Grinding to Become the Master of the Universe

Chapter 480: Chapter 190: Instructors Gu Yue, Lin Yue, and Wu Shangfeng Watch the Battle; How Is Qin Feng Levitating?! The Instructors Are Stunned

In that single moment, all his grueling training, all his battles, and all the insights he had gained over the past month converged into this one spear thrust.

The killing move of his Level 4 Spear Skill—Heavy Stab!

There were no earth-shattering explosions of light and sound, no dazzling, ostentatious energy effects.

On the tip of Qin Feng’s spear, only a single, infinitesimally small point of darkness materialized—a gloom so profound it seemed to devour all light.

The next instant.

The spear tip collided head-on with the roaring, azure waves.

There was no heaven-shattering explosion as expected, nor was there a prolonged struggle of attrition between their energies.

The arena fell into a strange, absolute silence that lasted for a full second.

And then—

BOOM—!

A destructive shockwave erupted from the point of impact between the spear tip and the staff’s afterimage!

The entire alloy arena trembled violently under the force, letting out a mournful groan!

The wind howled as a monstrous wave of air surged outward!

The spectators below the stage felt a powerful gale blast them, forcing their eyes shut.

At the center of the storm, the jet-black staff in Wan Kun’s hand—a supposedly indestructible weapon forged from high-strength alloy—shattered like brittle glass the moment it touched the point of darkness on Qin Feng’s spear tip. Starting from the head, it crumbled inch by inch!

CRACK!

CRACK!

BANG!

Countless black alloy fragments shot out in every direction.

Meanwhile, Qin Feng’s Long Spear continued onward, its momentum unstoppable, driving straight through to finally tap gently against Wan Kun’s chest plate.

The match was decided.

Wan Kun stared blankly at the half-staff left in his hand, then at the Long Spear pressed against his chest, its tip pulsing with a cold light. The look of shock and disbelief on his face finally melted into a deep, bitter smile.

He had lost.

It was a loss he had to accept, wholeheartedly.

"Qin Feng..."

Wan Kun lowered the broken staff and sighed deeply, his voice full of complex, hard-to-define emotions as he looked at Qin Feng.

"The speed of your progress... it’s just too fast."

He shook his head, as if still reeling from that earth-shattering spear thrust.

"In just one month... to take a brand new Fourth-level Killing Technique from scratch and bring it to the ’Initial Success’ stage... That’s just terrifying."

"I lost, utterly and completely."

Wan Kun solemnly cupped his fist toward Qin Feng. "As expected of the monster who brought dozens of sub-fourth-level techniques to the Control Realm. Now that you’ve stepped into the whole new world of a Sixth-level Martial Artist, you’re learning this higher-tier Fourth-level Killing Technique just as fast!"

As the broken half of Wan Kun’s staff drooped limply, the entire combat practice area fell into a heavy, stagnant silence.

All eyes were fixed on the figure in the center of the arena, who stood with his spear, as composed and imposing as a silent abyss or a towering mountain.

After a moment of silence, a deafening roar of discussion, like a mountain collapsing into a tsunami, erupted from the crowd!

"Qin Feng is as terrifying as ever! It’s only been a month, and he’s already defeated Senior Wan Kun!"

"It’s not just that he defeated him! It was a complete rout! Did you see that? His final spear thrust blew Senior Wan Kun’s alloy staff to pieces! And that’s a special alloy used by Sixth-level Martial Artists!"

"He reached Initial Success and mastered the killing blow of a Fourth-level Killing Technique in just one month? Are you kidding me?! I’m still stuck at the introductory level with my Thunderbolt Sword, and I’ve been practicing it for over a year!"

"What’s so strange about that?"

A well-informed "insider" said, putting on a mysterious air, "I heard that after Qin Feng advanced to the sixth level, he mastered *Basics of Empire Mental Power Control*—recognized as the most boring and difficult introductory text—in just one month! That just goes to show you, his talent for Mental Power is just as monstrous as his physical talent!"

"*Gasp*... A physical talent that maxed out the detection chamber, and top-tier Mental Power talent too... Is he even going to let the rest of us live?"

"It really is terrifying. His talent is off the charts!"

The spectators’ discussions surged like a tide.

Below the arena, Dragon Jade, Nissan, and Ning Jing watched the figure slowly descend from the stage, their own expressions a priceless mixture of emotions.

"You maniac..."

Nissan scratched his short, golden hair, looking dejected. "The three of us worked ourselves to death this past month, and we only just managed to get our own Fourth-level Killing Techniques to the ’Introductory’ stage. We’re still a long way from Initial Success. But you? You’re not just proficient, you’ve already mastered the core killing blow!"

"A monster."

Ning Jing’s assessment, as always, was concise, yet it hit the nail right on the head.

Dragon Jade just shook his head helplessly. "I get it now," he said. "We can’t measure him by our standards. If we do, we’ll end up so discouraged we’ll start questioning our own existence."

Hearing his best friends’ "roasting," Qin Feng just gave a faint smile and didn’t offer any explanation.

This thoroughly satisfying victory didn’t stir many waves within him.

To him, it was merely a routine check on the results of his month of arduous training.

A recording of the battle was also quickly uploaded to the private forums of Cannan Star Martial Arts University.

SHOCKING! ’QIN BEAST’ WORKS ANOTHER MIRACLE, CRUSHING SIXTH-LEVEL VETERAN WAN KUN AFTER ONE MONTH OF TRAINING!

This sensational, clickbait title instantly set the entire forum ablaze.

The view and reply counts exploded exponentially within minutes.

The thread below was once again flooded with heated discussions and cries of amazement at Qin Feng’s inhuman rate of progress.

...

「As night fell.」

Qin Feng and his three friends gathered once again in the familiar Cultivation Quiet Chamber, room A-73.

The clamor and glory of the day were left outside the door.