The scorching sun blazed like fire, radiating boundless heat, baking the earth into a searing expanse. Rolling waves of heat surged, threatening to roast anyone alive.
A tall, athletic figure leaped and sprinted rapidly across the ground, wearing shorts, her skin a bronze hue. Her long, powerful legs exuded strength and a wild, primal beauty.
In her arms, she cradled a delicate woman, frail in form, her stunning face marked by a sickly pallor. Under the blazing sun, an unnatural flush crept across her cheeks, beads of sweat dripped down, and her lips were bloodless.
"Sister, you really shouldn't have brought me to this Universal Academy assessment. I'm nothing but a burden to you!" the fragile girl in her arms murmured weakly, unable to withstand the intense radiation.
The bronze-skinned, wild-looking girl, with sharp, heroic features, shook her head dismissively. "What are you saying, sister? I promised Mother I'd take good care of you! You may be frail, but your abilities are far from weak. You can be a huge help to me in this assessment. Remember, only when we sisters work together can we overcome any obstacle!"
The fragile girl nodded helplessly. Though she was the elder sister and her younger sister usually listened to her, the latter was no pushover. Since things had come to this, further argument was pointless.
She furrowed her brow gracefully, and a ripple of mental energy spread outward from her forehead, as if she were sensing something.
The wild girl carried her sister and sprinted for another ten-plus minutes.
Suddenly, the fragile girl opened her eyes, her bright pupils flashing with wisdom. "Sister, this Asura Star is a hellish planet with an extremely harsh environment! We don't need to rush into hunting those aliens. Our top priority is to find water and food to sustain life. Otherwise, we won't last ten days! Once our survival is secured, hunting those alien creatures won't be difficult at all! Based on my psychic detection, there should be a large water source in that direction."
She lifted her head and pointed to the right front.
The wild girl nodded, then stretched her toned, long legs and dashed off like a cheetah, swift and relentless.
After covering over twenty kilometers, a stretch of azure blue lake appeared before her eyes.
Joy surged within her, and she instinctively quickened her pace.
But suddenly, an unusual scent drifted through the scorching wind.
The wild girl, possessing an animal-like intuition, halted abruptly.
"What's wrong?" the fragile girl asked, noticing her sister's changed expression.
"There's a fight up ahead," the wild girl said warily.
"Let's check it out! We've searched for so long, and this is the only water source within a hundred-kilometer radius. We can't afford to miss it! As long as they don't provoke us, we'll take some water and leave," the fragile girl decided, despite her delicate frame, she seemed to be the backbone of the duo.
The wild girl nodded, then crept forward like a tigress stalking through the jungle, silent and stealthy.
*Bang! Bang! Bang!*
The sounds of combat continued unabated, the air thick with killing intent.
A figure wielding an iron staff charged into a group, sweeping through them with an unstoppable momentum.
...
"Die!" The iron staff transformed into a massive pillar, smashing through the Six-Pointed Divine Array. Feng Lin wasted no time, charging into the crowd with his staff.
The staff lengthened instantly, and with a sweeping strike, it snapped the spines of two caught-off-guard opponents, leaving them瘫软 on the ground as cripples.
Feng Lin let out a long roar, his staff casting countless shadows, whipping up a scorching gale that surged toward the round-faced youth.
Capture the leader to defeat the group!
He intended to wipe them all out!
Feng Lin never struck lightly; when he did, it was earth-shattering. His staff surged like thunder, pushing his 218 vitality to its peak.
The round-faced youth's pupils contracted sharply, his aura flaring as he absorbed the genetic power of his fallen comrades, matching Feng Lin's intensity.
"Ignorant mortal, let me show you that before a god, all your resistance is nothing but a joke!" His face twisted, hair flying, eyes flashing like lightning. "Die!"
*War God Fist!*
His fists crashed forward, wreathed in crackling lightning, like a mythical war god swinging Thor's hammer, slamming down with immense force.
Fist met staff, triggering an explosive shockwave that sent碎石 scattering across the ground.
Feng Lin stood firm, descending slowly.
The round-faced youth, however, stumbled backward repeatedly.
"Kill!" Seizing the advantage, Feng Lin refused to give his opponent any chance to counter. His stamina seemed endless as he thrust his staff like a spear, fast and fierce, piercing through the air in a cone shape, aiming to impale his foe.
Having fought for his life every step of the way, Feng Lin's combat experience far surpassed his opponent's. With their vitality now on par and the divine iron staff in hand, he held the upper hand in this one-on-one fight.
He intended to press the attack and annihilate everyone.
*Bang! Bang! Bang!*
The round-faced youth, caught off guard by Feng Lin's ferocity, barely parried a few blows before the staff sent his qi and blood into turmoil, stars flashing before his eyes as internal injuries set in.
His life hung by a thread!
Enraged, his body swelled, tearing his upper garments apart. "Mortal, I didn't expect you to reach such a level and possess this strange treasure! Today, I'll show you the true power of a high-level low-martial genetic technique—the *War God Fist*!"
*Zzzz!*
A terrifying aura erupted from his body, lightning coiling around him like a mythical war god descending to earth, wielding thunder and divine punishment, invincible in battle.
*Crackle!*
Thunder boomed as he punched, forming a terrifying electromagnetic cannon that blasted forward, blocking Feng Lin's thrust.
"Die!" Feng Lin wasted no words, swiftly adapting his moves without hesitation, determined to finish his opponent.
So what if it was a high-level low-martial technique?
No matter how exquisite the martial art, it couldn't withstand brute force.
*Great Sage Staff Technique!*
Feng Lin moved with intent, channeling his full strength into a single, earth-shattering strike. His spirit, energy, and will fused into one.
*Boom!*
The staff's momentum created a series of airbursts, conjuring an illusion of a supreme deity wielding an iron staff, shattering the heavens themselves.
*Crack!*
Though the round-faced youth's aura was formidable, his lightning was swept away by the staff, leaving his chest wide open. The blow struck him square in the chest, caving it in, shattering every bone. His body flew like a straw doll, crashing to the ground.
"No!" He felt death's approach, blood spilling from his lips, his face a mask of despair.
With injuries this severe, even if Feng Lin spared him, survival on a hellish planet like Asura Star was nearly impossible.
"Feng Lin, how dare you? If you kill us, the Aryan Pure Blood Society won't let you off. Your parents, your siblings—they'll all be tortured to death!" he snarled, his bravado masking his cowardice, like a cornered beast baring its teeth.
"Too much talk!" Feng Lin charged forward, bringing his staff down on his head.
*Crack! Crack!*
The round-faced youth's bones shattered, his jaw broken, leaving him unable to speak, his eyes filled with despair.
He was as good as dead, yet he lingered, forced to wait for the end.
A fate worse than death!
Feng Lin didn't stop there. He turned into an Asura, hunting down the remaining members of the Aryan Pure Blood Society.
*Ahhh!*
Screams filled the air.
With the round-faced youth, their leader, eliminated, the others offered no resistance, reduced to cripples with shattered bones under the staff.
On the brutal hellscape of Asura Star, they had no chance of survival!
Feng Lin stood still, a group of people lying at his feet, clinging to life.
His eyelids drooped, his expression unreadable—a true killer without a blink.
Hmm?
Sensing something, Feng Lin's gaze pierced like a sword into the shadows of the distant black forest, breaking through a psychic barrier and locking onto two auras.
"Who's there? Come out!" Feng Lin barked coldly, darting forward like an arrow.
Suddenly, a tall figure leaped out.
*Bang!*
An airburst rolled outward, muffled and heavy.
The figure clashed fists with Feng Lin, both shuddering and separating, evenly matched.
Feng Lin steadied his gaze and saw two strikingly different girls, staring back at him with wary eyes.