The ground beneath his feet was cracking with a "snap," barely able to support him!
Despite the difficulty in blocking, the crew-cut man didn’t feel the sensation of being crushed completely.
At most, his shoulder was stinging, his organs churning, and his muscles crazily twitching.
Under the nourishment of Life Force, they tore and healed.
The crew-cut man’s temples throbbed violently, dense veins pulsing as if they were going to explode.
"Now it’s my turn..."
He grinned again, his shark-like sharp teeth exuding a menacing aura.
The trump card of the Heavenly God’s True Intent!
It was to counterattack after parrying the onslaught!
Mountain Shattering Strike!
The former used sticky force to trap the opponent’s arm, quickly closing in to strike their armpit with a shoulder and then a fierce palm heel to the jaw!
The latter targeted the legs, hooking the opponent’s knee with a lower leg to unbalance them, followed by a swift turn to elbow the back of their neck!
The seamless flow of these two moves would allow him to regain the advantage, forcing Qin Shi into a passive position!
"Did you think it was over?"
Qin Shi’s Spiritual Power expanded, sending ripples of Heart Intent and a cold whisper.
Immediately, the crew-cut man’s expression changed drastically, fear flooding his eyes.
The fist that had been parried suddenly pressed downward again.
Layer upon layer of tidal wave-like power condensed at one point, all erupting!
Like a hundred-ton King charging madly, it directly collided with the crew-cut man, producing a crisp breaking sound in his arms.
The next moment, he was sent flying like a ragdoll, the scenery on both sides blurring into residual shadows.
"So strong! Is this really Amateur Level?"
The crew-cut man couldn’t believe it; he cultivated in the Heavenly God’s True Stream, worshiping the "Mighty God" since childhood.
He always adopted the brute force technique of overwhelming his opponents with power!
And now he was defeated by an Amateur Level high school student!
The crew-cut man, his arms dangling, was about to shout for his boss to quickly act and restrain Qin Shi.
Suddenly, a shadow like moving dark clouds covered his face!
Qin Shi, moving at an even faster speed, caught up with the airborne crew-cut man.
Five fingers tightly clenched his face.
"So weak. Can such a thing dare call itself a ’god’? Your Izumo gods are truly pitifully weak!"
Qin Shi’s own spirit shook, violently hurdling into the crew-cut man’s mind, then his palm retracted, pressing hard!
Like the resounding thunder of a vacuum pipe’s transportation line, it rang out, as if bombarded, thick walls cracked with spiderweb-like patterns and fine fissures spread fiercely,
The crew-cut man felt like a rag, rapidly rubbing along the pipeline wall, his black veins and ashen-white skin scraped to a bloody mess, nearly sparking flames.
In the throes of agony, the crew-cut man called upon the "Mighty God" dwelling within him, hoping the worshiped "god" could save him.
"I told you, your Izumo gods are too weak."
Qin Shi’s Divine Residence Inner World fused with his Mortal Body, his Sea of Consciousness emitted waves, as if a steel blade slicing, slicing through the crew-cut man’s body, annihilating that full thought contaminated by heavy wish power!
This attack was far deadlier than the injuries his Mortal Body had suffered.
The crew-cut man felt like a heavy hammer had struck the back of his head, his eyes suddenly losing focus, turning empty and lifeless.
The body that was trying to struggle instantly slumped down, like a spine-extracted creature.
Qin Shi grabbed the crew-cut man’s head and slammed it against the wall of the pipeline.
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A large stream of muddy red-white fluid spurted out like an overturned ink bottle!
Qin Shi slowly stood up, extinguishing the "god" that the crew-cut man’s heart had worshiped.
The achievement in [Steel of the Heart] improved, enhancing his own Spiritual Power.
Before Qin Shi could catch his breath, a nameless dread enveloped his heart.
In the Perception Domain of the [Life Magnetic Field], an ominous and fearsome entity suddenly emerged, as if covered in black scales, like a poison dragon!
Hundreds of meters long, coiling and hidden in the clouds, a pair of golden, cold vertical pupils locked onto Qin Shi, spewing chilling murderous intent!
"Interesting! Heart Stance, is it?"
Qin Shi’s pores involuntarily tightened, then a nameless excitement surged.
Aside from the Living Stream and the Heavenly God’s True Stream, there was another person from Izumo following the path of the Old Martial Sect!
"Just who is so considerate, delivering sparring partners to my liking!"
Qin Shi closed his eyes, knowing that Heart Stance was a fusion of the "god" and "intent" along the Martial Arts Path, powerful moves resulting from deep cultivation.
The Old Martial Sect honed their techniques day in and day out, year after year, until perfected, then captured the essence of nature to evolve a Heart Stance aligned with themselves!
"Reverse Kill Stream!"
A hook-nosed man with a menacing face approached Qin Shi, every step like an iron hammer striking a drum, raising a majestic beat that shook the soul.
His Life Force constantly surged, releasing a large mist of blood that floated behind him, transforming into the poison dragon Qin Shi perceived, hundreds of meters long.
Although there are many sects in Izumo, the true mainstream ones are none other than "Ancient Martial Arts" and "Divine Path Martial Arts."
These two branches have the most disciples and are the most widespread.
But there is another unknown branch below them.
Called "Assassination Stream Martial Arts"!
The hook-nosed man was from the "Reverse Kill Stream," an elite among assassins.
The core tenet of this stream is "reverse its edge, eat its strength; sever its continuity, seize its heart."
They treat every target as "prey" to be consumed.
After killing them, they randomly select an organ to accompany their heart’s blood and consume it.
This ritual is called "Strength Eating, Heart Seizing"!
"Accept the end of death."
The hook-nosed man’s eyes were merciless, like the twisting blood mist behind him, which had transformed into the poison dragon.