51: Chapter 51 Abyss Dragon

Late at night. Imperial Capital First Martial Arts University. Weaponry Academy, the underground martial arts arena exclusive to the Spear Department.

It was located a hundred meters underground, entirely constructed from sound-absorbing alloy capable of withstanding the impact of high-level exotic beasts.

At this moment, the vast martial arts arena was empty.

There was only one burly figure, shirtless, standing quietly in the center of the arena. Director Chu Kuang.

This head of the Spear Department, who had nearly come to blows earlier that day at Weiming Lake while fighting to snatch a student, now had the manic and mercenary look on his face completely vanished.

Replacing it was a kind of extremely pure focus, like a monk in meditation.

In his hands, he did not hold that silvery-white spear shimmering with a cold glint. Instead, he gripped a simple, somewhat crooked wax wood pole. It didn't even have a spearhead.

Whoosh— A faint breeze from the underground ventilation system blew past.

A withered yellow leaf, falling from who knows where, spiraled slowly down in front of Director Chu Kuang.

The moment the leaf fell to the level of his line of sight, Director Chu Kuang moved!

He did not use a single bit of vital energy. He did not cause any deafening sonic booms. He simply raised the wax wood pole in his hands. Thrust!

Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish! In the air, one could not see even a phantom image of the spear shaft. One could only hear a dense, subtle tearing sound, like silk being ripped.

In less than a tenth of a second, Director Chu Kuang had thrust eighteen times!

Retracting the spear. The wax wood pole remained steady in his hand, without even a tremor.

And that withered yellow leaf continued to drift down along its original trajectory. Finally, it landed lightly on the hard alloy floor. It was completely intact. There wasn't even a single crack.

But if one were to look at it with a high-powered microscope, they would be horrified to discover that in the very center of this fragile leaf, there was a tiny, mirror-smooth, penetrating hole.

Eighteen thrusts. In less than a tenth of a second, he had precisely pierced the exact same spot on the leaf! The power had not leaked out in the slightest. It had not damaged the overall structure of the leaf. This was the manifestation of absolute control over power and will!

"Haa..." Director Chu Kuang let out a long breath of stale air. Looking at the leaf on the ground, a smug smile finally appeared on his weathered, aged face.

"Micro-Perception realm."

"This Micro-Perception level Spear Intent of mine can finally be considered fully mastered."

Director Chu Kuang tossed the wax wood pole aside. In his mind, Su Yu's stunning and brilliant finger technique from earlier that day at Weiming Lake involuntarily surfaced. The Soul-Suppressing Spear Intent. It was truly domineering and peerless.

But Director Chu Kuang knew clearly that Su Yu was only eighteen, and had just had an epiphany yesterday. No matter how monstrous his talent was, the newly comprehended Spear Intent would definitely be violent, uncontained, and difficult to control. It was just like a brute who had just learned to swing a sledgehammer. He had the strength, but absolutely no technique.

"Kid."

"I admit your talent is heaven-defying, a monster encountered once in a century."

"But martial will is not something that can be achieved overnight just by relying on talent."

Director Chu Kuang rubbed the stubble on his chin, smiling like an old fox that had become a spirit.

"Tomorrow, when you come to process your special admission paperwork, I must find an opportunity to show you this 'Micro-Perception' level Spear Intent control!"

"At that time, I'll let you kid know what it means that there is always someone better, and a sky beyond the sky!"

"As long as I can stun you."

"You little monster, won't you have to obediently run to my Spear Department and call me master?"

The more Director Chu Kuang thought about it, the more plausible it seemed. So what if he has a thousand points of vital energy? So what if he is a special freshman? In front of my tempered 'Micro-Perception' Spear Intent, I will definitely have you firmly in my grasp!

Director Chu Kuang laughed twice and turned to walk towards the bathroom. He was in a great mood. He couldn't wait to see the shocked, inexperienced expression on Su Yu's calm and profound face tomorrow.

...

The next day. Early morning. Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, spilling into the living room of the top-floor apartment.

Ding-dong. The doorbell rang right on time. Su Yu opened his eyes and sat up from the bed. After sleeping for a few hours, the mental fatigue brought on by the ten million years of deduction had been swept away. He washed up, opened the door, and prepared to head out to report.

Outside the door, Lin Xiaoxiao was wearing a crisp, clean white Capital Martial Arts University uniform, her high ponytail making her look full of youthful vitality. However, around her pure and beautiful eyes, there were faint dark circles from not sleeping well.

"Morning." Su Yu greeted her.

"Morning, what morning! Hurry up and help!" Lin Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at him, annoyed. Her hands were laboriously dragging a huge metal case that was two meters long and entirely dark gold in color.

Bang! The metal case was heavily placed on the floor of the entryway by her. It let out an extremely dull, loud thud. Even the floor of the entire level trembled slightly. This thing was extremely heavy! It definitely weighed over five hundred jin! Su Yu raised an eyebrow slightly.

"What is this?"

"A school entrance gift for you!" Lin Xiaoxiao patted the dust off her hands, her chin slightly raised, carrying a hint of the pride belonging to a young lady of a top-tier noble family. She squatted down. Her fair fingers quickly entered a string of commands on the password lock of the metal case.

Click. The sound of the air valve releasing pressure rang out. The metal case slowly popped open to both sides.

Whoosh— An extremely cold, intense, blood-scented chill instantly rushed out from the case! Su Yu's pupils contracted imperceptibly.

Inside the case lay a spear quietly. It was pitch black, and the shaft was covered with dark gold patterns resembling dragon scales. The spearhead was slender, presenting an extremely eerie dark red color, as if it had just been pulled out of the heart of a high-level exotic beast. Just by lying there, it radiated a terrifying pressure that made one's heart palpitate.

"This spear is called 'abyssal dragon'." Lin Xiaoxiao pointed at the spear, a hint of showing off in her tone.

"The shaft is crafted from the spine of an eighth-tier exotic beast, the Deep Sea abyssal dragon, mixed with extraterrestrial meteorite iron."

"The spearhead is mixed with a full three taels of Star Essence Gold."

"This is a genuine Martial Sovereign-level weapon!"

"Even if you break through to the Martial King or Martial Sovereign realm in the future, this spear will definitely be enough for you to use."

Lin Xiaoxiao stood up and looked at Su Yu. "I heard from my dad yesterday that you comprehended the Soul-Suppressing Spear Intent at Weiming Lake."

"Since you plan to practice the spear, you must have a handy weapon."

"Those ordinary alloy scrap metal pieces simply cannot withstand the dominance of the Soul-Suppressing Spear Intent."

"This abyssal dragon barely matches you."

Su Yu looked at the spear lying quietly in the case. A complex emotion flashed in the depths of his profound eyes. A Martial Sovereign-level weapon. The value of this thing could not be measured by money at all. On the market, this was absolutely a peerless treasure that could not be bought even with money. Just taking one out would be enough to make those Masters and Great Grandmasters go bankrupt to snatch it. And Lin Xiaoxiao had just dragged it in front of him so nonchalantly, saying it "barely matches" him.

"This is too valuable." Su Yu shook his head and did not reach out to take it. "I accepted the black card with one hundred million, but I cannot take this spear."

"Are you sick in the head!" Lin Xiaoxiao got anxious as soon as she heard that, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "When has this young lady ever taken back something I've given away?"

"Besides, you are now a special freshman at Capital Martial Arts University, with countless eyes watching you!"

"You don't even have a decent weapon; do you intend to go empty-handed to compete against those noble family monsters?"

Lin Xiaoxiao stepped forward and grabbed Su Yu's arm extremely domineeringly, dragging him toward the metal case. "Hurry up and take it!"

"By the way, you just comprehended Spear Intent yesterday; how is your control?"

Lin Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes, a hint of curiosity in her tone. "Spear Intent is extremely difficult to control; it's very easy to hurt yourself when you first comprehend it."

"Do you want this young lady to teach you a few basic techniques for containment?"

"Although I don't practice the spear, my Lin family's treasure vault has plenty of secret manuals on willpower control."

"Take this spear and let me see your Spear Intent!"

Su Yu was dragged by her to the metal case. Looking at Lin Xiaoxiao's proud yet enthusiastic appearance, he sighed helplessly. "Control is... alright, I suppose."

Su Yu replied casually. He did not go to pick up the Martial Sovereign-level spear in the case. Instead, he naturally raised his right hand. His five fingers slightly spread. Hum— Accompanied by Su Yu's movement of raising his hand, the air in the living room twisted violently without any warning! An extremely pure, tragic, yet compressed to the extreme dark red light instantly gathered in Su Yu's palm!