Chapter 71 - 62: Great Success in Spearmanship

Chapter 71: Chapter 62: Great Success in Spearmanship

"What’s there to panic about?"

Facing Manager Wang’s questioning, Zhang Quan replied calmly:

"Who said Lin Yi cheated? Lin Yi has only completed the Refinement of 18 bones. The reason his Qi and Blood is so abundant, far surpassing others of his rank, is because he refined his torso bones! If we’re going strictly by realm, he’s only just entered the First Grade Middle Stage. That kid Zhao Hao actually had the upper hand!"

"T-Torso bones?!"

Hearing this news, Manager Wang froze on the spot.

As a Martial Artist, he knew all too well what completing the Refinement of one’s torso bones in the First Grade Realm meant!

That was a Domain only true, peerless prodigies could touch!

After the immense shock, an indescribable, wild joy surged through him.

The panic on Manager Wang’s face was instantly replaced by excitement. He rubbed his hands together, his voice trembling:

"H-Heavens! Unbelievable! Truly unbelievable! To think Yang City No. 1 High School could produce such a monster this year! Refining torso bones at First Grade... Th-This is something I, Wang, wouldn’t even dare to dream of! HAHAHA, we’ve struck gold! We’ve struck gold! Yang City is definitely going to produce a candidate for one of the top ten schools this year! That kid, Lin Yi, might even have a shot at the provincial champion’s title!"

A flicker of satisfaction, almost imperceptible, crossed Zhang Quan’s face before he quickly resumed his indifferent expression.

"Alright, that’s enough of a warm-up. For the next match, find Lin Yi a decent opponent. Someone who truly carries weight among the First Grade High Stage."

Manager Wang pondered for a moment, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

"The only one available in the arena right now... is ’Quick Sword’ Ge Jinjiang! How about... we ask him to come out?"

"’Quick Sword’?" Zhang Quan nodded slightly, his tone firm and decisive. "He’s the one. Send him in!"

Manager Wang sucked in a sharp breath, a muscle in his face twitching. He gave Zhang Quan a pained look:

"Zhang, are you really sending ’Quick Sword’ out? The man is a ruthless character! Practically unrivaled in the First Grade Realm! This... aren’t you being a bit too cruel to that precious student of yours?"

"Cruel? No. It’s a trial."

Zhang Quan shook his head, his voice low and firm:

"Ge Jinjiang’s sword is as swift as a gale, as dense as a downpour. His attacks are cunning and impossible to defend against. This is exactly the kind of pressure Lin Yi needs right now! Only under this kind of life-or-death pressure can he completely master Listening Spear Force and break through his bottleneck!"

Since Zhang Quan had made up his mind, Manager Wang naturally said no more.

He took a deep breath, straightened his back, and put his professional smile back on. With steady yet rapid steps, he strode swiftly toward the central ring.

At this moment, the entire arena was already a powder keg, ready to explode.

"Cheating! Definitely cheating!"

"Refund! The arena needs to give us an explanation!"

"It’s a fix! Shameless! Do you take us for fools?"

Waves of angry shouts rose one after another. Countless spectators waved their arms, their faces red as they roared, the immense sound waves threatening to blow the roof off!

But Manager Wang walked on calmly, his heart as steady as a rock.

If Lin Yi had really cheated, he’d be tearing his hair out right now, figuring out how to pay back the mountain of bets.

After all, nearly ninety-nine percent of the bets were on Zhao Hao to win!

That was an astronomical figure, enough to deal a crippling blow to the arena.

But now?

Hehe!

Manager Wang was inwardly ecstatic.

Lin Yi hadn’t cheated!

The result of this shocking upset was valid!

Not only would the arena not have to pay out, it was going to make a killing!

Lin Yi was practically the arena’s cash cow, their golden goose!

He stepped unhurriedly into the center of the ring, his gaze sweeping over the furious crowd below before glancing at the nearby Zhao Hao, whose face was ashen and whose eyes still burned with humiliation and unwillingness to accept defeat.

Manager Wang cleared his throat. His voice, amplified, carried clearly throughout the entire venue, instantly quelling the noise:

"Honored guests! Please be quiet! Please, listen to me!"

"I know you all have questions and doubts about the result of the last match between Lin Yi and Zhao Hao! Contestant Lin Yi’s victory was too swift, too shocking. The fact that the winner was decided in a single move was indeed beyond many people’s expectations!"

He paused, looking at the countless pairs of eyes fixed on him from below, and his voice suddenly rose:

"However! After an investigation by our Thunder Arena, I, Manager Wang, solemnly declare in my capacity as the arena’s manager: the match result is completely valid! Contestant Lin Yi is, in fact, a First Grade Middle Stage Martial Artist!"

"There is only one reason why his Qi and Blood is so immense, why his power is so terrifying. It’s because he has completed the Refinement... of his torso bones!"

BOOM!

Manager Wang’s words were like a ladle of cold water thrown into a pan of boiling oil.

The entire venue instantly erupted!

On the ring, Zhao Hao, as if struck by lightning, snapped his head up to look at the calm-faced Lin Yi opposite him, his eyes filled with utter shock and disbelief.

His earlier humiliation and indignation were replaced by a sense of a vast, insurmountable gap.

’Torso bones?’

’He actually refined his torso bones?!’

’Is this what a real genius is?’

A profound sense of powerlessness and awe seized him in an instant.

The audience below was in an uproar.

"Torso bones?!"

"My heavens! Refining torso bones at First Grade? Is... is that even possible?"

"Why would it be impossible? Wang confirmed it himself! This is a true monster!"

Some audience members with a shallow understanding of the Martial Dao were still confused:

"Wait, I thought you could only start the Refinement of torso bones at Third Grade? Lin Yi is only First Grade, right?"

An experienced old-timer immediately explained excitedly, spittle flying from his mouth:

"That’s why he’s called a peerless genius! He’s broken common sense! Shattered all understanding! Something others can’t even touch until Third Grade, he’s already successfully refined at First Grade! Do you know what that means?"