Chapter 455: Qin Qin Zhulu's Great Battle Against Sun Sun Dasheng

Somewhere in the mountains and forest.

Boom!

Extremely violent phase-power fluctuations erupted within with a thunderous roar, trees were ripped out by the roots, and the earth was torn open with crack after crack.

On a hillside, Lü Qing'er and Yin Yin Yue both wore solemn expressions as they watched the battle within the forest. The two figures there emanated astonishing murderous aura, clashing with extreme ferocity and viciousness like two primeval fierce beasts.

Within the One Star Hall of the Sacred Phoenix Star Academy, only Li Luo, who had now begun to reveal the wonders of his dual phases, could suppress Qin Qin Zhulu by a margin. Yet the battle before them left both Lü Qing'er and Yin Yin Yue unable to stop themselves from being moved.

Because they realized that from the very start of this battle, Qin Qin Zhulu had been suppressed by his opponent.

Even the murderous aura that Qin Qin Zhulu took pride in seemed to be a notch weaker than his opponent's.

Lü Qing'er's gaze fixed on the opposite side of Qin Qin Zhulu. There, grayish-white phase-power rose like beacon smoke, and within the rolling phase-power, a figure whose burly build was in no way inferior to Qin Qin Zhulu's could be seen. It was a youth with a coarse, even somewhat ugly face, wielding a golden staff. As the staff swept through the air, the piercing shrieks of wind-splitting nearly echoed throughout the entire forest.

And at this moment, this golden-staff youth's face carried a fervent battle intent, his eyes filled with arrogance and ferocity.

"If I'm not mistaken, that person is probably Sun Sun Dasheng of the Sacred Mountain Academy." Lü Qing'er's willow brows knit tightly as she said in a low voice.

Yin Yin Yue's expression changed. Of course she had heard Sun Sun Dasheng's name—this man was listed among the three hottest championship favorites, his fame resounding through every academy.

"How unlucky." She said with a bitter smile. Shortly after landing, they had run right into the other side. That Sun Sun Dasheng was extremely arrogant, and his battle-mad personality was a perfect match for Qin Qin Zhulu's. When these two met, there was no need to say what the outcome would be.

What are you looking at?

I'm looking at you.

Want to fight?

Just want to fight.

So they started fighting right away.

Although the other party was a hot championship favorite, as long as he could fight, Qin Qin Zhulu wouldn't care who you were—it was nothing more than going all-out to kill.

So the two of them only exchanged glances for an instant, didn't even swap names, and the battle began.

Lü Qing'er and Yin Yin Yue had no way to help either, because Sun Sun Dasheng's teammates were watching them from not far away, and there was more than one team at that... but the other side hadn't made a move against them, clearly waiting for Sun Sun Dasheng to fight to his heart's content before coming to deal with them.

The other side should have guessed that they would call for reinforcements, but they didn't seem to have much wariness.

That was normal. After all, with a powerful combatant like Sun Sun Dasheng, as long as they didn't run into the Holy Bright King Academy, they had the confidence to clash head-on with any academy.

"Hopefully Li Luo gets here soon. With him around, that Sun Sun Dasheng wouldn't dare be so arrogant." Lü Qing'er sighed.

Yin Yin Yue said nothing, but a trace of worry remained in her eyes. Although Li Luo was also very strong, this Sun Sun Dasheng was one of the three hottest championship favorites.

If he came, could he really keep Sun Sun Dasheng in check?

While the two women were speaking, on a hillside not far away, two small squads from the Sacred Mountain Academy gathered here, their gazes locked on the two women.

"Captain Lu, shouldn't we go eliminate them first?" a member of the Sacred Mountain Academy said.

The leader of the group was a thin, wiry youth. He said somewhat helplessly, "You all know the boss's personality—everything has to be fought out to his satisfaction first. But that guy on the other side is pretty impressive too, actually managing to stir up some of the boss's battle intent. If it were an ordinary person, the boss probably wouldn't be interested in making a move."

"Since the boss has already started fighting, let's just wait for him to finish. Otherwise we'll get complaints about interfering, and we'll get a scolding for sure."

Hearing this, the others could only nod helplessly. They knew their fierce captain's temperament all too well.

Everything else is inferior; only fighting feels good.

Boom!

Within the forest, two figures collided like fierce beasts. The heavy spear and golden staff became a skyful of afterimages, wrapped in shrieking fierce winds, clashing head-on again and again with the most ferocious posture.

Without the slightest retreat.

However, under this extremely hard-man collision, the golden-staff side clearly held a considerable advantage. With every exchange, Qin Qin Zhulu's figure would be sent staggering back a step by the force, and bloodstains appeared on the palm gripping the heavy spear.

But Qin Qin Zhulu didn't show the slightest fear. The fervor in his eyes instead grew stronger and stronger. On the surface of his burly frame, the golden tiger-stripes grew brighter and brighter, and his eyes turned crimson as well.

Every strike was accompanied by a primeval tiger's roar that shook the soul.

The formidable enemy before him was almost one he had never encountered before, but it also brought him an unprecedented exhilaration. This feeling was even more satisfying than when he fought Li Luo, because even Li Luo wouldn't match his frenzy with him.

Qin Qin Zhulu had always thought he was fierce enough, but now he realized there was always someone fiercer. The man before him was fiercer than him!

This feels so good!

Qin Qin Zhulu's eyes turned crimson. He suddenly tightened his grip on the heavy spear, and fresh blood splattered out, landing on the spear tip. Immediately the heavy spear turned blood-red. The phase-power within his body erupted without reservation at this moment, directly forming a fierce tiger light-shadow behind him, as overwhelming murderous aura swept through.

"Tiger Demon!"

Qin Qin Zhulu laughed wildly and thrust his spear. The demon tiger light-shadow behind him transformed into flowing light and merged into the heavy spear. Instantly that thrust seemed to become as heavy as a thousand catties, even making the void tremble slightly, while the ground beneath his feet began to crack with fissure after fissure.

Opposite Qin Qin Zhulu, Sun Sun Dasheng sensed the power erupting from Qin Qin Zhulu's spear thrust, and his eyes immediately lit up. He grinned and said, "Not bad, not bad, what a powerful thrust!"

Then he took a step forward, and the ground beneath his feet cracked open.

Grayish-white phase-power whistled out from within his body, likewise forming a giant grayish-white ape light-shadow behind him. That ape was equally savage, its murderous aura in no way weaker than Qin Qin Zhulu's Gold-Devouring Demon Tiger Phase.

Upper eighth-grade, Stone Ape Phase!

"Three Staffs of the Ape King, Mountain-Moving Staff!"

Sun Sun Dasheng laughed loudly as his golden staff whistled out. In that instant, phase-power gushed forth, as if a light-shadow flickered in and out of view—it seemed to be a giant ape ten thousand zhang tall, shouldering a massive staff, and at one end of the staff, a mountain peak was actually being lifted.

Boom!

The golden staff whistled through the air, colliding fiercely with Qin Qin Zhulu's ferociously unmatched Tiger Demon heavy spear.

Extremely violent phase-power shockwaves ravaged outward, directly carving out an empty patch in the forest. Everything within that area was utterly destroyed.

When the shockwave erupted, Qin Qin Zhulu's figure was sent flying backward, then scraped a long trail along the ground.

At this moment, he was covered in fresh blood, but his palm still gripped the heavy spear tightly. He panted heavily. Even though his injuries were quite severe, his eyes still maintained their fervent battle intent, and he slowly stood up bit by bit, laughing loudly toward Sun Sun Dasheng's direction: "Again!"

Sun Sun Dasheng wiped the bloodstains from his palm and looked at the battle-intent-thriving Qin Qin Zhulu with some surprise. "If we keep fighting, you won't be able to hold on."

Although he had also taken some damage, it was clearly far lighter than Qin Qin Zhulu's.

"Long-winded." Qin Qin Zhulu spat out a mouthful of bloody foam.

Sun Sun Dasheng grinned and said, "Alright then, I'll grant your wish. Friend, your strength has earned my recognition. You should be the strongest in the One Star Hall of the Sacred Phoenix Star Academy, right?"

Qin Qin Zhulu curled his lip and said, "Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not the strongest."

Sun Sun Dasheng was stunned. "There's someone in the Sacred Phoenix Star Academy stronger than you? That can't be right."

Although Qin Qin Zhulu was at a disadvantage in his clash with him, the opponent's combat strength was by no means negligible; if not for his own phase force being slightly superior, actually fighting would have cost him an enormous price even if he won.

But according to Qin Qin Zhulu's words, is there someone in the First Courtyard of the Sacred Zhu Xuan Star Academy stronger than him?

Could that mean they're on par with my Sun Sun Dasheng?

Yet I've never heard of the Sacred Zhu Xuan Star Academy producing someone this strong.

Though puzzled, Sun Sun Dasheng didn't want to think too much about it—he clenched his golden staff tightly; the time was nearly up. He'd better eliminate this man first and begin his true mission.

Gray-white phase force erupted again.

But just as Sun Sun Dasheng was about to launch another attack, his pupils suddenly contracted—he looked up and saw, from the distant forest, a blade of light so sharp it tore through the sky, slashing toward his position with the speed of thunder.

Sun Sun Dasheng swung his golden staff violently, meeting the piercing blade head-on.

Clang!

At the moment of impact, Sun Sun Dasheng's expression shifted slightly—he realized the phase force within this blade was even stronger than Qin Qin Zhulu's had been; worse, the blade radiated formidable penetration, and caught off-guard, he nearly had his own phase force pierced through.

Fortunately, he ultimately used his overwhelming strength to fully neutralize it.

Then Sun Sun Dasheng turned his solemn gaze toward the direction the blade had come from, where figures emerged leaping from the forest, swiftly descending toward this spot.

After a dozen breaths, a tall, slender figure landed ahead.

"Friend, if you're so eager to fight, let me keep you company, how about it?"

Li Luo gazed at the burly man gripping the golden staff, then at the slightly injured Qin Qin Zhulu—he instantly understood the man's identity, and smiled faintly, his tone calm and unhurried, showing not a trace of fear.

Sun Sun Dasheng's arrogant gaze fixed on Li Luo, lingering on his face for a second, then his brow furrowed.

"You look so good-looking—can you even fight?"