A Single Wooden Stick Pries a Hundred Catties, Tang San's Mentality Collapses!

"I... am I seeing things? He... he lifted that stone lock?"

A work-study student rubbed his eyes, his voice trembling.

"He didn't lift it! He pried it! He used that wooden stick to pry the stone lock up!" the person beside him corrected, though his tone was just as shocked.

"Are you kidding me! That thing weighs one hundred and fifty jin! With just a wooden stick and a broken rock? This is even more bizarre than that Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon move Tang San just used!"

"What kind of spirit skill is this? Could his martial spirit be a wooden stick?"

The crowd completely erupted!

If the Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon that Tang San displayed earlier had left them in awe, then this feat displayed by Qin Feng left them feeling terrified!

They could understand Tang San's strength.

After all, he was a spirit master with spirit power and spirit skills; it was only natural for him to be strong.

But what about Qin Feng?

He was just an ordinary work-study student; no one had heard of him having any impressive martial spirit, nor had they sensed any spirit power fluctuations from him.

He had just casually found a wooden stick and a rock, and then, with ease, accomplished something that even a level fifteen power-type spirit master couldn't do!

This completely overturned their understanding!

This wasn't "spirit master" logic!

This wasn't "Douluo" logic!

Wang Sheng stared blankly at Qin Feng, then looked at his own arms, which were much thicker than Qin Feng's, feeling as if his training over the past few years had all been for nothing.

Even Yu Xiaogang, who had always appeared unfathomable, was filled with intense curiosity and confusion at this moment.

He could be certain that there were no spirit power fluctuations on Qin Feng.

So how on earth did he do it?

Was it some unknown technique? Or... was it some mysterious power that existed outside his theoretical system?

For a fleeting moment, Yu Xiaogang felt a faint, imperceptible tremor in the martial spirit theories he had spent decades cultivating.

And the person with the strongest reaction in the entire arena was none other than Tang San!

He stared fixedly at Qin Feng, at the wooden stick bent under pressure, and at the stone lock that had been steadily pried off the ground, his mind going completely blank.

Impossible!

This was absolutely impossible!

He knew better than anyone how much strength was required to lift a one-hundred-and-fifty-jin weight.

Even he, by utilizing his Mysterious Heaven Skill, could only barely manage it.

But Qin Feng?

He looked like he hadn't used any effort at all!

What was going on here?

Could this... also be a technique of "deflecting a thousand jin with four ounces"?

No! That wasn't it!

The Tang Sect's "deflecting a thousand jin with four ounces" relied on borrowing force to strike, neutralizing the opponent's momentum before countering.

But right now, Qin Feng was facing an inanimate object!

A one-hundred-and-fifty-jin stone lock!

There was no force to borrow!

He had purely, in a way that Tang San could not comprehend at all, created force out of thin air!

This was even more inconceivable than the Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon!

An unprecedented sense of frustration welled up in Tang San's heart.

The Tang Sect techniques he took such pride in seemed to lose their luster at this very moment.

Just as the entire crowd was in shock and Tang San's composure was crumbling, Qin Feng, the center of attention, slowly let go of his hand.

"Clang!"

The stone lock slammed back onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Qin Feng brushed the dirt off his hands.

He didn't look at the shocked expressions of the crowd; he simply muttered to himself in a volume that wasn't loud, but was just enough for Tang San, who was standing closest to him, to hear clearly.

"Sigh, such a simple principle of leverage, something taught in middle school physics—what's there to be so surprised about?"

Principle of leverage?

Middle school physics?

What were those things?

The people around him were left completely bewildered.

But these words, falling into the ears of Tang San, were like a thunderclap on a clear day!

He jerked his head up, staring fixedly at Qin Feng. To him, this sentence was like a resounding slap across the face.

What did he mean?

Was he saying that the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon he had just displayed were also just "simple things"?

Was he saying that the supreme secret arts, the crystallization of the wisdom of generations of the Tang Sect, were, in his eyes, no more worth mentioning than this wooden stick used to pry the stone lock?

This was a provocation!

A naked, blatant provocation!

In his past life, Tang San was a top genius among the outer disciples of the Tang Sect; his pride was immense! After transmigrating, possessing Twin Martial Souls only gave him a sense of arrogance that he was destined for greatness!

He could tolerate others being stronger than him, but he could never tolerate someone using such a dismissive tone to insult the Tang Sect secret arts he regarded as his life!

"Stop right there!"

Tang San's voice was icy, carrying an irrepressible rage.

Qin Feng, who was just preparing to pull Grey Wolf away and make a successful exit, paused his steps and turned around, a look of perfectly timed "confusion" on his face.

"Are you calling me?"

"That's right, you!"

Tang San walked step by step toward Qin Feng. Although he was half a head shorter than Qin Feng, his aura was aggressive and overbearing.

"What did you mean by that sentence just now?"

Qin Feng blinked, feigning innocence.

"Which sentence? Oh, you mean the principle of the lever. It's just a simple mechanical principle. Give me a fulcrum, and I can pry up the entire Earth... uh, that might be a bit of an exaggeration."

"In short, it's just some very basic knowledge."

"I'm not asking you about that!" Tang San's fists clenched, cracking audibly. "I'm asking you, do you think the moves I used to defeat Wang Sheng and the others are also 'simple'?"

Here it comes!

The fish has taken the bait!

Qin Feng was ecstatic inside, but his face wore an expression of "how could you think that."

"I never said that."

"That... what did you call it, 'Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon' of yours, it's quite flashy, it looks very impressive."

Flashy!

These four words were even more hurtful than calling it "trash" directly!

Tang San's face turned livid instantly.

"You!"

Ding! Anger from Tang San, Shock Value +50!

Ding! Confusion from Wang Sheng, Shock Value +10!

Ding! Inquiry from Yu Xiaogang, Shock Value +20!

Ding! Shock from the onlookers, Shock Value +88!

A series of system notifications rang in Qin Feng's mind, making him feel so good he almost cried out.

This was only the first step! And he had already banked 168 points of Shock Value!

It seems this Tang San really is a top-tier leek!

"It seems you are very confident in your 'techniques'?" Tang San squeezed the words through his teeth.

"Confidence isn't the word, I just know a little bit of the basics." Qin Feng waved his hand modestly. "After all, everything in the world cannot escape the most fundamental scientific laws. Those moves of yours that look so profound, in my view, are just superficial applications of these laws. There's no technical content to them."

No... technical content!

Tang San was completely enraged!

A faint purple light flashed across his eyes.

Purple Demon Eye!

He wanted to see through this guy in front of him!

He wanted to see what kind of confidence this guy, who was spouting nonsense, had to dare to look down on his Tang Sect secret arts!

"Good! A very good 'no technical content'!"

Tang San laughed in his fury. "Since that's the case, I would like to 'ask for advice' on just how powerful these 'scientific laws' of yours really are!"

"I won't bully you. I'll stand here without moving and let you attack me. As long as you can make me move half a step, you win!"

He assumed the starting stance of the Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon, his soul power began to circulate, and an invisible suction force formed in front of him.

However, Qin Feng shook his head.

"Fight you? Not interested."

He turned to leave.

"Are you afraid?" Tang San sneered.

"Afraid?"

Qin Feng stopped in his tracks and glanced back at him.

"I just think that fighting you is beneath me."

"You!"

Tang San's fury surged to the top of his head.

"How about this," Qin Feng suddenly shifted his tone, a playful smile curling at the corners of his mouth, "fighting is so boring. Why don't we play for higher stakes?"

He extended a finger, pointing toward the nearby Yu Xiaogang, the "Grandmaster" who had been observing in silence.

"See that Grandmaster? He is an authority on martial soul theory. Why don't we have a public debate right in front of him, before all the teachers and students of the academy? Or perhaps... a public experiment."

"Let's debate whether your so-called 'Tang Sect Hidden Weapons' or my 'scientific truth' is the ultimate answer to this world!"

"Do you dare?!"

Qin Feng's voice rang out, clear and resonant.

The entire crowd erupted in an uproar!

He wasn't just challenging Tang San; he was challenging the entire martial soul theoretical system of the Douluo Continent?

He was insane!

Tang San was also stunned by Qin Feng's shocking proposal.

But looking at Qin Feng's provocative gaze and feeling the skeptical eyes of those around him, he knew he had no way out.

Today, he had to accept the challenge!

For the honor of the Tang Sect! And for his own reputation as a genius!

"Fine! I accept your bet!"

Tang San said, enunciating every word, purple light flaring intensely in his eyes.

"I want to see how you use your so-called 'science' to explain my Mysterious Heaven Skill! To explain my Purple Demon Eye! To explain my... Tang Sect Hidden Weapons!"

By the time he reached the last four words, his voice carried a hint of chilling killing intent!

The ultimate showdown between "fantasy" and "science" had officially begun!

And Qin Feng's goal had finally been achieved.

What he wanted was exactly this kind of high-profile "science show"!

He was going to use the most basic, simple, yet irrefutable scientific truths to tell everyone, right in front of their eyes.

The era had changed!