153: Chapter 153 Mountain-Crushing Force! One punch clears the field! Need a power bank!

Instructor Su Qing nodded. She stared at Lin Qi on the arena stage.

"He didn't even use a skill," Instructor Su Qing said. "He neutralized the Reflective Armor just by relying on his force-exertion technique."

Elder Mo laughed so hard his mouth wouldn't close. "This kid is a treasure! The System can't determine his attack logic; that's the most terrifying part."

On the stage, Xiao Kuangyun knelt on one knee. He panted heavily, every breath triggering sharp pain in his internal organs.

He looked down at the bloodstains on the floor, his head buzzing.

[How could I lose to a Blank Slate?] Xiao Kuangyun gritted his teeth. [I am a Genius of the Kyoto Xiao Family! My brother is the Sword Seed!]

He looked up, staring intently at Lin Qi.

Lin Qi stood a few steps away, hands in his pockets, his expression indifferent.

This dismissive attitude was driving Xiao Kuangyun mad.

"I haven't lost yet!" Xiao Kuangyun roared.

With a flick of his wrist, he grabbed a glass bottle from his storage space.

The bottle contained a crimson liquid that bubbled under the lights.

[Berserk Potion].

This item could suppress all injuries for a short time and forcibly stimulate physical potential, though the cost was an entire month of weakness after the match.

Xiao Kuangyun didn't care anymore; he only wanted to tear this Blank Slate before him into pieces.

Seeing the bottle, the commentator shouted directly into the microphone.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Look at what Xiao Kuangyun is holding!"

"It's a High-Grade Berserk Potion! Xiao Kuangyun is going all out!"

The audience erupted in excitement once again.

"I knew it! How could a top-tier Genius fall so easily!"

"Drink the potion! Kill that Blank Slate!"

"Counter-kill! We want to see a counter-kill!"

Countless gazes and livestream cameras focused on the potion in Xiao Kuangyun's hand. Everyone was anticipating a desperate counterattack.

Zhang Wei was jumping anxiously below the stage.

"Brother Seven! Don't let him drink the potion!" Zhang Wei yelled at the top of his lungs. "That thing will make him go crazy!"

Zhang Wei looked at the betting data on his terminal, his heart racing.

[This is a pool worth tens of billions! Brother Seven, you absolutely cannot fail!] Zhang Wei prayed in his heart.

Li Pojun sat in the lounge, staring at the holographic screen.

"Berserk Potion?" Li Pojun sneered. "Xiao Kuangyun really is trash. To deal with a Blank Slate, he actually has to rely on such underhanded methods."

An assistant whispered beside him, "Brother Li, Lin Qi's punch just now was too weird. Xiao Kuangyun was pushed to his limit."

"Weird?" Li Pojun looked at Lin Qi on the screen. "In the face of absolute power, no amount of weirdness matters. I want to see how Lin Qi handles a berserk Xiao Kuangyun."

On the stage, Xiao Kuangyun used his thumb to flick open the potion bottle's cap.

A pungent, bloody smell filled the air.

He opened his mouth, preparing to down the potion.

Watching Xiao Kuangyun's actions, the amused look on Lin Qi's face vanished, replaced by complete indifference.

[Doping because you can't win?] Lin Qi complained internally. [Do you really think this is a turn-based game? Giving you time to charge up your bar?]

Lin Qi felt bored.

He had played enough and wasn't going to waste any more time.

"Game over," Lin Qi said.

As soon as he spoke, Lin Qi exerted force through his feet.

Ghost Shadow Yu Step activated.

His body left an afterimage where he stood, instantly crossing the ten-meter distance to appear before Xiao Kuangyun.

He was too fast.

So fast that even the livestream cameras only captured a blurry shadow.

Xiao Kuangyun's hand holding the potion bottle froze in mid-air. He felt a blur before his eyes, and Lin Qi was already in front of him.

"You..." Xiao Kuangyun had just uttered one word.

Lin Qi didn't attack Xiao Kuangyun himself.

Lin Qi raised his right fist high.

Inside his Dantian, the liquefied True Qi circulated frantically.

The True Qi flowed through his Meridians like a surging river, rushing all the way to his right arm.

His Silver Bone, tempered by earthly demon yin fire, bore the massive pressure of the True Qi.

A hum of strain echoed from within his bones.

The muscles in Lin Qi's right arm bulged, veins popping.

He aimed at the alloy stage floor in front of Xiao Kuangyun.

With this punch, he no longer held anything back.

[Inch Power: Mountain Crushing and Earth Splitting]!

Lin Qi smashed his fist down.

His fist slammed hard onto the solid alloy floor.

There was no world-shaking roar.

Only a muffled, extremely deep explosion.

"Thud!"

The sound was dull, yet it made everyone's heart skip a beat.

Immediately after, a visible, terrifying shockwave rippled out from Lin Qi's fist like waves on water, sweeping across the entire stage!

This power was too overbearing.

The surface of the stage, made of high-strength alloy, was actually forced into a spiderweb-like indentation by this vibrational force!

The hard metal let out a piercing, twisting sound.

The alloy plates fractured inch by inch, debris flying everywhere.

Xiao Kuangyun was kneeling right at the edge of this indentation.

He didn't even have time to react.

The terrifying shockwave coming from the ground acted directly upon his body.

"Bang!"

Xiao Kuangyun was thrown high into the air.

The Berserk Potion flew out of his hand, tracing an arc in the air before crashing onto the distant floor, shattering and spilling the crimson liquid everywhere.

Xiao Kuangyun flailed in mid-air, completely losing control of his body.

That vibrational force penetrated his Reflective Armor and acted directly on his bones.

"Crack! Crack!"

Dense sounds of bone fracturing came from within Xiao Kuangyun, sounding like beans being roasted.

His ribs broke, his arm bones broke, and his leg bones broke as well.

He suffered comminuted fractures in multiple places.

Xiao Kuangyun didn't even have time to scream before he passed out in mid-air.

He like a tattered sack, he flew dozens of meters through the air.

He crossed the boundary of the stage.

He passed through the energy shield.

He slammed heavily onto the ground outside the arena.

"Thud."

Xiao Kuangyun hit the floor and slid several meters, completely losing consciousness.

The electronic bell signaling the end of the match rang.

"Clang—"

The sound echoed throughout the massive stadium.

The entire venue was deathly quiet; even the sound of breathing could be heard.

Tens of thousands of spectators all stood with their mouths agape, staring blankly at the stage.

No one spoke, no one cheered, and no one mocked.

Their brains had stopped functioning.

Everyone stared blankly at the youth standing in the center of the stage, slowly withdrawing his fist, and the terrifying fist-shaped crater at his feet.

The commentator held the microphone, his mouth open wide enough to fit an egg.

"This... this..." The commentator stuttered for a long time. "The defense Rank of the alloy stage is Lv.50! He dented it with one punch?"

"What about the status screen? Director! Quick, switch to Lin Qi's status screen!" the commentator shouted.

Lin Qi's status screen appeared on the big screen once again.

Strength: 5.

Looking at that large "5," the entire audience felt their intelligence had been insulted.

"What the hell is with that 5 Strength!"

"I have 500 Strength and I can't even scratch the surface of that alloy stage!"

"Refund! Tianji Pavilion is faking the data! Refund!"

The stands descended into chaos.

The referee was a middle-aged man in his forties, also a high-Ranked Professional.

But now, looking at Lin Qi, he felt like he was looking at a monster.

Lin Qi frowned.

"Aren't you going to announce the result?" Lin Qi asked.

The referee shuddered, finally snapping out of it.

He picked up the microphone, his hands shaking violently. He opened his mouth, and only after several seconds did he announce in a trembling voice:

"The... the winner is Lin Qi!"