This Punch Has Twenty Years of Power, How Many Volts Can You Withstand?

Tang San's speed was incredibly fast.

Without the interference of flashy footwork, his attacks became even more fierce and direct.

His pearlescent Mysterious Jade Hand whistled through the air, aiming straight for Qin Feng's throat.

Although this move wasn't intended to kill, seizing a vital point like that would instantly subdue an opponent.

On the sidelines, Yu Xiaogang frowned, his body leaning slightly forward.

He could tell that Tang San had truly lost his temper.

The Mysterious Jade Hand was incomparably hard; an ordinary person's bones could never withstand such a grip.

If Qin Feng didn't have spirit power to protect his body, this strike would likely cause serious injury.

"San, hold back—"

Before Yu Xiaogang could finish his shout, the situation on the field had already undergone a drastic change.

Facing Tang San's sharp claws, Qin Feng didn't dodge; instead, he stepped forward to meet them head-on.

The device in his hand, wrapped in copper coils, featured two metal probes at the tip that struck toward Tang San's palm like the fangs of a viper.

"You're courting death!"

Tang San snorted coldly in his heart.

The Mysterious Jade Hand was impervious to blades and spears; those two measly copper needles would be snapped in an instant!

Since you've offered your hand yourself, don't blame me for being ruthless!

Tang San shifted from a claw to a palm, slamming it hard against the two probes.

The moment they made contact, the sound of snapping copper he had expected never came.

Instead, there was a scalp-tingling explosion.

"CRACK!!!"

A blue-white electric arc burst forth between Tang San's palm and the probes.

Tang San felt an indescribable, terrifying force instantly pierce through the impenetrable surface of his Mysterious Jade Hand, surging into his body along his meridians, blood vessels, and nerves with a brutal, savage intensity!

That was not the impact of spirit power.

It was a pure, violent, and destructive form of energy!

"AHHH!!!"

A shrill, miserable scream echoed throughout Notting Academy.

Tang San, who had been so aggressive just a moment ago, instantly stiffened, his body convulsing violently as if his spine had been ripped out.

His hair stood on end, exploding into a hedgehog-like mess in that single instant.

His pearlescent Mysterious Jade Hand turned charred black in a flash, emitting a wisp of blue smoke.

"THUD!"

Tang San fell straight backward, hitting the ground while continuing to twitch uncontrollably, foaming at the mouth with his eyes rolled back.

The entire scene fell into a deathly silence once again.

This time, it was even quieter than before.

Everyone had their mouths agape, their jaws practically hitting the floor.

Even Yu Xiaogang forgot to maintain his masterly composure, staring dumbfounded at his fallen beloved disciple.

What... kind of spirit skill was that?

A lightning-attribute spirit skill?

But there hadn't been a single glimmer of a spirit ring on Qin Feng!

"Job done."

Qin Feng unplugged the wires from the device and tossed the makeshift high-voltage stun gun to Grey Wolf behind him.

Grey Wolf shook his sore arm, looking disgusted: "He couldn't even handle ten thousand volts? With a constitution like that, he's not even qualified to power my laboratory."

Qin Feng walked over to the still-twitching Tang San, crouched down, and poked Tang San's arm with an insulated wooden stick.

"Mysterious Jade Hand, using spirit power to reinforce epidermal cells, increasing density to isolate toxins and physical damage."

"The principle is sound, similar to wearing a layer of ceramic armor on your hands."

"However, classmate Tang San, you didn't study your physics well."

Qin Feng looked at Tang San, whose focus was slowly returning, his eyes filled with fear and confusion, and patiently explained:

"Ceramics may be hard, but the human body is a conductor filled with electrolytes."

"What I just used was an instantaneous step-up transformer; the voltage was around ten thousand volts."

"Your Mysterious Jade Hand can defend against poison and blades, but is it insulated?"

"The current passed through your body and acted directly on your nervous system. No matter how hard you train, your nerves are still made of flesh. As long as you are a carbon-based lifeform, you must follow the laws of bioelectric conduction."

Tang San lay on the ground, his entire body numb, even his tongue refusing to obey him.

He listened to those unfamiliar terms from Qin Feng, and a stormy sea surged within his heart.

Insulator? Conductor? Voltage?

What on earth were these things!

Why were his Tang Sect martial arts as fragile as paper in front of this person?

"You... you cheated..." Tang San squeezed out a few words with great difficulty.

"This isn't called cheating, this is called science." Qin Feng stood up and looked down at him from above, "If this were a life-or-death struggle, I could have slit your throat a hundred times in that instant just now."

The gazes of the surrounding students toward Qin Feng changed.

If the first time was a coincidence, then what about this time?

To shock the powerful Tang San until he was like a dead fish, was this also a coincidence?

Could that invisible and intangible power of lightning really be the power of so-called "science"?

A sense of awe toward an unknown power began to sprout in everyone's hearts.

[Ding! Extreme shock from Tang San, Shock Value +500!]

[Ding! Worldview collapse from Yu Xiaogang, Shock Value +300!]

[Ding! Fear from all students, Shock Value +1000!]

Listening to the pleasant notification sounds in his mind, the corners of Qin Feng's mouth curled up slightly.

That's about enough.

The groundwork had been laid, and now, it was time to put an end to this farce.

It was also time to deliver the final blow to this "Child of Destiny," Tang San.

With the support of Wang Sheng, Tang San stood up shakily.

He still had his final trump card!

Tang San's hand slowly reached toward the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges at his waist.

Lying there were the few Bone-Piercing Nails he had just forged, along with his simplified version of the Sleeve Arrow.

These were hidden weapons.

They were the essence of the Tang Sect.

They were techniques that existed solely for slaughter.

Originally, he disdained using such lethal weapons against a classmate, but now, his reason had been completely incinerated by the flames of humiliation.

This Qin Feng must be defeated!

And he must be defeated miserably!

"Qin Feng!"

Tang San's voice was hoarse, carrying a trace of cold killing intent.

"You're very smug, aren't you?"

"Do you really think those strange tricks can surpass martial arts honed through thousands of strikes?"

He abruptly raised his arm.

Beneath his sleeve, a streak of black light flashed instantly.

That was the sound of a mechanism triggering!

"Sleeve Arrow?!" Yu Xiaogang was shocked, "Tang San! Stop!"

At this distance and this speed, if it were real iron, Qin Feng would surely die!

But it was already too late.

Three Bone-Piercing Nails, each only three inches long, flew in a triangular formation, carrying a sharp whistling sound as they shot straight at Qin Feng's face!

The speed was twice as fast as his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track from just moments ago!

This was a guaranteed kill!

"It's over!"

Everyone closed their eyes, not daring to watch the scene of blood splattering on the spot that was about to follow.

However.

The scream they imagined did not ring out.

They only heard a crisp metallic clanging sound.

"Clang!"

It was as if someone had struck a gong.

The crowd opened their eyes.

Grey Wolf had appeared in front of Qin Feng before anyone realized it.

In his hand, he held up a... frying pan?

Those three Bone-Piercing Nails, capable of piercing metal and shattering stone, were now stuck firmly to the bottom of that frying pan, unable to advance even an inch.

Grey Wolf let out a yawn, looking at Tang San with the gaze one might reserve for trash.

"Is that it?"

"You dare to bring out this scrap metal with an iron content of less than sixty percent to embarrass yourself?"