Chapter 387: Mountain-Shaking Intention!
Chapter 387: Mountain-Shaking Intention! (Requesting Monthly Vote)
“Block!!”
The clash of claws and the Tiger Slaughter Long Spear erupted in a shower of sparks. Lin Qi’s golden blade aura erupted like a thousand arrows loosed at once.
“Puh! Puh!”
The golden blade tore through the Clawrend Ape’s dark-red skin, carving dozens of bloody gashes. Simultaneously, a terrifying force surged from his body.
“Roar!!”
The Clawrend Ape staggered, its face twisting in shock as pain seared through its severed claws. Its limbs snapped, blood spraying as it was hurled backward by the force.
Lin Qi surged forward, targeting the second Clawrend Ape. His speed exploded, golden blade aura condensing around his spear. Now at full power, his combat strength had surged 1.8x—surpassing the peak of the Fifth Realm and reaching Sixth-Realm potency.
Wielding the sixth-tier Tiger Slaughter Long Spear, amplified by his [Golden Edge] ability, his strikes grew exponentially more devastating.
Five-level Disaster Beasts no longer warranted his attention.
Swinging his golden spear, he lunged like a golden dragon, a Ten-Thousand-Ton Thunder Thrust tearing space itself. The Clawrend Ape swung its claws to block, but Lin Qi’s spear was faster.
The blade pierced its chest, blasting a gaping hole.
“Boom!!”
The beast crashed to the ground, crushing weaker Disaster Beasts like Ironthorn Boars and Blazing Tiger Hounds beneath it.
“Roar!!”
Lin Qi pressed the assault. Six Clawrend Apes fell under his relentless attacks, his [Golden Edge] making him a living weapon.
A golden-armored war god, sweeping all opposition.
The air thickened with blood, but the golden aura repelled it all, keeping him spotless. Moments later, six five-level Clawrend Apes lay dead.
Points +30,000
Lin Qi didn’t bother checking his Points tally—it was already astronomical. He’d hunted countless five-level Disaster Beasts before.
Hundreds of meters away, Huo Wanyang, engulfed in crimson flames, stared in shock at Lin Qi’s rampage.
“How… is this possible?”
A massive Clawrend Ape swung its claws at him. He parried with his crimson Great Axe, igniting the beast’s fur with his Crimson Flame.
The claws sliced air, clashing with his axe. The impact forced him backward.
He felt the Clawrend Ape’s power—its agility, its blinding speed. Facing a five-level beast, he had to tread carefully.
Lin Qi, an SS-Rank Genius, slaughtered Clawrend Apes like chickens. Huo couldn’t. The gap was staggering.
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On a distant watchtower, soldiers in green uniforms observed the battle through monitors.
“This is an SS-Rank Genius? Incredible!”
“He’s only a sophomore, yet he’s killing five-level Clawrend Apes effortlessly.”
A burly soldier exclaimed.
The towering officer exhaled.
“The other genius is impressive, but he’s no match for this black-haired prodigy. No wonder they released a six-level beast—it’s clearly a test for him.”
His gaze shifted to a colossal figure charging toward Lin Qi.
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“Roar!!”
Lin Qi’s breath remained steady despite relentless combat. His heart thundered, replenishing energy as he fought.
He could keep going.
Huo Wanyang, however, was nearing collapse. His stamina plummeted.
Near Lin Qi, Disaster Beasts dwindled. The Spatial Gate had closed, their numbers thinned by his slaughter.
“Roar!!”
A deafening roar shook the air for hundreds of meters.
“Boom!!”
The ground trembled. Lin Qi locked eyes with the source—a titanic bear towering ten meters tall, its back armored with a metallic spine.
Sparse fur, gray-brown skin like iron, muscles like forged steel. Lin Qi recognized it instantly: a six-level Disaster Beast—Ironspine Warbear.
The six-level had finally arrived.
Its sheer size dwarfed him—a ten-meter skyscraper, while he stood an ant-like 1.9 meters. Oppression radiated from its form, heavy as a mountain, even from a distance.
“Roar!!”
The Warbear charged, a living landslide. Its thunderous steps kicked up gales, its metallic spine gleaming like unbreakable armor.
Lin Qi gripped his spear, dashing forward like a black lightning bolt.
“Roar!!”
The bear’s paw swung—a hammering blow. Lin Qi dodged, the wind of its strike rippling his golden aura.
“Boom!!”
The ground shattered, cracks spiderwebbing outward beneath the pawprint.
Lin Qi felt the terrifying force. He couldn’t match the brute strength—its sheer size outclassed him.
He leapt, channeling his golden blade and Vital Force into a strike aimed at the Warbear’s eye.
“Puh!”
The bear shut its eyes. Lin Qi’s spear scraped its eyelid, sparks flying, then pierced deeper, tearing into the eyeball.
Boiling blood erupted. The Warbear roared, slamming its pillar-like limbs at Lin Qi.
Lin Qi’s body hung midair—no leverage.
“Boom!!”
His [Golden Edge] surged, a swarm of golden blades condensing at his spear’s tip. He tightened mid-air, slamming downward.
Sky-Shaking Spear Techniques – Killing Move: Skyfall Sundering!!
“Boom!!”
Spear met paw.
The blade sliced the Warbear’s paw, gushing blood.
“Roar!!”
The impact’s force surged into Lin Qi—raw, crushing power. His golden aura absorbed most, his Sixth-Rank Combat Suit and S-Rank Defense Vest nullifying the rest. Still, the shockwave rattled his insides, blood rising in his throat.
“Boom!!”
He crashed into the ground, a crater exploding beneath him.
“Roar!!”
The Warbear leapt—ten meters of death, a meteor descending.
Nearby, Huo Wanyang beheaded a Bronze Wild Ox, eyes wide at the scene.
Danger!!
Would Lin Qi be buried alive here?
The officer tensed.
“Should we intervene?” a soldier asked.
The officer shook his head. “No. If danger escalates, someone will step in.”
Lin Qi’s shadow loomed, the Warbear’s body blotting out the sky. The pressure awakened something primal in his blood.
His muscles coiled, his mind sharpening.
He twisted mid-air, springing upward like a coiled spring.
“Boom!!”
The Warbear’s paw cratered the ground, shattering stone like shrapnel.
Lin Qi exhaled sharply—too close.
He analyzed his foe. The metallic spine was invincible. Skin and claws—armor. Weaknesses: eyes, neck, knees, belly. The neck—the softest spot. One strike, and it’d die.
Adrenaline surged. He gripped his spear, resolve hardening.
Time to end it.
“Roar!!”
The Warbear’s paw swung. Lin Qi crouched, roots anchoring his legs. His heart thundered, blood roaring like rivers.
His [Golden Edge] blazed, Vital Force molten in his veins, golden veins blazing across his skin.
He reached peak power—like a Level 9 Platinum Malevolence Tiger awakening.
“Boom!!”
As the paw descended, Lin Qi erupted—a golden lightning bolt ducking the strike. He counterattacked, spear blazing with golden light and Vital Force, humming like a dragon’s roar.
His mind sharpened. Ten meters high, the Warbear was a mountain.
He would shake the mountain.
His will fused with his technique.
Mountains stood immovable, humanity dwarfed beneath them. Yet humanity dreamed of shaking them—shattering them.
Like the founder of Sky-Shaking Spear Techniques, standing atop the world, ready to topple mountains.
His soul resonated with the art. A flood of insight surged through him—a new force enveloping his body.
Huo Wanyang’s eyes widened. Above Lin Qi, a phantom mountain materialized—a colossal, golden silhouette.
“Boom!!”
This wasn’t brute force—it was the weight of heaven itself. A mountain crashing down!
“This is… Mountain-Shaking Intention??!!”
Huo Wanyang couldn’t believe his eyes.
(End of Chapter)
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