62: Chapter 62 Transformation of Spear Intent!

Facing Chen Feng's provocation, Su Yu stood in place.

There was not a ripple in his deep eyes.

He didn't even adopt a defensive stance.

He just lifted his right hand, very casually.

His five fingers spread slightly.

Hum—!

The air distorted violently at this moment.

A dark red light, pure to the point of suffocation, rapidly gathered in Su Yu's palm.

There was no overflow of blood energy.

There was no howling wind.

A dark red spear, two meters long and looking like a physical object, appeared in his hand!

The tip of the spear pointed diagonally at the ground.

It exuded a terrifying, murderous aura that made one's scalp tingle.

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment.

He stared fixedly at the dark red spear in Su Yu's hand.

His brows furrowed slightly.

Because his realm was not high enough, and he had never comprehended any Martial Dao Will, he couldn't tell what this was at all.

He just assumed it was some special martial art condensed by Su Yu using blood energy.

"Blood energy Shape-Shifting?" Chen Feng sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

"Flashy and showy!"

"Without the armor-breaking attribute of the yuanlong spear, this crappy martial art of yours is just a piece of paper in front of my spiritual power!"

He was not afraid at all. He even thought Su Yu was struggling in his death throes.

The students offstage were also whispering.

"This martial art is quite cool!"

"Condensing a weapon directly with blood energy? It feels like it has great power?"

"What's the use of being cool? Can it beat a Heaven-tier spiritual power martial art?"

"Hard to say, after all, the gap in blood energy is there, a full two thousand points difference."

"Let's see, I bet Su Yu won't last three seconds."

The freshmen whispered to each other, clearly not optimistic about the unarmed Su Yu.

However, on the high platform, Director Chu Kuang was stunned. Completely stunned.

The moment his sharp, eagle-like eyes saw the dark red spear in Su Yu's hand, they widened violently! His eyeballs were about to pop out of his sockets!

"This..." Director Chu Kuang's throat let out a difficult swallowing sound.

He gripped the alloy railing on the edge of the high platform tightly.

Crack! Five finger holes were pinched into the hard alloy railing!

"This damn..." Director Chu Kuang's voice was trembling, even with a hint of a crying tone.

"Is it Spear Intent?!"

He had practiced the spear for his whole life. He had crawled through piles of dead bodies for most of his life. He had suffered countless hardships and countless injuries before he barely polished his Spear Intent to the "Micro-Perception" realm.

He knew better than anyone how hard it was to practice Martial Dao Will!

That was a pure spiritual sublimation!

But now, what was he seeing?!

Turning void into reality! Interfering with reality!

That was not some martial art condensed by blood energy; that was the manifestation of pure spiritual will!

"Shape-Shifting?!" Director Chu Kuang felt his brain buzzing. His worldview collapsed to the point where not even dregs remained.

"Is this Spear Intent a bit too condensed?!"

"Is the level a bit too high?!"

Director Chu Kuang roared in his heart.

Yesterday afternoon, this kid had just comprehended a prototype at Weiming Lake!

Counting it fully, it had been less than twenty-four hours!

One day. Skipping Micro-Perception, skipping Formless. Directly to Shape-Shifting?!

Had the spear practice of his entire life been in vain?

At the edge of the arena, the Martial Emperor expert, Vice Principal Nie Changkong, had originally stood with his hands behind his back, looking profound and prepared to watch Su Yu suffer a setback.

At this moment, the calmness on his face vanished.

Vice Principal Nie Changkong gasped sharply.

His deep gaze locked onto the dark red spear in Su Yu's hand. His chest heaved violently.

"Form-Manifesting Spear Intent..." Vice Principal Nie Changkong muttered to himself, his voice filled with unconcealable shock.

He felt his old face burning with pain.

He had just boldly said that he wanted Su Yu to suffer a bit, to take a setback. He said young people shouldn't be blindly arrogant and should learn to have reverence.

And the result?

The kid wasn't arrogant at all! The kid possessed absolute crushing strength!

"A true genius..." Vice Principal Nie Changkong smiled bitterly, a trace of self-mockery appearing in his eyes.

"Doesn't need testing at all!"

He had lived for so many years and had seen countless monsters. But a monster like Su Yu, who comprehended Form-Manifesting Will at eighteen, was unheard of!

One had to know, even that Principal Feng Wuji, who guarded the Northern Abyss and was hailed as the God of War of the Great Xia Kingdom, had only barely touched the threshold of Formless after the age of thirty!

The current Principal Feng Wuji's Spear Intent level was only at the peak of Shape-Shifting, a half-step into Clear Insight!

This kid! This kid!!!

Vice Principal Nie Changkong's heart beat violently. A wild joy of having found a peerless treasure instantly drowned him.

Shock. Unparalleled shock!

Capital Martial Arts University had truly dug up an invincible god capable of suppressing an era this time!

And on the arena, Chen Feng didn't know that the worldviews of the big shots on the high platform had shattered all over the floor.

He only knew that Su Yu no longer had a weapon. This was an excellent opportunity for him to wash away his shame and regain his dignity!

"Go to hell!" Chen Feng roared, his hands forming seals violently.

"Formless Calamity Blade!"

Three thousand points of blood energy were converted without reservation into invisible, formless spiritual power spikes.

With a sharp aura that tore through the soul, it headed straight for the center of Su Yu's eyebrows!

This time, he had poured out all his strength. He was determined to completely cripple this arrogant freshman!

Facing this fatal blow, Su Yu moved.

He did not dodge. A hint of coldness flashed in his deep eyes.

The dark red spear in his hand pointed forward.

Hum—!

The next moment, Chen Feng felt his world change.

The noisy playground, the exclaiming students, the instructors on the high platform, all disappeared!

The world turned into a dark red shura field. The air was filled with a suffocating smell of blood.

And in this world, only one spear remained!

A dark red spear that stood tall between heaven and earth, exuding endless killing and destructive aura!

This spear, with the dominance to crush everything, instantly pierced through his spiritual power defense.

Destroying everything!

Chen Feng's proud Heaven-tier spiritual power martial art was not even worth a grain of dust in front of this spear!

"No—!!!" Chen Feng let out a desperate scream in the spiritual world.

Swish. In the real world, all visions dissipated instantly. The howling wind stopped.

Chen Feng opened his eyes suddenly. Cold sweat instantly soaked his entire body.

He stood stiffly in place, not daring to move a single finger.

Because Su Yu's dark red spear was steadily pointing at his throat.

The sharpness spitting from the tip of the spear had already pierced his skin.

If Su Yu had a single thought, he would be decapitated!

Lost. Lost without any suspense.

Even faster and more thoroughly than when he was holding the yuanlong spear!

The students offstage were completely stunned. The entire Weiming Lake fell into a dead silence.

"What's the situation?"

"Why did Chen Feng suddenly stop moving?"

"What kind of martial art is that?! It can even instantly kill a Heaven-tier spiritual power martial art?!"

In the crowd, several top-tier senior students were already weak in the knees, their teeth chattering. They stared fixedly at the spear in Su Yu's hand, their voices filled with endless fear.

"That is not a martial art..."

"That is... Form-Manifesting Spear Intent!!!"

Once these words were spoken, the whole audience was in an uproar!

Everyone looked at Su Yu on the stage like he was a monster.

Eighteen-year-old Form-Manifesting Spear Intent!

The gold content of this special freshman was still rising! Rising to a desperate level!

At the very front of the crowd, Lin Xiaoxiao looked at the dazzling young man on the stage.

A very bright smile bloomed on her pure and beautiful face.

She clenched her small fists tightly. From the bottom of her heart, she felt proud and happy for Su Yu.