Chapter 145 - 115: Mystic Wing Phantom Butterfly
In the stream room, even the worldly Dong Dongchen stared wide-eyed, his mouth agape enough to fit an egg.
"Holy shit?!"
"Wait, dude, you fucking know Staff Skill too?!"
"666! Not even hiding it anymore, are you! People called you a cheater, so you decided to turn on your hacks for everyone to see, is that it!"
Dong Dongchen found it unbelievable.
But upon seeing Lin Ye’s stance and proficiency with the staff, he immediately slammed his hand on the table. "He’s not just faking it!"
"He genuinely knows how to use a staff, and from the looks of it, his mastery of the skill is far from basic!"
"This must be a Martial Artist who trains with both the spear and the staff. Or perhaps he learned the staff first and the spear later?"
"Whichever it is, his talent for martial skills is downright terrifying!"
At this moment, the words his teacher Chen Meng once said surfaced in Lin Ye’s mind.
’On the battlefield, you can never have too many skills.’
’Mastering one more martial skill gives you a better chance of survival.’
At this moment, those words rang true.
Without his spear, he still had a staff!
Although he had recently focused most of his energy on honing his spearmanship, his Staff Skill was ingrained to the bone; he had never let it languish.
Switching from the spear to the staff, Lin Ye’s entire aura underwent a dramatic transformation.
Wielding the staff, he became a battlefield tyrant, his movements broad and powerful, capable of sweeping away an entire army.
A flurry of heavy blows, each one powerful and sinking deep!
Although Cheng Shanhe desperately raised his shield to block, every spectator could see that this defensive genius clearly lacked experience against a Staff Skill master.
He was accustomed to blocking the "point" and "line" attacks of a sharp blade, but he couldn’t adapt to the wide-area "surface" strikes of a staff!
He was thrown completely off-rhythm!
Lin Ye launched a devious sweep, aiming straight for his legs.
Cheng Shanhe hurriedly moved his shield down to block.
However, the moment the whistling staff was about to connect with the shield, it arced upward in an unbelievable feint!
The true killing blow was aimed at the right arm he had exposed by lowering his shield!
THWACK!
A dull thud echoed as excruciating pain shot through him.
Even with his stone-skin ability active, the terrifying Inner Strength behind that blow instantly numbed his entire arm, making it almost impossible to keep his grip on the shield.
On top of that, after more than ten minutes of high-intensity defense, his stamina was indeed nearing its limit.
THWACK!
THWACK!
THWACK!
Lin Ye’s hands moved like flowing water, seamlessly switching between heavy, powerful strikes and nimble, intricate flourishes.
At times, his attacks were like Mount Tai crashing down, utterly unstoppable.
At others, they were as elusive as a ghost, impossible to predict.
Under the torrential onslaught, Cheng Shanhe’s defense was torn apart, inch by inch.
Finally, Lin Ye slammed his staff into the center of the shield. The immense force sent Cheng Shanhe stumbling, no longer able to keep his balance.
The young man landed unceremoniously on his butt, panting heavily.
Lin Ye took a step forward and leaped into the air.
He raised the long staff high, bringing it down with crushing force right at Cheng Shanhe’s head.
This blow!
Would turn him to ash!
But with a final WHOOSH, the staff stopped just an inch from Cheng Shanhe’s forehead.
If the blow had landed, killing him instantly and ending the fight, Cheng Shanhe wouldn’t have felt nearly so humiliated.
But his opponent had demonstrated perfect control, stopping the blow just at the precipice of impact.
The implication was self-evident.
The gust from the staff messed up Cheng Shanhe’s bangs and made his eyes well up.
The young man’s face was a mask of indignation. His eyes turned red as he cried out, his voice thick with tears, "You’re a bully!"
"It’s bad enough that your spearmanship is incredible, but your Staff Skill is insane too!"
"I’m gonna go tell my dad!"
His words had not yet faded.
With a flick of his wrist, Lin Ye lowered the staff.
It tapped gently on his forehead.
Cheng Shanhe couldn’t bear this humiliation any longer.
He logged off on the spot!
[Battle Over!]
[Goblin Soldiers Win!]
The clash between the ultimate offense and defense, a battle that had raged for nearly twenty minutes, finally drew to a close.
In Dong Dongchen’s stream, after several seconds of dead silence, the chat exploded like a volcano.
"Holy shit! He won! He took down the Martial Saint’s son with a beat-up old staff!"
"This dude is on a whole other level!"
"The scariest part isn’t his mastery of both spear and staff—it’s his stamina!"
"Did you see that? They fought for almost half an hour, and he’s not even flushed or out of breath. Is he human?!"
"What kind of monstrous stamina is that! Cheng Shanhe was about to collapse from exhaustion, but this guy looks like he just went for a stroll!"
As for Dong Dongchen himself, his eyes were shining with an unprecedented brilliance.
If all he had seen when Lin Ye was crushing newbies was a single word—"strong"—
then after watching this duel, he was certain. Lin Ye’s power was all-encompassing, with no weaknesses or blind spots.
Strength, speed, skill, reflexes, stamina...
This was a perfect Hexagon Warrior!
The floor for this type of Martial Artist might not be very high.
Because a jack of all trades is often a master of none.
But if someone could truly max out that hexagon, bringing every single stat to an expert—or even a master—level...
...then they would, without a doubt, be an absolute monster.
As the battle ended, Dong Dongchen subconsciously glanced at his stream’s viewer count.
The next second, he was completely stunned.
Holy shit, 150,000 concurrent viewers?!
And the number was still skyrocketing, climbing by hundreds every second!
This was the highest viewer count he’d ever had!
’Goblin, my man, you’re my lucky star!’
Dong Dongchen rubbed his hands together in excitement. His first impulse was to download a replay of the fight and immediately start a play-by-play analysis.
But then he saw Lin Ye’s status bar had changed. It now read, "Matching..."