Lack of talent? I'll buy a year's worth of cultivation for one dollar!

late at night.

Kyoto Daiichi Martial Arts University.

The Weapon Academy features an underground training ground exclusively for spearmen.

This place is hundreds of meters underground, and the entire area is made of sound-absorbing alloy that can withstand the impact of high-level alien beasts.

now.

The vast training ground was completely empty.

Only one burly figure, shirtless, stood quietly in the center of the field.

Chu Kuang.

The head of the gun department, who had almost gotten into a fight with someone at Weiming Lake during the day, had now completely lost his manic and mercenary demeanor.

Instead, there is an extremely pure, meditative focus, like that of an old monk in deep meditation.

He did not hold the silver spear that gleamed with a cold light in his hand.

Instead, he was holding an ordinary, even somewhat bent, ash tree branch.

There wasn't even a gun barrel.

call--

A faint underground wind blew by.

A withered yellow leaf, which seemed to have fallen from nowhere, twirled and slowly drifted down in front of Chu Kuang.

Just as the leaves fell to eye level with him.

Chu Kuang made a move!

Not a single drop of qi or blood was used.

It did not produce any deafening sonic boom.

He simply raised the ash stick in his hand.

prick!

Swish swish swish swish!

The gun barrel was not visible in the air at all.

All that could be heard was a dense, subtle tearing sound, like tearing silk.

In less than a fraction of a second.

Chu Kuang thrust out eighteen times in succession!

Put away your gun.

The ash branch remained firmly in my hand, without even the slightest tremor.

The withered yellow leaf continued to drift slowly down, following its original trajectory.

Finally, it landed lightly on the hard alloy surface.

In good condition.

There wasn't even a single crack.

But if you look at it under a high-powered microscope...

You will be horrified to discover.

Right in the center of this fragile leaf, there is a tiny, mirror-smooth hole.

Eighteen shots.

In a fraction of a second, it pierced the same spot on the leaf with perfect accuracy!

The power did not leak out in the slightest.

The overall structure of the leaves was not damaged.

This is the ultimate manifestation of mastering power and will!

"call……"

Chu Kuang let out a long breath, looked at the leaves on the ground, and finally a smug smile appeared on his weathered old face.

"The realm of subtlety."

"My mastery of the subtle level of spear technique has been completely perfected."

Chu Kuang casually tossed the white waxwood stick aside.

Involuntarily, the image of Su Yu's brilliant finger strike by the Weiming Lake during the day flashed into his mind.

Soul-Suppressing Spear Intent.

It is indeed extremely domineering.

But Chu Kuang knew very well that Su Yu was only eighteen years old and had just had an epiphany yesterday.

No matter how prodigious one's talent, the spear intent one has just grasped is absolutely violent, outward-flowing, and difficult to control.

It's like a brute who has just learned to wield a sledgehammer.

He has strength, but no skill.

"Kid."

"I must admit that you have extraordinary talent, a monster that appears only once in a century."

"But martial will is something that cannot be achieved overnight with just talent."

Chu Kuang stroked the stubble on his chin, smiling like a cunning old fox.

"When you come to complete your special-grade student registration tomorrow, I'll definitely find an opportunity to show you my 'microscopic' level of gun control!"

"When the time comes, I'll show you what it means to be outmatched and have a world beyond your reach!"

"As long as I can shock you."

"You little devil, don't you still have to obediently come to my gun-wielding sect and call me master?"

The more Chu Kuang thought about it, the more reliable it seemed.

What's wrong with having 1000 points of Qi and Blood?

What happened to the top-tier freshmen?

Before my meticulously honed spear technique, I'll definitely have you completely under my control!

Chu Kuang laughed twice and turned to walk towards the bathroom.

In a good mood.

He couldn't wait to see that shocked, unseen expression on Su Yu's calm, deep face tomorrow.

……

the next day.

early morning.

Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the living room of the penthouse apartment.

Ding dong.

The doorbell rang right on time.

Su Yu opened his eyes and sat up in bed.

After sleeping for a few hours, the mental fatigue from the ten million-year projection has been completely swept away.

He washed up, opened the door, and prepared to head out to report.

Outside.

Lin Xiaoxiao was dressed in a clean and neat white Jingwu school uniform, and her high ponytail made her look youthful and energetic.

However, around those pure and beautiful eyes, there were faint dark circles from lack of sleep.

Good morning.

Su Yu greeted him.

"What do you mean 'early'?! Come and help!"

Lin Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at him, annoyed.

He was struggling to drag a huge metal box, two meters long and dark gold in color, with both hands.

boom!

She placed the metal box heavily on the floor of the entryway.

It emitted an extremely dull, loud bang.

Even the floor of the entire building trembled slightly.

This thing is extremely heavy!

It definitely weighs over 500 pounds!

Su Yu raised an eyebrow slightly.

"What is this?"

"A back-to-school gift for you!"

Lin Xiaoxiao patted the dust off her hands, raised her chin slightly, and carried a hint of pride that belonged to a top-tier noblewoman.

She squatted down.

Fair fingers quickly entered a series of commands on the combination lock of the metal box.

Click.

The sound of the air valve releasing pressure was heard.

The metal box slowly popped open to both sides.

call--

An extremely cold aura, with a strong smell of blood, instantly rushed out from the box!

Su Yu's pupils contracted almost imperceptibly.

Inside the box.

A long spear lay quietly.

It was entirely black, with dark gold patterns resembling dragon scales covering the shaft.

The spearhead was long and slender, displaying an extremely eerie dark red color, as if it had just been pulled from the heart of a high-level alien beast.

Just by lying there, he exuded a terrifying and chilling aura.

"This gun is called 'Abyss Dragon'."

Lin Xiaoxiao pointed at the spear, her tone tinged with a hint of smugness.

"The gun barrel is made from the spine of an eighth-tier alien beast, the Deep Sea Abyss Dragon, mixed with extraterrestrial meteorite iron."

"The tip of the spear is infused with a full three ounces of star-grade gold."

"This is a genuine Martial Emperor-level weapon!"

"Even if you break through to the Martial King or Martial Emperor realm in the future, this gun will definitely be enough for you."

Lin Xiaoxiao stood up and looked at Su Yu.

"I heard from my dad yesterday that you comprehended the Soul-Suppressing Spear Intent by the Weiming Lake."

"Since you're planning to practice shooting, you'll need a suitable weapon."

"Those ordinary alloy scraps and junk cannot withstand the domineering power of the Soul-Suppressing Spear Intent."

"This Abyss Dragon sword is barely worthy of you."

Su Yu looked at the spear lying quietly in the box.

A complex emotion flashed in his deep eyes.

A weapon of the Martial Emperor level.

The value of this thing cannot be measured in money.

This is an absolutely priceless treasure that is impossible to find on the market.

Any one of these would be enough to make grandmasters and great masters go bankrupt trying to seize it.

Lin Xiaoxiao, in this casual manner, dragged it right in front of her.

They said it was "barely good enough".

"This is too valuable."

Su Yu shook his head and did not take it.

"I'll take the black card worth 100 million, but I can't take this gun."

"Are you sick?!"

Lin Xiaoxiao panicked as soon as she heard this, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"When have I ever taken back anything I've given away?"

"Besides, you're now a top-tier freshman at Jingwu High School; countless eyes are watching you!"

"You don't even have a decent weapon. Are you planning to go to the arena empty-handed to fight those prodigies from aristocratic families?"

Lin Xiaoxiao stepped forward, grabbed Su Yu's arm in an extremely domineering manner, and pulled him toward the metal box.

"Take it quickly!"

"By the way, you just grasped the essence of spear fighting yesterday, how's your control coming along?"

Lin Xiaoxiao blinked, her tone tinged with curiosity.

"The intent of the spear is extremely difficult to control; it's easy to injure yourself when you first grasp it."

"Would you like me to teach you a few basic techniques of energy binding?"

"Although I don't practice shooting, my Lin family's treasure trove contains quite a few secret manuals on the control of will."

"Take this gun and let me see your skill with it!"

Su Yu was pulled by her to the metal box.

Looking at Lin Xiaoxiao's proud and enthusiastic appearance.

He sighed helplessly.

"I think I'm doing alright with it."

Su Yu answered casually.

He didn't reach for the Emperor-level spear in the box.

Instead, he naturally raised his right hand.

Fingers slightly spread.

hum-

As Su Yu raised his hand.

The air in the living room suddenly began to distort violently without warning!

An extremely pure, tragic, yet compressed dark red light instantly gathered in Su Yu's palm!