Chapter 71: Chap 71

A barrage of strike from the spear disciple signals the awaiting clash.

Qi embraces the spear wielder, strengthens his muscles and the weapon in hand.

The enhanced body thrusts the wooden spear with decisive power. Every assault carries the intention to kill.

Standing farther than his weapon can reach, qi in the form of a spear tip was launched one after another forward.

Considering how stable the flying qi bullets, their range is undoubtedly quite great. This type of attack is One-point Sword, or, to be precise, it functions similar to One-point Sword.

One-point Sword is a technique that focuses qi on one point on your weapon then borrowing the thrusting motion of the weapon to release. The result is a qi bullet with high penetrative power. Although it is more complex than a punch or a sword strike, to cultivators this technique is as basic as those attacks.

The spear disciple had trained hard to be able to unleash so many qi bullets continuously with minimal interval in between.

Among the many things to commend about this onslaught, the consistency in power of each qi bullet is worth noting. It demonstrates the level of proficiency in the technique along with the endurance of one’s mental fortitude and physical stamina. 

In addition, one has to applaud the young man for keeping the trajectory of each bullet different from the last. While each attack comes from the same source toward the same target, the paths they took are different. Thus, it forces the one on the receiving end to spare some mental capacity to calculate the points to intercept.

Together, his spear thrust turns into an unlimited-ammo hwacha (arrow launcher). This is the result of daily training from sunrise to sunset.

One thing needs to be made clear. The way his spear deviates from one place to another and arranges a different path for each bullet, it has a name, a technique known as Chaos Spear. As the name implies, this technique assures the attacks move wildly to prevent the enemy from predicting your target of attack. It is easy to mistake it for swinging your spear in anger, disregarding its form, like what usually happens in the unstable hands of amateurs. Chaos spear uses the flexibility of the wooden handle to bend the trajectory. In the firm and diligent hands of the disciple of Hundred Weapons sect, each thrust has power and precision. The thrust traverses the space the user wants it to go through and lands where the user wants it to land. The spearhead pierces with power almost rivals that of a straight thrust. This is what it means to be called Chaos Spear.

As a consequence of the spear’s fast speed, the red tassel attached to the spearhead draws incomprehensible patterns. The red colour attracts the attention of the human’s eyes. It drowns out the metallic shape of the spear tip and replaces the information transmitted to the brain with an overload of hard-to-decipher information. The Chaos Spear really makes use of the traditional design of the spear to the fullest. Against such a torrent of attacks, no enemy can stay nonchalantly.

At least, that is how it should be. 

Yes, what should be, but what should be had never happened.

The pretty boy parries every one of the coming qi bullets without leaving his initial spot. In fact, the only moving thing on his body is the hand holding the Cloth Spear, not an eye glance or an expression change. The sleep-derived beauty didn’t bother looking over the direction of his opponent let alone changing his facial expression. That expression of boredom is as still as a doll face.

Then, sweat trickles, not on the face of the beauty but on the forehead of the spearman.

Something is wrong. He knows something is wrong. He just doesn’t know what it is. He rolled back time, back to the moment this girl-face took off his cape.

Before that, one of the three trash had swung down his sword at that bored face. In one swift moment, he detached the black ornamented cape. One twist of the hand and the outerwear had become a spear.

The residual swirling motion of his qi when forming the spear broke the incoming sword to pieces and pierced through the slow-reacting boy’s shoulder.

The other trash immediately went into alert and made a joint attack.

However, they were easily knocked away.

Yes. Knocked away.

He didn’t use the spear like a person that knows how to use a spear. He moved the cloth spear like it was a baton. It was crude but abundant in qi.

Therefore, he thought this cunt only knew how to form the cloth spear and suppressed his opponents with power instead of skills.

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That prior assumption holds true. His qi bullets were pushed aside by that unrefined way of spear holding. There is absolutely no indication that this creep knows how to fight with a spear. It is further reinforced by the shape of that cloth spear, stubby with a small pointy tip.

Moreover, the quantity and quality of expended qi between him and that creep couldn’t be more different.

To assure the penetrative power of each qi bullet, he condensed qi as dense as possible. The quality of his qi is top-notch. To release qi bullets non-stop, his superior control reduces waste to its minimum. The quantity he used is so little it’s insequential.

How about that creep? What did he do?

He littered his qi everywhere. The concentration even on his weapon is suboptimal. He simply used more to compensate for the subpar quality. Hence, he wasted even more qi. In contrast to the precise usage of qi of everyone else, this half-half spoiled his qi like a rich kid not knowing the value of money.

It is correct. His opponent is not as proficient as him at qi control or spear skills. This prick is just someone with the name of a big clan attached to him and was allowed to learn a marvellous martial art. That’s it.

If so… why can’t he land a single hit? Every move of the spear pierced nothing but thin air. 

If he is a better martial artist and a better cultivator than him, then why is he the one with quickening breath? Why can that cunt deflect his attacks so easily? How could he do it without looking? Why does he still have qi? Just look at this leakage! His qi had covered the entire ring. How much more qi does he have left?

Complaints will do no good. What he can do now is to make change.

He had been keeping his attacks at an optimal level, so that he could recover most of the expended qi. This way of fighting relies on skills and experiences to overcome the opposition. It is also a good way to probe the enemy.

It had been proven to be insufficient to bypass this enemy’s defence, and he had gotten all the knowledge he could gain using this tactic.

He got to step up his game.

His attack speed explodes simultaneously along with the rate he is burning through his qi reservoir. Consequently, his spear tears through the air with new vigour. Its power reflects its owner’s determination. 

To the audience, it was truly a sight to behold. They know how rare it is to obtain such a talented spear user.

To the two in the ring, such exertion was truly a waste.

His eyes bulge out as the only response from his opponent is an adjustment in the speed of the deflecting arm.

He takes closer steps and raises up his power even further. He refuses to believe he couldn’t make this bastard slip up.

The bombards managed nothing but turning the area near Bei He Xuan into a nightmare for people with Trypophobia.

You damn monster!

He carefully approaches his opponent while his hands continue relentlessly.

He hoped the change from range assault to melee onslaught would make his opponent falter.

He hoped when his body was fired up, his attack would ramp up in speed and sharpness.

He had hoped he could overwhelm his enemy defence.

The reality is, no matter how hard he tried, his attempts were easily brushed aside.

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