134: Chapter 134 One-Punch Man, Physical Overwhelming, The Fateful Finale

"Big Brother! Master! You are my own master! I beg you, that money... we really can't afford to pay it back!"

The casino manager was crying and snotting, his pants nearly wet with urine.

He knelt on the ground, snot and tears streaming down his face, his pale complexion looking like he had just been fished out of a deep fryer.

Zhang Wei was so excited his fat was trembling, and he grabbed Lin Qi.

"Brother Seven! Look at this kid! What kind of thing is this! Paying debts is only natural! What do you mean you can't afford to pay?!"

Lin Qi ignored Zhang Wei, merely looking up from an ancient book, his gaze sweeping calmly over the kneeling manager.

The manager felt a chill in his heart, as if he were being stared at by an ancient Vicious Beast. He immediately fell silent, his body shaking like chaff.

"How many billions?" Lin Qi's voice carried a hint of weariness.

It wasn't as if he hadn't seen money before.

The dividends from the Thunder Ruins gambling matches had long since made the amount in his account astonishing.

Thus, he reacted flatly to such astronomical figures.

The manager tremblingly held up a finger:

"Twelve... twelve billion Federal Credits. Master Lin, your odds were ten thousand to one! All the liquid capital of our casino combined is barely enough to cover the fraction!"

Twelve billion.

Lin Qi raised an eyebrow.

This amount was indeed a bit large; emptying out a large underground casino was quite ruthless.

He pondered for a moment.

Seeing that Lin Qi didn't speak, Zhang Wei thought he had softened, and became anxious:

"Brother Seven! Don't listen to his nonsense! Why shouldn't we take what we won?! Everyone saw you flick Zhao Lei away for dozens of meters! This was won with real skill!"

"Shut up." Lin Qi said lightly.

Zhang Wei immediately behaved himself and stood obediently to the side.

Lin Qi looked at the manager, his tone devoid of emotion:

"Twelve billion. I'll take ten billion. You keep the remaining two billion."

The manager was stunned. He thought Lin Qi would want it all, or even more.

"Tha... Thank you, Master Lin! Thank you, Master Lin, for your mercy!" He kowtowed like he was pounding garlic, his voice filled with the relief of someone who had survived a disaster.

Lin Qi didn't look at him again.

By taking ten billion, he could ensure his wealth accumulated rapidly without completely killing off this "leek."

Long-term gains are the true way.

"Alright, get lost." Lin Qi waved his hand as if shooing away an annoying fly.

The manager, as if granted amnesty, scrambled away with his bodyguards, leaving the resting area.

Zhang Wei watched the manager's retreating back, somewhat puzzled, and leaned close to Lin Qi:

"Brother Seven, are you just going to let him go? He almost scammed us out of twelve billion!"

Lin Qi closed the ancient book, cast his gaze toward the arena, and a faint arc curved at the corner of his mouth.

"He will carve today's lesson deep into his bones."

"In the future, he will only fear me more, and be more... cooperative with me."

Zhang Wei thought about it, his eyes lit up, and he gave a thumbs up: "Brother Seven is wise! Using a long line to catch a big fish!"

...

The subsequent Five-Academy League became completely Lin Qi's personal show.

His battle record could be called a textbook of "violent aesthetics."

Whether it was an Ice-type mage skilled in crowd control, or a Fire-type elementalist with explosive power.

Whether it was a Summoner commanding a legion of summoned beasts, or an Agility-type assassin known for speed.

In front of Lin Qi, they all failed.

Those colorful control Spells, before they could even get within a meter of Lin Qi, would be shattered by the True Qi surging around his body and vanish into nothingness.

"Icebound Thousand Miles," "Vine Entanglement"—in front of him, they were all made of paper.

After his internal True Qi liquified, combined with the operation of [Spiral Force], he could easily pulverize all foreign energy structures.

Those tough-skinned summoned beasts were even more vulnerable before him.

One punch!

Whether it was a giant Stone Demon or a tyrannical Demon Wolf, they all exploded into sky-filling light spots.

His [Penetrating Force] and [Thunder-Shock Slash] could deliver explosive power directly into the target's interior, destroying it from the inside out.

As for the agility-type opponents, they were suppressed to death by his newly learned [Yu Step].

The speed advantage they thought they had was like a joke in front of Lin Qi.

That unreasonable "physical flash" made all the contestants who tried to "kite" him feel despair.

He didn't need any fancy Moves.

His combat was extremely boring and violent.

Walk over.

Throw a punch.

Or, kick a foot.

The fight ended right there.

This "simple and unadorned" fighting style became a unique landscape in the league.

At first, everyone found it funny.

"Haha! Look! That Blank Slate is going to hit people again!"

"Does he only know how to auto-attack? Can't he use some skills?"

But as the competition progressed, the ridicule turned into shock, and shock turned into fear.

All magic-type professionals cried.

"He is a Spell furnace! No skill can be cast in front of him!"

"Damn it! How is this still playable?!"

But soon, they discovered that Lin Qi was not just a mage-killer.

He was also the nightmare of all melee professionals.

A heavy knight known for his defense, covered from head to toe in heavy alloy armor.

Relying on his S-rank defensive talent [Indestructible Golden Body], he actively challenged Lin Qi.

"Kid! No matter how strong your Physical Body is, can it be stronger than my armor?"

The knight clamored, raising an alloy shield taller than himself, preparing to have a hard collision with Lin Qi.

The result.

Lin Qi just used a [Mountain-Leaning Strike] in an understated manner.

Boom—!

That heavy knight, along with his shield, was like a cannonball, flying sideways for more than thirty meters.

He slammed into the protective wall with a dull, loud thud, then slid to the ground, life or death unknown.

His S-rank talent was like a decoration in front of Lin Qi's pure physical strike.

On Lin Qi's System panel, his Strength attribute was still a constant "5."

But his actual explosive power had reached several tons!

This was simply a human-shaped Vicious Beast!

Unknowingly, Lin Qi had already fought his way into the finals.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

That LV.1 Blank Slate, that joke with all attributes at 5, had actually swept all the way to the finals?!

And his final opponent was none other than the captain of Longya Academy—Li Qingxuan.

Once the news was out, the entire league venue exploded.

This was the continuation of the freshman competition from two months ago!

A fated duel!

To increase the excitement, the organizers specially arranged this "Longya civil war" as the finale match.

The whole internet was paying attention.

"Too exciting! S-rank talent [Hand of the Void] versus a LV.1 Blank Slate?"

"A magic master who toys with the Law of space, and a pure physical ancient martial arts monster—the ultimate collision of spear and shield!"

"I bet on Li Qingxuan! He has space abilities; no matter how strong Lin Qi's physical attacks are, it's useless if he can't hit him!"

"Bullshit! Lin Qi's [Yu Step] is a physical flash! He can catch up to anything! I bet on Lin Qi!"

This time, no one dared to treat Lin Qi as a joke anymore.

Everyone held their breath, looking forward to this final battle.

In the Longya Academy resting area.

Li Qingxuan sat in the corner, his expression solemn.

This time, he did not underestimate his enemy in the slightest.

"Lin Qi, I admit you are strong." Li Qingxuan looked at the staff in his hand, his eyes sharp.

This staff was named [key of the void].

It could triple the power of his space-type Spells!

This was the trump card the Li family prepared for him to counter Lin Qi.

In the pre-match interview, facing the camera, Li Qingxuan said that line he had planned for a long time:

"Last time it was my carelessness, this time, I will let him understand what real space Law is."

And Lin Qi just lazily replied with one sentence.

"I hope he can take a few more punches this time."

In the preparation room.

Lin Qi closed his eyes to rest, sitting cross-legged.

True Qi surged around his body like a tide, circulating endlessly within his Dantian.

He knew Li Qingxuan had become stronger.

But he knew even better.

He had already been reborn.

Internal True Qi liquified, Silver Bone initially formed, [Yu Step] at Major Achievement.

Today, he was no longer the teenager who could only rely on [Inch Power] to blast the force-testing machine.

He slowly opened his eyes.

Deep within his pitch-black pupils, a trace of imperceptible silver light flashed.

"Li Qingxuan... I hope you don't disappoint me too much."