"I don't know where you learned some unique 'Star' techniques, but you still can't beat me."
Qin Yan's lips curled into an arrogant smile as he walked straight towards me. For some reason, hearing the word "Star" suddenly brought a pang of pain to my mind, and I instinctively wanted to ask a question.
But then I saw Qin Yan raise his hand. I became wary…
But nothing changed. Just as I was wondering what was happening, several streams of air, like scorching heat billowing across a desert, suddenly appeared in the air, rushing towards me like serpents.
"Whoosh!"
I unleashed a palm strike. Suddenly, I heard a slight popping sound, and a burst of hot air spread out, billowing my clothes and brushing against my face…
The beautiful young woman named Luo Qin stared wide-eyed, seemingly unable to comprehend what was happening before her eyes.
"Heh, not bad."
"How about this?"
Qin Yan's arrogant smile remained unchanged. He made a claw-like gesture with his hand, and a surge of energy, like a dragon raising its head, swirled and expanded, eventually forming an invisible, coiled dragon hovering above the arena, pressing down relentlessly.
The wind howled and exploded as the dragon suddenly plunged downwards. Though its form was invisible, it felt like an entire desert's heat rushing towards you, giving you an overwhelming sense of powerlessness.
But for some reason, a faint sense of excitement welled up within me. My aura spontaneously burst forth, my clothes billowed from within, spreading throughout the arena with each breath. It was as if countless hands had appeared out of thin air, every movement of air clearly visible in my mind.
So, in my "eyes," the dragon pouncing at me, though possessing a general shape and terrifying aura…
However, wisps of scorching, invisible power swirled within the air currents, like blood vessels and tentacles, radiating heat and stirring the air—its skeleton and its "weak point."
I simply closed my eyes, took a step forward, and instantly, a dragon's roar seemed to echo. Circulations of air currents rippled outwards, their unique and unusual frequency stirring the heat within the "dragon's" body. The air currents exploded and danced, truly as if a hurricane had sprung up out of nowhere, violently scattering in all directions, causing glass to tremble and creating a deafening buzzing sound.
Luo Qin's legs went weak; she covered her ears and crouched down to avoid being directly blown over.
Qin Yan's eyes widened, a hint of excitement flashing within them. As a newly promoted Lv4 superhuman with both enhancement and fire-attribute psychic abilities, he was already hailed as the second "star," like a rising star about to replace the brilliance of the old morning star.
However, amidst their flattery and praise, these people would always lament the passing of the "God of War," their gazes filled with unwavering expectation, a desire for him to catch up with the star. Qin Yan, however, was deeply displeased. He was a unique genius, a rising star, yet a radiant morning star already hung in the sky.
Although everyone claimed he could rival the star, their expressions and words betrayed a deep regret, as if they themselves didn't truly believe they could reach the heights of the "star."
If it were only this, Qin Yan could ignore them with his unparalleled arrogance—until he met Tang Lanyan.
He had been sent by the organization to Tang Lanyan for training as an enhanced superhuman. The first time he saw Tang Lanyan, beautiful and powerful, her demeanor exuding both masculine openness and strength, yet also displaying perfect feminine beauty, Qin Yan was utterly astonished and shaken. Tang Lanyan was never concerned with formalities. She hadn't forgotten her identity as a woman, yet she felt no shame about her sensitive areas; in fact…
Tang Lanyan didn't even mind urinating in front of him; such things were common during wilderness training.
Her perfect, agile figure, a perfect blend of strength and grace, was both alluring… and dangerously beautiful, like a female leopard.
This contradictory yet inexplicably attractive beauty naturally made the young Qin Yan's heart flutter, his eyes burning with desire. He completely disregarded the difference in their status and age, becoming obsessed with Tang Lanyan…
But with her, the genius boy tasted the bitterness of failure for the first time—not only a physical failure, but also a psychological one.
Tang Lanyan didn't even glance at his pursuit. She showed no reaction of joy or shyness, not even a change in facial expression, treating the ninety-nine roses as nothing more than roadside weeds.
During training sparring, she showed no mercy, shattering his self-esteem as a self-proclaimed genius. Her long, lithe legs and smooth, bare feet had repeatedly trampled his face underfoot!
Tang Lanyan naturally mentioned "Xing," though unintentionally, the words betrayed tenderness, and a slight upturn of her lips indicated Xing's presence…
All of this revealed Xing's extremely special place in her heart.
But when Tang Lanyan turned to look at him…
The faint disgust and indifference in her eyes were unmistakable, her tone as if she were speaking to a stranger, always confined to the realm of instruction…
She exuded coldness and power, leaving Qin Yan feeling utterly defeated.
Those names that those vulgar people had flattered countless times, names Qin Yan had scorned, were now etched into his heart like a pillar of shame!
Even now, Xing had become an inescapable demon in his heart. He desperately wanted to prove himself stronger than Xing, but since he began to learn about Xing's deeds, Qin Yan understood why those people's flattery carried a hint of regret. Xing was like an insurmountable mountain, firmly pressing him, a so-called genius, down to the bottom.
"Heh..." Qin Yan's pupils narrowed, a strange arrogance curling at the corner of his mouth. "I didn't expect to encounter someone related to him here."
"Dragon Walk Tiger Step," Xing's martial arts masterpiece, wasn't something he kept secret. Instead, he selflessly made the training method public, allowing every martial artist to learn it freely—"
Therefore, in Qin Yan's view, encountering a martial artist who knew "Dragon Walk Tiger Step" wasn't uncommon. He had defeated and humiliated countless such people. However, this was the first time Qin Yan had seen someone who had cultivated "Dragon Walk Tiger Step" to this level. Qin Yan felt the mountain in his heart grow heavier, causing his inner arrogance to surge like a tide.
"You'll pay the price."
Now, Qin Yan had calmed down. Under the Dragon-like Tiger-like Steps, mere telekinesis was useless, so there was only one option…
He tilted his neck, producing a slight cracking sound. Suddenly, a metallic sheen appeared on his exposed skin, and the surrounding air began to subtly churn.