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Chapter 220 - Kill The Old Bastard

Qin Shi, however, sneered at Liu Wuxie’s efforts. “Liu Wuxie, your fist technique is useless against me!” he declared. Ever since Liu Wuxie had injured Xiao Yanlong with the Overlord Fist, Qin Shi had been wary of it.

In response, Qin Shi’s sword vanished as he began forming seals with both hands. A massive vortex materialized before him, causing the incoming impact of the Overlord Fist to crumble.

It was revealed that Qin Shi had learned this martial technique, known as the Fist-Breaking Form, specifically to counter Liu Wuxie’s Overlord Fist in the past twenty days.

“This is the Fist-Breaking Form. When did Vice-Headmaster Qin learn it?” Zhao Enzhu stood up with a puzzled look. He knew Qin Shi well, and he didn’t recall Qin Shi practicing the Fist-Breaking Form.

The other teachers also looked at each other, finding it embarrassing for Qin Shi to practice the Fist-Breaking Form to deal with an Earth Grade student.

The Fist Breaking Form was created by a predecessor of the Great Yan Dynasty, mainly to deal with fist techniques. Those who practiced a fist technique would be significantly weakened when facing the Fist-Breaking Form and might even be restrained.

Liu Wuxie didn’t expect Qin Shi to be so despicable, throwing his pride away just to kill him.

“Qin Shi is too despicable!” Luo Zhaojun couldn’t continue watching, seeing how despicable Qin Shi was.

Everyone knew what kind of person Guo Zhong was. He bullied most students in the Imperial Academy, but no one dared say a word because Qin Shi was behind him. He was like a pest leeching off the students in the academy.

As the power of the Overlord Fist began to weaken, the vortex in front of Qin Shi absorbed the power of his punch. This was the first time Liu Wuxie had encountered this situation.

After all, there were various martial techniques in the world, and Liu Wuxie couldn't grasp all of them. There were martial techniques that countered each other.

Stripped of his Overlord Fist, Liu Wuxie found himself exposed to Qin Shi’s onslaught.

“Die!” Qin Shi bellowed, channeling all the energy he had absorbed from the Fist-Breaking Form into a formidable attack. It surged forward like a tidal wave, aimed directly at Liu Wuxie’s chest.

If Liu Wuxie had a little more time, he would have been able to resolve the profundity of the Fist-Breaking Form, but Qin Shi wasn’t about to grant him that opportunity.

Taking the impact head-on, Liu Wuxie was like a broken kite falling from the sky. This caused an uproar in the surroundings; even if they had predicted it, they were still surprised by this outcome.

However, everyone knew that Qin Shi’s victory wasn’t honorable. Even the students who condemned Liu Wuxie earlier were silent about how despicable Qin Shi was.

As Liu Wuxie plummeted towards the ground, Xu Lingxue rose to her feet, ready to intervene. She was prepared to step in the moment Liu Wuxie was defeated.

Liu Wuxie’s descent was rapid, and without some form of intervention, he would be smashed to death upon impact. Even if he survived the fall, he would be severely injured and at the mercy of Qin Shi.

As Liu Wuxie circulated his true essence, flames sprang up beneath his feet, cushioning his fall like a cloud and slowing his descent.

Qin Shi narrowed his eyes because he didn’t expect Liu Wuxie’s true essence to be so abundant after executing two powerful attacks.

The onlookers were also dumbfounded because if it were another person in the Spirit Cleansing Realm in Liu Wuxie’s position, they would’ve long exhausted their true essence.

Zhao Enzhu praised Liu Wuxie, “The Nine Stars Illumination is genuinely extraordinary. As long as you can resolve the issue of slow cultivation, the true essence will be ten times greater than that of ordinary people.”

Contrary to expectations, Liu Wuxie’s cultivation speed was even faster than that of ordinary people.

As Liu Wuxie continued to fall, he couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of blood due to the impact he had taken.

“Let me see how long you can carry on!” Qin Shi swung his sword and descended even faster than Liu Wuxie. In the blink of an eye, the sword aura he unleashed was above Liu Wuxie.

Damn it!

Liu Wuxie cursed inwardly. There was a vast difference between them that couldn’t be compensated with martial techniques alone. He executed Ghost Eye, managing to keep up with the trajectory of Qin Shi’s sword. But then, he suddenly wore a puzzled expression.

“What is he trying to do? Why did he stop here?” A star teacher exclaimed. Qin Shi’s sword was about to reach Liu Wuxie, and he would die if he didn’t dodge.

Speeding up his descent might have offered him a chance at survival, but his sudden halt seemed to only hasten his demise.

The crowd, including Fan Zhen, was at a loss, unable to decipher Liu Wuxie’s intentions. Their understanding of him was limited to the past three months.

As they watched in bewilderment, the Heretic Blade materialized in Liu Wuxie’s hand, with Qin Shi’s sword looming just five meters away.

“Break!” Liu Wuxie roared as he clashed with Qin Shi. He had identified several weaknesses in the Astral Sword Art, one of which was its reliance on offense as defense. This strategy would typically lure opponents into evading the attack, thereby falling into Qin Shi’s trap and facing a relentless onslaught of attacks.

However, Liu Wuxie, having discovered this flaw, was able to efficiently neutralize it, instantly dispelling the sword aura Qin Shi had unleashed.

Zhao Enzhu, rubbing his eyes in disbelief, muttered, “That works?” He was astounded at how Liu Wuxie had effortlessly identified and exploited the weakness in Qin Shi’s attack.

Qin Shi, on the other hand, was seething. Over the years, he had relied on this sword technique to secure victory in all his battles, never once tasting defeat. But today, the sword technique he took such pride in was effortlessly neutralized by a young brat. So, how could he not be furious?

He retracted his sword and changed his move, resorting to the most potent attack in the Astral Sword Art. He roared, “Astral Fall!”

The sky suddenly became dark, and countless meteors fell from it, causing cracks and craters to appear in the arena. But Qin Shi didn’t stop there. He increased his speed, not wanting to let Liu Wuxie catch his breath.

Meanwhile, Liu Wuxie was waiting for the right opportunity to use the Pentabolt Talisman.

As thunderclouds began to increase in the sky, Liu Wuxie wore a smile. Even if he used the Pentabolt Talisman now, no one would notice it due to the thunderclouds.

The speed of the falling meteors increased, making Liu Wuxie feel tremendous pressure. The meteors descended in patches, and there was no room for Liu Wuxie to dodge.

When several basin-sized meteors descended, Liu Wuxie was struck by them. The impact made him throw up a mouthful of blood, and Qin Shi’s trump card severely wounded him.

Liu Wuxie performed several somersaults and took a few steps back as he landed on the ground to stabilize himself. His blood had dyed his robe red.

On the other hand, Qin Shi landed on the ground firmly as he slowly walked toward Liu Wuxie. The turbulence in the sky had subsided, but the thunderclouds were still around.

Anyone could tell that Qin Shi held the upper hand in this fight, which made everyone nervous because there would finally be an outcome to this battle.

Liu Wuxie’s face was calm as he lowered the Heretic Blade. The fight had almost depleted his true essence, and he could no longer execute any powerful attacks.

As the gazes of tens of thousands fell upon Liu Wuxie, anxiety gripped Master Mao. This was a death match, and he was powerless to intervene. Fan Zhen also showed signs of worry, and even Prince Ruyang and his wife found themselves unable to remain seated, taken aback by the unexpected turn of events.

Qin Biyu, unable to bear the sight of Liu Wuxie’s impending doom, turned to her father and pleaded, “What should we do now? I can’t see him die like that!” Being members of the royal clan, they could intervene in the fight without facing any backlash.

“Wait a little longer!” Qin Tian couldn’t describe it, but something didn’t feel right. His gaze remained fixed on Liu Wuxie, who, despite the dire circumstances, wore a smile throughout the entire fight. He didn’t seem like a man on the brink of defeat.

Among everyone present, only the five major clans and the academy’s headmaster could save Liu Wuxie. The Xue Clan wished for Liu Wuxie’s death, and there was no way they would intervene.

When Qin Shi was seven steps away from Liu Wuxie, he wore a brutal smile. He said, “Liu Wuxie, I’ll kill you today and avenge my son!” he declared, finally admitting publicly that Guo Zhong was his son. He raised his sword, releasing a suffocating sword aura that enveloped Liu Wuxie, leaving him defenseless.

In response, Liu Wuxie pointed at the sky, his face contorted in anger. “You and your son have committed countless sins over the years, and heaven won’t forgive you even if you kill me.” This outburst baffled everyone. Liu Wuxie, who was usually calm even in the face of death, was now openly predicting Qin Shi’s heavenly retribution.

“Still spouting nonsense even when death is imminent. You can die now!” Qin Shi didn’t want to wait any longer, and his sword aura began to tear Liu Wuxie apart. It didn’t take long before Liu Wuxie was covered in his blood, and this was because Qin Shi wanted to torture him to death instead of giving him a straightforward death.

Xu Lingxue cried and turned to look at her master, but her master stopped her.

As Liu Wuxie’s wounds increased, Qin Shi laughed, “Liu Wuxie, you didn’t expect this day, did you?”

Qin Shi, feeling a sense of revenge, was at ease. To everyone present, Liu Wuxie’s death seemed inevitable. His true essence was depleted, and he was severely injured—death seemed to be the only outcome.

Qin Tian, on the other hand, was torn. He wanted to intervene several times, but something told him to wait.

Xiao Yanlong, with a sinister smile, was already planning his next move. Once Liu Wuxie was out of the picture, he intended to slowly torment Xu Lingxue until she succumbed to him.

Xue Yu burst into laughter as he looked at Xu Lingxue fearlessly.

At this moment, everyone had different expressions: excitement, indifference, disappointment, jealousy, and so on.

As Qin Shi’s sword aura continued its relentless descent, a grimace of agony twisted Liu Wuxie’s face. The more intense Liu Wuxie’s pain, the more Qin Shi’s face contorted in a perverse display of delight.

“Qin Shi, you want to kill me? You’ll have to ask if heaven agrees to it!” Liu Wuxie wore a devilish smile. Pointing to the sky with his right hand, Liu Wuxie yelled, “Oh, heaven, kill this old bastard for me!”

Thunderbolts began to gather in the sky.