Super Genius!

Li Qingshan stood with one foot on a Fierce Beast's skull, his gaze lowered.

At the moment the middle-aged man in the suit breathed his last, the skin of his corpse shriveled and wrinkled at a visible rate, as though some invisible existence were continuously devouring his flesh and blood.

Even the Fierce Beast skull beneath Li Qingshan's foot had been reduced to nothing but a patch of dried scalp.

"The Sacrifice is getting faster..."

Li Qingshan murmured softly, his gaze suddenly sharpening.

A thin layer of blood mist was seeping out from the floor, spreading upward.

Li Qingshan abruptly raised his head and swept his gaze around.

It was not just beneath his feet. The entire hall floor was already covered in blood mist.

Faint bloody light flickered within the mist. As if alive, all the blood mist surged and gathered toward the arena at the center of the hall.

In barely a dozen seconds, a twisted mass of flesh and blood, three meters wide, appeared at the center of the arena.

Every inch of its flesh wriggled as slick tentacles like fuzz drilled out and rapidly grew.

Bizarre, horrifying, sinister, grotesque...

With just one glance, Li Qingshan felt as though he had been afflicted by Corruption.

Every hair on his body stood on end, and he could not stop trembling. This was suppression from a higher level of life itself!

It was not only his body; even his mind had been shackled.

Countless thoughts arose from nowhere within his mind, wildly pounding out the same message.

Stay where you are and stretch out your neck for slaughter!

"Why should I?!"

Li Qingshan's eyes blazed as veins bulged on his forehead.

He stared fixedly at the arena, gritted his teeth, and enunciated each word.

"What Flesh Demon God? You're nothing more than a monster. Are you even worthy?"

As his words fell, his will became a blade, severing every surging thought.

His mind instantly cleared, and strength welled up once more in his stiffened body.

Li Qingshan gradually suppressed his instinctive fear and regained control of his body.

"Still not making a move?"

Li Qingshan watched the motionless Cold Moon Flying Shuttle before him as he slowly stepped back.

No matter how the battle unfolded from here, it was no longer something he could take part in.

The fleshy monster at the center of the arena seemed not to notice the resistance of a mere "ant." It simply continued devouring the blood mist and growing tentacles.

The surrounding crowd had long been scared out of their wits. They lay limp on the ground, shivering helplessly.

As Li Qingshan retreated, he occasionally stepped on their bodies, yet not one cried out in pain or pleaded for help.

Everyone had been cowed by the monster, becoming lambs truly awaiting the slaughter.

The blood mist grew thinner and thinner, on the verge of being completely devoured.

At the center of the arena, the fleshy monster had turned into a "crimson furball." Thousands of tentacles extended from all over its body, twisting and stretching.

"Is the Patrol Bureau really going to stand by and let them live or die?"

Filled with doubt, Li Qingshan took another step back and crossed through the iron doors.

Then he turned and ran.

A piercing tremor rang out.

Li Qingshan halted and looked back.

Inside the hall, the blood mist had vanished. The fleshy monster had fully taken shape, and countless tentacles rapidly extended in every direction.

But at the same time, the Cold Moon Flying Shuttle moved as well.

The three-meter-wide shuttle circled the hall at high speed like a crazed meat grinder. Any crimson Tentacle that touched it was instantly severed.

It did not merely cut. As it spun, tiny lasers also lit up across the shuttle, precisely striking the twisted tentacles on the floor and burning them to ash.

"So it really is a sci-fi weapon!"

Li Qingshan sighed softly and unhurriedly turned around.

Now, there was no need to run.

The fleshy monster looked terrifying, but under the Cold Moon Flying Shuttle's encirclement, it had no power to resist at all.

What was more, the Cold Moon Flying Shuttle was merely a weapon. The true Sky Patroler Mecha had yet to appear.

The result was exactly as Li Qingshan had expected.

In barely a dozen seconds, every crimson Tentacle had vanished into smoke and ash, leaving a layer of ashes across the floor.

At the center of the arena,

the Cold Moon Flying Shuttle hovered above the fleshy monster's head. Crimson Light shone across its silvery-white metal surface, and a crescent-shaped laser descended.

Under the laser's illumination, the fleshy monster could not resist in the slightest and instantly turned to ash.

Even the arena beneath it was melted by the laser, becoming a mass of searing magma.

"Th-this is the power of a Mecha?"

Li Qingshan secretly clicked his tongue in amazement, his eyes gleaming.

According to the textbooks, Martial Artists and Mechas stood on equal footing.

Since a Sky Patroler Mecha could possess such destructive power, then one day, he too would be able to accomplish the same with his own flesh and blood.

"I wonder how many years this fleshy monster would have been worth?"

Li Qingshan swept his gaze over the ashes floating atop the magma and shook his head regretfully.

There was no way he could have participated in that battle, much less stolen the kill.

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Just then,

the Cold Moon Flying Shuttle moved again, flying back toward the shattered section of floor.

A Silver Mech descended soundlessly from the sky.

Its metal body stood roughly 2.8 meters tall, light flowing all over it.

As though possessed by intelligence, the Cold Moon Flying Shuttle automatically circled around it, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

"It looks so much like it!" Li Qingshan could not help exclaiming.

The sight before him reminded him once more of a similar scene from the film Legend of Sword and Fairy from his previous life.

Lone Moon, breathtakingly beautiful!

"Like what?"

A cool female voice sounded beside his ear.

Li Qingshan snapped back blankly. He looked around, then finally fixed his gaze on the hovering Silver Mech, its metal mask facing directly toward him.

The Mecha Master was a woman?

After a moment of surprise, Li Qingshan could only smile awkwardly.

How was he supposed to answer? He could not exactly say it looked like a movie he had watched in his previous life.

Fortunately, the Mecha Master seemed to have only asked in passing. She had already turned to survey the entire hall.

At last, her gaze paused at the remains of the middle-aged man in the suit before shifting to a pile of ash before the iron doors.

This pile of ash differed from the rest spread across the floor. Its color was lighter, left behind after You Qingya's transformation.

She noticed?

Li Qingshan frowned slightly. He did not believe the Mecha Master had merely observed it with her naked eyes. That Mecha surely possessed some unknown scanning methods.

Although the middle-aged man in the suit had supposedly "died in the jaws of a beast," Li Qingshan had crushed him beneath his foot right in front of the Cold Moon Flying Shuttle.

Recalling the Cold Moon Flying Shuttle's display of overwhelming might,

Li Qingshan crushed the last thread of luck in his heart and faced it calmly.

He did not regret it. The threat posed by the middle-aged man in the suit while alive was unquestionably greater than after his death.

"Li Qingshan, well done!"

The cool female voice rang out again. Li Qingshan froze, then asked in surprise,

"You know me?"

"My name is Yu Man."

The Mecha raised its right hand, and a laser blasted forth, turning the middle-aged man in the suit and half of the Fierce Beast's remains into ash.

"You're Yu Lei's older sister?"

Li Qingshan immediately understood and let out a breath of relief.

Clearly, the middle-aged man in the suit's death was being overlooked.

Still, this incident gave him a warning. This was the Interstellar Era, after all; there were far too many unknown methods.

Next time... he had to be more discreet.

Li Qingshan silently reflected. The Mecha in midair had no intention of replying, seeming exceptionally aloof.

Inside the Mecha, Yu Man watched Li Qingshan as four Light Screens unfolded before her.

Three of the Light Screens displayed combat projections of a person fighting a beast.

The remaining Light Screen showed a humanoid projection battling a Tentacle monster.

These were simulated battle images generated after the Mecha had scanned the entire hall.

Though the projections were not clear, they were enough to reveal plenty of information.

"Mizong Step at Great Accomplishment? Wind Shadow Blade at Great Accomplishment?"

"Only at Body Tempering Second Level, yet he killed an Evil God Cultist and hunted three Fierce Beasts in succession?"

As she reached one conclusion after another, ripples gradually rose in Yu Man's eyes.

The first time she had heard Li Qingshan's name from Uncle, she had not taken it seriously at all.

True geniuses had long since been sent to New Continent.

The Martial Arts Class merely left a sliver of hope for the many high school students of Old Continent.

Not to mention that only a handful of students each year could truly enter New Continent Martial Arts University, even if they did reach New Continent, they could only become background scenery in the end.

New Continent martial arts students possessed not only better talent and more abundant resources, but also training requirements far stricter than those in Old Continent.

The gap had been destined from the very beginning. Three years in the Martial Arts Class could never bridge it.

Later, after Yu Man learned Li Qingshan's basic information from her younger sister, she paid even less attention to him.

A Body Tempering First Level novice who had only just begun martial arts—what genius could he possibly be?

But now...

In only two months, Li Qingshan had cultivated both Mizong Step and Wind Shadow Blade to Great Accomplishment.

Such comprehension was simply horrifying!

Even for the most basic D-rank Martial Skills, the fastest cultivation record in New Continent still took more than half a year!

The four Light Screens drew together and Merge into One.

The projections dispersed and became a clear image: Li Qingshan's "criminal record" of stepping on the Fierce Beast's head.

Through the Light Screen, Yu Man looked toward the figure standing outside the iron doors.

At that moment, the image and reality overlapped, and Yu Man stared blankly into space.

"Perhaps he is the genius Uncle has been searching for all along?"

"A super genius capable of rivaling the prodigies of Martial Star!"