Free Web NovelFu Qi held himself to a higher standard.
He couldn't just present a high-consumption buffed state and insist it was an exclusive Form Technique.
Facing an expert, he only had one chance for trial and error.
If he wasted his Spiritual Power on a crudely made skill, it would likely mean his limit ended there.
Perhaps he could frantically whip up a personal Form Technique even more powerful than the "Celestial Form" for an emergency.
But that likely wouldn't be enough to turn the tide of the final battle.
He wanted to fight from beginning to end, rather than leaving the stage in regret due to exhaustion after defeating one powerful enemy, only to leave Lou Wei to face the most dangerous foe.
Could it be that he really couldn't measure up to Lou Wei?
Usually, jokes about the strongest in history being no match for the modern strongest were laughed off.
But when it really came to the critical moment, how could Fu Qi willingly be inferior?
If Lou Wei could shoulder the responsibility, why couldn't he?
Therefore, after Lou Wei developed the "Corona Form," Fu Qi swore he would also develop an exclusive Form Technique to match it.
Even if it was just a one-time firecracker, it didn't matter; at least it would make a sound, rather than just watching helplessly when despair truly arrived.
There was no reason for the Director of the Countermeasures Bureau to be completely outclassed by his subordinate.
Strictly speaking, Lou Wei was still under his command!
Things were far from over; after defeating this Lord of the Rift, there was bound to be an even more heavyweight existence.
Fu Qi intended to kill the Lord of the Rift quickly while preserving his strength, then move forward to face the final great enemy!
Had it been at the beginning, he certainly wouldn't have had such confidence.
But the Lord of the Rift was very generous; instead of delivering a killing blow, it had taught him everything it knew.
Fu Qi had learned many things from it.
One could only say that the Lord of the Rift truly belonged to a race naturally born to be companions with the power of space in the universe.
Living within spatial rifts, their mastery over spatial power was consummate, several levels higher than Fu Qi's.
If there was something to learn, of course he would learn it!
Fu Qi felt no shame in this; what was wrong with learning from an enemy?
The ultimate goal was to defeat the enemy, and in a moment of life and death, one had to use any means necessary.
In the very end, Fu Qi finally relied on his personal talent to comprehend his own path.
Just as the dangerous aura the Lord of the Rift sensed, Fu Qi had already completed his transformation.
"Are you... really not the strongest on this planet?"
"Perhaps after this battle, I might be, but even so, I will kill you first."
Fu Qi's tone became extremely cold.
The Lord of the Rift also felt the other's intense killing intent, just as it had felt its own earlier.
It didn't respond, but instead showed its thoughts through action.
Since things had come to this, there was nothing left but to fight to the death.
The cold vacuum of space should have been silent.
Yet at this moment, it was torn by invisible spatial power, creating a deafening "Silent Roar"!
The dedicated All-Knowing Magic Eye couldn't capture their figures at all, only able to frantically follow the lingering traces of Spiritual Power.
Since the All-Knowing Magic Eye couldn't film it, the bloodthirsty audience on Blue Star was also getting anxious.
Useless Eye! It can't even do this simple task!
And this is supposed to be a global live broadcast!?
However, their slander had no effect.
The split bodies of the All-Knowing Magic Eye had already been sliced in half by Space Slashes of unknown origin as they approached the battlefield.
Within the Solar System.
Fu Qi and the Lord of the Rift, one human and one alien lifeform, turned into two streaks of light leaping and flashing among the stars.
Their battlefield spanned tens of thousands of kilometers, fighting all the way from Blue Star's orbit to the gravitational edge of a planet.
Every collision was not a clash of fists and feet, but a direct confrontation of space itself!
"You are improving very quickly; even in my race, you would be among the best."
The Lord of the Rift swiped its claws through the air, and a spatial rift instantly spread, slashing toward Fu Qi like the Grim Reaper's scythe.
Wherever the rift passed, massive space rocks were silently severed in two, the cut surfaces as smooth as mirrors.
"But it's not enough. I am the strongest of my race, and my power is far beyond your imagination."
With prophetic combat instincts, Fu Qi distorted the direction of the spatial tear, completely evading the brutal strike.
"If you were the strongest, you would have torn me to shreds in the next second."
The pressure it exerted didn't even feel as strong as Lou Wei's.
Their combat trajectories were eerie and unpredictable.
One second they were weaving through an asteroid belt, the next they might appear above the rings of a gas giant.
Left in their wake was a network of spatial rifts like cosmic scars.
And countless precisely cut fragments of massive meteorites.
Violent spatial turbulence swept through the battlefield debris like an invisible tsunami.
Blue Star.
In front of the All-Knowing Magic Eye's live broadcast screens, countless people held their breath, yet they could only see a heart-pounding scene of chaos.
After the battles on Blue Star had all reached their Curtain Call, the All-Knowing Magic Eye concentrated all its power on space.
Only the duel between Fu Qi and the Lord of the Rift remained undecided.
And facts proved that the battle in space was indeed a high-level match far exceeding the combat standards on Blue Star!
Even with full power, the All-Knowing Magic Eye could not lock onto the figures of the two spatial experts.
The screen images shook and flickered violently, remaining pitch black most of the time.
Occasionally, a fleeting afterimage could be captured.
Or the terrifying sight of a distant planet having a corner shaved off by an invisible force.
A large number of All-Knowing Magic Eye split bodies could only be distributed across various regions to form multi-directional perspectives.
But even more were ruthlessly strangled by the powerful spatial forces.
This was no longer an ordinary battlefield that anyone could intervene in!
The All-Knowing Magic Eye seemed to have lost all its strength and means.
It could only film those destroyed space landscapes from as far away as possible.
Using those shocking "scars" to indirectly prove the terrifying level of this battle.
Every severed meteorite wreck and every hideous spatial rift made the Blue Star audience's scalps tingle, deeply realizing that this was a battlefield beyond human reach.
Inside the dormitory, Ye Yao curled her lip and used her small hands to take turns giving several lolis rewarding headpats.
"It looks quite intimidating, but it doesn't feel as exciting as a fist-to-flesh fight."
But this shouldn't last much longer.
Both sides were fighting with all their might, unlike the previous passionate, teaching-style combat.
In this kind of fight, the outcome is decided in an instant.
Anyway, in the end, it will only be Fu Qi who takes the victory.
This wasn't because Ye Yao knew the ending of the script from Tu Sheng.
But because she decided the direction of the script herself.
As for the possibility of Fu Qi losing?
That was absolutely impossible.
Even if her uncle was disappointing, it didn't mean the niece was too.
Worst case, she'd put Fu Qi and Xia Lian at the same table and use an "Encouragement" to escort him straight to victory.
With her around, no alien creature could even think about killing one of her family members.
Professional Demon King protection; if one dies, it counts as a failed order!
What concerned Ye Yao more now was the Interstellar Overlord inside the Biological Warship.
And the Mysterious Newspaper-Reading Man quietly sharpening his knife at the Countermeasure Bureau headquarters.
If you don't make a move, how can Ye Ge make hers?
