Biochemical Martial Arts: Supreme Heavenly Venerate

Heavenly Sword Zhang Jie watched the scene on the stage, unable to help but clench his fist forcefully.

It was this strike!

In the virtual world, he had been severed by this sword technique three times in a row!

No, the strike Lin Rui had just made seemed even faster than in the virtual world!

What shocked Zhang Jie was that he still hadn't seen the full extent of that strike.

It was simply because the golden sword light exceeded the limits of his neural response.

"Even the referee couldn't block it!"

Zhang Jie had just seen the referee, standing five meters away, make a move to block.

But the reaction of the referee was still too slow, unable to block the sword for Tie Yan.

— This was a seasoned referee, a colonel and well-known gold medal martial arts coach!

Next to Zhang Jie, 'Dragon Fist' Gu Zhenrong's face was ashen.

"Such quick sword-drawing technique!"

So fast that he hadn't been able to see it clearly just now!

Zhang Jie was telling the truth, that man hadn't used any cheats and was genuinely capable of unsheathing his sword in one-thousandth of a second.

Their two lead teachers also looked extremely serious. One quickly ran up to the arena to check the situation of the students, and the other came up to their own holographic camera as soon as he saw that Tie Yan's life was saved, reviewing the video footage from just now.

At this moment, the whole arena was also in chaos, with a group of doctors and nurses rushing up with various instruments.

"Inject the 'Life Sustaining Injection'! Faster, 10 milliliters in the head, inject through the carotid artery, and use an artificial blood pump! Inject 30 milliliters into the body, directly into the heart chamber!"

"Prepare a professional operating room and surgical pod to perform head and neck suturing surgery. Does this martial arts club have it? Is it top-tier equipment? Okay, push him directly there. Professor Sima can perform the surgery."

"Student Tie Yan, I know you can hear me now, don't worry. Professor Sima is an associate member of the academy and a top prosthetic surgeon. Current biological technology is very advanced, we also have the best nano-surgical devices, and we can guarantee you won't suffer any complications. Just sleep comfortably!"

"Be mindful of those prosthetics inside his body, they might adversely impact the wound, we must find a way to stop their function—"

Fang Ranran watched Tie Yan, who was lying in a pool of blood on the stage, and her eyelids twitched: "So fast! Even faster than in the virtual world."

What kind of monster had she actually attracted into the martial arts club?

Fang Ranran felt that if she were on the stage facing this move, even if she were prepared, she would still struggle to defend against it.

Unless the rules of the arena allowed one to bring equipment with over 1000 points of armor into the ring.

Her lips curved slightly upward, knowing that revitalizing the Prosthetic Department of Mingde University within two years was assured!

"Definitely more than one-thousandth of a second."

Fei Yunlai squinted and murmured, "This is will from the abyss, conceptual martial arts! It's when his sword speed touched a certain limit and triggered the abyss's will, gaining the strength of a concept—such a terrifying youngster."

In short, it was about touching the concept defined by the will of the 'abyss,' much stronger than Shi Yan's 'Immortal Sword'.

The Immortal Sword only aligned with the will of some 'abyss,' but Lin Rui's sword technique resonated with the 'way' of the abyss's will.

It's just unknown what kind of concept it was. It shouldn't just be about speed, after all, in this world, there are countless levels like the fifth and sixth realms that have a reaction speed faster than one-thousandth of a second.

Xie Qingtong's consciousness was still a bit dazed up until this moment, momentarily forgetting to comment in the live stream.

She hadn't seen Lin Rui's sword move at all, only seeing the process of Tie Yan's head falling off.

Her heart was washed over with a turbulent, indescribable shock.

At this moment in her live channel, it was like a nuclear bomb had exploded, with countless comments filling the screen densely.

— What just happened? Did I miss it?

— What happened? How did Tie Yan's head suddenly fall off?

— Of course, it was chopped off! Unbelievable, he's still at the rank of captain, how can he have such a fast sword speed? If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I simply wouldn't believe it. Does anyone have his information?

— Lin Rui, 18 years old, a senior at Alien Body College of Mingde University, he hadn't participated in any martial arts competitions before, and the Martial Arts Association hasn't recorded his data, but two months ago, during the Alien Body Combat Assessment, he ranked eleventh—Fei Yunlai personally assessed him as having hall-level talent!

— Damn, at the age of 18, to still have such a powerhouse hidden? It feels like both Immortal Sword Shi Yan and Demon Sword King of Baili are nothing in front of him.

— Interesting, he wasn't just talking big! That Tie Yan is the Deputy General of Future Science University, already strong enough, but facing that strike, he didn't even have time to react, wouldn't taking down Shi Yan be a piece of cake?

— So strange, I just watched the replay video, slowed down to 30 times speed, and still didn't see clearly what happened, the light and shadow are very blurry.

— Same here, I slowed it down to 50 times speed already!

— Give it up, folks, the host's lousy camera didn't capture it, same as the Immortal Sword Shi Yan situation, all the high-definition holographic cameras couldn't capture it clearly, unobservable!

— What does it mean? Is Lin Rui also using abyss heritage?

At this moment, 'Demon Hand' Zhen Xiaoxiao was also tilting her head looking at the supercomputing laptop in Baili Wang's hands: "How about it? Did it capture the image?"

He hadn't seen Lin Rui's sword trajectory just now either.

"It would be weird if it did capture it, what function does this laptop camera have? It doesn't even have 7000 frames in holographic mode, how could it possibly capture it? It's not just this laptop, professional cameras are the same, they get interfered with."

'Demon Sword' Demon King of Baili shook his head: "Forget it, this is definitely the will from the abyss, conceptual martial arts, unless one's spiritual power reaches the standard, it's very hard to see."

He turned his head and looked to their left, "Look at those people from the Abyss Group, they're going crazy."

At that moment, the employees of the Abyss Group were watching videos, making calls, and some were even deploying quantum supercomputers to do model analysis on-site.

It wasn't just the interest-related Abyss Group; the situation at Sky Sword Prosthetic Company was similar, though their expressions weren't as unsightly.

"Truly impressive! He hasn't even implanted the artificial Golden Core yet."

Zhen Xiaoxiao's voice was complex, "Mingde University still has another team leader. I wonder if there's a chance to see the second strike."

Now, everyone wanted to see Lin Rui's second strike; everyone was curious about the secret behind Lin Rui's blade.

However, Zhen Xiaoxiao was more skeptical whether the 'Dragon Fist' Gu Zhenrong still had the courage to enter the stage?

At this time, Tie Yan had already been carried down and placed on an emergency trolley, being sent to the 10th-floor surgery room of the Martial Arts Society.

The referee, at the request of an instructor from Mingde University, inspected the blade carried by Lin Rui.

"This is the 'Dark Heaven' Model 5 Energy Storage Compression Blade, a limited edition exquisite model, weapon score 85, no violation."

The referee turned his head to ask the team leader, "Do you still want to continue the fight?"
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He felt a bit queasy, as just now, he looked like he was just a hairbreadth away from blocking that strike for Tie Yan, but he knew in his heart that he was still falling short.

Lin Rui's strike was definitely conceptual!

Even if the referee was fully prepared, he might not be successful in blocking Lin Rui's second strike.

The expression of the team leader was hideously grim as he turned his head to look at 'Dragon Fist' Gu Zhenrong.

Gu Zhenrong was also rapidly watching the video of Lin Rui's strike.

He couldn't discern the trajectory of that strike, but was now watching Lin Rui's initial movements and the changes detected within a ten-meter radius of the arena by the specialized 'Ether Monitor.'

"We at the Abyss Group can't offer you any valuable advice; we still need some time to analyze and find a way to counter that strike," said a Corporate Communications Manager of the Abyss Group, his brows deeply furrowed. "The decision to fight or not is yours to make."

This time around, the reputation of the 'Abyss' Group was seriously damaged.

However, if they chose to forfeit now, it would only be more humiliating and would severely damage the reputation of the 'Abyss' Group. They did not need a coward to endorse their products.

Nevertheless, as this was a matter that could endanger lives, the Corporate Communications Manager could not force it.

Gu Zhenrong had already shifted his gaze away from the instruments.

There was no need to observe further; only Lin Rui's initial movement held some value, and perhaps one could deduce his blade path from the motion force of Lin Rui's shoulders and arms. However, he doubted whether his eyes could capture it.

Without hesitation, Gu Zhenrong moved toward the arena.

"Brother Gu!" Zhang Jie called out involuntarily, but did not know what else to say.

Gu Zhenrong did not look back, jumping directly onto the stage.

He was a Prosthetic Martial Artist and a martial arts influencer followed by millions of people.

So, retreating would be tantamount to commercial suicide.

Gu Zhenrong would not allow himself to retreat and let this act of cowardice tarnish his pride.

The referee, seeing this, felt a severe headache, then looked down to the audience: "General Fei! I can only trouble you now."

Fei Yunlai raised his eyebrows, then leaped powerfully across several meters onto the stage.

He stood on a pillar, arms crossed: "You shall continue to oversee the duel, I'll be watching."

Upon hearing this, Lin Rui relaxed slightly.

He felt he had a bit of a grasp on his blade now, perhaps he could control it under the 'Will of the Abyss,' but it was just a slight chance.

The referee also relaxed slightly, but he still cautiously waited for another top medical team signed with the Martial Arts Association to arrive, along with another 'Heavenly Emperor' injection.

Meanwhile, people below the stage were busy bringing more high-tech measuring instruments, quickly installing them beneath the arena.

Fang Ranran saw this and was very displeased, but instead of directly stopping it, she deployed some large-scale instruments equipped with strong radiation and electromagnetic waves, installing them in the venue primarily to interfere with each other and distort the data of these devices.

This was Sky Blue Group's turf; they could not possibly lose to these guests.

Once everything was ready, the referee solemnly announced, "Please be ready, students. The combat will begin after the countdown!"

"5! 4! 3! 2! 1——"

The moment the countdown ended, 'Dragon Fist' Gu Zhenrong saw a beam of golden light.

He had already burst forth with all his power, attempting to form a massive external force field around him to obstruct Lin Rui's blade momentum.

However, the golden light was unstoppable and slashed towards his face.

At that moment, a hand clad in a black glove reached out next to him, firmly grasping the golden light.

It was indeed Fei Yunlai, and the golden light he was holding faded gradually, reverting back to a long, narrow combat blade, 'Dark Heaven.'

It was only then that 'Dragon Fist' Gu Zhenrong heard the 'clang' sound of the blade being drawn.

The referee raised his right hand: "The duel is concluded, Lin Rui from Mingde University is the winner."