Chapter 136: As Soon as This Punch Is Thrown, It's Like the Sun at High Noon!

Jian Ying's eye corner twitched.

He had thought Lu Jing merely passed the seventh gate early, and should be waiting at the entrance of the eighth gate.

After all, the eighth gate requires cooperation to fight; how can it start without everyone present?

But now it seems the eighth gate's strange beast was very likely killed by him alone!

"Huu——"

Jian Ying couldn't accept it for a moment, his Blood Qi surged, and his face turned crimson.

"How could this happen...... the Dragon Imperial New Star just slipped away from me like that?"

He clenched his fists, staring intently at Lu Jing resting on the strange beast's corpse, and instantly a malicious thought arose, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

Although I'm not entirely clear on Lu Jing's true strength, being able to pass the eighth gate alone certainly means he's no ordinary person.

But even if his strength were greater, passing eight gates in such a short time surely means he didn't rest midway!

In other words, this youth before us is currently at the end of his tether.

Otherwise, why would he be sitting on the strange beast's corpse?

Lu Jing watched with interest the gloomy-faced "Shadow King," already guessing what the other was thinking.

"What? Do you have some idea about me?"

Lu Jing raised an eyebrow, speaking calmly: "If you've thought of it, go ahead and do it; don't let yourself regret it."

Jian Ying heard the mockery in Lu Jing's words, his eyes turned cold, and with a wave of his hand three black shadows rushed toward Lu Jing.

"Since you're so strong, let me try to defeat you and decide who truly is the ultimate Dragon Imperial New Star!"

As his words fell, the three black silhouettes formed a triangular formation and threw punches at Lu Jing.

Meanwhile Lu Jing merely rose slowly, seeming to be frightened silly, making no move to retaliate.

Got him!

Jian Ying's mouth curled into a cruel arc: "Surrounded by my shadows, see how you escape!"

Each black shadow possesses his equal strength; one strike will leave Lu Jing either dead or crippled!

In the meeting room.

Everyone watched as Jian Ying took the initiative to attack Lu Jing, all exchanging bewildered glances.

"How did these two start fighting?"

"Someone's anxious, right? If they win there's still hope, and Jian Ying knows that."

"Although Jian Ying is strong, he's absolutely no match for Lu Jing; he's just bringing disgrace upon himself."

These instructors all adopted a spectator's pose; after all, they aren't our province's geniuses, so it doesn't matter if they get beaten up.

Ping Zhilei was now thoroughly panicked; she hurriedly stood up and shouted loudly: "Lord Seat, this election doesn't allow students to fight each other, does it? We need to stop it at once!"

Situjun shook his head: "Don't be anxious; I think this kid Jian Ying isn't bad—why not give him another chance......"

"But Lu Jing doesn't hold back when he strikes!"

Ping Zhilei hurriedly said.

She had just witnessed Lu Jing hammering to death the wolf-headed strange beast with his own hands.

What if Lu Jing goes berserk again and beats Jian Ying to death—what then?

"No need to say more; there's a Grand Master supervising in the side dark door, so no lives will be lost!"

Situjun waved his hand, his gaze once again turning to the screen.

Ping Zhilei had no choice; she could only sit down resentfully, awaiting a miracle.

Although worried about Jian Ying's safety, since Lord Seat has spoken and given him a chance, there remains a glimmer of hope.

What if Jian Ying wins?

Lu Jing slowly rose to his feet, watching the three fists approach, and calmly clenched his hands into fists.

As his five fingers closed together, a clear sonic boom could be heard, perfectly combining power and speed!

Boom——

In the blink of an eye, he actually threw out three punches!

Fist Intent burst forth, the invisible Fist Intent directly colliding with the attack of the three black shadows!

Immediately, the three black shadows were sent flying backward.

"Hmph——"

Jian Ying let out a muffled grunt; after his shadows were injured, he directly lost nearly half of his strength, his legs going weak as he dropped to one knee.

Those three shadows, upon landing, became much more transparent, even showing signs of dissipating.

Lu Jing looked down from above at Jian Ying on the ground, his expression unchanged.

"I told you to try, and you actually did?"

Lu Jing shrugged his shoulders, feigning innocence as he teased.

"You!"

Jian Ying gritted his teeth, his hands trembling with anger.

He never imagined that his flawless strike would be so easily dispelled by Lu Jing.

Jian Ying took a deep breath, stood up, pulled a Dan Medicine from his pocket and swallowed it.

In an instant.

A rich surge of Blood Qi exploded within Jian Ying, his height instantly increasing slightly and his muscles bulging.

Afterwards, with his palms pressed together, the three black shadows merged into his body.

Instantly, a vast aura burst forth, his Blood Qi doubling!

In the meeting room.

Some experienced instructors exclaimed, "Did he take a Gathering Power Pill?"

"Gathering Power Pill? Is that the medicine which forcibly increases one's strength at the cost of burning Blood Qi?"

"This Jian Ying really went all out to win!"

Situjun shook his head, silently crossing out the name Jian Ying in his mind.

Attacking while others rest—your conduct is unacceptable!

For a moment's pride, taking a pill that damages one's foundation, and having base character—how could such a person possibly deserve the title of Dragon Imperial New Star?

"Now let's see how you can still be arrogant!"

Jian Ying grinned, full of confidence, and said, "If you've got the skill, try blocking another punch of mine!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked off the ground and his figure vanished instantly.

His confidence came not only from the strength his Blood Qi gave him, but also from his Talent Endowed trait.

After the black shadow merged into his body, it not only doubled his Blood Qi but also added spiritual damage to his attacks!

This is his ultimate trump card—this trait is unknown even to his instructor, Ping Zhilei!

"Indeed, it's somewhat interesting."

Lu Jing looked at the frenzied Jian Ying and nodded in satisfaction.

He assumed an ancient boxing stance, with streaks of golden light flashing across his body.

His gaze shifted, he stepped forward, and threw a punch straight ahead!

When this punch was thrown, it was like the sun at high noon!

Jian Ying's face lit up with joy—Lu Jing actually dared to meet him head‑on; truly, the ignorant are fearless.

Boom—

Their fists collided.

It was as if ten thousand tons of explosives detonated at once, suppressing every sound in the world.

The fist wind howled, carrying unmatched residual fury, ravaging the area around them.

Wait for the aftermath to subside.

Jian Ying's body trembled uncontrollably in disbelief, he retreated backward, and his feet left two deep grooves on the specially made floor.

Lu Jing, meanwhile, stood perfectly still, even a faint smile on his face.

"Tsk tsk, not bad—you actually blocked my casual punch; truly deserving of the title Shadow King."

Lu Jing clapped his hands, looked at the astonished Jian Ying, and began to praise.

Jian Ying halted his stance, clutching his numb arm, and exclaimed, "How could you possibly block that punch's spiritual attack? You're also a Spirit System Talent Endowed?!"