Chapter 249: Unyielding Clash
Chapter 249: Unyielding Clash (Requesting Monthly Votes)
"You have no chance of winning!" Han Zhen roared, his eyes blazing with crimson light as a terrifying aura surged from his muscular frame. He stomped his right foot hard onto the concrete floor.
Boom!
The ground trembled, cracks spiderwebbing outward beneath his bootprint. With a guttural cry, he unfurled his silver Battle Saber and charged forward in mighty strides, his speed erupting like a tiger lunging at prey, leaving afterimages in his wake.
Lin Qi instantly calculated his opponent’s explosive acceleration. Even he hadn’t expected Han Zhen’s speed to be this blistering. Worse still, the Battle Saber gleamed with a searing red glow, its edge radiating scorching heat that ignited the air itself, whipping up a blazing gale.
The suffocating pressure of impending death struck Lin Qi like a physical blow. Without hesitation, he coiled his legs and exploded upward, his body enveloped in a shimmering aura of Vital Force. Like lightning tearing through the sky, he launched forward, his Black Long Spear spinning in his grip. Muscles corded and veins bulged as he channeled raw power, every fiber of his being humming like a synchronized engine.
Unleashing his ultimate technique, the Split Mountain Spear Techniques, he thrust his spear in a sweeping arc. The air split with a thunderous whoosh, as though purging all impurities from existence.
At twenty meters apart, the two titans closed the distance in an instant.
Whoosh!
The silver saber and black spear collided mid-air with a cataclysmic crash, unleashing a shockwave that rippled through the atmosphere.
Han Zhen struck first, pouring his entire might into the clash. His Battle Saber blazed with infernal Vital Force, his lips twisting into a savage grin—three moves, he’d vowed. Three moves to seize victory.
Lin Qi met him head-on, his expression grim as he channeled his own full power. Ancient battlefield instincts surged through him, his spear roaring like a war god’s cry.
Boom!
The impact compressed the air itself, sending a translucent pressure wave cascading outward.
Lin Qi’s arms screamed in agony as a scorching torrent of Vital Force invaded his limbs, like molten fire surging through his veins. His muscles trembled, blood vessels ruptured, and pain seared through his nerves as though boiling water had been poured into his flesh.
This Vital Force… it’s monstrous!
Staggering backward, he skidded for a dozen paces before halting, his face contorted in pain. Guo Heng had warned him—this wasn’t just strength; it was a technique that amplified Vital Force beyond reason.
Across from him, Han Zhen also recoiled, his arms numb and palms aching. His eyes widened in shock.
This power… he’s nearly my equal!
Han Zhen’s mind raced. With his 79 Vital Energy stat and the Crimson Flame Special Ability, his Primordial Energy, cultivated through the Lava Finch Evolution Method—the Red Emperor’s legendary art—had transformed his body into a furnace of unrelenting heat. Even innate titans like Huo Wanyang and Wei Peng paled in comparison.
Yet Lin Qi, an unawakened prodigy, matched him blow for blow.
"Again!" Han Zhen bellowed, his eyes glowing blood-red. His black-and-crimson combat suit clung to his sculpted frame, veins bulging like steel cables as his body temperature soared, radiant heat warping the air.
The two clashed anew, their weapons carving through the arena like celestial bodies colliding. Lin Qi’s Split Mountain Spear Techniques erupted in sweeping arcs, each strike a seismic force. Han Zhen countered with razor-sharp precision, his flames licking at Lin Qi’s defenses.
Crack! Boom!
With every exchange, Lin Qi’s arms blackened, the stench of charred flesh rising. The fire-born Vital Force seeped deeper, scorching his chest, searing his heart.
His opponent’s technique was superior. The razor-edged control, the unyielding pressure—it was overwhelming.
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In the stands, gasps echoed.
"Lin Qi’s actually holding his own?!"
"Am I hallucinating?!"
Shanyu Martial Academy’s section was stunned. Tan Peier gaped, "How is he surviving the Crimson Flame Blade Techniques?!" Nearby, Liang Yuxin, Zhong Xinyan, and Gong Hui stared as if witnessing a ghost.
At the Minghai Martial Institute section, Li Hanjiang grinned wildly. "Told you—he’s got what it takes!"
Even Wei Peng blinked furiously, rubbing his eyes to confirm.
(End of Chapter)
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