"Finally got you!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, a cold glint flashed in Lu Jue's eyes. His entire Blood Essence surged, and his five fingers clamped down on Li Zhanting's right arm like iron tongs, rendering him unable to break free.
At the same time, his long-prepared right fist shot out like an arrow from a bowstring, tearing through the air with a piercing shriek, aimed directly at the opponent's face!
This punch condensed all his strength. His arm muscles bulged, veins protruding. The wind from the punch actually carried a visible current of air!
Li Zhanting was utterly horrified. In his haste, he could only raise his left arm to block.
"CRACK—!"
The crisp sound of bone snapping was clearly audible!
Lu Jue's punch had directly shattered Li Zhanting's arm. His momentum unabated, he then slammed it fiercely into the side of his face!
"Pfft!"
Li Zhanting's eyes bulged. He was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily against the training hall wall!
The tremendous impact echoed through the hall. Dust rained down from the walls, and countless fine cracks even appeared.
Witnessing this, all the trainees were stunned.
The whispers that had confidently predicted Lu Jue's defeat still echoed in their ears, but now they were completely shattered by this earth-shattering reversal!
Some trainees who had previously mocked Lu Jue now wore embarrassed expressions, their eyes darting around nervously as they quietly retreated to the back of the crowd.
"What... what did I just see?" a trainee rubbed his eyes, seemingly unable to believe what was happening before him.
"Instructor Li was sent flying?" a girl's voice trembled, her eyes wide with horror.
A tall, burly trainee even cried out in disbelief, his face a mask of confusion and incredulity. "How is this possible! He was clearly being beaten just now!"
"One punch! Just one punch!"
"This is a challenge against someone of a higher level!"
A tidal wave of uproar finally erupted. The sound of gasps, one after another, filled the hall. Everyone's face was etched with disbelief, their gazes darting back and forth between the disheveled, collapsed Li Zhanting and the proud Lu Jue standing in the center.
Dust continued to fall.
Li Zhanting lay on the ground, his cheek visibly deforming at an alarming rate. His lip was torn, and blood mixed with shattered teeth gushed from his mouth.
"Damn it..."
His head buzzed incessantly, as if thousands of bees were screaming inside. The intense pain and dizziness threatened to consume him. But even worse was the profound humiliation of being defeated in front of everyone!
He could clearly feel that the gazes, once filled with awe and fear, had now transformed into undisguised schadenfreude. Each stare felt like the sharpest blade, slicing his dignity to shreds.
Li Zhanting was twenty-six years old, and the Advanced Fist Arts he practiced were a family heirloom.
After studying countless detailed notes left by his elders and receiving meticulous guidance from specialists, he had endured thirteen years of rigorous training without daring to slack off. Only then did he finally achieve what felt like a natural progression, touching upon the profound and mysterious "Entering Force"!
However, this was still far from enough!
For a martial artist to achieve Entering Force, two conditions must be met!
First, one must have learned the Advanced Fist Arts and comprehended the Entering Force.
Second, one's Qi and Blood must be refined to over twelve thousand points!
Possessing Entering Force without sufficient Qi and Blood was like trying to cook without rice – it was impossible to extract true power!
His talent was limited. Even with the expenditure of vast resources, he had only barely managed to raise his Qi and Blood to the critical point of twelve thousand last year, managing to extract that faint but crucial wisp of Entering Force.
But what about Lu Jue before him?
This peasant from the slums, the power contained in his fist far surpassed his own!
Even if his physique naturally leaned towards strength, to be sent flying by a single punch meant his Qi and Blood Value must have reached over thirteen thousand points!
How old was he?
Eighteen!
An eighteen-year-old youth born in the slums, without any backing from any faction, had somehow reached such a terrifying level!?
There was no way this could be explained by enlightenment!
This bastard was definitely cheating!
Boundless jealousy instantly seized Li Zhanting.
He clearly realized that if he didn't fight with all his might, he might truly capsize in the gutter today and be utterly defeated here!
Under the gaze of the commoner trainees he had previously oppressed, he was practically going mad!
"Good, good, good! You all want to see me make a fool of myself, don't you!?"
The last shred of reason in Li Zhanting's eyes was completely consumed by madness.
With his back to the crowd, he trembled as he raised his still-functional right hand, took out the dark red Crimson Blood Pill from his embrace, and unceremoniously stuffed it into his mouth, swallowing it whole!
As the pill entered his stomach, it felt like a volcano had ignited!
"BOOM—!"
An unparalleled, berserk energy instantly exploded within him, madly scouring every meridian!
The intense pain caused him to let out a non-human roar, the capillaries on his skin's surface swelling, his entire aura becoming ferociously violent at an astonishing speed. Even his left hand, immobilized by the excruciating pain, was forcefully propelled by the terrifying energy after a violent tremor!
This horrifying turn of events once again drew gasps from the entire crowd!
"What's going on? Instructor Li was holding back?"
"Where are the people who said Instructor Li was defeated in one punch? This clearly shows he was holding back!"
Tang Ning instinctively moved to rush onto the stage to stop it, but Su Li grabbed her arm.
"Don't rush!"
Su Li's gaze was calm. "He's not lost yet!"
Tang Ning gritted her teeth and stopped, her eyes locked onto the stage.
"Ahhh! Damned lowly commoner! I'll tear you to shreds!!!"
Li Zhanting let out a beast-like roar. Seeing Lu Jue pressing his advantage and charging towards him, he didn't think twice. His right leg, filled with that berserk Blood Essence, moved like a steel whip, carrying a heart-stopping whistling sound as it violently swept out, precisely intercepting Lu Jue's incoming fist!
"Bang!!!"
A deafening roar exploded in the arena!
Lu Jue felt a scorching, berserk Entering Force slam into his fist. Not only was his forward momentum abruptly halted, but he was also shaken back several steps! His fist throbbed with unbearable pain, his tiger's mouth already torn open!
This power was actually several points stronger than his own!
Was he hiding his strength?
No!
During the collision just now, Lu Jue clearly felt the opponent's Blood Essence was abnormally berserk and chaotic.
It was as if he had used some secret technique or taken a forbidden drug, temporarily boosting his strength, but his body couldn't fully control it!
Li Zhanting's strike landed, and his blood-red eyes were filled only with insane killing intent.
He gave Lu Jue no chance to breathe. Using the recoil force, he twisted his body, his fingers splayed, their nails seemingly exuding a blood-fiend aura. With a sharp whistle that tore through the air, he once again smashed towards Lu Jue's face!
This time, he no longer used Basic Fist Arts, but instead employed the Advanced Fist Arts passed down in his family.
The speed was faster! The power was fiercer!
The moves became more ruthless, and his stance completely abandoned defense, all-out life-or-death combat!
"Die!!"
Facing this storm-like, frenzied counterattack, Lu Jue's eyes were icy.
Even though the battle had reached a fever pitch, his mind was exceptionally clear. In the lightning-fast instant just now, he had perceived the key.
Although Li Zhanting's strength had surged, his reason had been lost, and even his strange footwork had become erratic.
Very well!
A head-on collision, is it?
Then let's see who can last until the end!
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