Chapter 802: Zhang Shi, Yours Is Too Short

"A feather duster?"Ying Qin reeled.

The spear in my hand is a high-grade spirit weapon, refined from Black Jade of the East Sea. It's 2.3 meters long, and its tip, made from refined Jadeite Chill, has a hypnotic and stunning effect, capable of cutting through metal and jade with unmatched sharpness.

You want to fight me with a feather duster against such a divine and formidable weapon? This thing is just a regular bamboo stick; it'll snap in half with a light touch. How can you fight with that?

Not just him, but even Young Master Ruo Huan, who was standing nearby, was stunned.

A feather duster against a high-grade spirit weapon? Master Zhang... using this method to humiliate your opponent is really too much!

But... why am I so happy about this?

"Alright, I'll go right away!" With a wide grin and an excited expression, Young Master Ruo Huan sped off.

"You..."

Seeing his smug demeanor, Ying Qin's face turned ashen with fury, feeling as though his lungs would explode. "Master Zhang, I genuinely challenged you, and since you accepted, I hoped you would take it seriously. Deliberate humiliation is not something a genius like you should do!"

"Humiliation?" Zhang Xuan shook his head. "I'm genuinely not trying to humiliate you. Besides, you're not even worthy of my humiliation. The reason I'm not using a spear is that my spear techniques are too powerful; I'm afraid I might accidentally kill you, and that would be troublesome. While a feather duster is weaker, it's easier to control and won't harm anyone!"

He truly had no intention of humiliating the other party. If he really wanted to humiliate him, he could defeat him without using anything at all. Using a feather duster was already a sign of respect.

"You..." Ying Qin laughed in extreme anger, his eyes narrowing. "Fine, fine! Then I'll see how you 'accidentally kill' me!"

A freshman was challenging a top fourth-year expert, not only showing no fear but repeatedly claiming he would kill him... This fueled Ying Qin's boundless rage, which he could no longer suppress.

As they spoke, Young Master Ruo Huan brought over more than ten feather dusters, tossing them onto the platform for Zhang Xuan to choose from.

Casually picking one up, Zhang Xuan turned to look at Ying Qin, who was not far away, and pointed. "Alright, let's begin!"

"You're asking for death!" Seeing that this guy was genuinely going to fight him with a feather duster, Ying Qin roared, and the spear in his hand shot forward like a raging dragon.

The wind howled, and the qi current was like a tiger, giving off a feeling that it could tear a person apart.

The high-grade spirit spear, like an impregnable fortress, emitted a sharp piercing sound as it was infused with true qi, making it incredibly difficult to resist.

"So strong..." Luo Xuan, Young Master Ruo Huan, and the others below the platform had their pupils contract.

Although this person had suppressed his cultivation to the peak of the Bridging Heaven Realm, his power was immense, completely beyond their ability to contend with.

Putting everything else aside, this single move, while perhaps an exaggeration to call it invincible in the Bridging Heaven Realm, would be unstoppable for over ninety-nine percent of the academy's master teachers at the same level.

Even early-stage Return to One Realm experts would have to temporarily avoid its edge and wouldn't dare to clash head-on.

With such sharpness, how would Master Zhang defend himself?

Everyone simultaneously looked towards Zhang Xuan on the opposite side. They saw that he showed no change in expression when facing such formidable power; instead, he smiled faintly and extended his left index and middle fingers forward.

*Crack!* The incredibly powerful spear was thus gently pinched between his fingertips by just two fingers.

The spear's aura, which had just been as fierce as a dragon, seemed to have plunged into a quagmire, unable to move an inch no matter how it struggled.

"Whack, whack, whack!" Holding the spear, Zhang Xuan raised the feather duster and began wildly lashing Ying Qin, who was not far away.

In the blink of an eye, fresh red marks appeared on Ying Qin's face.

"My goodness... this kind of move exists?""It feels like an adult beating a child!""Yeah, this... the fight is too simple!"Everyone in the audience was stunned.

Just now, when they saw Ying Qin's spear technique, everyone was startled and thought it was unstoppable. Who would have known... that before it even reached him, Master Zhang would pinch it with two fingers?

It couldn't be pulled back or freed, as if trapped. Even with a feather duster, he could easily lash out wildly.

They had expected a fierce battle between dragons and tigers, but who knew... it was a complete massacre!

"Argh!" Ying Qin hadn't expected the opponent to have such keen insight and immense strength. His incomparably sharp spear was directly pinched. The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, letting out a roar: "Let go!" At the same time, his true qi surged within him, and he pulled back with all his might.

If he didn't pull back his spear, he would remain passive.

"You want it? Here..." Seeing his pulling strength intensify, Zhang Xuan chuckled and suddenly released his fingers.

*Thud, thud, thud, thud!* The force suddenly vanished. Having pulled too hard, Ying Qin involuntarily stumbled back several steps, leaving a trail of footprints on the ground because he couldn't control his momentum.

"Excellent! Lie down!" Though he looked disheveled, retrieving his spear greatly boosted Ying Qin's confidence. With a flick of his arm, the spear whistled as it shot straight towards the young man opposite him.

Before, it was a thrust, and the opponent caught it. This time, he switched to a sweep; surely, there wouldn't be a problem now!

Just as he was contemplating how to knock him down, he felt the opponent's figure flicker again. The next moment, two fingers appeared from nowhere and effortlessly gripped the spear shaft.

"What's going on..." Ying Qin's body swayed.

The sweep was so fast just now; how did the opponent catch it?

It was simply impossible!

However, the opponent didn't wait for him to ponder. The feather duster came down on his head and face again.

Although it was just a bamboo stick, infused with the opponent's true qi, it stung his face worse than a whip. In just a few strikes, his face was raw and bleeding, and his body was covered in blood.

"Damn it..." Wielding a spear, yet being lashed bloody in a fight against someone at the same level using a mere feather duster, Ying Qin felt he was going mad. He added force to his arms and leaped upwards.

He used all his strength, and just as his true qi was about to explode from exertion, the opponent's power vanished again.

*Whoosh!* Losing control again, Ying Qin stumbled back repeatedly. Before he could regain his balance, he saw Zhang Xuan appear before him once more, gripping his spear, and the feather duster in his hand began another wild assault.

"Oh, for heaven's sake..." Ying Qin was on the verge of tears.

He had grown up fighting countless duels and battles, but never had he encountered a contest like this!

The moment he attacked with his spear, the opponent would rush forward to seize it, then relentlessly lash him. The instant he tried to pull back, the opponent would release, making him lose his balance, only to charge forward again...

This isn't fair! Can't we have a proper match?

"Ah..." The more he thought, the angrier he became, a suffocating rage burning in his chest like fire.

*Boom!* The true qi he had suppressed within his body could no longer be contained. It violently broke through its restraints, causing his cultivation to instantly break through.

Early-stage Return to One Realm! Mid-stage Return to One Realm... Peak Transcendent Void Realm!

In the blink of an eye, his suppressed cultivation was unleashed, and he recovered his original strength.

Having regained his strength, he looked at Master Zhang again, only to see him several meters away, holding the feather duster and looking at him with a calm expression. "Do you want to concede?"

"Concede? Impossible! In that last fight, I realized your strength is far more than just the peak of the Bridging Heaven Realm... I've recovered my Transcendent Void Realm strength. Do you dare to fight me now?" Ying Qin gritted his teeth.

Having just been lashed all over his face, how could he possibly concede just like that?

Besides, the opponent had easily gripped his spear, making it impossible for him to break free. His strength was clearly not as simple as the peak of the Bridging Heaven Realm. Given this... no longer suppressing his power wouldn't be considered cheating.

"Very well!" Zhang Xuan nodded.

He had wanted this guy to use his full strength earlier, but he insisted on suppressing it. This way worked too; he could test his own strength.

"Let's begin!" Whether the opponent suppressed his power or not made little difference to Zhang Xuan, so he didn't mind. He raised the feather duster in his hand and pointed it.

"Wait a moment!" Seeing his movement and recalling the miserable beating he had just received, Ying Qin flinched, then gritted his teeth. "I want to compete with you in spear techniques! Your feather duster is too short; you're using close-quarters combat! Can you fight me with a long spear?"

The opponent had just grabbed his spear and then proceeded to lash him in close combat; that wasn't a spear technique competition at all, but rather close-quarters attacking.

A spear over two meters long naturally had its limitations when the opponent was less than a meter away, preventing him from utilizing its advantages and leading to his complete subjugation.

He couldn't let the opponent use a short weapon; otherwise, even if he regained his strength, he would surely be thrashed just as badly as before.

"Close-quarters? A long spear?" Understanding his meaning instantly, Zhang Xuan chuckled in amusement. "You mean... my feather duster is too short, and you want me to use a long weapon to fight you?"

"Precisely!" Ying Qin nodded.

"This... works too!" Nodding, Zhang Xuan turned to Ruo Huan. "Help me connect all these feather dusters together."

"Yes!" Young Master Ruo Huan nodded, jumped onto the platform, and began tying the feather dusters he had brought together with ropes.

He had brought more than ten, and when connected, they formed a pole over ten meters long, resembling a slender tree trunk.

As the tied-up feather dusters were propped up, countless feathers fluttered in the wind, creating a novel sight akin to a flagpole erected before everyone.

"This should be long enough, right?" Taking the long pole, Zhang Xuan looked over.

"Of course!" Ying Qin's eyes lit up.

Before, his spear was too long, and he couldn't wield it effectively once the opponent got close, leading to his terrible beating. Now that the feather duster was made so long, over ten meters, how would he fight once Ying Qin got close?

He would surely be completely overwhelmed, thus avenging the previous humiliation.

"If you lose this time, you can't refuse to admit it again!" Seeing his agreement, Zhang Xuan also smiled. With a flick of his palm, the "super-long spear" formed by over ten feather dusters rustled.

"Of course not. However, you should be careful; I won't lose so easily!" Seeing this "long spear" spanning over ten meters, rendering it useless if he simply entered its range, Ying Qin's eyes gleamed. He shook his spear, letting out a roar.

"Let's begin!" Seeing his confidence, Zhang Xuan said no more. He held the feather duster upright, pointing it skyward like a lightning rod connecting heaven and earth. At the same time, he waved his left hand and smiled softly. "Come... I'll give you a thirty-nine-meter head start!"