Chapter 135: One force overcomes ten techniques!

Pfft!

When the Thousand-Blade Demon Sword cut into the wolf-headed monster's shoulder, Lu Jing felt as if he were chopping stone.

A strong recoil force traveled from the blade tip to the hilt, then from his wrist to his body.

Using this recoil, Lu Jing jumped back to create distance.

"What a tough guy, a monster's close-combat ability is actually this strong; this swordsmanship is comparable to those instructors at the Martial Hall......"

Lu Jing's expression turned solemn as he circled the monster, using his mental power to probe for weaknesses.

The monster's defense is too strong; mentally controlled flying swords cannot inflict significant damage on it.

Although the Thousand-Blade Demon Sword can break through defenses, it can only slash flesh and is not fatal......

"If the Thousand-Blade Demon Sword were enhanced to level 5, that strike just now should have already severed its shoulder."

Whoosh!

As Lu Jing pulled back to think, the wolf-headed monster's silhouette vanished instantly and it launched the first attack.

In the mental power domain, its movements were slowed infinitely, and Lu Jing calmly ducked to avoid it.

The heavy, powerful crescent blade swept over Lu Jing's head; even the gust it generated stung his face.

Lu Jing gripped the sword with both hands, his figure flashing past the monster's side.

Pfft!

This slash left a wound about two fingers deep on the monster's waist!

Inside the conference room.

The instructors, still immersed in Lu Jing's punch shattering the armored door, hadn't recovered when they saw Lu Jing facing off against the final-stage monster.

Seeing the wolf-headed monster wielding its crescent blade with wind-like grace, another wave of shock rose.

"This monster is incredibly strong!"

"Not only is it strong, but it actually knows swordsmanship—Lu Jing is in trouble!"

"If he really gets cut down by a single strike, it's his own fault for being too arrogant......"

Dong Ningxue furrowed her brows, "Lord Seat, please order to halt the eighth stage examination; this monster is simply not something these students can handle!"

Situjun said nothing, merely watching the large screen silently.

"Give him a bit more time; since he dared to choose solo combat, he surely has a way to break through......"

The next second.

In the screen, Lu Jing controlled a sky-full of blades sweeping forth, yet they left only shallow scratches on the monster.

"Even weapons made of mithril can't break its defense—how are we supposed to fight?"

"In my view, even three people together couldn't match this monster!"

The instructors on site chattered, some gloating, others tense.

Ping Zhilei kept praying, "If Lu Jing falls at the eighth stage, wouldn't Jian Ying then become the top pick for Dragon Imperial New Star?"

Inside the eighth stage.

Despite appearing to be in extreme danger, Lu Jing remained calm.

"I have to say, you are the strongest opponent I've faced so far; you deserve to die under my fist."

Having said that, Lu Jing recalled the hovering flying swords and sheathed the Thousand-Blade Demon Sword.

He took a deep breath, a golden glint flashing in his eyes.

The next moment.

With the Moon-Shadow Star-Plucking Step, Lu Jing's figure vanished from the spot in an instant, leaving only a series of sonic booms.

He threw a punch; the air exploded, his fist slamming onto the wolf-headed monster like a detonating cannonball!

The terrifying force directly sent the wolf-headed monster flying backward, as if flung, and it slammed hard into the wall!

That wall, too, was built from top-tier defensive materials, yet cracks instantly appeared!

Roar——

The wolf-headed monster's crescent blade slipped from its grasp; it struggled to rise, leapt up, overlapped its hands, and unleashed a crashing punch!

"You're too slow!"

Lu Jing's disdainful voice came as he leapt to meet the monster's crashing punch.

Immediately after, the wolf-headed monster's sturdy body plummeted from midair, drenched in blood, its scale armor flaking off!

Before it even landed, Lu Jing used mental power to push off in midair, clinging to the monster like a bone-deep ulcer, closing in again.

His fist speed poured down like bullets, each punch as heavy as a meteor!

The flesh-on-flesh sensation thoroughly ignited Lu Jing's bloodlust, making his punches faster and faster!

Indeed, against such a heavily armored melee foe, fists are still the best.

"No matter how thick your hide and flesh, I'll shatter your organs with a single punch!"

The wolf-headed monster, now bereft of reason, charged Lu Jing's punch, ready to fight to the death, its sharp claws raking toward his neck.

However, this feeble attack was quickly neutralized by Lu Jing's fists.

One force overcomes ten techniques!

Lu Jing bellowed, seeming like a mad demon; at this moment he abandoned forms and techniques, relying solely on the violent fury in his heart to vent wildly!

Throw punches, throw punches, nothing but punches!

Conference room.

Everyone watched as Lu Jing, seemingly berserk, pummeled the wolf-headed monster's body into fragments with punch after punch, blood spraying.

"How did this monster suddenly become so weak?"

Looking at the monster being beaten down, an instructor asked.

Just now, Lu Jing, who clearly had a weapon, was being beaten down, but now, without a weapon, Lu Jing has the upper hand?

He brutally used his fists to press the sixth-level late-stage feral beast to the ground like a child and pummeled it!

This gave him an extremely strong sense of self-doubt.

"It's not that the feral beast became weak, but that Lu Jing's punch is too strong......"

Situjun stared intently at the big screen, "Each of his punches carries the might of a master; the damage from this punch is far greater than a slash with a blade."

Against numerous, low-defense enemies, blades and flying swords work better, but against this thick-skinned, flesh-heavy type, fists are still more effective.

Each of Lu Jing's punches made the picture shake.

With the final punch blasted out, the wolf-headed feral beast's entire body was already a bloody mess, its ferocious wolf head smashed into a broken, misaligned state.

"Hah——"

Lu Jing lowered his fists and exhaled a mouthful of turbid air.

He plopped down directly onto the feral beast's corpse.

So tired!

【Congratulations to the host for slaying the "Level 6 Feral Beast (Leader-class)", obtaining Colorless Crystal Block*12!】

【Congratulations to the host for slaying the "Level 6 Feral Beast (Leader-class)", obtaining Red Crystal Block*12】。

"The reward is not bad......"

Lu Jing, whose face was stained with the feral beast's fresh blood, smiled, his expression exceptionally gentle.

"After killing this wolf monster, the election should be over, right."

Lu Jing muttered.

Just as he was about to relax, dense footsteps came from behind.

Three black-clad figures walked out from the door, followed by a somewhat disheveled youth.

"Was it you who reached the eighth level one step ahead?"

Jian Ying was surrounded by Black Aura, his gaze hostile as he looked at Lu Jing.

He had a slight impression of this person; he seemed to be a representative sent from a province that often ranks at the bottom.

Turns out he's a dark horse......

Jian Ying's gaze swept over and saw the feral beast's corpse lying beneath Lu Jing, his pupils contracting sharply.

"Was the final gatekeeper feral beast killed by you?"