Cosmic-Level Demon God-Chapter 89 - 79: Anti-Strike Armor Body, How Will You Break My Defense (Second Update)

Chapter 89: Chapter 79: Anti-Strike Armor Body, How Will You Break My Defense (Second Update)

Qin Shi did not adopt the "chicken list" provided by the Cat Head Killer.

He entered the Virtual Combat Room not to bully weaklings.

On the contrary, getting beaten was the real intention.

The stronger the opponent, the more experience one can gain.

He still remembered what the first-generation Martial God Yan Haishan once said.

"The true martial arts rise from defeat, revive from extinction, win hard battles after repeated losses, and thus forge an immortal body and invincible heart."

If you knew Yan Haishan’s life, you’d understand he wasn’t wrong.

After all, throughout Dongxia’s history of Martial Gods, he had the most public defeats and was the least conspicuous when he was young.

"Walking the Martial God Road!"

Qin Shi did not respond to the Cat Head Killer. He waited for the friend approval of Thick Peach Milk Tea and directly sent a battle invitation.

He needed to use this Military Martial Arts Tiger Fist expert to test his upgrade results.

"Interesting. You dare to fight again after I’ve crushed you once?"

Xu Dong, who was looking for the casting materials for the day, saw the battle invitation and sneered:

"I’m not a rookie like Luo Wenbin!"

He declined the invite and replied:

Thick Peach Milk Tea: Give me a minute.

Then, Xu Dong paused his ongoing download of the horse racing anime adult content resource, pulled up his pants, and equipped the synchronization rate device, adjusting various parameters.

After finishing all the preparations, he sent a battle invitation himself.

"The old ideas of the Old Martial Sect should have been completely eradicated and thrown into the trash long ago! Watch me crush it... What does Luo Wenbin want?"

Xu Dong grinned, baring a supposedly cool and handsome smile before it was interrupted by a voice call.

Connecting, he mocked instantly:

"Hey, disgrace of Heng University Martial Arts System, ready to face the humiliation from your peers at the opening ceremony? If I were you, I wouldn’t even attend and would hide away like a turtle."

Bastard!

Luo Wenbin clenched his jaw, suppressing his anger:

"Old Xu, give me a spectator slot."

Xu Dong frowned and continued to mock:

"What’s the point of studying the opponent after losing? Even if you win back, it won’t erase the fact that you were trampled by a Spiritual Ability System Old Martial Sect rookie!"

Despite not being as strong as second-year Martial Arts System student Xu Dong, Luo Wenbin’s dignity as a rich son gave him no chance to back down:

"Stop babbling, hurry up!"

Xu Dong flatly refused:

"No way. Unless you call me daddy!"

Little brat!

Luckily, I came prepared!

Luo Wenbin cursed internally and reluctantly used his trump card:

"The latest high-definition VR resource of the horse racing anime, with perspective switching and immersive experiences... You know what I mean."

After saying this, Luo Wenbin felt dirty.

Damn otaku!

He thought bitterly.

Xu Dong’s eyes gleamed:

"Good brother! Send it quickly! I’ll transfer the room owner permissions."

After sending a long string of mysterious codes, Luo Wenbin indeed received the room owner permission transfer message.

He looked at the cool silver-haired figure on the stage, silently cheering him on:

"Old Martial Sect kid! You must win!"

...

...

Qin Shi naturally did not know about the many schemes around protecting Qiguang Heng University’s Martial Arts System’s honor.

He stepped into the open gate and landed on the still vast arena stage. The Martial Arts System student majoring in Tiger Fist also wore tight shorts, just with a pink cat-ear hairpin, which looked highly incongruous set against his muscular body.

"Have you figured out how to lose yet?"

Xu Dong clashed his right palm against his left fist, revealing sharp white teeth. The surging Life Force covered his body like flowing water.

Obviously, he intended to go all out and quickly end this one-sided crushing battle.

Qin Shi showed no fear. He always faced the gap between himself and those who had access to the best resources from childhood through high school and college, acknowledging his own lack of foundation and experience.

"Your Life Force above 50 points comes from parents spending on good schools, nutrition, private coaches, and extra classes.

But I can only rely on my own hands, hard work, relentless self-discipline to keep leveling up!

Whose worth is higher? No need to say!"

Qin Shi raised his hand and planted his combat flag, waiting for the countdown to reach zero.

Thud! Thud thud! Thud thud thud—

Almost at the instant the "1" turned to "0", Xu Dong launched his attack!

His foot stomped on the ground, charging forward like an armored tank towards Qin Shi.

Though his speed wasn’t fast, compared to Luo Wenbin’s swift body technique enhanced by Ripple Spin, Xu Dong seemed as slow as a turtle, giving a heavy and sluggish feel.

But Qin Shi knew this was the hallmark technique of the Military Martial Arts Stream: shaking the ground with power, transmitting it all around to compress the opponent’s maneuvering space, and finally cornering them for a lethal strike.

Hence, he couldn’t be intimidated and think of dodging; he had to meet force with force!

Whoosh!

Wind Fist Stream!

The silver hair flew, and his robes fluttered.

Qin Shi locked his gaze on Xu Dong, his feet springing forward like taut bowstrings, projecting his body like an arrow.

Woo woo!

Like a fierce wind, in the blink of an eye, a long, powerful hand pressed towards Xu Dong.

True Essence Qi enveloped the palm, spinning like a dense wind ball, absorbing endless airflow.

"Ridiculous! My ’Tiger Tank Body’ is a B+ level textbook! It includes ’Cannon Fist’, ’Tracked Step’, and even the ’Anti-Strike Armored Body’ of Horizontal Training!"

Xu Dong stopped, his legs firmly planted like iron stakes into the ground.

Then he reared his head back and slammed it forward like a furious hammer towards Qin Shi!

He couldn’t believe a Spiritual Ability System Old Martial Sect rookie with undeveloped Life Force could break his defense!

Thud!

It was like a battering ram striking a bronze wall!

"So hard!"

Qin Shi’s body shook, despite having twelve layers of defense, his hand still felt numb, and his bones were vibrating.

Xu Dong was even more astonished, expecting his flesh to repel Qin Shi’s Wind Fist but surprised at the resilience of his body.

He knew he had pushed this B+ level textbook to the fifth level.

Clearly leading among second-year Martial Arts System students!

Blocking Xu Dong’s head hammer, Qin Shi took a deep breath. Twelve black dragon tendons twisted and wrapped around each other, his fingers clenched tightly, releasing fierce power from his palm!

Xu Dong’s face flushed, then burned, and then scorched!

His entire head was gripped and smashed into the solid ground, creating several large cracks.

Once, twice, thrice...

Slammed repeatedly until he saw stars and surrounded by dizziness. Unlike Luo Wenbin, he was not so fragile and still had fighting power left.

When they reached the tenth slam, Qin Shi paused as if he was tired.

Xu Dong seized the opportunity, his eyes wide, hands slapping the ground, working like an armored vehicle stuck in mud refueling to break free.

The surging Life Force made a terrifying sound like rushing rivers, forcing Qin Shi to let go and retreat.

"Hasn’t it been long? How can he face me directly now? His Life Force shouldn’t increase so quickly?"

Xu Dong stood up, his view of Qin Shi changed, suspecting this kid might not be true to the Old Martial Sect.

"Could it be those shady methods of needles and drugs, killing the goose that lays the golden eggs?"

Breathing evenly, his strong body from "Anti-Strike Armored Body" just had grazed skin, without truly breaking his defense.

"If I reach the tenth level of Great Perfection, my skin could be as tough as 110mm nickel alloy steel. Even if you used a machine gun for a day, it wouldn’t matter!"

Xu Dong infused himself with invincible beliefs, gathering his overwhelming momentum of pushing enemies like an iron flood.

Striding quickly closer, like a metal monster weighing tons, his right palm clenched into a fist, pressing towards Qin Shi.

Cannon Fist required being horizontal, hitting up close, summoning power!

Xu Dong’s fist, like a solid steel column from the sky, split the viscous air and delivered a heavy blow to Qin Shi’s shoulder.

"This guy has some experience."

Qin Shi noticed the right fist was a Cannon strike, the left hand held at the waist, indicating an immediate follow-up if he dodged.

This way, no moves would miss, rebound, and get countered.

Compared to the last loser, Luo Wenbin, Xu Dong was much more seasoned.

"But this is virtual combat..."

Qin Shi activated Qi Sensitivity, connecting twelve black dragon tendons through his Mortal Body. His twin claws hovered like coiled dragons with Muscle Memory simulating usual power bursts.

His right arm flexed, transforming the fist into a palm. True Essence Qi layered, vibrating visible oscillations.

"Swapping injuries? No new ideas! You can’t breach my defense..."

Xu Dong’s thoughts flashed, recognizing Qin Shi’s intent, and kept sneering.

His fifth-layer Anti-Strike Armored Body resisted normal blunt impacts, knives, swords, and axes.

Just as cold-armed infantry and cavalry couldn’t stop tank advancements.

The Old Martial Sect’s early Heart Posture Imagery refined ordinary things.

Far behind the New Martial Sect’s innovations!

But before the thought finished, he saw intense horror in Qin Shi’s eyes.

The Cannon Fist smashed Qin Shi’s arm to pulp, revealing white bones, while Qin Shi’s palm struck his neck.

Qin Shi’s arm turned to shredded flesh, with exposed bones, but Xu Dong’s head loosened, blood gushing from his neck.

"How did he breach defense? It makes no sense!"

Before Xu Dong’s head fell, his eyes were full of confusion.

"Uninformed. Airflows spinning create wind. Vortex oscillations are also wind!"

Qin Shi exhaled those brief breaths, nearly exploding his heart from intense pounding.

The Heart Power of Wind Fist Stream, coupled with True Essence Qi, transformed to high-frequency oscillations from heavy cuts and spins.

His palm as a low-grade mimic of high-frequency cutters, maybe unable to sever 110mm Tiger Tank’s armor, but enough to decapitate Xu Dong.

"Today, is a victory for the Old Martial Sect!"

Qin Shi held his severed arm wound, proudly standing on the stage, hearing... the noisy applause and cheers.

Looking around, he saw only one figure in the spectator seats.

"Won! Damn! Actually won!"

Luo Wenbin felt more ecstatic than entering Qiguang Heng University.

"Post it quickly! Post it quickly! Xu Dong, shame of the Martial Arts System! Wait for your reckoning!"

Among the joy, he also focused on the silver-haired figure leaving the room.

"The last win was explained away as luck, predicting my moves.

This time, after losing once to Xu Dong, he came back strong... Will Qiguang Heng University’s Martial Arts System face its darkest days?"