Evolving infinitely from ground zero - Chapter 231

Chapter 231: 162, Crushing the Kyoto University Genius_2

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Hearing the surrounding discussions, Shen Qinghan became anxious.

She furrowed her delicately attractive eyebrows and said to Gao Mu on the stage with displeasure, “The Pureblood Human Path has a bright future, and someone short-sighted like you wouldn’t understand!”

“Yes, I don’t understand,”

Gao Mu’s mouth curled up slightly, his eyes full of contempt as he said, “But one thing I do understand is that so far, the Pureblood Human Path hasn’t even broken the shackles of ordinary biological levels; it’s getting smaller by the day, with only a rundown research institute gasping for breath in Shan University.”

This statement was an indisputable fact.

Looking around the country, the only organization still adhering to the Pureblood Human Path was the Pure Human Research Institute governed by Liu Chuanwu, or, in other words, Tianren Pavilion.

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Tianren Pavilion seemed to have many members, with every martial arts gym’s master and disciples being part of it.

But in fact, many were just in name.

They were people who were unable to follow the Genetic Fusion Path or the mechanical transformation path and just wanted an organization to belong to.

Strictly speaking, they weren’t considered real members.

The real members, that is, those who were truly dedicated to researching the Pureblood Human Path, were actually only Lin Zichen, Liu Chuanwu, and Song Yuyan.

Shen Qinghan’s involvement could barely be counted as well.

However, Shen Qinghan was simply practicing the Blood Tempering Technique and had not participated in research.

“Enough chitchat, let’s save some time and get straight to the fight,”

Lin Zichen said indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Gao Mu stopped talking nonsense, went to his position opposite Lin Zichen, and said, “Since you’re in such a hurry, let’s start.”

After speaking, he slightly sank his body, spread his legs one in front of the other, and protected his front with his arms, posing in an absolute defensive stance, waiting for Lin Zichen to attack.

He had integrated the genes of the Armored Earth Dragon and the Demonic Eye Giant Ape.

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His defense and strength had been enhanced.

His speed was somewhat lacking.

Taking the initiative to attack wasn’t his advantage.

Therefore, the best way to fight was to focus on defense.

He would look for his opponent’s weaknesses while defending.

And strike a heavy blow at the right moment.

His strategy was to gain the upper hand by striking later.

Luo Yongjian below the stage saw this and immediately shouted to Lin Zichen:

“Zi Chen!”

“He’s integrated the genes of the Armored Earth Dragon and the Demonic Eye Giant Ape, high in attack and defense but slow, don’t clash head-on with him; use your speed advantage to circle around him!”

“As long as you’re careful, he basically won’t be able to hit you, and you can also outlast him!”

Low-level Genetic Integrators can’t activate the Exotic Beast Gene in their bodies for a long time, or they risk mutation.

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But Lin Zichen, who practiced the Pureblood Human Path, didn’t have this disadvantage.

As long as he employed a circling strategy to run out the time Gao Mu could activate his Exotic Beast Gene, he could easily win this duel.

Luo Yongjian’s advice was good, but Lin Zichen didn’t need it.

Very quickly!

Just a “buzzing” sound!

One moment Lin Zichen was standing in place, and the next, his figure instantly turned into a residual image and disappeared!

When he reappeared, he was already standing in front of Gao Mu.

Then, before anyone at the scene could react, he raised his leg and fiercely kicked the arms that Gao Mu was using to protect his front.

“Bang!”

With a loud impact noise,

Gao Mu, whose body was covered in scales and looked as immovable as a small mountain, was kicked off his feet and sent flying backward with great speed.

He flew through the air in a parabola described by y=-4x²+39x+6.

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Then, another “bang” resounded!

He crashed heavily into a tree, slid down from it to the ground, curled up in pain, and moaned in agony.

A closer look would reveal that most of the scales on his arms were shattered, and blood oozed profusely, a sight that was extremely shocking.

This was enough to show just how terrifying the kick he had endured was.

…

At the same time.

Almost everyone below the stage was stunned.

Their brains had stopped working.

They were completely unable to react in time to what had just happened before their eyes.

How could it be that in a blink of an eye, Gao Mu, who seemed to have the upper hand, was suddenly kicked off the Martial Stage by his opponent, losing the duel at the speed of light?

It was too sudden.

So sudden that it was hard to believe, as if they were seeing an illusion.

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“Gao Mu got knocked out just like that?”

In the crowd, Li Moyu’s mouth gaped open, his eyes widened, and he was completely dumbfounded.

On the way to the military region before departure, he had thought about showing off his skills during the special training, to surpass Lin Zichen in one fell swoop and become the top newcomer at Shan University.

However, before he even had a chance to surpass Lin Zichen, he was defeated by an underling from the college entrance examination and was humiliated by him on the Martial Stage.

And this very underling, when faced with Lin Zichen, was killed with a single kick.

This win-lose comparison made him look like a complete loser.

He found it somewhat hard to accept this reality.

…

“How is this possible!”

On the other side, Qin Chuan, known as the top freshman at Jing University, saw Gao Mu, who was only second to himself, get easily killed by Lin Zichen with a single kick, and his heart was greatly shaken with disbelief written all over his face.

His own strength was not much stronger than Gao Mu’s, and at the beginning of the month during Jing University’s freshman contest, he had exerted a lot of effort to defeat Gao Mu and win the championship.

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Now, Gao Mu was killed with a single kick by Lin Zichen, does this not mean that he too would be killed in a single kick if he faced Lin Zichen?

Thinking of this, Qin Chuan’s face was filled with doubt about life, wondering if he was dreaming.

He could hardly believe the scene before him.

How could Lin Zichen’s strength be far superior to students from two major schools?

Moreover, it was an overwhelming superiority, the kind where the second placer couldn’t even see the taillights!

This made no sense at all!

…

While everyone was still in shock,

suddenly, a tall figure leapt up from below the stage and landed on the Martial Stage with a “thud.”

It was a young soldier in camouflage uniform.

Not very old, looking about 20 years old.

Sensing his Biological Level, it was very strong, reaching the ordinary eighth tier.

“I originally thought that this year it would be our military region’s people competing with the geniuses from the Machine God Corporation again, but I didn’t expect that Shan University would produce such a genius like you.”

“Perhaps this year, we have the opportunity for a three-way standoff, which would make the special training much more interesting.”

“Just don’t know if you, who have been a greenhouse flower in the campus for many years, have the strength to make it a three-way standoff,” the young soldier said, examining Lin Zichen with interest, with a smile on his face.

In his words, there was a clear disdain for students.

It seemed as if in his eyes, whether students from Jing University or Shan University, were all insignificant.

“Care for a sparring match?”

The young soldier cracked his knuckles and looked at Lin Zichen with a smirk, asking.

After speaking, he added, “Let me introduce myself, my name is Zhao Yuanzhong, 19 years old, this year I represent the military region in the special training, and you and I are competitors.”

Lin Zichen didn’t listen to his self-introduction; his focus was all on the stakes, and he asked, “What’s the wager?”

Sparring was fine, but there had to be profit involved; otherwise, there was no point in wasting time on a match.

That was his attitude towards sparring.

The young soldier confidently said, “I have a Spirit Fruit worth 1.5 million that helps greatly in enhancing Qi-Blood. If you win, this Spirit Fruit is yours.”

“Ok,”

Lin Zichen accepted the challenge.

Just an ordinary eighth-tier weakling, he could kill with a casual kick.

Not winning the Spirit Fruit would be missing out on a freebie.

Just as the two were about to start fighting,

suddenly, a middle-aged military officer with a square face stepped out of the crowd and shouted at them, “You two can spar, but no material wagers are allowed!”

No material wagers involved?

Hearing this, Lin Zichen immediately lost interest in the sparring and said to the young soldier, “Forget it, no wager, no fight.”

After he spoke, without waiting for the young soldier to respond, he jumped off the Martial Stage and stopped sparring.

Under the gazes of the crowd, he walked calmly to where Gao Mu sat on the ground, gasping in pain, and asked:

“Classmate, when will you give me those ten high-grade Qi-Blood Pills you spoke of?”

“…” Gao Mu was silent for a moment, then somewhat reluctantly admitted defeat, “I’ll go to the dormitory now and get them for you.”

Then he got up from the ground and took Lin Zichen to his dormitory to get the Qi-Blood Pills.

Seeing this, Shen Qinghan quickly followed, jogging to keep up, walking shoulder to shoulder with Lin Zichen, inseparable.

She was very attached to Lin Zichen, wanting to be with him all the time.

“That Lin something Chen!”

The military-clad youth shouted at Lin Zichen, “Looking forward to your performance in tomorrow’s special training, I hope you don’t disappoint me!”

Lin Zichen ignored him and silently followed Gao Mu to collect his spoils of war.

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