High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 101 Defeating Sun He
Unbeknownst to him, Qin Feng's physical body was already at the "Gold Standard Human Level II".

Under the same vitality index, Qin Feng's explosiveness, speed, and reaction are far beyond those of ordinary people.

With a vitality index of 16.5, in actual performance, he is no less than an ordinary martial artist with a vitality index of 18.1!
In fact, they are even better in terms of endurance and recovery!
Sun He refused to believe it and roared as he unleashed his full power in his staff technique.

One blow!
Two blows!

Ten strokes!

One hundred lashes!

On the ring, sticks flew and sparks flew.

Sun He unleashed all his power, like a raging storm, relentlessly.

But Qin Feng's "A Thousand Armies Surrounding" is like a reef standing in the midst of raging waves, unmoved by wind and rain.

The battle lasted for five minutes.

ten minutes.

fifteen minutes.

Sun He's offensive began to show signs of weakening.

His forehead was covered in sweat, his breathing became heavy, and the speed and power with which he swung the short stick were constantly decreasing.

The prolonged bursts of intense physical exertion took a huge toll on his stamina.

In contrast, Qin Feng remained standing in the same spot, breathing deeply and steadily, as if the previous frenzied attack had had no effect on him whatsoever.

With this shift in momentum, the balance of power has quietly reversed.

A deep sense of powerlessness welled up in Sun He's heart.

He knew that if things continued like this, he would surely be defeated.

The only outcome would be to be exhausted and then easily defeated by the opponent.

He cannot accept this outcome!

Just then, he noticed a slight "flaw" in Qin Feng's defensive perimeter.

After the parry, Qin Feng's spear thrust froze for a moment, leaving a larger opening on the left than ever before.

This is an opportunity!
An opportunity that could be a trap!
The thought flashed through Sun He's mind in an instant.

But he had no other choice.

Bet!

A resolute glint flashed in his eyes as he squeezed out all the remaining power in his body and poured it into the short stick in his right hand!
His figure shot out like an arrow, forcefully breaking through the gun's blockade and charging towards that fatal flaw!

"【Striking the Heavenly Staff】!"

He roared, and the short stick in his hand shone with a blinding light, carrying an unstoppable momentum as he aimed straight for Qin Feng's head!
This is his most powerful killing move!
However, just as he stepped into that "flaw," just as he made his move and exerted his strength, his old strength was exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated!

Qin Feng made a move.

All of this was within his calculations.

Qin Feng activated the [Soaring Dragon Body Technique], his entire body moving backward several meters like a ghost, perfectly avoiding the sharpness of the [Heaven-Striking Staff] and creating a near-perfect counterattack distance.

Immediately afterwards, he abruptly stopped in his retreat, exerted force from his waist and abdomen, and thrust the spear in his hand out from below at an incredible angle!
Back carbine!
[Light and Shadow]!
A silver streak, almost invisible to the naked eye, flashed through the air, arriving before Sun He's chest, which was wide open due to his all-out attack!
Time seemed to slow down at this moment.

All the spectators clearly saw this decisive moment.

Sun He's "Heavenly Strike" carried an aura of destruction, finally stopping just a hair's breadth away from Qin Feng's cheek.

The sharp wind from the stick even ruffled the hair on Qin Feng's forehead.

But in the end, it was still just a tiny bit off.

Qin Feng's spear tip, however, with its soul-searching, dazzling light, pierced through Sun He's breastplate with unparalleled precision and without any hindrance.

"Pfft!"

A soft sound.

The resolute look on Sun He's face froze.

He looked down at the bowl-sized hole in his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Immediately, his entire body transformed into countless shattered points of light, dissipating on the arena.

Qin Feng wins!

The cold, impersonal system notification echoed throughout the spectator channel.

In an instant, the chat area with tens of thousands of people fell into dead silence.

It was as if an invisible hand had pressed the pause button on everyone.

Every student watching the match, whether a freshman or a returning student, stared blankly at the tall figure standing on the stage with a gun, and at Sun He's incredulous gaze before he vanished into a speck of light.

The deathly silence lasted for a full ten seconds.

Immediately, like a depth charge dropped on a calm lake, the entire spectator channel exploded!
The first to be ignited were the fan groups who had always held fervent faith in Qin Feng.

"We won! We won! I knew it! Qin Shen is awesome!! (Voice cracks)"

"Hahahaha! I told you Qin Shen wouldn't last three minutes! And now look at him!"

"What does it mean to be a Rookie of the Year?! (Leans back in a tactical stance) This is the true value of being a Rookie of the Year!" "A perfect blend of offense and defense, unparalleled tactics! So cool! From today onwards, I am the number one member of Qin Feng's fan club!"

"Don't stop me, I'm going to the forum to build a 10,000-post support thread for Qin Shen!"

Their comments were filled with triumphant elation and boundless adoration for their idol, instantly turning the chat area into a sea of ​​celebration.

Following that is an even larger group of ordinary first-year high school students.

Their reaction was far from simple joy; it was more of a sense of speechlessness and bewilderment after being struck by the enormous chasm.

"...Is he really a freshman in the same year as us?"

"I was still feeling smug about making it into the top 3,000 in the monthly exam, but he's already beaten the top students in the second year of high school... This gap is despairing."

"Every attack from Senior Sun He was terrifyingly powerful. I couldn't have withstood even one blow. But Qin Feng... he actually won. Is he really a freshman who enrolled with me?"

"That last trap was terrifying."

"I heard that Qin Feng ranked over 60,000th in the high school entrance exam, which is at the very bottom of the class."

"Stop talking, I'm going to shut up."

"I thought that getting into Qiyi High School meant I was a chosen one, but now I realize that in the face of real monsters, we are no different from ordinary people."

The speeches of these new students were filled with a sense of frustration after being confronted with the huge gap between reality and expectations.

When Qin Feng won the Rookie of the Year award, many students didn't think much of it.

After all, many freshmen didn't even sign up for the Qiming League, so they didn't watch it. And the Rookie King, no matter how many titles he wins, is still the Rookie King among the freshmen.

And now, Qin Feng has defeated the senior student!

Sun He, who has mastered the perfect killing technique, is considered one of the top students among the senior students!

Qin Feng's victory, like a mirror, revealed the insurmountable gap between them and truly top geniuses, making them, for the first time, deeply doubt their own "genius" status.

What was most shocking was the reaction from the senior students in their second and third years of high school.

After a brief silence, their chat area was flooded with a series of statements filled with shock and technical analysis.

"Is this real? I must be seeing things. Sun He... lost?"

"How did he lose? Can someone explain this to me? Sun He's perfect 'Heaven and Earth Staff' was dominating the whole time, so how did he get killed by a single shot at the end?"

"Didn't you understand, upstairs? The key isn't the final counterattack, it's the process before that! Sun He couldn't break through his defense at all! Moreover, his strength and stamina are all off!"

"That's right! It's power! I just pulled up the data replay. Sun He's full-force attack peaked at 19800 kilograms, while the force Qin Feng received when he blocked with the gun also reached 19500 kilograms! This is not the kind of power a 16.5 vitality index should have!"

"And then there's endurance! That's the most terrifying thing! Sun He has been attacking at high intensity for fifteen minutes, and his stamina is almost depleted. Look at Qin Feng, his breathing is almost completely erratic! What is his body made of? A cosmic behemoth?!"

"His tactics were too sophisticated. From beginning to end, he used the 'Thousands of Troops Guarding' technique to wear down Sun He's stamina and force Sun He to make mistakes. The last opening was perfectly timed, precisely because he had calculated that Sun He was exhausted and had no choice but to fight back."

"Monster... This isn't just a genius, this is a true monster. He's only a freshman in high school, just three months into the semester... I can't even imagine what he'll be like in his senior year."

"Who said that Sun He would eat the entire plate of B-grade energy meal if he lost? Come out here, I'll supervise you."

The senior students' shock stemmed from their profound understanding of the strength system.

Because of their understanding, they were able to better appreciate the significance of Qin Feng's victory.

A martial artist who had mastered the art of killing, despite being completely inferior in terms of equipment, relied on incredible strength, endurance, and perfect tactics to defeat a stronger opponent with an even more powerful physique and a more perfect killing technique.

In their view, Qin Feng's only advantage was the advantage of being able to use cold weapons.

This restraint wasn't enough to help Qin Feng win, yet he still ended up winning.

Outrageous.

Outrageous.

……

In the cafeteria.

In front of that pure black plate, Qin Feng and Sun He's figures swayed slightly at almost the same time, their eyes regaining their clarity.

Their spirits withdrew from the subspace network.

Sun He sat in the chair, his eyes still showing a trace of bewilderment and disbelief from the end of the battle.

He stared blankly at his hands, as if still reliving the feeling of helplessness on the ring.

He lost.

They lost without any chance to fight back.

He had imagined that he might get injured due to underestimating his opponent, but he never thought that he would be defeated so thoroughly in a way that left him exhausted and ultimately lured by tactics.

After a long while, he let out a long breath.

That breath seemed to carry away all the shock and resentment in his heart, leaving only a sense of relief and heartfelt emotion.

He raised his head and looked at Qin Feng opposite him, a complex smile on his face, containing bitterness, but more so, a heartfelt admiration.

A month ago, this junior student in front of me couldn't even last thirty seconds in front of me.

A month later, he was able to defeat himself in an almost overwhelming way.

This rate of growth can no longer be described as "genius".

(End of this chapter)