Fame in a Single Battle

"I don't have the energy to analyze every nobody whose name I can hardly remember. As long as I know you're a nobody, that's enough. Whether you have any other skills besides 'Splash' is completely irrelevant."

"Your arrogance and self-righteousness will be your greatest downfall!"

Lian Buqi suddenly stretched out his hands, opened them forward in a clasped shape, and aimed them at Si Ming. Instantly, a huge gravitational force enveloped him, imprisoning him in place. Then, the ravaged arena ground was pulled and quickly cracked, with all kinds of soil and gravel rushing towards Si Ming, enveloping him in a large ball of earth.

"Earth Warmth and Heaven Pressure!"

A flash of red light appeared; it was the blood that Lian Buqi had dripped into the soil, burning inside the large earthen ball, using the limited enclosed space to amplify the power of the explosion.

With hundreds of times the gravity combined with the enhanced "Cloud Mist Detonation," he was confident that no one in the world could withstand it, not even a Spirit Transformation expert specializing in physical cultivation.

However, just as Lian Buqi was about to close his hands to trigger the explosion, a golden Sword Qi suddenly pierced through the large earthen ball, grazed his cheek, broke through the upper limit of his Phase Transfer Body-Protecting Divine Art, and left a bloody mark.

"Fair-Weather Thunder Stirs, the Hibernating Dragon Rises!"

The large earthen ball exploded with a deafening Lian Buqi, and the golden dragon of Sword Qi energy burst forth from its nest, crashing straight into Lian Buqi. Lian Buqi, was unable to dodge and was bitten by the golden dragon's massive jaws, flying uncontrollably and crashing directly into the pit wall behind him.

As the golden light dissipated, Si Ming was seen hovering in mid-air, one hand gripping Lian Buqi's neck, pressing him against the mountain wall.

"If we follow your theory of the survival of the fittest, then as the strong, I can bully the weak like you at will, and you can only accept your fate... Today, I will write the words 'small fish' on your face, hoping you will always remember your place and be ashamed before you strive harder."

Upon hearing Lian Buqi, Lian Buqi's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. He grabbed Si Ming's arms with both hands and squeezed his waist with his legs, locking Si Ming in an awkward position that made it difficult for him to break free. Then, he squeezed out all the remaining true True Qi in his body and sent it all rushing into the sky, where it exploded like fireworks, as if summoning something.

"Heaven-Based Descent!"

A black dot suddenly appeared in the sky and rapidly expanded in sight. It was a stone cone tens of meters long, its tip burning red like a meteorite, and it was hurtling down precisely towards Lian Buqi and Si Ming.

Clearly, Lian Buqi had made up his mind to perish together with his opponent. Given the weight and speed of the stone cone, the destructive force of the collision was unimaginable. It was likely that no one present would survive, and the entire deep pit arena would be wiped off the map.

The martial arts masters present, including the referees, all changed their expressions and hurriedly channeled their energy to rush into the air, intending to intercept the stone cone. At this moment, they could not care about the rules of not interfering with the competition, especially since this move itself violated the competition rules and threatened the lives of the spectators.

However, before these experts could unleash their intercepting moves, Si Ming, without turning his head, swung his other arm, which was not caught in the entanglement, backward. A ball of light shot into the sky, crashing head-on into the stone cone. Instead of exploding immediately, it penetrated the cone and detonated from the inside.

Earth-Piercing Annihilation Tyrant Wave!

The meteorite, tens of meters long, was blasted into fist-sized stones. Although the force was considerable and could still kill a person if it hit them, it was not difficult for the Divine Arts to withstand. They summoned various wind and water screens to block all the broken stones.

From beginning to end, Si Ming never looked up once, calmly watching Lian Buqi as if he were an adult watching a child play a prank.

"And then what other tricks do you have up your sleeve? Bring them on quickly."

Upon Lian Buqi's body stiffened, then he slowly released the restraints on his limbs, offering no further resistance, as if he had turned into a pile of mud, his eyes completely devoid of fighting spirit.

Si Ming's lips curled slightly as he said, "Mortal, you've done your best."

Chapter 785 One Battle Makes Him Famous

Si Ming's Lian Buqi had shattered his beliefs; his eyes were empty and unfocused, and even the madness he once had from cultivating the Super Martial Dao had faded away.

This gave Si Ming a new idea: even a madman needs spirit to go crazy. Once he loses his energy and spirit, he's just a salted fish with a mental illness. And a salted fish is too lazy to even turn over, so how can he have the strength to hurt others?

This kind of mental and spiritual destruction is far more serious than physical destruction. Seeing Lian Buqi current state, Si Ming lost the desire to continue beating him. Of course, he still had to beat him, since he was free anyway. Mental destruction was certainly wonderful, but adding physical destruction would be even better. It wasn't like he could only choose one of the two.

So, Si Ming used his Bullet Fist, which he hadn't used in a long time, to fight fire with Lian Buqi in a second, making the rifle look like a heavy machine gun.

The colors on Lian Buqi's body surface flowed, Phase Transfer Body-Protecting Divine Art resisted the shifting phases, but it was quickly pushed beyond its limit. The colors dissipated, and his body was constantly being beaten like a sandbag, causing him to tremble spasmodically. Fist marks appeared on his body surface at a visible speed, and in the blink of an eye, he was bruised and swollen, with his front teeth knocked out. Si Ming controlled his strength, not with the aim of killing, but with the aim of causing pain.

In this situation, International Union Academy could have sent someone to surrender to the referee to stop Si Ming's abuse. However, Lian Buqi was so unpopular in the team that no one spoke up and just watched as Lian Buqi was brutally beaten. Some even showed gloating smiles.

"When you shout the slogan 'survival of the fittest' in the future, please remember that you are also a vulnerable person. Try to think from the perspective of the vulnerable. Even if you firmly believe that this is the way of the world, there is no need to say it all the time. If everyone accepts the Principle of the jungle and it becomes the social norm, what good will it do for a vulnerable person like you?"

Finally, here's Chuunibyou Correction Palm for you, and a piece of advice: while the Super Martial Dao are powerful, they're not heaven-defying. If you're truly determined to repent, you might want to try practicing the "Blazing Yang Battle Art."

Before the barely recognizable Lian Buqi answer, Si Ming slapped him across the face, knocking out several bloody teeth, sending him flying from one end of the pit to the other, and throwing him out of the ring.

Seeing this, the referee quickly announced, "The first round, Linked Mountains University Second Martial Arts Club wins."

Si Ming fell from the sky and stepped off the stage amidst the cheers of tens of thousands of spectators.

Hu Jixian stepped forward to greet you and laughed, "Now you're truly famous! A domineering and handsome entrance, an annoying opponent—the only drawback is that the battle went too smoothly. If it had been more dramatic, a bloody battle where you ultimately won by the skin of your teeth, it would have been even more captivating. However, an overwhelming victory is also good; it can leave a deep impression just as well. After today, many people will definitely investigate your background and experiences. Are you ready for the troubles of becoming a big star?"

"Being low-key has its advantages, and so does being famous. Gold will shine eventually; only mediocre people will remain unnoticed."

Si Ming has powerful publicity channels at his disposal, so he is naturally not afraid of other media spreading rumors. Besides, a famous martial artist and an entertainment star are two different things. The latter make a living by pleasing the public, so they can only accept having their privacy exposed. But a martial artist relies on his own strength and does not need to please anyone. As long as he is strong enough, even someone with a bad temper, spouting toxic positivity and killing conversations with just a few words will still have many martial arts fans.

Murong Qing, "Actually, you don't have many flaws. Whether you like to show off or are shameless, these are just differences in temperament and preferences, neither good nor bad. The only thing worth criticizing is your lifestyle. If you can avoid this, you can barely be called perfect."

Si Ming laughed and said, "There's nothing to hide. I oppose the practice of completely negating someone just because they have flaws, and I also oppose the advocacy that there is such a thing as perfection in the world. Everyone can see the harm of the former, but many people don't care much about the harm of the latter. In fact, the latter is two overlapping ends of the former, because advocating perfection is laying the foundation for complete negation."

Ke Chajing said, "Let's not discuss philosophy, it gives me a headache. The best-of-three series isn't over yet, who's going to play the second round?"

Murong Qing, "How about I do it? I've watched the recordings of the finals from previous years. In the semifinals... in fact, once you reach the quarterfinals, each team will go all out to advance further and will no longer hold back. If there is a huge gap in strength, the stronger team can still stop at a disadvantage. However, if the two teams are evenly matched, they will often fight to the death to win. The loser will certainly be in mortal danger, and the winner will be seriously injured or half-dead."

Hu Jixian suggested, "That's precisely why you should participate in the third round of one-on-one battles to ensure victory. The opponent's Bloodline Ability is strange, and in a two-on-two situation, the variables increase. If your teammates drag you down, it will be even more troublesome. Moreover, after losing the first round, the opponent will definitely send their main force to participate in the second round to ensure a sure victory, because they are also worried about you participating in the third round. If they lose the second round, they will have to face you, a Nascent Spirit Transformation, in the third round, and their chances of winning are slim."

Ke Chajing said, "If that's the case, shouldn't we send Junior Sister Murong to participate in the second round? As long as we defeat the opponent's main force, wouldn't we be able to advance without any problem?"

"The premise is victory, but what if we lose? From a safe perspective, I suggest using a substitute in the second round. In the third round, the opponent might be worried about Murong's participation and might send a substitute to forfeit, while we can use our main players to win another round. Junior Sister Murong can then participate in the fourth or fifth round."

Ke Chajing curled her lip and said, "I've already said it, if we don't have a strength advantage, I can accept using any means necessary, but since we can win fair and square, there's no need to resort to underhanded tricks."

"This isn't some underhanded trickery, but a legitimate tactical strategy. Your 'upright and honorable' approach doesn't mean you're not using your brain, does it?" Hu Jixian said seriously. "Your mindset is very wrong. Underestimating the enemy is the biggest mistake. Si Ming's situation is an exception. We can't be arrogant and complacent just because he completely defeated his opponent. Even an eagle gives its all when hunting a rabbit. What right do we, a team that has never even won a championship, have to look down on our opponents?"

"You're being too cautious. A strong person should have the demeanor of a strong person."

"We're not strong enough to win by haphazardly arranging our lineup."

Seeing that the two were about to start arguing, Murong Qing said, "I'll take the second round. I trust my teammates."