Chapter 131: One-Move Instant Kill (First Update, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 131: One Move Kill (First Update, Begging for Monthly Tickets~)

On the central arena, that gesture of slitting the throat, brimming with infinite murderous intent and insult, was like a boulder cast into an already turbulent lake, instantly stirring up a monstrous wave.

“Roar——!!!”

From the stands of Golden Dragon Martial High School, a frenzied roar erupted, like a beast’s howl, filled with bloodlust and excitement.

In their eyes, their invincible “Golden Dragon” Chen Tian had already pronounced a death sentence on that arrogant newcomer king.

From the direction of Qiming No.1 High School, the students were brimming with confidence in Qin Feng.

Qin Feng was a monster, after all!

Golden Dragon Chen Tian was absolutely no match for Qin Feng.

“That bastard!”

Qian Duoduo gritted his teeth, his fists clenched so tightly they turned white.

Throughout the entire “Arctic Crown,” tens of thousands of gazes were fixed on this spot.

Inside the observation tower, Jin Chengwu, the mentor from Golden Dragon Martial High School, stroked the ring on his finger, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

At the center of the storm, Qin Feng’s face bore no expression at all.

His eyes were as calm as an ancient, unthawed frozen pond.

He had never intended to strike with full force.

But since the other party sought death willingly,

Then he would grant that wish.

“Both sides, prepare.”

On the arena, the referee’s solemn and authoritative voice rang out.

He glanced at Chen Tian, then at Qin Feng, and a hint of gravity crept into his eyes.

As an experienced referee, he could clearly feel the tense, sword-drawn atmosphere between the two.

He was already prepared to forcibly intervene at any moment.

“The match… begins!”

As the final syllable of “begins” still echoed through the vast arena—

Movement!

But, contrary to everyone’s expectations, the first to strike was not the arrogant, battle-hungry “Golden Dragon” Chen Tian.

It was the one who had remained as still as a statue from start to finish—Qin Feng!

He did not choose to defend and counter, as Chen Tian had anticipated.

Instead, he took the initiative to attack with a demeanor even more domineering and forceful than Chen Tian’s!

He used no flashy footwork, simply stepping forward.

One step, two steps, three steps.

His pace was not fast, yet it carried an unshakable rhythm.

With each step, the alloy arena beneath him let out a dull, strained roar, as if unable to bear the weight.

And the aura he had kept so tightly restrained began to surge wildly, like a peerless demonic blade unsheathed, climbing higher and higher!

That aura was so pure, so condensed, carrying the scent of iron and blood that had settled after slaying countless alien beings on the planet Purgatory-VII!

Across from him, the smile on Chen Tian’s face froze instantly.

He felt that the one walking toward him was not a youth.

But an ancient beast, slowly awakening from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!

That terrifying pressure suffocated the momentum Chen Tian had prided himself on—the culmination of three perfected killing techniques—and even showed signs of collapse!

“Playing tricks!”

A surge of intense humiliation welled up in Chen Tian’s heart.

“Overlord Spear—Star Breaker!”

The spear in his hand shot forth like a dragon, carrying an unstoppable, tyrannical will, and slammed fiercely toward the approaching Qin Feng!

The ultimate killing move of the perfected *Overlord Spear*!

Facing this earth-shattering strike, Qin Feng’s steps did not falter.

His eyes did not even flicker.

Just as the golden spear light was about to touch him, the spear in his hand finally moved.

No earth-shattering momentum, no dazzling radiance.

Just a simple, horizontal sweep.

Clang——!!!!!!

An unprecedented, ear-splitting, terrifying roar that seemed ready to tear off the dome of the entire “Arctic Crown” exploded!

Time, at that moment, seemed to slow down.

Under the tens of thousands of shocked and incredulous gazes in the arena,

That spear light, hailed as “Star Breaker,” capable of shattering a small hill, upon contact with Qin Feng’s seemingly casual sweep, shattered like fragile glass, scattering into countless golden sparks!

And Qin Feng’s spear, after breaking the light, did not lose momentum, crashing heavily into Chen Tian’s spear shaft.

In that instant, all color drained from Chen Tian’s face.

He felt that his own proud strength, enough to split mountains and crack rocks, was as insignificant as an infant’s before the other’s power!

An irresistible, vast force, as boundless as the starry sea, surged through the spear shaft into his body!

“Crack! Crack!”

The bones in his arms, in an instant, were riddled with countless fine fissures from that terrifying force!

The tiger’s mouth gripping his spear burst open, spraying a mist of blood!

“Pfft!”

A mouthful of blood uncontrollably spewed from his lips.

His entire body, as if struck by a full-speed battering ram, left the ground, flying backward in a disgraceful tumble, carving two deep, dozens-of-meters-long furrows into the hard alloy arena before he barely managed to steady himself.

Just one exchange!

It could not even be called a proper exchange!

Golden Dragon Martial High School’s strongest contender for this year’s “Qiming Star General,” the “Golden Dragon” Chen Tian—

Complete defeat!

The entire “Arctic Crown” fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone’s mind seemed to have stopped working at that moment.

On the Golden Dragon Martial Arts Arena, the thunderous cheers abruptly ceased, every person like a duck with its neck seized, faces etched with stupefaction and bewilderment.

At the commentary desk, the gold-medal commentator gaped wide, yet not a single word could escape his lips.

Inside the observation tower, the mentors who had been watching with a hint of schadenfreude found their smiles frozen solid on their faces.

Silence!

A deathly silence!

Yet Qin Feng gave no one time for shock or contemplation.

The moment he forced Chen Tian back with a single strike, his steps did not falter; his form flickered, and like a clinging bone-rot, he pressed forward once more!

The long spear in his hand seemed to come alive in that instant!

In a flash, a myriad of spear shadows, like surging waves, like torrential tides, blanketed the sky and earth, engulfing Chen Tian, who had just regained his footing!

The spear technique sometimes swept through like a wild gale, grand and open, heavy and forceful!

Sometimes it crashed like giant waves against the shore, unceasing and layered, advancing step by step!

And sometimes it converged like a hundred rivers meeting the sea, all changes melting into that single spear tip, returning to simplicity!

The *Thousand Troops Spear*!

"What terrifying spear technique!"

"..."

Chen Tian was utterly consumed by madness!

He pushed his three proud perfected killing arts to their absolute limits!

The *Overlord Spear* shadows roared, trying to tear apart that sea of spears!

Simultaneously, he activated the *Thunder Shadow Step*, his form transforming into flashes of electric light, weaving madly through the gaps in the spear shadows, attempting to create distance!

But it was all futile!

In Qin Feng's calm, unruffled eyes, every move, every change, every intention of Chen Tian's was as clear as lines on a palm, filled with childish flaws!

He wanted to clash head-on with the *Overlord Spear*?

Qin Feng's spear, with an effortless grace, would lightly deflect ninety percent of his power, then use the remaining ten percent to send his blood and qi churning in recoil!

He wanted to create distance with the *Thunder Shadow Step*?

Qin Feng's spear, as if foreseeing the future, would always seal off all his escape routes in advance, pinning him firmly in place!

Overwhelming!

This was a total, unreasonable, dimension-reducing... overwhelming!

Chen Tian's spirit shattered completely.

His proud talent, his years of hard-trained killing arts, his peerless strength... before that unstoppable spear technique, they were as fragile as a joke!

"No... impossible!!"

He roared in despair within his heart.

Just as Chen Tian, due to yet another failed thrust, stiffened for a moment—

The long spear in Qin Feng's hand, all its changes, all its waves, converged in that instant.

What replaced them was an extreme, condensed, terrifying aura, as if it would split heaven and earth in two!

Every muscle on his body bulged like coiling dragons!

The vast, boundless blood and qi within him, comparable to that of an "embryonic-stage star beast," surged like a breached flood, madly pouring into his arms, into the long spear in his hand!

Buzz—!!!

That long spear, forged from high-strength alloy and indestructible, now let out a strained, shrill whine, unable to bear this terrifying power!

[Thousand Troops Yield]!

The spear light transformed into a plain, unadorned crescent of death, sweeping out horizontally! "No—!"

Chen Tian wanted to dodge, but found it too late, and could only instinctively raise his spear to block.

The next second.

Pfft—!

That gray spear shadow struck heavily against his chest.

Crack—!!!

The expensive light armor on his body, capable of withstanding conventional psionic cannon fire, shattered like paper under this blow, exploding into fragments on the ground!

Then came the sound of flesh tearing!

Chen Tian, as if struck by a hyper-electromagnetic cannonball fired from a barrel, bent instantly like a cooked, curled shrimp.

His entire body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, faster than he had come.

A long, tragic blood arrow sprayed from his mouth, tracing a chilling scarlet arc in midair!

Boom!!!

His body slammed heavily into the energy barrier at the edge of the arena, a hundred meters away, then slid down slowly like mud.

One strike!

Just one killing blow!

The battle was over!

The entire "Polar Crown" sank into a deeper, more profound deathly silence 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, nearly cutting him in two, stretched across his chest.

Shattered ribs pierced through the skin, exposed to the air.

Through the rolled-back flesh, people could even clearly see his stubbornly, faintly beating heart, and the lung tissue utterly shredded by the terrifying force!

Severely wounded!

On the brink of death!

This blow had directly crippled him!

On the arena, Qin Feng slowly withdrew his long spear.

Not a single drop of blood clung to it.

He didn't spare a glance at Chen Tian, lying in the blood, and turned to walk down the arena.

A figure instantly appeared beside Chen Tian.

It was the referee.

He crouched down and examined Chen Tian's injuries.

Such overbearing force!

This power had not only shattered Chen Tian's external defenses and flesh but also, like a clinging bone worm, invaded his body, utterly destroying nearly half of his internal cellular tissue!

For an injury of this severity, even with the tenacious vitality of a third-rank martial artist and the empire's most advanced medical technology, it would take at least three to four months of meticulous recuperation to recover!

This meant that Chen Tian's martial path, even if not completely severed, would be delayed by at least half a semester!

"Qiming First Martial High School, Qin Feng, wins!"

The referee stood up and announced the result of the match.

...

Silence.

After a silence lasting over ten seconds.

Boom——!!!!!!!!

From the Qiming First High School spectator stands, there erupted a deafening, earth-shattering celebration, like a volcanic eruption or a tsunami sweeping through!

"We won!!! We won!!!"

"Qin Feng!! Qin Feng!! Qin Feng!!!"

"Awesome!! Awesome!! Old Qin is awesome!!!"

Qian Duoduo excitedly hugged Shi Potian beside him!

Even Shi Potian's eternally icy face revealed a hint of genuine joy!

Sun He, lying on the medical bed, watched the figure slowly walking back, tears of excitement streaming down his face.

He tried to sit up but aggravated his wound, wincing in pain, yet he still burst into loud laughter!

All the students of Qiming First High School, at that moment, shouted hoarsely the name that had brought them victory and glory!

"Qin Feng! Qin Feng! Qin Feng!"

Meanwhile, on the spectator stands of other schools, there was a murmur dominated by fear and shock.

"My god... this... is this even human?"

"Less than a minute... that arrogant 'Golden Dragon' Chen Tian from Golden Dragon Martial High School couldn't even last a minute..."

"Crushing! Utterly crushing! Strength, speed, spear technique... a total crushing! That Qin Feng, what kind of monster is he?!"

...

Inside the observation tower.

The more than a hundred recruitment mentors from the top hundred interstellar martial universities all stared wide-eyed.

They looked at each other, seeing the same shock in each other's eyes.

The mentors from the seven major martial high schools were also collectively struck silent.

The celestial-like old man from Tianquan Martial High School had dropped his energy teacup at some point, which shattered into specks of light on the ground.

Jin Chengwu, the mentor from Golden Dragon Martial High School, whose face had been smiling earlier, was now ashen and grim, as if he had eaten a ton of interstellar giant beast dung.

"This... this strength..."

"His power, his speed... terrifying! Far beyond martial artists of the same level! His physique is at least Gold Standard Human III level, truly a monster."

Another mentor from the Star River Military Affiliated High School, who had always been stern, spoke with some amazement.

"That move [Ten Thousand Troops Yield]..."

The old man from Tianquan stared intently at Qin Feng below, murmuring, "Flawless!"

"And... it seems to me that his spear technique carries a hint of the 'Fierce Bird Fist Art'... Could it be... could he have touched the threshold of the mastery realm?"

A conclusion filled with shock blurted out from one mentor's mouth!

"He must have touched the threshold of the mastery realm!"

"Truly a prodigy!"

"..."

All the mentors looked with strange eyes at Gu Yue, the mentor who had remained calm and composed throughout, as if everything was under control.

"Gu Yue, you old fox."

The old man from Tianquan pointed at Gu Yue, "No wonder you wouldn't say anything—your school has nurtured such a freak!"

"Haha."

Mentor Gu Yue smiled lightly and did not explain further.

Meanwhile, the recruitment mentors from the top hundred interstellar martial universities finally snapped out of their brief shock!

"Quick! Hurry! Send him a new contract!"

"A-level! No! S-level! It must be an S-level contract!"

"Damn it! The one I sent him earlier... seems to be C-level... It's over, it's over, there's absolutely no hope now!"

One mentor was full of regret.

The recruitment mentors, trying to make up for their earlier mistakes, pulled out all the stops and began frantically raising their offers!

Among the crowd, Zhang Ruoyu from Duna Interstellar Martial University was slightly dazed.

She had thought that her A-level contract, along with care for his family, was a surefire winning move. Now thinking about it, it was still too low. No wonder Qin Feng had never replied.

Zhang Ruoyu was filled with regret. If only she hadn't been greedy and directly offered an S-level contract, she might have recruited Qin Feng into Duna Interstellar Martial University.

(End of chapter)