76: Chapter 76 I never miss a shot—

As soon as these words were spoken, the guards of District 665 burst into a roar of laughter.

"A Stage 9 fighting a Stage 8, isn't that as simple as crushing an ant?"

"This kid is probably going to be split in two before he can even take one of Captain Zhang's strikes!"

Hearing the mockery from the other side, Chen Pingan and the others behind Qin Feng were gnashing their teeth in anger, but in Lin Yuxi's eyes, a complex mix of nervousness and anticipation flickered.

"Is that so?"

Yang Liu was not only not angry, but instead, a charming smile curled at the corners of her mouth.

She laughed and said, "Since Manager Zhang thinks you are guaranteed to win, isn't it boring to just kill someone?"

"How about we all place a wager?"

"Oh? How does Madam Yang want to bet?" Manager Zhang raised an eyebrow.

Yang Liu parted her red lips slightly and uttered a number that instantly silenced the entire scene: "Let's bet... 30,000 servant coins!"

Hiss—!

The entire venue immediately erupted with the sound of gasping.

30,000 servant coins!

This was a massive fortune that would drive any low-level Menial Laborer crazy.

Was Yang Liu actually taking such a huge sum of money to bet on a newcomer at Mortal Stage 8 to win?!

Was she crazy?!

Manager Zhang's expression also changed abruptly. 30,000 servant coins—even for him, if he had to cough that up, it would hurt him deeply.

But when he turned his head to look at Zhang Zhongjiu beside him, whose blood energy was like an abyss and who had long since reached the Peak of Stage 9, the greed in his heart instantly overcame his concerns.

A guaranteed win, why not bet?!

"Fine! Since Madam Yang wants to give away money, then I will gladly accept it."

Manager Zhang waved his hand, "Zhongjiu, get on the stage. Go and learn about Qin Feng's 'high-level techniques'!"

"Yes, Manager!"

Zhang Zhongjiu gave a sinister laugh and stomped his foot hard.

"Bang!"

The hard bluestone slab was instantly crushed, and his body, weighing over two hundred jin, was like a violent rhinoceros as he leaped directly onto the Life-and-Death Arena, carrying a heavy broadsword forged from tempered steel.

"Kid, you've got some guts."

Zhang Zhongjiu shouldered his broadsword, his face full of disdain and cruelty, and said, "When that trash Captain Luo Kun was chopped into meat paste by me, he couldn't even scream! Today, I guarantee I'll make you die even uglier than him!"

Hearing this provocation, Lin Yuxi below the stage clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deep into her flesh, and her eyes instantly turned red.

"You talk too much."

Qin Feng twisted his neck, producing a crisp cracking sound from his bones, "Are you giving your last words?!"

"Arrogant bastard, I'll smash you to pieces with one punch."

Zhang Zhongjiu was furious and directly stabbed his broadsword into the arena beside him.

"Boom!"

The violent True Qi of a Peak Stage 9 erupted like a volcano. Zhang Zhongjiu clenched his right fist, and with a terrifying sonic boom that tore through the air, he smashed down like a heavy cannon!

With this punch, he intended to directly cripple the kid's ability to resist.

Facing such an overwhelming strike, Chen Pingan and the others below the stage couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.

However, in Qin Feng's deep black eyes, there was not a hint of fear.

He turned his hand into a fist and, relying purely on the strength of his Physical Body, met Zhang Zhongjiu's fist with a punch of his own!

"Bang!!!"

The two fists collided solidly in mid-air!

A dull thud, like a great bell tolling, echoed across the entire Martial Arts Arena!

A visible shockwave centered on the two of them swept crazily in all directions, causing the flags at the edge of the arena to flap violently!

"Thud! Thud! Thud!"

A huge recoil force came, and Qin Feng's body suddenly retreated three large steps, leaving a deep footprint on the bluestone slab with every step.

In contrast, Zhang Zhongjiu only swayed his shoulders slightly and did not retreat even half a step.

"Hahaha! I thought you had some real ability, turns out you only have this much strength!"

Zhang Zhongjiu laughed wildly, his eyes full of contempt.

The people from District 665 below the stage also cheered, and Manager Zhang looked at Yang Liu triumphantly.

However, no one noticed that Qin Feng, who had been pushed back, was currently looking down at his own uninjured fist, a cold smile slowly curling at the corners of his mouth.

"So that's how it is..." Qin Feng thought to himself.

That punch just now was just to test him.

He wanted to see, with his initially awakened Heavenly Tyrant Body, how much damage he could withstand from a Peak Stage 9 using only his Physical Body without channeling True Qi.

The result satisfied him greatly. Although he was suppressed and pushed back by True Qi in terms of raw power, his bones and muscles did not suffer even the slightest bit of damage.

This meant that as long as he went all out, a Peak Stage 9 was simply a joke in front of him.

"Warm-up over."

Qin Feng slowly raised his head. There was no more testing in his eyes; instead, it was replaced by a coldness that regarded all things in heaven and earth as mere straw dogs.

"Playing tricks! I'll send you to the afterlife right now!"

Zhang Zhongjiu felt he was being looked down upon and fell into a complete rage.

He yanked out the heavy broadsword stuck in the arena beside him.

"Hum—!"

Infused with Stage 9 True Qi, the broadsword emitted a piercing blade cry!

"Whirlwind Slash!!!"

Zhang Zhongjiu roared, unleashing his signature move. In an instant, his entire body turned into a deadly tornado!

The airtight blade light was like a meat grinder, carrying an overwhelming momentum as it crazily shredded everything in its path.

Saber Qi crisscrossed, and the bluestone slabs on the arena were instantly cut into countless deep gullies, with crushed stones flying everywhere!

"What a terrifying Martial Skill."

"That kid is doomed now!"

Just at the critical moment when everyone thought Qin Feng was about to be torn to pieces by the blade storm!

Clear Wind Shadow was suddenly unleashed, and Qin Feng's figure moved through the airtight blade net as if strolling in a courtyard. With every step he took, he narrowly avoided the deadly blade edge.

In just two breaths of time, Qin Feng, like a ghost, directly retreated three zhang away from Zhang Zhongjiu's violent onslaught.

"What?!"

Zhang Zhongjiu's blade net missed, and his pupils shrank violently.

He just wanted to retract his blade, change moves, and pounce again!

But it was already too late...

Qin Feng stood three zhang away, his right wrist flicking violently at an incredible angle!

"Inch Radiance!"

"Whoosh—!!!!"

The pitch-black steel flying dagger directly broke the sound barrier, emitting a shrill explosion that made people's eardrums ache!

Across the entire arena, it was as if a black lightning bolt tearing through the air had flashed by.

"Not good!"

Manager Zhang's expression below the stage changed drastically; he didn't even have time to call out a warning!

Zhang Zhongjiu on the stage felt a breath of death capable of destroying him, and his heart was shattered!

Between life and death, he could only rely on his years of combat instinct to hold his heavy broadsword, forged from tempered steel, tightly across his throat.

"Clang!!!"

A deafening sound of metal clashing rang through the sky!

Sparks flew everywhere, but a scene that made everyone's scalp tingle and even doubt their lives appeared!

The flying dagger, which looked as thin as a cicada's wing, did not bounce off the moment it hit the heavy broadsword!

"Pfft!"

Accompanied by a teeth-grinding sound of metal tearing.

The flying dagger, as if cutting through tofu, forcefully pierced through that broadsword that was a full half-inch thick!

The flying dagger, its momentum undiminished, carried a cold glint of death and plunged straight into Zhang Zhongjiu's throat.

"Urgh..."

Zhang Zhongjiu's violent body instantly froze in place.

He stared wide-eyed, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets.

He wanted to speak, but from his throat, only blood gushed out frantically like a fountain from the gap of the dagger handle, making a hair-raising "gurgle" sound.

"Clang..."

The heavy broadsword that had been pierced through fell heavily onto the arena.

Zhang Zhongjiu's burly body swayed twice, then with a "thud," he knelt heavily in front of Qin Feng, his life completely extinguished.

Silence!

A deathly silence!

The entire Martial Arts Arena, whether it was the people from District 665 or District 666, all had their mouths wide open, stunned like wooden chickens.

One-hit kill?!

Piercing through a steel broadsword in one move, a one-hit kill on the Peak Stage 9 Zhang Zhongjiu?!

Is this kid a Stage 8, or a monster!!!

Under the gaze of the deathly silent crowd, Qin Feng's expression was indifferent as he walked with steady steps, step by step, to the corpse.

He stretched out his slender fingers and gripped the handle of the flying dagger protruding from the throat.

"Sshh—"

Accompanied by a spray of blood beads, Qin Feng slowly pulled out the flying dagger, casually wiped the blood on Zhang Zhongjiu's clothes, and laughed lightly, "Do you understand what it means to, never miss?!"