It was as if everyone’s brain had stopped working in that instant.
In the stands for Golden Dragon Martial High School, the thunderous cheers came to an abrupt halt. Every single person looked as if they’d been throttled, their faces etched with dazed bewilderment.
At the commentator’s desk, the star commentator’s mouth hung wide open, but not a single word came out.
Inside the Spectator Tower, the smiles on the faces of the mentors, who had been enjoying the spectacle, all froze solid.
Silence!
A deathly silence!
Qin Feng, however, gave no one any time for shock or reflection.
After forcing Chen Tian back with a single blow, he didn’t pause for even a second. With a flicker of movement, he closed the distance again, sticking to his opponent like a shadow to bone.
In that instant, the Long Spear in his hand seemed to come alive!
In a flash, a storm of spear afterimages, like surging waves and a raging tide, crashed down, threatening to overwhelm Chen Tian, who had just regained his footing.
His spear technique was at times like a raging gale, with wide, powerful, and heavy-hitting sweeps!
At others, it was like massive waves crashing against the shore—relentless, advancing in successive layers!
And at still other times, it was like a hundred rivers converging into the sea, all its variations melting into the single point of the spear’s tip, a return to ultimate simplicity!
The Thousand Army Spear!
"What terrifying spearmanship!"
"..."
Chen Tian was being driven into a frenzy!
He pushed the three Perfect Killing Skills he took such pride in to their absolute limits!
The afterimages of his Overlord Spear roared, attempting to tear through that sea of spear shadows!
He simultaneously activated his Thunder Shadow Step Body Technique, his body transforming into flickering bolts of lightning as he frantically weaved through the gaps in the spear shadows, trying to create distance!
But it was all in vain!
In Qin Feng’s eyes, as tranquil as an ancient well, all of Chen Tian’s movements, all of his variations, and all of his intentions were as clear as the lines on his own palm—riddled with childish openings!
’He wants to clash head-on with his Overlord Spear?’
Qin Feng’s spear would always, with effortless ease, deflect ninety percent of the force and use the remaining ten percent to jolt him, sending his blood and energy into turmoil.
’He wants to create distance with his Thunder Shadow Step?’
As if clairvoyant, Qin Feng’s spear would always be one step ahead, sealing off all his escape routes and pinning him firmly in place!
Domination!
This was an all-encompassing, completely unreasonable... an utterly crushing domination, as if from a higher dimension!
Chen Tian’s spirit completely shattered.
The talent he took pride in, the killing skills he had arduously cultivated for years, the strength that made him peerless among his generation... in the face of his opponent’s unstoppable spearmanship, it all seemed as fragile as a joke.
"No... Impossible!!"
He screamed in despair in his mind.
Just as another failed charge left Chen Tian momentarily stiff...
All the variations, all the surging waves from Qin Feng’s Long Spear, receded in an instant.
In their place rose an ultimate, condensed, and terrifying aura—one that felt as if it could split the very heavens and earth in two!
The muscles all over his body bulged and coiled like dragons!
The boundless blood and energy within him, comparable to that of an Embryonic Stage Starry Sky Beast, surged like a bursting dam, flooding frantically into his arms and into the Long Spear he held!
HUMMM—!!!
The indestructible Long Spear, forged from a high-strength alloy, actually began to emit a shrill whine, unable to bear the terrifying power coursing through it!
Thousand Soldiers’ Evasion!
The spear’s glow transformed into a simple, unadorned crescent of death that swept out horizontally!
"No—!"
Chen Tian wanted to dodge but realized it was too late. He could only raise his spear to block on instinct.
The next moment.
SQUELCH—!
The gray afterimage of the spear slammed heavily into his chest.
CRACK—!!!
The expensive light armor he wore, which could withstand a blast from a conventional Spiritual Energy Cannon, might as well have been made of paper. In an instant, it exploded into a shower of fragments!
Followed by the sound of tearing flesh!
Chen Tian was struck as if he’d been hit squarely by a fired railgun shell.
His body instantly contorted, folding in on itself like a cooked shrimp.
He was sent flying backward like a kite with its string cut, moving even faster than he had charged in.
A long, beautiful arc of blood sprayed from his mouth, tracing a ghastly scarlet curve through the air.
BOOM!!!
His body slammed heavily against the Energy Shield at the edge of the arena, a hundred meters away, before sliding slowly to the ground like a heap of sludge.
One strike!
Just a single killing blow!
The battle was over!
The entire "Crown of the Arctic" fell into a deathly silence, even deeper than before.
Everyone stared blankly at the figure lying in a pool of blood.
Chen Tian’s chest had completely caved in.
A massive, gruesome wound stretched across his chest, so deep it looked as if it could have cleaved him in two.
Shattered ribs pierced through his skin, exposed to the air.
Through the mangled flesh, one could even clearly see his shattered, ruined heart still beating, feebly but stubbornly, as well as the lung tissue that had been completely pulverized by the terrifying force!
Grievously wounded!
On the brink of death!
This single strike had utterly crippled him!
On the stage, Qin Feng slowly withdrew his Long Spear.
Not a single drop of blood stained the spear.
Without a single glance at Chen Tian lying in his own blood, he turned and walked off the stage.