shift of his feet, he brought his staff up to block, the tip striking the flat of his opponent’s saber with precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crisp ring of metal on metal echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tyrannical force traveled up the saber, making Wei Feng’s arm go numb. But he reacted in a flash, twisting his wrist with the momentum and sliding the blade down the staff to slice horizontally at Lin Ye’s waist!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ye changed his move at the speed of light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He switched from a one-handed to a two-handed grip, blocking again with the horizontal staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the very first exchange, Lin Ye could clearly feel it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This person’s skill level was more than just a notch or two above the previous two opponents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their figures crossed rapidly on the platform, flashes of saber and staff clashing relentlessly, producing a series of dense, explosive sounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Feng’s saber style was bold and sweeping, yet it combined both speed and power. Every strike carried the determination to sever anything in its path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Lin Ye’s Staff Skill was more fluid and seamless. Facing his opponent’s tempestuous assault, his defense was watertight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Such a fast staff!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wei Feng’s rapid-saber tactic is actually useless!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The students below were dazzled. They realized that Lin Ye wasn’t using the extreme offensive tempo he had displayed before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Against a more aggressive opponent, he had adopted a defensive, counter-attacking rhythm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kid from Class Seven wasn’t just a tempest on offense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His defense was also watertight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even a reckless brute like Wei Feng, who only attacked and never defended, couldn’t find an opportunity or a flaw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sustained offense was undoubtedly a massive drain on stamina.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Feng’s explosive fighting style was all about a three-pronged initial assault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once that assault was over, he would instantly find his strength failing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ye finally caught an opening and switched from defense to offense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A heavy blow from the staff smashed directly onto Wei Feng’s right shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Feng cried out in pain and hurriedly retreated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could stabilize himself, Lin Ye was on him like a shadow, his staff moves flowing in a continuous, relentless stream. One heavy, precise blow followed another, raining down on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wei Feng didn’t give up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though defense wasn’t his strong suit, he persevered and blocked most of the attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately for him, once Lin Ye had seized the opportunity,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he unleashed an offensive tempo even more aggressive than Wei Feng’s had been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The students watching from the sidelines felt a chill run down their spines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suffocating!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was too suffocating!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’This guy from Class Seven... he’s really something else!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Wei Feng’s defense completely crumbled. Lin Ye’s staff swept him across the side of his waist, sending him flying sideways off the platform. He struggled a few times but couldn’t get back up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ye retracted his staff and stood tall, his chest heaving slightly. Sweat beaded on his temples, and a red mark from a grazing saber strike was visible on his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had won, but not unscathed. The fight had taken a considerable toll on his stamina.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Next.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Giving Lin Ye little chance to rest, Sun Qian immediately called for the next person to take the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a ten-second interval, however.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ye’s condition had mostly recovered by the time the second battle began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Jin’s weapon was quite special: a Nine-Section Whip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a flick of his wrist, Zhao Jin brought the steel Nine-Section Whip to life. It moved like a venomous snake, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Nine-Section Whip rattled as the tip whistled through the air, lashing toward Lin Ye’s ankle from an extremely tricky angle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ye’s eyes narrowed, and he lifted his foot to dodge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His opponent’s Qi and Blood had been tempered by a Cultivation Technique, and its density far surpassed that of anyone Lin Ye had faced before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every lash of the whip carried a gust of wind with extremely strong piercing power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was more troublesome was that a flexible weapon like the Nine-Section Whip had an unpredictable attack trajectory. Its raw power might have been less than other weapons,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but in terms of flexibility and variability, it far outclassed conventional weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Jin’s martial skill level was clearly high. The steel whip in his hands would sometimes thrust like a spear and at other times entangle like a flail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The novelty of the weapon caught Lin Ye completely off guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, the platform was filled with the flying shadow of the whip. Lin Ye was forced to constantly move and dodge, and he still took a few lashes from time to time, looking somewhat battered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Class Seven kid’s speed advantage is being suppressed!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zhao Jin’s Nine-Section Whip is the ultimate counter to close-quarters combat! I’ve almost never seen anyone get the better of it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bro, stop talking nonsense. The Class Seven guy is using a staff, which is already a long weapon. How are the fist fighters supposed to survive?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as everyone thought Lin Ye was about to be worn down and defeated, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes as he broke his pattern of passive evasion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’I can’t let this continue.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Right now, I’m moving to his rhythm.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’If I can’t get close and establish my own tempo, if all I do is keep dodging...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’I’ll never be able to win.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Zhao Jin lashed out, the whip sweeping toward Lin Ye’s chest, Lin Ye neither dodged nor evaded. He took the hit head-on!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PFFT!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The steel whip struck Lin Ye’s body, and even with protective gear, a bloody gash was instantly visible to the naked eye!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ye flinched in pain but used that brief opportunity to close the distance with his opponent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Jin was shocked and hurriedly tried to retract the whip to defend himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Lin Ye was too fast!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once Lin Ye got in close, the advantage of the Nine-Section Whip vanished completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Zhao Jin’s fundamentals were solid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with Lin Ye in close quarters,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he still used the steel whip to maintain a watertight defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, Lin Ye found himself unable to gain any real advantage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing such an opponent, Lin Ye finally played his last trump card.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaotic Staff Style!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ye’s staff movements immediately became bizarre and unpredictable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Jin’s expression changed. He had just seen Lin Ye’s staff clearly move to sweep his legs, but in the next instant, it had transformed into a thrust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He barely managed to dodge the attack with a backward step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the next strike came immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was another one of those roguish staff moves—no discipline, no form, the kind of wild flailing meant to overwhelm a seasoned master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This completely threw Zhao Jin for a loop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’The textbooks never said what to do in a situation like this!!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scales of battle finally began to tip in Lin Ye’s favor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After more than ten minutes, Zhao Jin’s stamina was the first to hit its limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, just as Lin Ye’s staff was about to crack him on the head, he surrendered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hah... hah...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ye leaned on his wooden staff with one hand, panting heavily. He was soaked in sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All over his body, in the places where the whip had struck, his training uniform was torn, seeping with traces of blood. His face was also a little pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was, by all appearances, a narrow victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it looked like he was completely spent, an arrow at the end of its flight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, this exhausted appearance was just an act Lin Ye was putting on for everyone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’If I don’t make it look convincing, people will really think I’m a monster.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Lin Ye on the verge of collapsing from exhaustion, Sun Qian revealed a sinister smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at Chen Meng, who was standing beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Trying to win three consecutive gauntlet matches? Chen Meng, your arrogance will only lead your student to a miserable defeat!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Xiong Qihong, you’re up!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Qian gave Lin Ye no time to rest, immediately calling up the last person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ye raised his head and looked toward his final opponent below the platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a giant of a man, over 2.2 meters tall, with knotted muscles all over his body, built like an iron pagoda.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face was fleshy and fierce, and his head was bald. He didn’t look particularly bright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His frame was even a size larger than Chen Meng’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Ye was a little speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Seriously, man, how many drugs did you take?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiong Qihong walked onto the platform carrying two enormous Mountain Axes. With every step, the entire stage let out a heavy, muffled THUD.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You! Just give up!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t want to bully a little guy!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiong Qihong pointed his right battle-axe at Lin Ye, his voice booming like it came from inside a jar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with his opponent’s provocation, Lin Ye just smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dude, what kind of dragon did you fight to get that big?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Also, why’s your head so pointy?\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1686,"2026-06-06T10:31:47.603Z",1,"novelbin.me","128f9b741504eadbeed0745d4cff630438e6e4f4240696bc1bfb6969502325dc","how-do-we-play-if-this-boss-isn-t-nerfed-chapter-43","how-do-we-play-if-this-boss-isn-t-nerfed-chapter-41",250,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhow-do-we-play-if-this-boss-isn-t-nerfed-cover.jpg"]