Super Gene Ⅱ: Evolution-Chapter 645 Terrifying Blade Technique

Sha Qianchou naturally recognized Evil Qianchun, as he had once taken the entrance examination for the Supreme Academy with him.

Resultantly, Evil Qianchun was admitted, but he was not.

However, Sha Qianchou’s failure to be admitted didn’t mean he lacked ability, but rather that he was genuinely unlucky and had a propensity for seeking trouble.

Even though he was there to take the test, Sha Qianchou couldn’t keep himself out of trouble. The day before the test, he teleported to a resource planet on Chonggao Star to hunt alien creatures and ended up getting injured. During the test, he couldn’t perform well and was directly eliminated.

Evil Qianchun and Sha Qianchou were both friends and foes, having gotten to know each other through fights. Although they stopped fighting later, they still felt the need to compete in everything.

Both agreed to take the examination for the Supreme Academy, but Sha Qianchou did not pass and for this, he was often the object of ridicule by Evil Qianchun.

When Sha Qianchou turned and saw him, he knew that scoundrel was deliberately trying to annoy him.

"The universe is filled with strong individuals, and Supreme Academy is the cream of the crop, so how come no one can score above 3.5? Oh, now I remember—there’s a rumor that the academy’s strongest, Di Esi, was bullied by someone and couldn’t even block a single finger." Sha Qianchou feigned pity, "Oh dear... The top student of the academy lost so miserably, that must have been an act, right? Does Supreme Academy teach acting now?"

Rumors are like that, changing as they spread. Now the message that has spread from Supreme Academy has many versions, one of which is that Lin Shen stunned Di Esi with a single finger.

Sha Qianchou also knew these rumors were not credible, but he deliberately chose this one to discuss, just to disgust Evil Qianchun.

However, surprisingly, Evil Qianchun didn’t argue back at Sha Qianchou but merely said, "Lin Shen is a leader of the Celestial Race, an extraordinary person; losing to him is no disgrace. Some people wish they could lose to Lin Shen but don’t even have the chance."

"We aren’t accustomed to losing, but if those coming from the Supreme Academy like to lose, then let them lose. We’re here to win." Sha Qianchou was full of confidence in Sha Qianpo and never thought that Sha Qianpo’s Blade Technique score would be lower than 3.5.

"Then let’s wait and see," Evil Qianchun replied with a sneer.

Evil Qianchun, who was ahead in line, entered the Chiyou Temple and was teleported to the Star of Arms ahead of Sha Qianchou.

There are many large Chiyou Temples on the Star of Arms, and each small temple corresponds to a different Chiyou Temple, with people teleported in from the same small temple arriving in the same Chiyou Temple.

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After selecting his Blade Talent, Evil Qianchun didn’t rush to compete for ranking but chose to wait for Sha Qianchou and Sha Qianpo to arrive.

After a good while, the two who were ranked later arrived.

Both Sha Qianchou and Sha Qianpo chose Blade Talent, and after making their selection, Sha Qianpo directly chose to have his Blade Technique scored by the temple’s statue.

Those ahead already knew Sha Qianpo was aiming to challenge the rankings, so nobody tried to battle him over it, all waiting to see how many points he would score and whether he could exceed Fist God’s score of 3.5.

Sha Qianpo took the blade handed over from Sha Qianchou and began demonstrating his Blade Technique.

With just his starting stance, those watching felt a murderous aura assailing them, as if under the illusion that Sha Qianpo’s blade in his hand was chopping at them.

Certain individuals with weaker wills began unconsciously to step back.

As Sha Qianpo’s Blade Technique unfolded, the aura of deadly menace grew stronger with each strike, conveying the impression of a lethal attack. Purely through demonstrating his technique, he managed to evoke the sensation of a bloody stench wafting towards the onlookers.

Although Evil Qianchun didn’t get along with Sha Qianchou, witnessing Sha Qianpo’s Blade Technique, he couldn’t help but be inwardly alarmed: "Sha Qianpo’s Blade Technique is incredibly murderous; just its aura is enough to break the average person’s will to fight. No wonder back then Sha Qianpo could single-handedly fend off the Rotating Battles from many masters of the blade. If I had been born a few years earlier and participated in those duels, I likely wouldn’t have been a match for him. Damn it, it looks like I’ve really been outwitted by that bastard Sha Qianchou. Can’t help it—who would expect him to have such a formidable elder brother? With such a Blade Technique, surely he must score higher than 3.5."

After Sha Qianpo demonstrated his blade technique, those who watched felt a chill in their hearts and spines, and many believed that such a terrifying swordplay was bound to seize the first place.

However, when the scores on the ranking board appeared, everyone was dumbfounded.

Sha Qianpo’s name showed up in the second place of the Blade Rankings with a score of only 2.9 behind him, unexpectedly falling short of reaching 3 points, let alone surpassing the Fist God at the top.

"Impossible, how could such a blade technique only get a score of 2.9?"

"No way, that horrific blade technique got a mere 2.9, so just how strong is the Fist God’s technique that scored 3.5?"

"I really want to see the Fist God’s blade technique with my own eyes."

"Have you ever considered this? The name ’Fist God’ is definitely a pseudonym. But since he’s using the name ’Fist God,’ it shows he must be extremely confident in his punching skills, which must also be incredibly powerful. If that’s true, then the blade technique might not even be his strongest suit, and yet, he still occupies the seat of the Blade King; that’s just outrageous." Explore more adventures at novelbuddy

"Your words make sense. It’s just a pity that in this Hundred Arms Rankings, there aren’t any rankings for hand-to-hand combat. Otherwise, we could have known just how profound the Fist God’s martial arts really are."

"If even Sha Qianpo’s blade technique can’t reach 3 points, then what on earth would a blade technique with a full score be like?"

Hearing the discussions around him, Evil Qianchun surprisingly didn’t mock them and didn’t even say a word.

Only those who truly understood knew how terrifying Sha Qianpo’s blade technique was; he felt utterly unqualified to mock Sha Qianpo’s blade skill, so he kept his silence.

"Big brother..." Sha Qianchou looked towards Sha Qianpo, wanting to say something, but Sha Qianpo gestured with his hand to stop him. Then, Sha Qianpo chose to perform his blade technique again, asking for another evaluation from the statue.

But this time, Sha Qianchou cast aside the blade in his hand and grasped the Tiger Soul Blade he always carried, his eyes filled with seriousness.

"Watch closely, this is my big brother’s true strength." Although Evil Qianchun had said nothing, Sha Qianchou still felt as if his face had been slapped; he couldn’t help but speak to Evil Qianchun.

"Your big brother has an even more powerful blade technique?" Evil Qianchun exclaimed in astonishment.

To tell the truth, he had already been amazed by Sha Qianpo’s blade technique just now and had not expected that it wasn’t even Sha Qianpo’s strongest.

Sha Qianchou proudly said, "That Murderous Blade technique was just what my big brother used to practice. What he’s demonstrating now is his current blade technique."

Hearing Sha Qianchou say that, Evil Qianchun became even more curious, his gaze locked onto Sha Qianpo, afraid of missing anything.

Sha Qianpo stood with the sword sheath in his hand, and before he even drew the blade, the murderous aura emanating from him already made people shiver with dread.

At the moment Sha Qianpo drew his sword, everyone involuntarily took a step back, the terrifying momentum that soared skywards was enough to stir one’s soul.

Everyone felt as if a ferocious tiger drenched in blood and carrying a storm was charging at them, ready to tear them apart; the intensity of the sword’s momentum was staggering.

"Ah... puuh..." A spectator suddenly stepped back a few paces, bumping into someone behind him, spewing fresh blood from his mouth, his face turning ashen as he collapsed to the ground, his eyes bulging to their limits, staring fixedly at the sky.

"This person is dead... He was scared to death..." The crowd was greatly shocked; the intensity of Sha Qianpo’s sword momentum had reached such a level.