Chapter 625 - 213: Madman Qin Feng! Soaring Reputation, Lightspeed Growth, The 4th Cup
Chapter 625: Chapter 213: Madman Qin Feng! Soaring Reputation, Lightspeed Growth, The 4th Cup
It was a Martial Artist, also clad in power armor.
He wasn’t wearing a helmet, revealing a face brimming with defiance and wild energy. In his hand, he carried an extravagantly designed, curved Long Saber.
Upon seeing Qin Feng, the corner of his mouth curled into a cold smile. He commanded in a tone that left no room for argument, "Get out of this star system. There are three Resource Points here, and you are not to touch a single one."
"Oh?"
Qin Feng let out a soft hum, then calmly asked, "And you are?"
"My name is Manus!"
The Martial Artist slung the Long Saber over his shoulder, his eyes filled with the contempt a hunter has for his prey. "And you are about to become the second opponent to fall before me."
Before his voice had even faded, he launched a ferocious attack!
K-CHUNK!
The menacing power armor helmet instantly enveloped his head.
The next moment, the ground beneath his feet shattered as he transformed into a streak of lightning. Wielding his Long Saber and wreathed in surging Spiritual Energy and mental Will, he shot toward Qin Feng like a brilliant flash of light powerful enough to sunder the heavens!
Unfortunately, he had chosen the wrong opponent.
To Qin Feng’s monstrous perception, every detail about his opponent was laid bare.
’A level-seven killing technique at the Minor Success Realm. A very crude version, though. In terms of quality, it’s probably on the same level as the Ninefold Blood Spear.’
’As for his Mental Power... it’s about one ’cup.’ His foundation is solid enough.’
While making this precise analysis in his mind, Qin Feng advanced instead of retreating.
Faced with the deadly gleam of the saber tearing through the air, he didn’t even draw the "Star-Swallower" Long Spear from his back. Instead, he simply threw a punch with his right fist.
A fist against a saber!
It was the Heaven-swallowing Fist Technique!
The punch was thrown without any earth-shattering fanfare, yet it seemed to contain a black hole capable of Devouring Heaven and Earth.
The moment Manus’s ferocious saber strike and mental pressure met Qin Feng’s fist, they vanished without a trace—instantly dissolved, devoured, and utterly erased!
"What?!"
Manus’s face went pale with shock. He had never imagined his all-out attack could be neutralized so effortlessly!
An overwhelming sense of mortal danger forced him to the most logical conclusion—turn and run!
But Qin Feng had already locked onto him.
’Thinking of leaving?’
Qin Feng’s figure blurred. In the next instant, he appeared like a phantom beside the rapidly retreating Manus.
He unleashed another deceptively simple Heaven-Swallowing punch!
This time, Manus clearly felt the terrifying, irresistible pressure of Mental Power. His thoughts froze for an instant, his mind faltering.
And in that brief moment of distraction, Qin Feng’s fist, shrouded in destructive power, had already struck. With unerring precision, it slammed into his chest, beneath the power armor, right on top of his Psychic Core!
THOOM—
An incredibly muffled explosion resounded from within Manus’s body.
His Psychic Core had been utterly shattered by the punch.
The rampant energy instantly spiraled out of control, blowing his body and sturdy power armor into a rain of metal fragments and bloody gore.
[You have defeated an opponent. Base points acquired: 1]
[You have plundered the opponent’s points: 2]
[Your total points have been updated to: 3]
[Your overall ranking has risen to: 3,215,789,456,123]
[Your regional ranking in Star System 117 has risen to: 49,987,554]
The short, one-sided battle thus came to an end.
Qin Feng stood calmly in place, watching the stream of information flash across his HUD, his expression utterly serene.
Neither the jump in his ranking to the low trillions, nor the three points he had just acquired, managed to stir the slightest ripple in his heart.
This bloody, thousand-year-long elimination tournament had only just begun.
Any insignificant advantage gained now was meaningless in the face of such a vast timescale.
From the start, he’d had only one objective: to grow stronger.
He had to use this resource-rich Trial Ground to push his strength to its absolute limit, by any means necessary.
The words of his master, the Heaven-Devouring King, still echoed in his ears: ’The greater war zone holds a sea of cultivation resources... If you can hold on and make it into the top one hundred, your strength will have been tempered to Galactic-Grade by the time you leave.’
For Qin Feng, that was the true value of this competition.
He ignored his now-vanished opponent and turned his attention back to the massive cliff face of Spirit Mushrooms before him.
He opened his palm, an invisible gravitational force emanating from its center. As if answering a summons, the fungal lifeforms on the cliff, each glowing with a faint blue halo, detached themselves from the rock face. They transformed into a ceaseless blue torrent, flowing into the clearing in front of him.
Tens of thousands of tons of Spirit Mushrooms soon piled up into a small mountain that exuded an unusual fragrance.
With a mere thought, Qin Feng opened his massive Subspace Storage Unit and swallowed the entire "mushroom mountain."
’I made a point of upgrading my Subspace Storage Unit’s capacity before graduating from Canaan. Looks like that was the right call. It’s more than enough for this.’
Qin Feng smiled, a satisfied expression on his face.
He casually retrieved one of the mushrooms he had just stored—a palm-sized one whose cap had the most intense blue glow.
Without a moment’s hesitation, he popped it in his mouth and ate it as casually as if it were a cookie.
The mushroom melted the moment it entered his mouth, transforming into a cool, peculiar stream of energy. It flowed down his throat and spread throughout his entire body before finally gathering with perfect precision inside his Sea of Consciousness.