Chapter 70: Defying a King-Level Foe

Starting from Devouring The great sun bathes in the Eastern Sea. 2563 words 2026-03-05 03:31:10

Luo Feng's feelings were complicated—truly complicated. Just over half a year ago, they were still classmates. The other was a mid-level student, while he was advanced. Whether in physical fitness or academic subjects, Luo Feng always surpassed him by a wide margin.

But who could have foreseen that Qin Ming would suddenly be promoted to advanced status, then drop out altogether? In the blink of an eye, he passed the quasi-warrior assessment and was specially recruited into the Elite Training Camp of the Limit Martial Arts Hall.

After just a month, he created the extraordinary "Step Through Air" technique. Even with Luo Feng's intelligence, he had only just managed to learn "Instant Step," and as for traversing the air like a true warrior, that was still beyond him. With a single technique, Qin Ming became the idol of almost every warrior.

And yet, just another month later, he became an Invincible War God and took up the position of Inspector at the Limit Martial Arts Hall in Jiangnan Base City. When Luo Feng heard all this, his heart was in turmoil.

"I once thought that, having awakened my psychic power, I would make rapid progress and catching up to him would be no great challenge. Now I see that the gap is only growing wider!" Luo Feng sighed inwardly.

After exchanging greetings, Wang Lang and the others also disembarked from the fighter craft.

"Luo Feng, you have something no one else does. Work hard—I’ll wait for you at the summit," Qin Ming said, clapping Luo Feng on the shoulder. He called out to Wang Lang and was about to board the fighter again when he saw someone approaching from afar, stepping through the air, and quickly arriving before them.

"Inspector Qin!" The newcomer’s eyes lit up and he descended rapidly.

"And you are…?" Qin Ming asked, seeing a middle-aged man he did not recognize.

"I’m Lu Gang. We met once in the War God Palace!" Lu Gang replied, his expression full of gratitude. "This time, I was trapped in a tide of mutant rats. If not for the 'Step Through Air' technique you created, I might never have escaped! You can’t imagine—nearly a million gray-furred rats surrounded me, layer upon layer, everywhere I looked. At first, I intended to slaughter my way out, but in the end, faced with an endless tide of rats, I was overwhelmed by despair and could only use your technique to escape!"

"I’m just glad you’re safe," Qin Ming said with a smile. Yet in his heart, he marveled—this man, who was supposed to be the first War God to fall, was now alive and well.

"I'm safe, but who knows how many more have perished?" Lu Gang sighed. "If only, in a year or so, everyone had mastered 'Step Through Air,' perhaps the tide could have been reversed!"

"That day isn’t far off."

"Yes, not far at all!"

After a few more words, Qin Ming took his leave.

That day, he traveled back and forth ceaselessly, saving many lives. He also dropped several annihilation bombs, killing at least several million gray-furred rats, forcibly scattering the mutant rat tide.

In the news that evening, Qin Ming was reported yet again, and his image became even more towering in the public’s eyes.

Qin Ming himself paid it no mind.

After dinner, in the courtyard—

"These last couple of days, you’ve seemed preoccupied. Is something troubling you?" Qin Yicheng asked.

Qin Ming nodded. "My cultivation is progressing slowly—I’m growing impatient."

"Slowly?" Qin Yicheng was speechless. An Invincible War God, yet he still wanted to advance faster—what hope did that leave for others? Of course, after using dragon blood, Qin Yicheng’s own physical fitness had also reached War God level. A household with two War Gods was not exactly a miracle, but it was certainly the talk of the neighborhood.

"Today, witnessing the outbreak of the mutant rat tide, seeing the beasts surging forth, the various uninhabited zones, and the endless sea monsters in the oceans—how can I not be troubled?" Qin Ming said. "Do you have any advice?"

"You're still young—don’t be too hasty," Qin Yicheng replied. "As for advice? The best way to improve is to awaken your potential!"

"You mean…battle?"

"Battle is dangerous, but it’s the best way to improve. In the face of life and death, terror may arise, but so too does one’s potential awaken!"

"I’ll go tomorrow!"

"You…sigh!" Qin Yicheng wanted to stop him, but after a moment’s hesitation, he could only shake his head. "I can’t control you anymore, but before you act, always consider the consequences!"

"Don’t I have a fighter at my disposal?" Qin Ming pointed above his head. "Dad, tell Mom tomorrow that I’m going into seclusion to train!"

"Alright."

The next morning, before dawn, Qin Ming piloted his fighter across the sky, once again descending on Australia. This vast land was also an uninhabited zone. Here, he could unleash himself without restraint.

"Xiaoqiang, activate the scanner and search for a King-level beast!"

"Yes, Master!"

After giving his orders, Qin Ming sat cross-legged and closed his eyes. The intelligent fighter, optimized for flight and defense, had only a mediocre scanner. To seek out a King-level beast, it had to be set to maximum power, scanning only within a hundred-mile radius.

Beep beep beep!

"Master, a King-level beast has been detected in the hills ahead—a Golden Kangaroo!"

"A Golden Kangaroo?"

"Yes, Master!"

"Very well, open the hatch!"

Qin Ming stood up, clad in Black God battle armor and carrying his SSS-class Blood Shadow Blade, every sense sharpened for battle. As he exited the hatch, he instructed, "Maintain altitude a kilometer above my position at all times!"

He stepped through the air, following the directions, and descended toward the hills ahead.

Before he touched ground, Qin Ming saw the scene ahead and was momentarily stunned.

"For a grass-eating kangaroo to become a King-level beast is already a miracle…"

"And now it’s changed its diet!"

Qin Ming saw a creature, seven or eight meters tall, covered in lustrous golden fur, standing upright—a towering, imposing, and awe-inspiring kangaroo. With one punch, it smashed open the skull of a black ape nearly as large as itself, then tore open the ape’s chest, pulled out its heart, and stuffed it into its mouth.

Crunch…!

Juices spattered everywhere as the beast feasted with savage delight.

Sensing Qin Ming’s approach, it glanced over but paid him no further attention, as though this little fellow wasn’t even enough to fill the gap between its teeth.

"Did it just look down on me?" Qin Ming didn’t mind. He landed on a rock more than twenty meters away, watching the kangaroo devour its meal as he pondered: this beast must have undergone a genetic mutation. Otherwise, how could a herbivore, no matter how it evolved, so suddenly become a top-tier carnivorous predator?

When the kangaroo finished eating, Qin Ming beckoned, "Come, come—let’s arm-wrestle. If you win, I’ll take you to feast and drink well. If you lose, I’ll roast you!"

The Golden Kangaroo wiped its mouth and finally focused on him, those vertical pupils filled with brutal ferocity. It grinned, revealing two rows of blood-stained teeth, scraps of flesh still caught between them.

Whoosh!

Without warning, it appeared before Qin Ming, a fist slicing through the air, aiming straight for his head.

If that punch landed, his head would surely burst like a flower in full bloom.

"What speed—almost as fast as my Instant Step!"

Qin Ming didn’t retreat. He met the punch with one of his own.

Boom!

The clash of force sent shockwaves rolling, shattering rocks within hundreds of meters, and even the stone beneath their feet split with terrifying cracks.

Mountains quaked, the earth trembled.

Such was the result of overwhelming power.

When Qin Ming arrived, his basic punch force had already reached 900,000 jin. With the eighth level of Inch Force and ninefold power vibration, if he unleashed all his strength, one punch could reach 8.1 million kilograms.

Such force was truly staggering.

Just now, Qin Ming had only used fourfold power vibration, yet even so, the Golden Kangaroo’s body shuddered slightly.

"Again!"

Qin Ming roared, his fighting spirit surging skyward.