How Do We Play If This Boss Isn't Nerfed?-Chapter 64 - 62: Dull and Tasteless
As the referee at the edge of the ring brought his arm down with a sharp swing.
"Begin!"
The instant the word left the referee’s lips, a visible shockwave erupted from beneath Jiang Feng’s feet!
He shot forward like a cannonball, his body a black streak cutting a straight line through the air as he charged Lin Ye!
Right from the start, Jiang Feng didn’t have the cat-and-mouse patience he’d shown against Liao Donglai.
He now craved the sight of more blood!
He immediately went all out!
The tip of the Black Scale Dragon Tooth Spear in his hand aimed directly for Lin Ye’s heart!
The thrust was so fast that over ninety percent of the students in the audience couldn’t track its trajectory with their naked eyes.
All they saw was Jiang Feng’s figure vanish. A moment later, the sound of his spear slicing through the air finally reached them.
From Lin Ye’s perspective, however...
A line of blood-red data floated clearly above the head of his opponent—the top student who had dominated Dongjiang First Middle School for two years.
[Level 11]
Jiang Feng’s explosive initial burst of speed, along with the power and skill behind his thrust, far surpassed any opponent Lin Ye had faced before.
But he, too, was no longer the same person he once was.
Lin Ye slightly lowered the alloy staff in his hand and flicked his wrist.
CLANG!! 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
An incredibly sharp clang of metal on metal suddenly rang in everyone’s ears!
Sparks flew everywhere!
With incomparable precision, the ordinary alloy staff in Lin Ye’s hand had blocked the blow!
A tremendous force traveled down the staff, making Lin Ye’s hand go slightly numb.
Jiang Feng’s pupils contracted slightly.
He hadn’t expected his decisive thrust—one powerful enough to pierce a steel plate in an instant—to be blocked so effortlessly.
And his opponent hadn’t even taken a single step back!
"How interesting."
The morbid smile on Jiang Feng’s face widened.
When the thrust failed, he flipped his wrist. The spear moved like a dragon, instantly shifting from a thrust to a sweep!
The black blur of the spear kicked up a howling wind as it swept toward Lin Ye’s midsection!
Lin Ye tapped his toes on the ground and floated back half a meter, perfectly evading the sweep.
Immediately after, Jiang Feng’s assault became a relentless, violent storm!
In his hands, the five basic forms of spear arts evolved into a thousand different variations.
Every thrust was lightning-fast, striking from treacherous angles and aiming for the vital points all over Lin Ye’s body.
For a moment, the entire ring was a blur of black spear-shadows and the piercing whistle of displaced air.
And Lin Ye was like a lone skiff tossed on a raging sea.
He moved within inches, each dodge a hair’s breadth from failure, the spear tip grazing the hem of his clothes.
And for any attacks he couldn’t dodge, Lin Ye perfectly blocked them with his staff.
’Lin Ye was also learning the spear, so he could naturally handle Jiang Feng’s attacks with ease.’
’After all those days of extreme training with Chen Meng... compared to my teacher...’
’...what was this Jiang Feng before me, really?’
Below the stage, everyone watched with bated breath, their hearts in their throats!
"So... so strong! Jiang Feng might be a psycho, but every time I see him use that spear, it’s just so fast and deadly!"
"That Lin Ye... can actually keep up?!"
"Oh my god, he’s actually going toe-to-toe with Jiang Feng!"
"Doesn’t this mean, in terms of pure combat ability, he’s actually caught up to Jiang Feng?!"
Qi and Blood levels and punching power were, after all, just numbers.
Stats on paper were just that—stats on paper.
True combat was the only real measure of a person’s strength.
Everyone was utterly stunned by the scene before them, a battle worthy of gods.
Chen Meng still had his arms crossed, a slight smile on his lips.
He could tell.
Jiang Feng was truly going all out, wanting to crush Lin Ye in the shortest time possible with the most ferocious assault.
And Lin Ye...
’That kid... he isn’t even using his full strength or speed!’
’He’s still testing him!’
’Lin Ye, are you maybe a little disappointed?’
Back on the ring, after dozens of exchanges, Lin Ye had formed a complete assessment of Jiang Feng’s abilities.
’His strength and speed are both at the peak of Level 11, very balanced.’
’His spear arts are also extremely polished. It’s clear he’s worked hard.’
’Just as I guessed. He’s a well-rounded Martial Artist with no obvious weaknesses.’
"Hahahaha! Not bad! Really not bad!"
Jiang Feng cackled madly as he continued his frenzied assault.
His eyes were bloodshot, his expression one of extreme excitement.
"Your parries, your reflexes... they’re exactly to my liking!"
"Just like that! Struggle a bit more!!"
"Don’t you dare lose so quickly!"
His spear suddenly accelerated, its tip splitting into three cold glints that simultaneously targeted Lin Ye’s heart, throat, and the point between his eyes!
However, facing this fatal blow, a trace of disappointment showed in Lin Ye’s eyes.
And even a hint of boredom.
’There was a time when the title of "school’s number one" was an unreachable peak in his mind.’
’He had thought there was still a huge gap between him and the top spot.’
’But now, truly standing before him, Lin Ye finally realized...’
’...the gap was long gone.’
’No.’
’To be precise, he had already surpassed that former peak. He now stood on higher ground, looking down on his opponent.’
’Is this all the number one has to offer?’
’He’s nothing special.’
Lin Ye was done testing the waters.
The mechanism he had kept deactivated was now turned on.
[Crush]!
BOOM!
An invisible aura erupted from Lin Ye!
Lin Ye’s speed instantly soared to an entirely new level!
He didn’t even try to block the three spear-shadows with his alloy staff.
In a flicker, he forced his way through the gaps between them!
His staff, trailing a terrifying force that seemed to warp the very air, came crashing down on Jiang Feng’s right shoulder!
In the audience, almost no one could see the trajectory of his strike!
Only the few combat instructors at the side of the ring—all formal Martial Artists—could track the incredibly tyrannical strike with their superhuman dynamic vision.
No technique!
No flair!
Only the purest, most direct, most savage power and speed!
BAM—!!!
A sickening thud, so heavy it made everyone’s chest tighten, echoed through the arena!
That was the sound of flesh and bone being shattered by immense force!
"Ugh!"
Jiang Feng let out a pained grunt. The terrifying force of the blow sent him staggering, flying sideways!
His seemingly flawless offense crumbled in an instant.
Jiang Feng recovered quickly, twisting in mid-air and planting the butt of his spear on the ground to stabilize himself.
But the arrogant, morbid smile on his face was now completely frozen.
Intense pain shot from his right shoulder, and his entire arm went numb.
He could clearly feel it: his shoulder blade was cracked.
Jiang Feng snapped his head up, his eyes locked on Lin Ye.
The opponent before him seemed like a completely different person.
