Chapter 328: Admiration for Lin Qi
Chapter 328: Admiration for Lin Qi (Requesting Monthly Votes)
"Shsh!"
Lin Qi’s eyes narrowed. With a sudden swing of his colossal black spear, he erupted into action like a tiger awakening from slumber, his terrifying aura exploding outward.
His Mind’s Eye innate talent activated simultaneously, sharpening his perception of the air’s subtlest shifts. Wisps of invisible spiritual energy radiated from Shen Zhenzhen, threading toward him like intangible tendrils. Every movement of his body fell under her awareness.
Yet through his own perception, he tracked her too. Though his spiritual power lagged behind hers, his Mind’s Eye bridged the gap, granting him what felt like an unfair advantage—a cheating ability amplifying his senses exponentially. And she remained blissfully unaware of this edge.
Still, he doubted he’d need to rely on it.
Muscles locking, his body exploded into motion. Organs thrummed in synchronization. A tidal wave of Vital Force surged through him.
Shen Zhenzhen was fast—blindingly so—but Lin Qi matched her pace.
With a roar, his black long spear slashed forward, Vital Force surging into its shaft as he executed the Sky-Shaking Spear Techniques.
Before them, countless blades of light coiled like venomous serpents, striking from all directions. Lin Qi spun his spear in a full circle, Vital Energy roaring like a mighty river. Veins bulged across his arms as he swept outward, scattering the entire swarm of sword illusions in one devastating arc.
Shen Zhenzhen’s lips curled into a sneer. “Though your body constitution surpasses mine, Lin Qi, you’ll never break my sword techniques!”
“Boom!!”
Their weapons collided mid-arena.
Lin Qi’s spearhead pierced through the storm of illusions, finding the true blade beneath. Shen Zhenzhen’s expression twisted in shock.
“How?!”
Her technique—broken? How had he pinpointed her genuine sword amidst countless illusions? Was it sheer luck?
Yet his movements held no hesitation. The spear’s trajectory struck precisely at her weakest point. No randomness—just absolute mastery of her technique’s flaws.
Worse still, a searing pain erupted in her chest as raw power surged through her blade and into her body.
The force carried a surging tide of Vital Force—like a platinum-furred tiger rampaging through her limbs, shattering everything in its path.
Her arms went numb, blood rising to her throat. Had she not recently breakthrough to the Fourth Realm, strengthening her bones and muscles, she’d have collapsed like Wims. Even so, her condition remained dire.
“Agh!!”
She gasped in pain, eyes wide with terror as she struggled to control her body. Channeling her spiritual power to its limit, she desperately sought Lin Qi’s weakness—any opening for a counterattack.
Through her perception, multiple flaws in his current spear strike appeared. If she could land a single blow on those weak points, she might still turn the tide.
But Lin Qi seemed to anticipate her thoughts. His spear techniques shifted instantly, retracting to gather momentum before piercing forward again.
“So fast!”
She barely raised her sword to block.
“Dang!!”
The weapons clashed violently, sparks flying as the impact shattered residual Vital Force waves. Yet Lin Qi’s spear remained relentless, its trajectory unchanged.
“Whoosh!!”
The spearhead tore through the air, its tip glowing white-hot with concentrated Vital Force. Friction ignited a storm of wind as it streaked toward her—like a meteor carving the night sky.
A slender black dragon with gaping jaws—devouring all in its path.
“Puh!”
The spear pierced her combat suit in a straight line, drilling through muscle, blood vessels, heart, and skin. Every tissue along that path liquefied, reduced to pulp.
Blood trailed behind the spearhead as it exited her body.
Shen Zhenzhen felt hollow. Glancing down, she saw her chest—pierced entirely through.
“How…?”
She’d seen his openings. Yet his speed surpassed even her reaction time.
They were both Fourth-Circle martial artists—neither awakened, neither wielding unique Vital Force. Her speed should’ve been superior.
Why? Why did Lin Qi—unawakened—outpace her?
She’d never understand.
“No!!” she screamed, defiance burning in her final breath.
Lin Qi’s expression remained cold.
“Even in a fair fight, you’d still lose. The gap between us is insurmountable—a chasm no Psychoflux wielder can bridge.”
“Boom!”
His words faded as Shen Zhenzhen’s body crumpled to the ground, vanishing into nothingness.
[Match 3: Lin Qi (Xia Kingdom) wins!]
The arena’s AI announcer boomed overhead.
“Clap! Clap!”
The audience erupted into thunderous applause, voices shaking the skies.
“He’s unstoppable—another effortless victory!”
“Lin Qi’s terrifying now. Back at the national freshman competition, he needed minor divine abilities to beat awakened geniuses.”
“Now he defeats them in two moves!”
The crowd gawked in awe. An awakened genius—fallen so easily.
In the White Eagle Federation’s stands, countless spectators—black and white alike—stared wide-eyed at the scene. Among them stood Wims.
“That Xia Kingdom’s Lin Qi… he’s incredible!”
“He’s beyond ordinary—he’s beaten an awakened genius!”
“It’s not that I was weak… it’s that he was too strong!” Wims realized, his face suddenly lighting up with excitement.
Though defeated by Lin Qi himself, watching him dismantle an awakened genius stirred something new in him—admiration.
...
Back in the Xia Kingdom’s stands,
Within the Azure Firmament Martial Academy’s section, Xia Lian chuckled at Shen Zhenzhen’s ashen face as she reappeared post-match.
“Struck down in two moves? You’re the first awakened genius eliminated in this Global Freshman Competition.”
“Pathetically weak. At least you lost to Lin Qi—imagine falling to someone worse!”
Xia Lian’s words drew open laughter. Many in the academy disliked Shen Zhenzhen, and now reveled in her humiliation.
Each laugh pierced Shen Zhenzhen like blades.
“Buzz!!”
Unable to bear it, she logged out instantly.
Watching her vanish, Xia Lian sighed.
“Can’t handle the pressure—pathetic mental fortitude.”
Wan Ming added, “We expected her to lose… but not this quickly. Two moves?”
Xiang Long scoffed nearby.
“If I can’t beat Lin Qi in two moves, how could I ever defeat me?”
His pride baffled the others—what was there to boast about?
Pei Jiu shrugged. “Her body constitution simply couldn’t rival Lin Qi’s. This loss was inevitable.”
“Even among Psychoflux wielders, strength varies.”
The others nodded. Compared to Shen Zhenzhen, Pei Jiu’s might seemed far superior.
...
Back in the stands, Lin Qi reappeared to thunderous applause from his peers at the Sixth Institute.
“Brother Qi, you’re amazing!!” someone roared.
Jiang Tao grinned, giving a thumbs-up.
“That felt incredible! The other nations must be shaking right now.”
“This is just the beginning. Wait till they see what’s next,” Lin Qi said, his eyes on the arena screen.
Jiang Tao’s bracket draw proved fortunate—among 230 awakened geniuses, he’d narrowly avoided all, facing only a Bear Republic contender.
“Relax, Brother Qi. I’ll definitely reach Round Four,” Jiang Tao declared confidently.
The tournament continued.
Match Four brought a familiar face—Li Hanjiang.
Minghai Martial Institute’s freshman ace—once the national champion contender until Lin Qi’s rise.
On the ruined arena stage, Li Hanjiang stood tall in a blue combat suit. His blue long spear flashed like snowfall—pure speed perfected.
His opponent crumbled under the relentless wintry assault.
Lin Qi nodded in grudging respect. Li Hanjiang’s innate talent truly was extraordinary, breaking into the Fourth Realm already.
An unawakened genius reaching such heights? His natural gifts rivaled any awakened contender.
Tan Peier and Han Zhen would likely lose to him now.
...
That evening, in Azure Firmament’s villa #01,
Inside the martial arts hall, Lin Qi sat cross-legged in the Five Hearts to Sky Posture.
Primordial Energy swirled into his body, chilling him as it seeped through every pore.
His bones underwent a brutal forging—each strike of energy refining them like a dull blade sharpened to lethal perfection. Their density increased, hardening into near-indestructible weapons.
Dark auras flickered across his skin as his skeleton took on predatory qualities—like a blade forged with demonic tiger essence.
“Roar!!”
After an hour, his eyes snapped open—golden light flashing outward.
A tangible aura of ferocity formed around him, a platinum tiger’s roar echoing through the hall as the energy wave radiated outward.
[Primordial Energy cultivation completed. Bones tempered. Closer to Demon Tiger Bone. Vital Energy Stat +2]
[Vital Energy Stat: 245→247]
...
“Crack!”
Lin Qi clenched his fist, sinew and bone thrumming with power.
His bones felt heavier, denser—yet his speed remained unimpeded, as if rooted in an unshakable foundation.
“Improving speed feels too slow. I need greater power—faster.”
“I’ve reached Round Four—Top 250.”
“The tournament accelerates now. Within days, we’ll have a champion.”
Lin Qi’s eyes gleamed. He longed to test his strength against Yu Zhuoran, Viktor, and Havel.
...(End of Chapter)
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