58: Chapter 58 The Abyss Dragon Spear, unleashed!

Weiming Lake.

The dueling arena.

The gale whipped up water vapor from the lake, lashing against the hard alloy arena.

The surroundings were already packed with dense crowds of Capital Martial Arts University students.

Everyone held their breath, their gazes locked tightly onto the two figures in the center of the arena.

On the high platform.

Director Chu Kuang, head of the Spear Department, stood with his arms crossed, his brows slightly knitted.

As the temporary referee for this duel, his eagle-sharp eyes were rapidly analyzing the combat power comparison between both sides.

"Although that kid Chen Feng is a fool who fights over petty jealousies, his foundation is truly ridiculously deep."

Director Chu Kuang calculated inwardly.

The Chen family's assets could be considered first-rate in the capital.

The internal cultivation method Chen Feng practiced was the top-tier Earth-grade technique, "Phantom Nether Art."

The Blood Qi cultivated from such a high-tier technique was not the ordinary red, but carried a hint of eerie gray.

This was because this Blood Qi contained a special power of mental corrosion!

What was even more fatal was...

Chen Feng had also mastered the Chen family's ancestral treasure—the top-tier Heaven-grade mental power martial art, "Formless Calamity Blade"!

Chen Feng was only a sophomore; in all likelihood, he had only learned the superficial basics of this Heaven-grade martial art.

But.

That was a mental power martial art!

It was impossible to guard against!

It ignored physical defenses and attacked the opponent's brain and soul directly!

Martial artists of the same rank almost always faced one-sided crushing when encountering mental-type martial artists.

Furthermore.

Chen Feng's current Blood Qi value was a full three thousand points!

Mid-stage Martial Master!

And what about Su Yu?

Director Chu Kuang's gaze turned to the young man standing there with a calm expression, holding the yuanlong spear in one hand.

One thousand points of Blood Qi.

Early-stage Martial Master.

There was a gap of a full two thousand points of Blood Qi between the two!

This was an absolute gap of one minor realm!

"Whether Su Yu can win depends entirely on the extent to which he has mastered that trace of Spear Intent he comprehended yesterday."

Director Chu Kuang stroked the stubble on his chin, his eyes heavy with concern.

"Can he use the pure lethality of his Spear Intent to forcibly break through Chen Feng's mental power attack?"

"It's difficult."

Director Chu Kuang shook his head inwardly, giving his own judgment.

"Entry-level Spear Intent can at most offset the gap in their Blood Qi."

"Coupled with that Martial Emperor-grade yuanlong spear, it can indeed greatly amplify the power of his Spear Intent, giving him a fighting chance."

"But the problem is..."

"This kid has most likely never fought against a mental-type martial artist before!"

Lack of experience was the most fatal thing.

The attack angles of mental-type martial artists were extremely tricky.

They wouldn't strike unless necessary, but once they did, it was with the force of a thunderbolt.

Su Yu would most likely lose.

After all, Spear Intent that had just reached the entry level could only bridge one minor realm.

"Unless this kid has mastered Micro-Perception level Spear Intent."

Director Chu Kuang's thought flashed through his mind, and he immediately laughed at himself.

"How is that possible?"

"He only just comprehended a trace of the rudimentary form yesterday."

"Less than twenty-four hours have passed!"

"I have practiced the spear my entire life, crawling through piles of corpses for how many years, before barely mastering Micro-Perception Spear Intent!"

"If he can reach Micro-Perception, I'll eat this arena on the spot!"

Director Chu Kuang made up his mind.

Su Yu's current strength was definitely not enough to win.

But Su Yu was the precious treasure of Capital Martial Arts University, a special-grade freshman.

If he really encountered danger later, he would intervene decisively.

Forcibly interrupt the match.

At that time, he could engineer a draw, or rule that Chen Feng violated the rules, and incidentally do Su Yu a huge favor.

Once this kid was moved, wouldn't he obediently come to report to the Spear Department?

Perfect!

A smug smile curled the corners of Director Chu Kuang's mouth.

Meanwhile.

Below the arena.

Lin Xiaoxiao stood in the front row, arms crossed.

Listening to the older students around her badmouthing Su Yu, there wasn't a trace of worry on her pure and pretty face.

On the contrary.

Deep in her eyes, there was a hint of profound sympathy.

Sympathy for Chen Feng.

Because others didn't know Su Yu's true strength.

But she knew it clearly!

This morning, at the entryway of their apartment.

Su Yu had formed a dark red spear that looked as solid as reality right in front of her with his bare hands!

Form-Manifesting Spear Intent!

The third realm of Martial Will!

Turning the void into reality!

Interfering with reality!

Lin Xiaoxiao knew very well that the amplification brought by Martial Will was terrifying.

Just mastering entry-level Spear Intent allowed one to challenge someone one minor realm higher.

Micro-Perception Spear Intent could almost allow one to cross a major realm, making killing enemies as easy as taking something out of one's pocket.

Not to mention the Formless realm.

And what Su Yu had mastered—Shape-Shifting!

That was a qualitative change!

That was a dimensional strike!

Never mind Chen Feng's mere three thousand Blood Qi.

Even if a Grandmaster with twenty thousand Blood Qi came, facing Form-Manifesting level Spear Intent, they probably wouldn't survive a single move!

This was the absolute crushing power brought by Martial Will reaching an extremely profound level!

Lin Xiaoxiao shook her head.

This kid Chen Feng was rushing up to hand over his cultivation techniques.

On the arena.

Chen Feng stared fixedly at Su Yu.

He couldn't wait any longer!

Three thousand points of Blood Qi erupted with full force!

A grayish Blood Qi radiance flowed crazily across his body.

The surrounding air let out bursts of groans under the pressure of this Blood Qi, unable to bear the burden.

He wanted to trample this ignorant freshman under his feet in front of Lin Xiaoxiao!

He wanted everyone to know.

That he, Chen Feng, was the true genius!

"Su Yu!"

Chen Feng's eyes were bloodshot, his voice laced with a trace of madness.

"Let's begin!"

"I will let you know that you are not worthy of the title of special-grade freshman at all!"

Su Yu stood in place.

Holding the yuanlong spear in one hand.

The spear tip pointed obliquely at the ground.

On the high platform.

Director Chu Kuang took a deep breath.

Circulating his Blood Qi, his voice boomed across the entire venue like a great bell.

"The duel."

"Begin!"

Boom!

The moment the words fell.

Chen Feng moved!

He didn't charge directly like an ordinary martial artist.

Instead, he stood in place, his hands suddenly forming a strange seal.

Hum!

An invisible, formless, yet spine-chilling ripple of mental power instantly surged out from between his brows!

"Formless Calamity Blade"!

This mental power transformed into three invisible soul blades in mid-air that were imperceptible to the naked eye.

With extremely tricky angles, they carried a sharpness capable of tearing apart the soul.

They headed straight for Su Yu's glabella, heart, and dantian!

Catching him off guard!

Extremely vicious!

The older students off the stage changed color one after another.

"Mental power attack!"

"Chen Feng is actually using his ultimate move right from the start!"

"Su Yu is finished; he can't dodge that at all!"

On the high platform.

Director Chu Kuang's eyes tightened.

He stomped his right foot forward, and the Blood Qi in his body boiled instantly.

He was preparing to intervene.

Su Yu definitely couldn't block this attack!

However.

Just at the moment everyone thought Su Yu was about to be heavily injured by the mental power.

Su Yu moved.

He did not retreat.

He did not dodge.

He even—he didn't even use his Form-Manifesting Spear Intent!

In Su Yu's perception.

The world seemed to have slowed down countless times at this moment.

Ten million years of sitting in the void.

Ten million years of uninterrupted spear thrusting and deduction.

Had long since allowed his body to form combat instincts that transcended the limits of humanity!

Chen Feng's invisible mental power attack, which he was so proud of.

In Su Yu's eyes, the trajectory of the air flow and the subtle ripples of the mental power breaking through the air were as clear as reading lines on his own palm!

Full of flaws.

Su Yu's eyes were as deep as an abyss.

He simply raised his right hand.

His wrist turned slightly.

The yuanlong spear, emerge!

Ang—!!!

A low, domineering spear hum, like the roar of an ancient dragon.

Suddenly exploded over the arena!