Chapter 233: Instant Victory in One Move
Chapter 233: Instant Victory in One Move (Requesting Monthly Votes)
All eyes turned to the massive tournament scoreboard hovering over the arena, where martial artists scanned for their opponents. Lin Qi quickly located his name, his gaze sweeping like a radar beam before landing on his match details.
Match 2: Lin Qi (Azure Firmament Martial Academy) vs. Mao Jia (Shuchuan Martial University)
His expression turned awkward. He'd just learned Mao Jia's name, and now his first match would be against her.
"Brother Qi, your opening opponent is Shuchuan Martial University's strongest freshman—Mao Jia", Jiang Tao said, his eyes gleaming. "Time to show them what the top expert of Azure Firmament, the strongest martial arts academy in Xia Kingdom, is really worth!"
The surrounding crowd stirred with excitement. Not long ago, they'd been awestruck by Lin Qi's sparring session with Guan Shan. Now, after weeks apart, his aura felt even more oppressive. Even his closest comrade, Jiang Tao, couldn't fathom Lin Qi's current strength.
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The scoreboard's announcement sent ripples through the audience. The thirty seeded contestants studied their opponents, each burning with eagerness to prove themselves.
"Two days of spectating finally pays off—we finally get to fight!"
"Time to remind those ordinary schools what true Xia Kingdom genius looks like."
"My battle saber's been itching for action!"
They sat poised like hunters awaiting prey.
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At Shuchuan Martial University's spectator section, cheers erupted.
"Jia, you're facing Azure Firmament's Lin Qi this round—take him down!" shouted a supporter.
"We all believe you'll win!"
Seated among towering male athletes—many over six feet tall—a petite figure stood out. Mao Jia's delicate features and fair skin contrasted with her intense aura. Her bun-tied hair and crossed arms exuded quiet confidence. Though barely five-foot-three, she'd earned her place as Shuchuan's top freshman, having crushed every rival since enrollment. Her vital energy stats and martial prowess exceeded normal standards, earning whispers of "hidden S-Rank genius" status.
A confident smile curved her lips as she recalled her previous victories over the three elite academies' contenders. "If I beat Lin Qi", she mused aloud, "I'll prove I belong in the championship race."
"Go get 'em, Jia!" the crowd roared.
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The arena's fourth round completed its first match with a decisive three-minute victory. Zhou Xi Yin emerged from the fading crimson light, her white combat suit streaked with sweat.
Match 1: Zhou Xi Yin (Azure Firmament) Victorious!
Returning to her seat, her gaze sharpened on Lin Qi. "Time for Brother Qi's debut", she murmured.
Lin Qi rose, his imposing frame radiating quiet menace like a tiger stalking prey. The arena transformed into apocalyptic ruins—collapsed walls, shattered vehicles, and cracked asphalt revealing jagged terrain.
Two crimson light pillars descended. From one emerged Lin Qi in black combat gear, gripping his black long spear. From the other stepped Mao Jia in red, her slender frame belying the fierce energy crackling around her. Her red-handled Han sword gleamed with cold silver light.
Mao Jia twirled her blade, her delicate face alight with challenge. "Heard you defeated National College Exam runner-up Huo Wanyang?"
"Guilty", Lin Qi replied evenly.
"Beating you might earn me the national freshman championship", she said. "Time to make Shuchuan history."
"Best of luck", Lin Qi offered.
Countdown: 3, 2, 1...
Match 2: Commencing!
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In Vip spectator sections hidden from general view, Shuchuan's leaders watched intently. A burly bald official smirked.
"Little Jia's our trump card. Though she lacked early resources, we poured everything into her training. Now she rivals Azure Firmament's Lin Qi. This'll be spectacular!"
Nearby, Azure Firmament's leadership exchanged wry glances. Dean Liu remained impassive—the arrogance of lesser academies never ceased to amuse him.
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The arena's AI announcer boomed as the match ignited.
Mao Jia exploded into motion, her boots cracking the pavement. Her Han sword became a silver vortex—Golden Viper Blade Art: Snake Swarm Surge—a storm of strikes raining like hail.
Lin Qi stood rooted as her blade closed in. In his eyes, her movements slowed—a flaw in her technique he dissected clinically. At the last breath, he moved.
His foot struck the ground like thunderclap, leaving a cratered imprint.
(End of Chapter)
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