87: Chapter 87 Soul-Forging Spear Intent

The nine billionth year!!!

Roar—!!!

A terrifying dragon's roar that shook the nine heavens exploded within the deduction void!

The long spear in Su Yu's hand instantly transformed into a ten-thousand-zhang-long, grayish-black giant dragon condensed entirely from pure Destruction True Intent!

The giant dragon coiled above Su Yu's head.

Those pupil-less grey dragon eyes emitted a deathly aura that made one's soul tremble.

Peak Soul Casting!

Nine billion years of long deduction.

Su Yu had completely endowed the Destruction True Intent of the Eight Desolations Annihilation Spear with a soul!

This was no longer just a conceptual state.

It was a Soul of Destruction possessing an instinctive killing consciousness!

With just a single thought from Su Yu, this Spear Soul could automatically lock onto an enemy and fight until death!

Swish.

Consciousness returned once again.

The air inside the quiet room distorted violently the moment Su Yu opened his eyes.

Su Yu restrained all of his aura.

Using the just-perfected Myriad Phenomena Concealment Art, he firmly suppressed the nine million drops of Dark Gold Divine Blood—comparable to a Martial Saint—and the terrifying peak Soul-Forging Spear Intent in his deepest depths.

He glanced at the remaining combination boxes on the floor.

Inside, nine hundred and eighty million in cash remained.

Su Yu flipped his wrist.

He directly stored the cash into his storage ring.

Keep it.

For a rainy day.

Although his mental power currently remained at the Martial King realm without further deduction,

combined with his peak Soul-Forging Spear Intent and Martial Saint-level physical body, Martial King-level mental power was already completely sufficient for support and scouting.

This bit of money would be kept for emergencies.

In case there was something he needed to comprehend, he could take it out and use it immediately.

He would continue to spend money to upgrade his mental power after earning more in the future.

"Next."

Su Yu stood up and stretched his muscles and bones, which emitted popping sounds.

"Is following Vice Principal Nie Changkong tomorrow to crusade against the Abyss Cult's stronghold."

Taking down a stronghold would surely yield a large amount of resources.

Moreover, with the shadow identity of 'Su deep',

he could unscrupulously accept those high-value bounty missions worth hundreds of millions, earn massive rewards, and continue to level up!

Until he reached the absolute pinnacle of this world!

...

Night.

Capital Martial Arts University Freshman Apartments.

Su Yu took a shower and changed into a clean set of casual clothes.

Just as he walked into the living room,

Ding-dong.

The doorbell rang.

Su Yu's Martial King-level mental power swept out slightly.

The scene outside the door was instantly reflected in his mind.

He walked over and pulled open the main door.

Outside the door,

Lin Xiaoxiao was standing there, panting heavily while holding a heavy stainless steel spear.

This top-tier wealthy young lady appeared exceptionally disheveled at the moment.

The black training suit on her body was completely soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to her fair skin.

Several strands of wet hair stuck to her cheeks.

Covered in sweat, her chest heaved violently.

Clearly, after finishing a day of fist technique cultivation, she hadn't even had time to shower before running back to the dormitory to grab her spear and find Su Yu.

"Su Yu..."

Lin Xiaoxiao gasped for breath, her pure and beautiful face flushed red.

In her bright large eyes, there was a stubbornness that refused to admit defeat, as well as a trace of expectation hidden deep within.

"I'm here."

"You promised me during the day."

"To teach me spear techniques."

Looking at her like this, a hint of helplessness flashed through Su Yu's deep eyes.

This girl's obsession with becoming stronger and catching up to him was truly astonishingly deep.

"Come in."

Su Yu stepped aside, making a path.

Holding the spear, Lin Xiaoxiao walked into the spacious living room somewhat awkwardly.

She glanced at the clean, tidy floor, then looked down at her clothes which were still dripping sweat, and suddenly bit her lower lip in embarrassment.

"Um... I think I've made your floor dirty."

"It's fine."

Su Yu closed the door and walked to the center of the living room.

"Give me the spear."

Lin Xiaoxiao obediently handed over the stainless steel spear that weighed a hundred catties.

This spear was one she had specifically picked from the school's armory; it was a heavy spear most suitable for beginners to practice basic force exertion.

Su Yu took the spear with one hand.

He didn't even grip the handle, but simply used two fingers to casually pinch the middle of the shaft.

The hundred-catty stainless steel spear felt as light as a toothpick in his hand.

"The spear, the king of a hundred weapons."

Su Yu's voice was calm, carrying an unquestionable sense of professionalism.

He gave the hundred-catty spear a casual shake, and the tip traced an imperceptible arc in the air.

"Sabers and swords focus on hacking and slashing, while staves and clubs focus on sweeping and smashing."

"But the spear is different."

"The core of the spear lies in a single 'point'."

Su Yu turned around, his deep eyes looking at Lin Xiaoxiao.

"Rise the power of the whole body's blood qi, bones, and muscles from the soles of your feet, follow the Spine Dragon through the shoulders, elbows, and wrists, and finally compress and converge it all onto that less-than-an-inch sharp edge at the tip."

"Do not dissipate even a fraction of it."

"This is the true force exertion of spear techniques."

"Watch closely."

He didn't use any blood qi.

Nor did he use Spear Intent.

He relied solely on the purest physical technique.

His arm shook slightly.

Buzz—!

The heavy stainless steel spear instantly turned into a blurred afterimage in Su Yu's hand!

The spear tip pierced the air, letting out an extremely sharp whistle!

An exceptionally fierce current of air brushed right past Lin Xiaoxiao's cheek, severing a stray strand of hair by her ear.

Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes widened abruptly.

Her heart beat violently at this moment.

So fast!

So accurate!

Most importantly, in that instant, she felt an indescribable sense of pressure coming from Su Yu!

That feeling was like standing at the foot of an unreachably high divine mountain.

Even though Su Yu had already used the Myriad Phenomena Concealment Art to mask his aura, the quality of his Martial Saint-level physical body still inadvertently emitted a trace of a superior's invisible pressure.

"The spear strikes like a dragon, force penetrating the tip."

Su Yu withdrew the spear and casually tossed it back to Lin Xiaoxiao.

"You try it once."

"Straight thrust."

Lin Xiaoxiao caught the spear in a flurry.

She took a deep breath.

She suppressed the thumping in her heart caused by Su Yu's presence and gripped the shaft tightly with both hands.

Her gaze became stubborn.

"Ha!"

Lin Xiaoxiao gave a sharp cry, her blood qi erupting as she thrust the spear forward fiercely!

Bang!

The air made a muffled sound.

The power was great.

But the spear tip trembled slightly, and the trajectory was off by half an inch.

"Not right."

Su Yu walked forward.

Standing by Lin Xiaoxiao's side, he reached out his right hand and directly grasped her front wrist holding the spear.

A warm sensation was transmitted.

Lin Xiaoxiao's body stiffened abruptly.

Her entire face instantly turned bright red, even her earlobes were flushed through.

Su Yu didn't care about any of this.

His gaze was exceptionally focused, his voice low and steady.

"Exert force from the waist, let the power transmit through the Spine Dragon to the shoulder."

"Don't let your wrist be stiff."

"Follow my strength."

Su Yu held her wrist and adjusted the angle slightly.

Then,

guiding her hand, he thrust forward fiercely!

Ssh!

The stainless steel spear instantly broke the sound barrier!

The shaft was taut and straight, without a single tremor.

A perfect straight thrust!

Lin Xiaoxiao stared blankly ahead.

She didn't even feel like she had used much strength, yet the power of this thrust was several times stronger than her full eruption just now.

Is this his control over power?

"Did you remember it?"

Su Yu let go of her hand and took a step back.

Lin Xiaoxiao snapped back to her senses, only to feel that the wrist Su Yu had held was burning hot.

She lowered her head, not daring to look into Su Yu's eyes.

Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

"Re... remembered."

Su Yu nodded.

"Tonight, just practice this one move, the straight thrust."

"Practice it a thousand times."

"You aren't allowed to go back to sleep until you finish."

Lin Xiaoxiao looked up abruptly, her mouth pouting aggrievedly.

But looking at Su Yu's cold face,

she swallowed her words of protest back down.

"Oh."

"A thousand times it is!"

"This young lady isn't afraid of hard work!"

She gritted her teeth and gripped the spear with both hands.

In the spacious living room, she practiced the tedious straight thrust over and over again.

Sweat continued to drip down.

But her gaze became increasingly bright.

Su Yu sat on the sofa, quietly watching this stubborn wealthy young lady.

A trace of imperceptible approval flashed in his deep eyes.

The reason he set a requirement of a thousand times was not to intentionally make things difficult.

Spear techniques were skills for killing.

Since this girl insisted on learning from him,

he had to be responsible for her.

Teaching casually or being perfunctory wouldn't be helping her; it would be harming her.

Sweat continued to drip down.

Lin Xiaoxiao's arms had already begun to tremble slightly, but every time she thrust the spear, her gaze became even brighter and more determined.

The night gradually deepened.

Tomorrow,

would be the time to test these ninety billion years of cultivation and crusade against the Abyss Cult.