Starforce Warriors
Chapter 654: Godlike Spear Techniques

Chapter 654: Godlike Spear Techniques

Today was undoubtedly a day of humiliation for the Exploding Star Gang. No, to be precise, this entire charade had been a disgrace for the gang in Chongque City.

Demon-Breaking Hand Han Zhen had beaten them so badly that they couldn’t even lift their heads. Three Hall Masters had died, along with several enforcers. It was as if he had been trampling on their faces repeatedly.

Everyone had hoped that today’s duel would turn things around. Who could have expected it to become an even greater humiliation?

Now, as Li Xiaofei stepped forward, Huang Dinggou and the other core members were surprised at first, but what filled their hearts more was a sense of sorrow.

Has the Exploding Star Gang really fallen to the extent that a newcomer who had joined less than a month ago had to step up and fight a battle that was almost certain death?

“Impudent!” Nie Yuntao stood up angrily and shouted, “Li Qingchen, who gave you permission to step forward? Get down!”

Li Xiaofei acted as if he hadn’t heard as he continued to walk toward the arena with large, resolute steps. Nie Yuntao’s fury grew stronger. He raised his hand and flicked his finger.

Whoosh.

A gust of finger wind, sharp like an arrow, shot toward the back of Li Xiaofei’s knee. Li Xiaofei’s spear trembled slightly in his hand.

Clang!

The crisp sound of metal striking metal rang out as Li Xiaofei shattered the finger wind with a single flick of his spear.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he pointed his spear at Nie Yuntao from afar. He said, “I don’t care what schemes you’re playing or whether you’re using others to kill or not. You walk your own broad road, so don’t block my single-plank bridge. I’m here to avenge my brother—whoever stands in my way, I’ll kill them!”

Everyone was stunned as his murderous intent surged. No one had expected Li Qingchen to block that finger strike. However, his bold declaration was even more surprising.

Is this still the same weak, greedy, lecherous laughingstock of Chongque City?

Nie Yuntao’s expression twisted as killing intent flickered in his eyes. He shouted, “You brat! You dare defy a Hall Master? I’ll—”

Before he could finish his sentence, Li Xiaofei leaped into the air and landed heavily on the arena with a loud boom.

“Haha, Li Yiyun’s younger brother, is it?” Demon-Breaking Hand Han Zhen burst into laughter. “You’ve got some guts, I’ll give you that. But guts mean nothing in this world. Since you’re eager to die, I’ll grant your wish and send you to reunite with Li Yiyun in the underworld.”

Below the stage, Huang Dinggou was both shocked and anxious. He couldn’t help but shout, “Brother Chen, don’t be rash! You—ah! Get down, quick!”

But the arena’s wind barrier closed a moment later, and the fight was forcibly initiated. Until one side died, the barrier would not open.

Li Xiaofei’s spear trembled slightly in his hand. He stopped wasting words as his spear shot forward. Cold star-like glimmers burst from the tip, silent and chilling, piercing straight toward Han Zhen.

“Hmm?” Han Zhen was slightly surprised.

The spear strike possessed the power of an Asteroid level warrior. Moreover, it was a Six-Flower Thrust, an exceptionally refined technique. It was something only someone who had immersed themselves in spear arts for over sixty years could achieve.

But his surprise was fleeting. Han Zhen activated his cultivation technique, channeling the Dao of Force. He discerned the attack’s true trajectory with a single glance and shifted slightly to the side, evading the real spear point. He raised his fist and smashed it onto the spear shaft.

He used 70 percent of his strength in that punch. The terrifying force erupted like a flood. However, Han Zhen was shocked to find that his punch did not send Li Xiaofei’s spear flying like he had expected.

Instead, Li Xiaofei’s body spun like a top as he used the impact to rotate. The spear swept around in a 360-degree arc, slashing fiercely toward Han Zhen’s waist.

This strike combined both speed and power. The air visibly compressed like waves under the force of the sweeping spear. Han Zhen’s hands shimmered with a dark golden hue as he threw another punch at the spear.

Boom!

A shockwave erupted as titanic strength surged in the collision. The strange vibration transmitted through the spear made Han Zhen’s palm go slightly numb.

Han Zhen no longer dared to underestimate his opponent. His wealth of battle experience made him instantly realize that this pale, slightly chubby young man who had suddenly stepped onto the arena was no ordinary opponent. At the same time, his instincts made him glance toward the Exploding Star Gang’s seating area below the stage.

The spectators below the arena were stunned to see that Li Xiaofei had withstood two exchanges without dying. It suddenly felt as though things were not quite unfolding as they had expected.

Li Xiaofei activated the Dao of Force within his dantian. His spear techniques surged like a dragon as he relentlessly pressed the attack against Han Zhen.

Their first two clashes had allowed him to form a clear understanding of Han Zhen’s strength. It was inferior to his own.

With that realization, he completely let loose. His spear spun and thrust forward, like a vicious python, a venomous dragon, a cascade of cold stars, and a cracking whip. He displayed various spear techniques from the martial arts world he had once dominated.

Toward the end, he even began to perform the spear techniques he had seen in the Exploding Star Gang’s arsenal. Blazing Fire Spear Technique. Wind and Thunder Spear Technique. Star-Piercing Wind Spear Technique.

Though he had only grasped the forms of these techniques, his monstrous strength amplified every movement. Each strike was both swift and heavy, carrying devastating power.

For a moment, Han Zhen was completely suppressed and forced onto the defensive without a chance to counterattack. This scene instantly ignited the passion in the hearts of the Exploding Star Gang disciples.

“Brother Chen, go!”

“Kill him! Kill him!”

“Victory! Victory! Victory!”

Their cheers erupted throughout the arena. The two Guardians, as well as Red Shield Hall Master Nie Yuntao, all wore expressions of shock.

That useless laughingstock Li Qingchen—how did he suddenly gain such terrifying combat strength?

Hall Master Luo Fawei of the Law Hall was even more visibly moved. He had taken a liking to Li Qingchen. After all, it was Li Qingchen’s bold intervention that had saved him from stepping onto the arena and facing certain death.

Vaguely sensing that something more was at play, Luo Fawei felt a heavy weight in his chest. He silently rooted for Li Qingchen, hoping that this young man could at least leave the arena alive.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Explosions echoed continuously across the arena. Li Xiaofei’s spearwork was godlike. He was like a black whirlwind that completely suppressed Demon-Breaking Hand Han Zhen.

His spear swings were broad and powerful, each strike as heavy as a mountain. Every thrust stirred the air into crashing waves. This raw, violent fighting style was exactly what stirred the blood of gang members, driving their excitement to its peak.

“You’ve had enough, brat!” shouted Han Zhen, finally erupting in rage.

He had slain several of the Exploding Star Gang’s experts in succession and was at the height of his fame. How could he allow himself to be suppressed by some unknown nobody?

Dark golden radiance surged across his entire body. His hands gleamed with gold as it started to pulse with a strange force. Faint traces of blood-red energy twisted within the light. Demon-Breaking Hand! This was the prelude to unleashing his ultimate martial art, his life’s proudest technique.

Li Xiaofei had been waiting for this very moment.

Realm of Eternal Samsara!

He activated his trump card in an instant. In the blink of an eye, both figures vanished from the arena. Only two faint cyan-blue light points flickered in place, barely visible to the naked eye.

What’s happening?

The audience’s eyes widened in shock.

***

“What’s going on?” Han Zhen felt his vision blur. He then found himself in a strange, cyan-blue realm. Deathly stillness filled the air, giving the eerie impression of stepping into the underworld.

He sensed his strength being suppressed. Even the power of his laws was being weakened. Opposite him, Li Xiaofei approached, dragging his spear behind him.

Realm of Eternal Samsara could suppress an opponent’s strength while transferring their attribute enhancements to the caster. As one weakened, the other grew stronger.

Li Xiaofei had seized an overwhelming advantage. He didn’t hesitate as he thrust his spear forward, using the Zhao Clan Spear Technique, Triple Overlapping Strike.

The first strike. Han Zhen hastily raised his arms to block. The force from the spear jolted his guard, shattering his defensive stance.

Second strike! The second spear thrust was even faster and pierced through Han Zhen’s arm. Han Zhen roared in fury, raising his Demon-Breaking Hand for a counterattack.

But before he could complete the move, Li Xiaofei’s third spear had already pierced his chest, straight through his heart.

How is this spear so fast?!

Han Zhen’s heart was filled with shock and terror. Each of the three strikes had been faster than the last. Each had been more powerful than the last.

What kind of spear technique is this?!

Summoning his remaining strength, Han Zhen executed his Windcloud Steps, rapidly retreating twenty meters in an attempt to escape the battlefield and recover.

But Li Xiaofei thrust his spear again. He used Zhao Clan Spear Technique, Windflash Lightning Thrust. This spear, which by all logic should have only reached three meters ahead, seemed to extend impossibly across thirty meters until it pierced straight through Han Zhen’s forehead.

“This... impossible...”

Han Zhen’s eyes widened in disbelief as his breath faded. That final spear seemed like it had torn through space itself, ignoring distance to strike him down.

"You... what spear technique is this?" Han Zhen asked unwillingly, his voice weak and trembling.

His body tilted backward as he fell heavily to the ground. He was dead. Li Xiaofei stood with his spear in hand, a sense of exhilaration surging through his chest.

He had been right. The ancient Zhao Clan Spear Technique had gone far beyond his expectations in actual combat. He had stumbled upon a true treasure.