178: Chapter 178 Martial Intent Insight! The Butcher's Skill in Carving an Ox!

Amidst that destructive radiance, he seemed to see something else, an invisible "pathway" that ran through the entire steel fortress.

In the spectator stands, Old Mo, who had been lazily leaning back in his chair, suddenly sat up straight, a shocking gleam erupting from his turbid eyes.

He stared fixedly at Lin Qi's expression, muttering to himself.

"That's not right... That look in his eyes is not right."

"No matter how hard a tortoise shell is, it is pieced together; it's impossible for it to have no gaps."

"He is looking... He is looking for that 'line'!"

As soon as Old Mo finished speaking, Lin Qi, who was half-kneeling on the arena floor, moved.

He did not retreat, did not dodge, and certainly did not surrender.

Illuminated by the light of the Titan's chest main cannon, which was powerful enough to melt steel, he slowly stood up.

Then, he took a step forward toward that deadly steel giant.

"He... What is he doing?"

"He's crazy! This guy is absolutely crazy!"

"Not running away at a time like this, and walking forward instead? Is he courting death!"

The entire audience could not understand the scene before them; everyone's mind was filled with question marks.

In the VIP box, a trace of surprise flashed across Li Qingcang's face, but it immediately turned into a sneer of disdain.

"Just his final madness."

Li Pojun, beside him, laughed out loud: "Hahaha, knowing he can't escape, is he planning to die with a bit more dignity? Scum!"

Under everyone's gaze, Lin Qi made an even more puzzling move.

He extended his left hand and grasped the zhan ye heavy sword stuck in the ground.

Everyone thought he was about to launch his final attack.

But he didn't.

He simply pulled the door-sized heavy sword from the ground and casually stuck it into the arena floor beside him.

Clang.

The heavy sword sank half a foot into the ground, standing firmly.

He abandoned his weapon.

He was going to face that steel fortress armed to the teeth, to face that impending lethal main cannon, with his bare hands.

"Brother Qi!" Zhang Wei completely broke down offstage. He wanted to rush up, but was held down by Instructor Su Qing.

Instructor Su Qing's expression was also grave to the extreme, but as she watched Lin Qi's back, watching his eerily calm posture, a sliver of expectation that she herself couldn't believe inexplicably rose in her heart.

This man never did anything without meaning.

At this very moment, a light like never before ignited in Lin Qi's eyes.

He pushed his spirit, his will, and all his perception derived from his Martial Saint Soul to an unprecedented extreme.

[Martial Intent Insight]!

Hum!

In his field of vision, the entire world changed.

The noisy audience, the blinding lights, the billowing smoke, all faded in color, turning into a gray-white background.

The only thing that remained clear was the massive steel giant before him.

But it was no longer a complete whole.

In Lin Qi's eyes, the Titan had become an incredibly precise, incredibly complex 3D structural diagram.

It was no longer a dark golden alloy, but a mechanical creation perfectly pieced together from countless translucent parts, circuits, drive shafts, hydraulic pipes, and screws.

Where the seams of every piece of armor were.

What the active nodes of every joint were.

The path of every energy transmission line.

Even the internal energy circuits of that layer of anti-shock alloy, which was claimed to be physically immune, used to conduct and disperse impact force, became incredibly clear and fully visible in his eyes.

"So that's how it is..."

The corners of Lin Qi's mouth curled into an arc that was cold to the extreme.

He saw it.

He finally saw the truth of that so-called "physical immunity."

This machine wasn't truly immune; rather, like a technique for dissipating force in martial arts, it used the special structure of the anti-shock alloy to rapidly conduct and disperse the received impact force throughout its entire massive body within a millionth of a second.

A single-point attack would be borne by the entire fortress.

But this conduction was not without limits, nor was it without nodes.

Those energy hubs and structural weaknesses responsible for connecting, fixing, and conducting were its "Acupoints"!

These Acupoints were thinner than a strand of hair, hidden beneath layers of armor, and impossible for any detection instrument to discover.

But under Lin Qi's Martial Saint eyes, which rivaled the most precise instruments, they had nowhere to hide!

He found it.

He found that line.

The death line... that was enough to make this steel fortress fall apart!

At this very instant, the energy in the Titan's chest main cannon converged to its peak!

Boom!!!

A massive energy beam with a diameter of over half a meter, bright enough to temporarily blind everyone, shot out fiercely, carrying an aura of destruction.

Wherever the energy beam passed, the air was ionized, and the sturdy alloy arena was instantly melted like butter, leaving behind a bottomless crimson trench!

"It's over!" Li Qingcang stood up, preparing to announce his victory.

However, the smile on his face completely froze in the next second.

Beside that lethal energy beam, a black shadow, like a feather swimming against the current, grazed past the edge of the beam at an angle that completely defied the laws of physics!

He did not move away.

Instead, taking advantage of the moment the Titan's body stiffened due to the massive recoil of the main cannon firing, he closed in on it!

"He... He got inside!" The commentator let out a scream as if he had seen a ghost.

In the shadow of the Titan's massive body, Lin Qi's figure appeared incomparably small, like an ant.

He did not launch any more grand, sweeping attacks.

He transformed into a top-tier "dismantler."

The liquefied True Qi in his body surged crazily, flowing along his Meridians toward his fingertips.

[Protective Aura Embryo]!

A thin layer of pale golden Qi membrane covered his ten fingers, emitting an incomparably sharp aura that could pierce through anything.

At this moment, his fingers were harder than diamond and sharper than a scalpel!

The Titan's built-in AI seemed to sense danger, and its remaining massive iron fist, carrying a whistling wind, smashed down fiercely toward Lin Qi in its embrace!

Facing this punch capable of flattening a tank, Lin Qi didn't even look up.

His body, as if boneless, leaned back in a strange posture, narrowly dodging the punch's wind.

At the same time, his right hand shot out like lightning!

Not an attack, not a slash.

His index and middle fingers, at an inconspicuous corner of the leg joint filled with complex circuits, gently swiped and twisted.

The movement was as light as unscrewing a soda bottle cap.

Click.

A hexagonal fixing screw, only the size of a thumb and covered in oil, was instantly removed by him.

Lin Qi didn't even look, casually throwing it backward.

Ding.

That inconspicuous screw fell onto the distant arena floor, emitting a crisp sound that was insignificant, or even completely drowned out by the roar of the battlefield.