139: Chapter 139 Instant Kill!!!

Therefore, as soon as he moved, he used his trump card technique without any reservation!

"Mountain-Shaking Heavy Peak Fist!"

He let out a low growl and slammed his right foot onto the ground.

A dull thud rang out, and the entire arena seemed to vibrate slightly.

An earthy yellow glow of blood qi instantly enveloped his right fist, appearing solid and heavy.

Carrying a majestic force that seemed capable of shaking mountains, it tore through the air.

With an indomitable momentum, it struck directly toward Qin Yan's face!

The surging wind from the fist caused the hair on Qin Yan's forehead to flutter backward.

Facing this fierce punch capable of shattering stone tablets, Qin Yan's expression remained as calm as a deep well.

He didn't even make any major movements to dodge or parry.

He simply held his spear with one hand in a seemingly casual manner and flicked his wrist.

The pitch-black spear tip transformed into a bolt of black lightning as swift as electricity.

It thrust forward with absolute precision, meeting the massive fist head-on!

Upon the spear tip, three incredibly condensed, almost tangible streaks of pale gold spear force spiraled and compressed.

They emitted a faint but heart-palpitating hiss!

"Boom—!"

The spear tip and the fist, two completely different forces, collided violently in the center of the arena!

The expected stalemate did not occur.

In the next instant, the ferocity and confidence on Wang Gu's face froze.

They were replaced by unparalleled horror and disbelief!

"What?! How can... he be this strong!!"

He felt an indescribable, terrifying force like a crashing mountain wave surging through that seemingly slender spear tip!

His "fist," which was enough to shake giant boulders...

...was easily torn apart and destroyed before this power!

"Pfft!"

Wang Gu couldn't help but spray a mouthful of blood as his sturdy body flew backward uncontrollably.

He traced a wretched arc through the air before landing with a heavy "thud" at the edge of the arena, seven or eight meters away.

After struggling a few times, he felt as if his bones were about to shatter and his blood qi was dissipated; he didn't even have the strength to crawl back up.

He barely managed to lift his head, his gaze fixed intently on the figure of the youth standing with a spear in the center of the arena.

His eyes were filled with shock, confusion, and a hint of despair.

"How can... he be so powerful..."

He muttered to himself, his voice weak and full of bewilderment.

He prided himself on being top-tier among his peers, yet he couldn't even take a casual spear strike from the opponent?

The gap was so vast it left him feeling suffocated.

The entire Mingzhu Martial Arts University Martial Arts Arena fell into a dead silence.

Below the arena, the Mingzhu Martial Arts University students who had been cheering fervently now seemed to have their throats collectively seized, and their cheers came to an abrupt halt.

Their faces were filled with dullness, shock, and denial.

Their pride and joy, Wang Gu, had actually... actually been defeated so thoroughly?

He couldn't even take a single move? How was this possible?!

After a brief silence, there was an even more turbulent uproar and voices filled with disbelief.

Qin Yan watched as Wang Gu was quickly carried off the arena for treatment, his face still devoid of expression.

He didn't feel any complacency or pride from the instant kill.

He put away his long spear, nodded slightly toward the referee and the opponent's preparation area, then turned and walked off the arena with steady steps.

In this sparring match, all he needed to do was cleanly and decisively defend the honor and dignity of Modu University of Martial Arts.

As for further provocation or showing off, it was completely unnecessary.

After all, the essence of a sparring match was exchange and training, not making enemies.

Looking at Qin Yan's indifferent departing back, Instructor Fang Hua stood in place, speechless for a long time.

He had considered that Wang Gu might lose, given that the opponent was a genius specially cultivated by Modu University of Martial Arts.

But he never expected that Wang Gu wouldn't even last a single move against him!

That crushing power gap left him feeling a sense of alarm.

"Modu University of Martial Arts... is as formidable as ever. No, it's even more terrifying than before..."

In the subsequent sparring matches, perhaps because of the intimidation from Qin Yan's spear strike, or perhaps because of an actual gap in strength...

...Modu University of Martial Arts engaged in five more battles, achieving a brilliant record of five wins in five matches.

Meanwhile, on Mingzhu Martial Arts University's side, the top-ranked Bai Gu remained seated in the preparation area from beginning to end, choosing not to step forward.

In the end, the group from Modu University of Martial Arts, under the complex gazes of the teachers and students of Mingzhu Martial Arts University...

...left the Martial Arts Arena in high spirits with a record of six wins out of seven matches.

On the way back, the atmosphere lightened considerably.

Instructor Fang Yan said, "Everyone performed very well today, showcasing the style of our Modu University of Martial Arts."

"Reflect well on this after we return, especially Li Mu—you need to learn your lesson."

"In three days, we will head to Modu Jiaotong University for the next sparring session."

"Jiaotong University's strength cannot be underestimated; its heritage and talent cultivation system are among the top twenty in the country, even a notch above today's Mingzhu Martial Arts University."

He specifically looked at Qin Yan: "At that time, Qin Yan, you might still appear as our final trump card and our strongest combatant on the surface. Of course, the specific details will depend on the situation."

"Understood," Qin Yan nodded in response.

The group traveled by car, driving smoothly on the road back to Modu University of Martial Arts.

Qin Yan sat in the back row, his gaze falling on the cool profile of Xiao Wangshu, who was focused on driving.

A thought suddenly occurred to him: Should he buy a car for himself too?

After all, it wasn't very convenient to always hitch a ride with his teammate.

With his current "economic strength" and the steady income from daily alchemy, he could afford several decent commuter cars.

This thought circled in his mind for a while.

About twenty minutes later, they successfully returned to Modu University of Martial Arts.

After returning to the manor, Qin Yan made a slight adjustment to his cultivation strategy.

He didn't invest all the Skill Points obtained from daily training into the progress of the Nine Revolutions Golden Body Spear as he had before.

Because he clearly realized that if his Spear Technique skill could be the first to break through to the fourth stage, the increase in his immediate combat power would be immense!

Once he stepped into the fourth stage, not only would the blood qi eruption power bonus increase from 12% to 130%...

...but more importantly, the originally dispersed six strands of spear force would undergo a qualitative change, merging and condensing into an indestructible Spear Light!

He carefully recalled the relevant martial arts knowledge.

A newly formed Spear Light, even if it was only a foot long...

...would have an instantaneous explosive penetration and destructive power comparable to 10 cal of blood qi!

This was a full 4 cal higher than the total power of the six strands of spear force when dispersed!

Adding the extra 1% from the blood qi bonus, the overall increase in combat power would be of a terrifying magnitude!

Currently, the most direct and fastest way Skill Points could provide him with a combat power boost was through breakthroughs in Martial Arts Skill.

After all, the tempering of Martial Arts Skill relied more on comprehension, hard practice, and the accumulation of time.

Resources like qingxin tea could only play a supporting role.