An Attack That Broke Through His Limits

Su Wuming's actions left Qin Ming somewhat speechless.

"How childish. Do you really think I can't do anything to you?"

"Then go ahead and do something to me," Su Wuming shot back without backing down.

"Since you won't attack, I'll make you attack. Earth Reversal!" As he spoke, Qin Ming's palms became enveloped in an earthy yellow glow, and he fiercely slammed them onto the floor.

The instant his palms touched the ground, the floor of the classroom seemed to come alive, rippling with wave after wave of reverse-flowing currents.

Su Wuming's body was dragged along uncontrollably, sliding toward Qin Ming with the ground as though he were being carried by a river flowing backward.

This time, Su Wuming could no longer sit still. He quickly got to his feet, retreating as he stretched his arm behind him.

Rubber Bullet

For this attack, Su Wuming had coated his fist with Armament Haki. Qin Ming's Black Iron Eight-Star strength did not allow him to let down his guard.

His pitch-black fist shot out like a bullet, instantly striking Qin Ming. Yet the expected sight of Qin Ming being sent flying never came.

A mass of sand and soil had blocked Su Wuming's fist in front of Qin Ming. Using the buffering force of the sand, he easily defused Su Wuming's powerful punch.

After all, the Earth Bear Battle Soul not only granted him control over the earth element, but also bestowed upon him unparalleled strength.

At that moment, Qin Ming lifted his hands from the ground, ending Earth Reversal. He then controlled the dirt on the floor, gathering it around his right fist to form a Sand Fist the size of a bowl.

"Try taking one of my punches too."

Qin Ming did not move his feet, but the ground beneath them automatically formed a straight path that propelled him straight toward Su Wuming, who had just steadied himself.

Su Wuming had no choice but to take this punch. He had no time to dodge.

Even if he could dodge, he wanted to see whether his rubber strength was greater, or Qin Ming's Earthfury Bear strength was greater.

Armament Haki wrapped around his right fist once more. Su Wuming put all his strength into a punch and met Qin Ming head-on.

The instant their fists collided, Su Wuming felt an immense, immovable force crash into him. Then he was sent flying.

If not for his Rubber Constitution, which made him immune to physical attacks, his entire right arm would have been crippled by that blow.

Qin Ming pressed his advantage, not giving Su Wuming a chance to catch his breath. He rushed after him and threw another punch.

Su Wuming's body was launched directly into the air. Qin Ming smiled.

With nowhere to brace himself in midair, Su Wuming was destined to become his punching bag.

Just as he was feeling smug, Su Wuming suddenly stretched out his arm in midair and grabbed Qin Ming by the shoulder. After borrowing the force, his entire body shot toward him.

Just as he was about to crash into Qin Ming, he was struck and sent flying again by Qin Ming's punch.

However, Su Wuming's hands were locked tightly onto Qin Ming's shoulders. As he was sent flying, the rebound force propelled him back even faster than before.

This time, Qin Ming had no time to react or throw another punch. The two collided head-on.

Qin Ming's body was forced backward uncontrollably.

Su Wuming, on the other hand, looked as though nothing had happened as he patted the dust off himself.

"He took three of Qin Ming's Sand Fists and he's fine?"

"No way. Is he just forcing himself to hold on?"

The students in the class could hardly believe their eyes.

Those power-packed Sand Fists were something every one of them knew they would die from if they took even a single hit.

Since when had strength-type Spirit Martial Practitioners become so hard to beat up?

Before the students could think any further, Su Wuming suddenly dashed forward. Reaching Qin Ming's side, he unleashed a barrage of Rubber Gatling attacks without another word.

Faced with the rain-like fists sweeping toward him across such a wide area, Qin Ming had no way to dodge. He could only gather more sand and soil to block them.

His body was forced backward, his feet carving a trail over ten meters long into the floor.

For a moment, dust billowed everywhere as sand and dirt scattered through the air.

The barrage lasted a full five seconds. As Su Wuming retracted both arms, the dust around them gradually dispersed as well.

It revealed Qin Ming leaning against the wall, his arms raised before him and covered by a thin layer of sandy protection.

His arms were trembling now. Su Wuming's attack had clearly affected him, but that was all.

He could not even break through my defenses. What could he possibly use to make me lose? Qin Ming slowly lowered his arms and looked at Su Wuming with a savage grin.

"Tell me, how am I supposed to lose?"

"Wow! The class monitor is so cool!"

"Just as expected of the strongest man in Class One. I acknowledge that confidence of yours."

Some girl who had apparently fallen for him suddenly cried out, and all kinds of praise soon spread throughout the large classroom.

Looking at the expression on Qin Ming's face that irritated him so much, Su Wuming could not help clenching his fists again.

"How will you lose? I'll show you right now!"

Su Wuming responded, then immediately stretched both hands backward at the same time.

The moment Qin Ming charged at him, he used Rubber Rocket Launcher to force him back.

Then, as he pulled his hands back, he launched another attack. This time, however, his arms were twisted together like a braid.

Before Qin Ming could react, Su Wuming's hands directly seized his head.

Then, using the accelerating force generated by the spiral rotation of his arms, Su Wuming yanked Qin Ming's entire body off the ground and slammed him toward the floor behind him.

Yet even so, Qin Ming remained unharmed. The instant he landed, the ground became as soft as cotton and directly absorbed ninety percent of the impact.

The only effect on him was a brief bout of dizziness caused by the rapid spinning of his body.

It seemed he had to be lifted off the ground to be defeated.

Thinking this, Su Wuming ran through all the skills of Rubber Gear One in his mind and quickly found a solution.

He immediately put it into action. Taking advantage of Qin Ming's dizziness, he quickly moved behind him and tightly grabbed his shoulders.

Then he rapidly curled his own body up. At the moment he could no longer curl any tighter, he promptly locked his feet around Qin Ming's waist.

This move completely exceeded everyone's understanding. Just as they were wondering what Su Wuming would do next—

Su Wuming suddenly relaxed his body and began spinning like a wheel. Using the rebounding force from the acceleration of his body, he directly launched Qin Ming into the air.

"Smart!" Even Mo Lan could not help praising him.

At the same time, Su Wuming unleashed Rubber Gatling once again, bombarding Qin Ming in midair.

Without the protection of the ground, Qin Ming's sandy barrier formed at half its previous speed. Su Wuming quickly shattered it and successfully landed his fists on Qin Ming's body.

But Qin Ming did not give up either. Since the sandy barrier was ineffective, he abandoned defense entirely and gathered all his remaining sand around his fists, exchanging blows with Su Wuming.

However, his speed could not keep up with Su Wuming's at all. Before long, all the sand around his fists had been scattered by Su Wuming. Left with no choice, he could only activate the power of the Earth Bear Battle Soul to protect his body, while the spiritual energy within him drained away at a rapid pace.

"Ugh... ah!!!" Su Wuming's stamina had reached its limit, and his arms were aching and numb.

But Qin Ming had not lost yet. How could he stop attacking?

He could only grit his teeth, roar, and swing his arms like a madman, punching upward again and again.

In the end, Qin Ming could not withstand Su Wuming's relentless assault that had broken through his physical limits. His spiritual energy ran out first, declaring his defeat.

When he landed, his eyes were filled with unwillingness. He refused to accept losing like this—losing to the bottom-ranked student whose cultivation was two stars below his own!!!

"You... lost!"

The instant their gazes met, Su Wuming spoke those three words.

After saying that, Su Wuming fell backward and crashed heavily onto the floor. This was the consequence of exhausting his stamina.

By now, he could not even lift his arms. He did not have a shred of strength left.