Chapter 49: You Don't Get How Strong Brother Qi Is
Chapter 49: You Don’t Get How Strong Brother Qi Is (Please Keep Up)
“You’re too slow!”
Qiu Jie swung his long spear, his figure graceful and swift as a wisp of smoke, suddenly appearing before Lin Qi. Standing at 1.85 meters, his presence flowed like wind, muscles chiseled from iron—lean yet powerful, cutting through air resistance with ease.
Lin Qi had to admit—Qiu Jie’s speed was truly impressive.
In an instant, Qiu Jie thrust his spear forward, slicing the air like a tempest.
Swish, swish!
The spear blurred like a storm’s downpour.
Trickling Stream Spear, First Form: Water Thread Piercing!
His weapon shot forward like a straight stream, aiming straight for Lin Qi’s eyes. A direct hit would’ve ended the match.
At the same time, Lin Qi countered, his arm snapping the spear into a spinning arc, carving circles in the air.
Spiral Sunder!
Blades clashed in a flash, sharp force erupting to tear through.
Clang!
The collision sparked, reverberating through their arms. Both leapt back, then lunged again.
Suddenly, Qiu Jie surged, his speed skyrocketing. He erupted into a flurry of phantom strikes, overwhelming Lin Qi with illusions. Each thrust was relentless—like water drilling through stone, unstoppable.
Clang, clang!
Feeling the ferocity of Qiu Jie’s spearplay, Lin Qi shifted to defense, swirling his weapon into a shield.
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In the Virtual Chamber, all 49 classmates watched the live feed, murmuring.
“Who do you think’ll win—Lin Qi or Qiu Jie?” someone whispered.
“Theoretically, Qiu Jie’s ranked tenth in our grade, while Lin Qi’s eighteenth. Big gap. Lin Qi’s probably outmatched.”
“They’re not restricting vitality stats. Lin Qi’s behind in both vitality and spear techniques. I’d bet on Qiu Jie.”
A rational analysis drew nods.
“But Lin Qi earned Teacher Zhang’s approval. Maybe he’s stronger than we think,” a dissenting voice rose.
“Yeah, right. Everyone knows Teacher Zhang’s always favoring Lin Qi. Could be nepotism,” another sneered.
“If Lin Qi loses, I’m curious how he’ll save face,” someone snickered.
“Screw your laugh,” Jiang Tao snapped coldly.
Nearby, Zhang Cheng watched the stream, lips curling faintly.
Yu Jing remarked, “Lin Qi’s done for.”
“Don’t jump to conclusions,” Qi Yuelin countered.
Li Zhou frowned silently at the screen. Lin Qi seemed to evade Qiu Jie’s storm, but years of martial arts training whispered this duel wasn’t so simple.
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Crimson Realm Arena
Clang, clang!
“Dodge, dodge, dodge—is that all you can do?”
“Man up! You too scared to face me head-on?”
Qiu Jie raged, his spear a hurricane, slashing wildly. Each strike was a thunderstorm, relentless. Mockery poured from him, fueling his fury.
Suddenly, his spear plunged like a waterfall—Rushing Waterfall Impact!
Clang!
Lin Qi swept his spear sideways, arms straining against the shockwave that sent him stumbling backward.
Unfazed, he locked eyes on Qiu Jie, unmoved by the taunts.
Trickling Stream Spear—swift as wind, relentless as dripping water eroding stone.
“Qiu Jie’s vitality exceeds 9.0, faster than me. Strength’s equal,” Lin Qi calculated. His innate talent had evolved; his punch power now surpassed his vitality tier.
Like Li Zhou—his punch strength rivaled first-tier experts, yet his vitality stood at 9.8.
Exhaling, Lin Qi’s aura shifted, eyes blazing.
“Enough. My turn.”
He vanished, then erupted forward. Power surged from his spine, radiating raw dominance. His spear thrust as if mountains crumbled—
“You?” Qiu sneered, charging like lightning, spear tearing air.
Water Sprinkling All Around!
Clang, clang!
Impact sent tremors up their arms. Qiu Jie recoiled, arms numb with searing pain.
“How? He’s stronger than me?!”
“No way!” Qiu Jie’s mind shattered, channeling all energy into his spear.
Rainfall Whirl!
A storm of illusions engulfed Lin Qi, who’d previously only dodged.
Now, Lin Qi saw through every motion—anticipating flaws, deciphering counters.
He swept his spear—Horizontal Guard—intercepting the real strike.
Clang!
Qiu Jie staggered, technique faltering.
“What? Blocked?!”
“Your spearplay—speed means nothing. I’ve seen through you!” Lin Qi coldly declared.
“Die!” Qiu Jie roared, unleashing his ultimate—Dripping Water, No Trace!
A flash of steel, a killing edge—
Lin Qi’s lips curled.
Wrist snapping, spine coiling, vitality surging like flame into his arm.
Mountain-Shattering Spear Method—Collapse Thrust!
Ordinary move vs. ultimate.
Qiu Jie sensed doom—
Pfut!
Spears crossed.
A thunderous blow sent Qiu Jie flying, crashing to the ground.
“You’ve lost. Every move you have—flawed. Ten more fights, ten more losses.” Lin Qi growled, menace rolling off him like a tiger.
“You’re just a clown!”
[Match concluded. You have perished!]
Qiu Jie vanished in a haze of rage.
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Silence gripped the Virtual Chamber, then erupted into chaos.
“No way—I didn’t misread that!” Kang Feiyue shouted, stunned.
“Lin Qi won! One-hit KO on Qiu Jie!”
Yu Jing scowled—his prediction shattered. Qi Yuelin’s curiosity deepened.
Li Zhou smirked. He’d seen the truth—Qiu Jie was doomed from the start.
Chen Zichuan, watching from the shadows, marveled.
“Brother Qi’s the man!” Jiang Tao howled, the happiest in class.
Back in reality, Qiu Jie’s face darkened at his laughter.
(End of Chapter)
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