Blind Spot
Chapter 315 - 294 Mou Suan 2

Chapter 315: 294 Mou Suan 2

"Hehehe...." Li Chongnan’s gaze turned icy.

"You will see...."

Boom!!

Instantly, Ying Chanru’s speed increased even further, transforming into a blur, like a violent storm, punching and pounding, moving at high speed around Li Chongnan.

Her speed was faster than before, completely suppressing Li Chongnan.

"What technique is this?" Li Chengyi frowned slightly from below the stage.

"It’s the fusion state of Nuclear Fission Palm," Yu Long answered gravely, his words laced with concern.

"This is a secret ultimate move of the Nuclear Fission Palm that is rarely used, a tactic that deals substantial damage to the enemy at the cost of also harming oneself. Once initiated, the speed of explosion will increase more and more rapidly, and the physical constitution will strengthen continuously until one is completely exhausted."

"Isn’t there a limit?" Zhuang Yijing asked worriedly.

"Theoretically, there isn’t. As long as one’s physical and mental endurance hold, this secret strike can endlessly excavate potential," Yu Long shook his head.

"What about the side effects? Such a powerful move can’t possibly have minor side effects," Li Chengyi said.

"...." Yu Long didn’t answer, just watching the stage.

The commentator’s voice started to explain at this moment, saying something similar to what Yu Long had said.

The audience around the arena fell silent, focusing intently, as if afraid of disturbing the two in combat.

Hiss!

At this point, Li Chongnan was completely unable to keep up with the speed, only able to let the Invisible Wisdom Sword carry out covering attacks by her side.

She could no longer even clearly see Ying Chanru’s position.

Completely unable to catch up, unable to capture the opponent’s figure.

"Come on, come on, come on!!" Ying Chanru shouted loudly, laughing wildly.

Continuously striking, she left palm print after palm print on Li Chongnan’s body.

She dared not linger too long, so her strikes were extremely fast, without buildup, and each palm strike did not inflict significant damage.

But even if the damage was minor, as they accumulated, the injuries to Li Chongnan grew more severe.

Ten seconds.

Twenty seconds.

Thirty seconds.

Li Chongnan’s outer clothing was shattered and fell off, revealing the tight tank top underneath.

By now, even the tank top was ripped, barely covering the essentials.

But she didn’t care in the least whether she was exposed.

Arms raised high to protect her head and face, she was waiting.

Waiting for an opportunity.

Suddenly, a fierce roar exploded.

"Nuclear Variant Hundred Fierce Palms!!!"

The attacks that were not heavy just a moment ago suddenly intensified, doubling in force.

A dense mass of palm shadows appeared in front of her like a huge net, enveloping her.

At that moment.

Flashes of questions Li Chongnan had asked her teacher during specialized training crossed her mind.

"Teacher, with only the Sword of Wisdom, how can I possibly defeat so many people on the stage? So many experts? What if I meet someone whose speed is too fast for me to even locate?"

"Why can many people who are far from the speed of sound still dodge bullets when a bullet travels at the speed of sound?" Instead of answering, Li Chengyi asked a question.

"Why?"

"It’s simple..." Li Chengyi answered gravely. "Because of certainty."

"Certainty?"

"Before the gunman fires, his choice of direction, the action of drawing the gun, possible judgments, all are uncertainties. You can’t be sure how strong or fast or accurate he is."

"But the moment he aims and pulls the trigger, no matter how much uncertainty there was before, at this moment, he is inevitably certain."

"With certainty, determine the future. You just need to avoid that certain future, and that’s enough."

Determine the future...

How do you determine the future!?

Attack where it’s inevitable, defend where it’s uncertain!

In an instant, Li Chongnan’s eyes brightened, and within three meters of her body, the Sword of Wisdom swirled like dragons, no longer chasing after Ying Chanru.

Instead, it dispersed, concentrating in front of her body at a few vital points.

In an instant, Ying Chanru’s numerous palm shadows merged into one, ultimately aiming for her left waist.

That’s right.

No matter how uncertain her Hundred Fierce Palms were, the moment the blow was struck, it was bound to be certain.

With certainty, determine the future!

Li Chongnan instantaneously understood the full meaning of those words.

Just as her left waist was about to be struck.

She suddenly spun her body, and from every vital point on her body, invisible dragons formed of Sword of Wisdom burst forth from within.

"Holy Spirit Hundred Dragons!!!!"

Hiss hiss hiss hiss!!!

Dense Sword Dragons sprang up from her, sweeping over everything within three meters.

Storm-like Swords of Wisdom fused into a hundred Sword Dragons, with a killing power far greater than before.

At such distance, it was impossible to evade, and Ying Chanru was struck in the chest by a Sword Dragon.

Her whole body was blasted back more than ten meters, half-kneeling on the ground.

"....you...." She was pale, opening her mouth as if wanting to say something, but with the fusion state interrupted, her body rapidly deteriorated.

The fusion state had to be a continuous process, once interrupted, the side effects would instantly explode.

At this moment, her chest was pierced by a Sword Dragon.

Wow!

Suddenly, she bowed her head and spewed a mouthful of blood onto the ground.

"It’s over," Li Chongnan was also battered, bruised all over her body.

She stepped towards the half-kneeling Ying Chanru.

Around them, there was complete silence.

Everyone was waiting for the final outcome.

"Can I concede?" Ying Chanru suddenly said.

"No," Li Chongnan replied coldly.

"Heh..." Ying Chanru let out a strange laugh. "I didn’t expect that I would be the one to misjudge."

"But...."

All of a sudden.

She leaped forward, like a catapulted toad, bursting towards Li Chongnan with even greater speed than before.

"Heaven and Earth Shatter!!"

This palm strike concentrated all her power, speed, and spirit at the moment—it was a strike thrown with the intention to sacrifice her life.

Ying Chanru had never held any thoughts of admitting defeat, from the very beginning until the end, she was intent on killing her opponent.

From her participation in the competition, almost all her opponents ended up dead.

And now...

Li Chongnan’s pupils reflected the rapidly approaching figure of his opponent.

’Holy Spirit Hundred Dragons.’

Hiss!!!

One after another, the Invisible Sword Dragons burst out from around him, piercing through the charging Ying Chanru’s torso, abdomen, and neck.

The victor was decided!

Wow!!!

The surrounding audience erupted in an uproar, cheering and screaming.

Everyone saw Ying Chanru’s body pinned in midair, her body bursting with large bowl-sized blood holes, and her eyes devoid of any light.

She was dead.

As the prospective leader of the Nuclear Fission Palm, she was beaten to death on the stage.

Just like what Li Chongnan had said at the beginning.

From now on, Nuclear Fission Palm would be without its leading masters, and with no one to follow the old sect leader, it was truly on the brink of extinction.

Below the stage.

Li Chengyi squinted, watching the final outcome.

The Sword Dragon, the Hundred Dragons – he had mastered these two moves.

They proved to be very effective.

He hadn’t expected that the little things he’d casually explained before would be transformed by Li Chongnan into his own unique Sword of Wisdom finishing moves.

This kid’s talent was indeed not bad.

While not as good as the first one he encountered, it was far from mediocre.

Not bad.

He gave his assessment.

Suddenly, his expression shifted slightly, sensing someone’s gaze, he turned his head towards the VIP area at the front right.

In the distant VIP area, a somewhat familiar girl in a white dress was looking his way.

The girl’s eyes were charming, as if always carrying a smile.

Zhao Xiaoli?

Li Chengyi remembered who she was.

That neurotic girl from the bar, drugged and saved by him.

He had once considered taking her as a disciple and bestowing upon her the position of Holy Infant, but regrettably she refused.

Also, not being the strongest meant she considered everything else trash?

That statement, he remembered it vividly.

Li Chengyi smiled faintly at the girl and withdrew his gaze, no longer paying attention to her.

At this moment on the stage, Li Chongnan had already stepped down and was quickly approaching.

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In the VIP seats.

Zhao Xianrou’s gaze was cold as she shifted it away from the direction of the Dragon Whisker Sect.

That man....

She remembered... the mysterious man from the bar who asked to take her on as a disciple.

"What’s that man’s name?" A curious cousin from the Zhao Family asked beside her.

"Li Chengyi," Zhao Xianrou answered, "the strongest contemporary disciple of the Dragon Whisker Sect, having far surpassed the founder, Yu Long."

"Why pay attention to him? Although the Dragon Whisker Sect made it to the finals, they don’t seem that impressive," the cousin wondered.

"Because... he previously wanted to take me as his disciple, but I refused," Zhao Xianrou said, lightly twirling her hair with her fingers.

"Dragon Whisker Sect is just a minor sect, not worthy of accepting you, isn’t that normal?"

"Yes... but some people fail to see their own limitations... they achieve a little bit of success and think they are above everyone else in the world," Zhao Xianrou stated flatly.

She paused, then turned to look at Li Chongnan again.

"But they don’t realize that trash is still trash; it doesn’t stop being trash just because it’s a little better..."

"But I’ve heard that this Li Chongnan was nothing but a weak, insignificant nobody not too long ago. Now, in such a short time, he’s reached the finals of the fierce fighting competition?" The cousin said, sounding amused.

"Rourou, that man was originally planning to take you on as his disciple, don’t you have any regrets?" She seemed to be speaking in a slightly mocking tone.

"That’s just an excuse, such strength requires at least five years to develop, and it’s not something that can be learned so quickly," Zhao Xianrou didn’t believe it and didn’t bother to argue.

"No regrets at all?"

"Why should I have any regrets?" Zhao Xianrou retorted, "I’m from the main branch of the Zhao Family, and even if I were to perfect my combat skills, what use would that be? Being a Feiyi Master is what truly counts."

"Fighting is just child’s play." She stood up, no longer interested in watching and prepared to leave.

"Since it’s just child’s play, then why did you join Yan Bagua Gate?" the cousin asked with a teasing smile.

"Did you know that I have reliable information that Li Chongnan really has practiced only for such a short period of time... and yet he has made it all the way to the finals. All of this could have been yours," she said, almost as if she was taking delight in her cousin’s misfortune, toying with a keychain.

"What exactly are you trying to say!?" Zhao Xianrou’s gaze turned cold as she fixated on her cousin.

"I’m just saying that our fathers and their generation already know about this. Do you think they might ask you to switch sects?"

"Hehe... with the elder brother present, there’s absolutely no suspense about the finals," Zhao Xianrou departed coldly.

The man from Dragon Whisker Sect did surprise her a bit, but that was as far as it went.

He did have some skills, but unfortunately, Zhao Xianrou only wanted the strongest sect.

As for switching sects?

Even if Dragon Whisker Sect begged her on their knees, such an eventuality was utterly impossible.