205: Chapter 205 Indiscriminate Slaughter, Jaw-dropping, The Art of Physical Defense Breakthrough

"Now, it's hunting time."

As soon as Lin Qi's voice fell, the rift below was filled with wails.

The chain reaction caused by the collapse hadn't stopped, and rocks of all sizes were falling one after another.

Over a dozen people were smashed into the bottom of the pit, pinned down firmly by the tenfold gravity.

These people couldn't even straighten their backs at the bottom; they could only lie face down on all fours.

Lin Qi stood on a bone and glanced down; the bottom was already in a state of chaos.

The Dead Soldier Captain was the first to react, clutching a long machete in one hand.

He used the back of the blade to prop himself up against the ground, barely managing to lift the upper half of his body.

"Stop playing dead! Get up!" the Dead Soldier Captain roared at the top of his lungs. "This kid is watching us like a joke from up there!"

The dead soldiers nearby were grimacing in pain, some rubbing their waists and others clutching their legs.

"Boss, I can't get up! This gravity is too bizarre!" one dead soldier shouted while lying on the ground, his face turning beet red from the effort.

"My leg is broken! My leg was smashed by a rock!" another dead soldier rolled around clutching his calf, tears streaming down his face.

The Dead Soldier Captain gritted his teeth in anger, his eyes turning bloodshot. "Useless! That kid has drained all his Blood-Qi; he must be weak now! Form a formation! Everyone, hold your weapons over your heads!"

Hearing the command, the group of dead soldiers could only draw their weapons, raising several blades and pointing them at Lin Qi above.

Xiao Kuangyun was lying in a pile of rubble not far away, spitting out a mouthful of bloody water mixed with sand. "Damn! These mad dogs are still barking. Do they think they've lived too long?"

Han Qianchi held his head and shrank behind a boulder, waving his hand. "Don't make a sound! Keep it down! Let them go to their deaths. We'll look for an opportunity to find a way out and slip away."

Up above, Lin Qi was amused; after taking such a heavy hit, these people were actually still quite spirited.

He didn't waste any more words, concentrating all his strength into his legs.

His thigh muscles tensed until they were rock hard, even tearing several holes in his pant legs.

He bent his legs and kicked off powerfully against the surface below.

The bone beneath his feet immediately cracked with several fissures, then shattered into several pieces with a loud snap.

Leveraging the tenfold gravity, Lin Qi smashed down from a height of thirty meters.

The Dead Soldier Captain looked up just in time to see a dark shadow hurtling toward him.

"Good timing! I'll chop you down today!" The Dead Soldier Captain gripped the hilt with both hands.

He exerted all his strength, pointing the blade upward as he stared at the falling Lin Qi.

Lin Qi didn't blink in mid-air and had no intention of throwing a punch.

He didn't even take his hands out of his pockets.

His waist twisted sharply, and he raised his right leg to deliver an axe kick from above.

"Clang!"

Flesh and iron collided, producing a deafening bang.

The Dead Soldier Captain's eyes widened; the machete in his hand had actually bent.

The blade only left a white mark on the sole of Lin Qi's shoe, while the blade itself bent directly into a U-shape.

Then, with a snap, the blade broke into two pieces.

The broken half embedded itself into the nearby rock wall.

Lin Qi's right foot didn't stop, smashing into the Dead Soldier Captain's chest with the momentum.

The sound of bones shattering rang out.

The Dead Soldier Captain's chest caved in, and he couldn't even let out a scream.

His entire body flew backward and slammed into the stone wall behind him.

His head slumped down, and his breathing ceased completely.

The few dead soldiers nearby holding knives were all dumbfounded.

"Captain?!"

"He snapped the blade with a single kick? What kind of monster is this!"

One dead soldier, refusing to believe it, raised two daggers with bloodshot eyes and stabbed toward Lin Qi's lower back. "Go to hell!"

Lin Qi had just landed, bending his knees to dissipate the impact when he heard the sound of wind coming from behind.

He didn't turn around; his right leg kicked backward fiercely, striking the man squarely in the stomach.

The dead soldier's features crumpled together, and he sprayed a mouthful of blood a great distance.

He rolled a dozen times on the ground before stopping, his eyes rolling back in his head.

The battle had officially begun.

No, this couldn't be called a battle; it was a one-sided slaughter.

Lin Qi turned and charged into the crowd of dead soldiers, his arms crossed over his chest, relying entirely on his two legs to solve the problem.

He delivered a low sweep with his left leg, kicking the ankle of the dead soldier in front of him.

The ankle deformed on the spot, and bone fragments pierced through the skin, exposed to the air.

The man screamed as he knelt on the ground.

Lin Qi raised his right foot and slammed his heel down onto the other's crown.

With a dull thud, the man fell to the ground and remained motionless.

"Run! This is impossible to fight!" The remaining few dead soldiers finally broke, their will to fight gone.

Even the psychological fortitude of professional killers couldn't withstand this kind of blow.

There were no skills and no Spells here, only pure physical violence.

"I don't want to die!" one dead soldier dropped his knife and crawled away on all fours.

Lin Qi walked over and stepped on his calf, grinding down with force.

"Ah! My leg! Mercy!"

Lin Qi ignored him, his toe flicking upward to kick him directly in the chin.

The mandible shattered on the spot.

The man's jaw twisted to one side, and he immediately fainted from the pain.

Under the tenfold gravity, the dead soldiers' movements were much slower.

In Lin Qi's eyes, these people had become stationary targets.

He wove back and forth through the crowd; every time he raised a leg, someone was bound to fall.

The sound of bones breaking was constant, and not a single move was wasted.

The power generation techniques of Baji Quan were fused into his leg techniques, each strike carrying terrifying penetrating power.

Armor became completely ornamental; one person wearing a Heart-Protecting Mirror had the lens shattered by a single kick from Lin Qi.

Along with it, his ribs were snapped into several sections.

Xiao Kuangyun, lying on the side, swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down several times.

"Holy crap, this is way too ruthless," Xiao Kuangyun whispered, his palms drenched in sweat.

Han Qianchi's hands were trembling, his fingernails digging into the dirt on the ground. "What level is he exactly? With this Physical Body strength, I'd believe it if you said he was a Seventh-Turn Warrior!"

A female Prodigy nearby covered her mouth, her face pale and her voice trembling. "He hasn't even used a single skill, there aren't even any Mana Fluctuations, so why is he so terrifying?"

Xiao Kuangyun sighed with a face full of despair. "Skills? Does he even need skills? Look at how powerful his legs are. Our talents mean nothing here."

Han Qianchi nodded repeatedly, tears nearly coming out. "The HP Bar on the stat panel is a complete joke in front of him. If you take a kick, regardless of how much health you have, you're immediately fractured and paralyzed."

The Prodigies huddled in the corner, witnessing a display of the most primitive and violent one-sided slaughter.

They had originally thought these dozen or so assassins could at least consume some of Lin Qi's stamina.

In the end, these people were kicked into pieces one by one by Lin Qi.

The last dead soldier leaned against the stone wall, holding a broken blade as both his legs shook uncontrollably.

Lin Qi walked over slowly, his footsteps very light.

"Don't come any closer! If you come any closer, the Li Family will definitely not let you off!" The dead soldier's voice had completely changed pitch, cracking severely.

"The Li Family?" Lin Qi smiled, revealing a few teeth. "I will personally go and collect the money they owe me. You don't need to worry about that."

The dead soldier let out a scream, raising the broken blade and swinging it wildly as he charged forward with his eyes closed.

Lin Qi didn't bother to dodge, walking directly into the blade's edge.

The broken blade hacked onto Lin Qi's shoulder, but it couldn't even break through that layer of Protective Aura membrane.

Lin Qi raised his right knee, slamming it directly into the dead soldier's stomach.

The man doubled over, and the blade in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Lin Qi followed up with a kick that struck the side of the opponent's neck.

With a crisp crack, the last person fell to the ground.

The man twitched twice and then stopped moving.

There was no sound in the entire area, leaving only the heavy breathing of the Prodigies echoing at the bottom of the rift.

The encirclement was broken just like that; over thirty of the Li Family's dead soldiers were wiped out.

Lin Qi stood in the middle of a pile of corpses and turned around.

He was very clean; not a single drop of blood had touched him, and he wasn't even breathing hard.

His gaze swept past the debris on the ground toward the Prodigies hiding in the corner.

Under that single glance, Xiao Kuangyun felt a chill down his spine, and his entire body went stiff.

Han Qianchi buried his head in his knees, not daring to say a word.

That slaughter had completely stunned them.

In the face of such physical violence, the Stat Panel Data they were so proud of was utterly useless.

Lin Qi took two steps closer, and the Prodigies retreated in fear.

Unfortunately, behind them was the hard stone wall; there was no way to retreat.

The group could only huddle together.

"Brother Lin, let's talk this out, don't hit us," Xiao Kuangyun stammered, forcing out a smile.

Han Qianchi raised both hands in a gesture of surrender. "We were forced! Those people fed us poison, that's why we followed them down here!"

"Yes, we really didn't want to do anything! We're innocent!" the female Prodigy echoed with a sob, her makeup smeared across her face.

Lin Qi ignored them, looking down at his feet.

He kicked away a blade and bent down, picking up a rock from the ground.

The rock was not light; under the influence of tenfold gravity, it weighed at least a hundred pounds.

Lin Qi held it in his hand and casually tossed it up a couple of times, catching it and tossing it again.

He looked at the group of terrified Prodigies and grinned.

"Tell me, if this stone were to smash into a head, would it make a loud sound?"