My Monster-Derived Skills Are the True Power
Chapter 32: Strike My Teammates

Murong Kaixin quietly observed as Li Ye’s team adjusted their lineup, refraining from initiating an attack. He had his pride.

In the stands, spectators who had been about to leave returned to their seats.

Who cared about Grandmasters or not? If there was drama to watch, why miss out—especially since it didn’t cost extra?

Murong Kaixin?

The heads of the Qingcheng Sect, the Third Elder of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and others who recognized him froze in shock.

They had only recently formed their clubs and were still exploring the benefits of the Demonic Energy trial package. Without any formal alliance with Li Ye, they weren’t about to jump into this fight against a Grandmaster.

If Li Ye got himself killed, how could they face Murong Kaixin later?

...

“Ready?”

Murong Kaixin’s tone was calm. The more prepared Li Ye appeared, the more confident Murong Kaixin felt.

Seeing their miraculous regenerative abilities, he acknowledged that Li Ye was indeed extraordinary, possibly even from a higher civilization.

But his deep-seated pride wouldn’t allow him to bow his head. Unlike Gongsun Jie, he couldn’t degrade himself by playing to the crowd for amusement.

If there truly was a path to immortality, he’d carve his own way.

Deep down, Murong Kaixin sensed that defeating this so-called celestial or demon would grant him the breakthrough needed to transcend his current Grandmaster realm.

Beyond the Grandmaster level, perhaps lay the immortal path.

“We’re ready!”

Li Ye glanced around at his team, nodding. Anyone weaker than Innate Level had been replaced by Xuanguang Sect members. This was the strongest team he could assemble.

“Please,” Murong Kaixin gestured politely.

Li Ye motioned to his teammates, and Gongsun Jie and the others quickly dispersed, surrounding Murong Kaixin.

This wasn’t a battle between two teams; a circular formation was the most effective tactic against a single opponent.

Their Spiritual Energy surged only when in contact with the ball, so ensuring they didn’t lose possession was crucial.

...

Boom!

Li Ye launched the ball with all his strength, pouring his Inner Power and Demonic Energy into the kick.

The moment the ball took flight, it was like a hurricane swept across the field, flattening stray grass in its wake.

Though spherical, the ball deformed under the impact, becoming an oval-shaped missile that shot toward Murong Kaixin.

Initially skimming low along the ground, the ball abruptly veered upward as it neared Murong Kaixin, targeting his lower abdomen.

Bang!

Just as the ball was about to strike him, Murong Kaixin’s right hand suddenly appeared in its path, firmly catching it.

Like Gongsun Jie before him, Murong Kaixin had made a rookie mistake, unaware of soccer’s rules. Relying on his agility, he caught the ball with his hand.

The penalty was immediate.

Murong Kaixin froze in place, his imposing Grandmaster aura vanishing in an instant, leaving him dumbfounded.

This was it.

Li Ye had been waiting for this moment.

Take him down while he’s down!

In a flash, Li Ye closed the distance and aimed a powerful kick at the ball in Murong Kaixin’s hands.

Though seemingly targeting the ball, his foot was directed toward Murong Kaixin’s most sensitive spot.

If this kick landed, Grandmaster or not, he’d be out of commission, forced into seclusion to nurse his wounds...

At the same time—

Gongsun Jie came charging in from behind, aiming a vicious kick at Murong Kaixin’s rear.

Fan Jie and Liu Guangsheng attacked from the sides, sliding toward Murong Kaixin’s legs.

In Gongsun Jie’s hand, a long sword gleamed, its tip aimed at the weak spot on Murong Kaixin’s lower back.

During official matches, Li Ye had banned weapons for entertainment value. But this wasn’t an official match, and these martial experts had brought their weapons back into play.

After days of training, their dirty soccer moves had become second nature, enhanced further by Demonic Energy’s boosts to speed and strength.

In just one round, Murong Kaixin found himself in a life-or-death crisis.

In the stands, the old martial experts who recognized Murong Kaixin widened their eyes in disbelief, staring intently at the field.

Boom!

Li Ye was the fastest.

In Murong Kaixin’s horrified gaze, Li Ye’s foot struck a soft, squishy object.

Simultaneously, the ball flew out of Murong Kaixin’s hands.

“Argh!”

A short, guttural scream escaped Murong Kaixin’s throat.

The moment the ball left his hands, his suppressed Inner Power returned.

Clenching his teeth against the pain, he vanished from sight.

Gongsun Jie’s kick missed, sending him stumbling forward over ten meters.

Fan Jie and Liu Guangsheng collided head-on, their legs slamming into each other.

Crack! Crack!

Two sickening sounds echoed as Liu Guangsheng’s left leg and Fan Jie’s right leg bent at unnatural angles, bone fragments jutting out.

“Ah!”

Two screams followed as they clutched their legs in agony.

In one exchange, the Fun Seekers Club lost two players, and Murong Kaixin suffered a devastating blow.

When masters clash, it’s life or death.

Li Ye ignored the injured players and, with the ball underfoot, turned his gaze back to Murong Kaixin.

Murong Kaixin’s face was flushed red.

Though maintaining the demeanor of a Grandmaster, his tightly pressed legs and trembling hands betrayed his discomfort.

“Shameless... You’re all going to die.”

Murong Kaixin spat the words through gritted teeth. His long hair fluttered despite the absence of wind, and his entire being radiated the aura of a wrathful demon god.

He was on the verge of losing control.

His duel with Li Ye was meant to break through his limits. Yet, in a single exchange, he’d been broken instead, no longer even a complete man. His protective martial arts had failed entirely.

Unbelievable.

Immortal? They were nothing but demons!

Burned by the close-quarters combat, Murong Kaixin resolved to keep his distance. He swung his fist, launching a transparent imprint that grew larger as it flew, hurtling toward Li Ye.

What the f**?!*

Special effects?

This was like something straight out of a martial arts fantasy!

Li Ye’s pupils shrank. Without time to think, he flicked his foot, sending the ball to intercept the strike.

Boom!

A muffled explosion rang out as the imprint dispersed. The shockwave forced Li Ye two steps back, while the ball was sent flying.

“Heh, let’s see how many punches you can block.”

Murong Kaixin sneered and swung again.

This time, without the ball, Li Ye tried to dodge but couldn’t escape.

Bang!

The imprint struck his shoulder.

Crack! Pain erupted as Li Ye felt his shoulder go numb, no longer his own.

“Damn it, this guy’s insane! Striking from thirty meters away—who can handle that?!”

“Pathetic,” Murong Kaixin scoffed, raising his fist for another attack.

Just then, a voice called out, “Li Ye, catch!”

Li Ye, with his unparalleled field vision, had already spotted the ball flying toward him. In one swift move, he executed a bicycle kick, smashing the ball into the incoming imprint.

Boom!

The ball shattered the strike, while the Team Badge released Demonic Energy to heal his wounds.

Murong Kaixin launched another punch, but the ball, returned by another teammate, once again helped Li Ye deflect the attack.

After several repetitions, Murong Kaixin finally realized the truth:

“So, the key lies in that ball. If that’s the case, I’ll just destroy your teammates. Let’s see how you manage then!”

He swung again, this time targeting Elder Li Qiang of Xuanguang Sect.

Boom!

The elder was struck, his torso obliterated, leaving him lifeless on the ground.

“Elder Li!” Gongsun Jie cried out in alarm.

At that moment, the ball returned to Li Ye, but Murong Kaixin ignored him, aiming a punch at Gongsun Jie instead.

Seeing that Gongsun Jie was about to die, Li Ye acted without hesitation. He kicked Gongsun Jie, sending him flying out of harm’s way just in time.

As he kicked Gongsun Jie, an immense surge of Demonic Energy flooded into Li Ye, instantly healing his injuries.

And in his mind, a new Derived Skill appeared:

Strike My Teammates

Inflict pain on your teammates, and your attributes will multiply. Your teammates’ combat power will also double.