I Have Infinite Skill Points

A plume of thick smoke, like a dragon, burst from the dust, retreating to the edge of the arena.

Chang Shuangyue's skin had turned crimson, his muscles swelling as if inflated. His face was contorted in ferocity, veins bulging.

Dust filled the arena stage, where Chang Shuangyue's ruthless eyes coldly stared into the swirling motes.

Suddenly, a cyan silhouette shot out from the top of the dust cloud. Hu Qing's slender form became a streak of light, piercing through the dust and instantly appearing above Chang Shuangyue.

Hu Qing's entire arm was now covered in a layer of grayish-white rock.

The rock covering his arm, while providing protection, also increased the power of his fist. However, this type of enhancement wasn't particularly effective. How could a layer of rock, no matter how thick, compare to the metal armor of a Gold Attribute Star Martial Warrior?

Hu Qing descended from the sky, his fist viciously striking Chang Shuangyue's chest.

THUD—

A muffled sound echoed as a ripple, visible to the naked eye, instantly spread out from Hu Qing's fist.

Wang Lan's eyes lit up at the sight.

"Gravity Fist!"

"It's definitely Gravity Fist! Hu Qing really hid his strength well, mastering such an advanced application of Earth Attribute Star Martial Skills." Backstage, the expressions of the four remaining competitors filled with astonishment.

The Earth Attribute was weaker in both defense and offense compared to the Gold Attribute, but it possessed one characteristic the Gold Attribute lacked: control over the Law of Gravity. Any object with mass should possess gravitational force; the greater the mass, the stronger the force.

Yet, in the world of Star Martial Warriors, this principle was particularly special. Logically, metal has a much greater mass than earth, yet paradoxically, only the Earth Attribute could derive control over gravity and manifest it as the Gravity Fist. Currently, there is no precedent for the Gold Attribute to derive control over gravity.

If Hu Qing could use the Gravity Fist, his damage output would exceed the limits of common sense. Destroying a tank with a single punch would no longer be an impossibility.

BOOM—

With a colossal impact from Hu Qing's Gravity Fist, Chang Shuangyue was thrown backward, crashing onto the arena. The dust beneath him billowed up once more.

"GRAAAH—" The grayish rock covering Hu Qing's arm suddenly turned an even deeper cyan, as Spirit Power Fluctuations surged wildly from his body.

"BOOM—"

Another loud BOOM, and under a ripple of air, the concrete arena beneath Chang Shuangyue shattered and cracked. The entire section of the stage collapsed under the force of Hu Qing's fist.

The audience present gaped in shock.

Smashing a five-meter-wide crater into the concrete arena... just how much force did that punch carry?

Not only the audience but also the judges and the host, fell into a brief, stunned silence.

The viewers watching the live broadcast were the first to react.

"Holy moly, Hu Qing is truly a wolf in sheep's clothing, isn't he?"

"Let me calculate... the concrete arena is one meter thick, and its hardness is... what was it again?"

"Stop kidding, commenter above! Smashing such a huge hole in the concrete arena? That's definitely rocket-launcher level power!"

"Exactly! That punch wouldn't just flatten a person; even a tank would be turned into a pancake!"

"If that punch hit me, I swear I'd become one with the good earth."

"Flattened into a paste, the kind you can't scrape off."

The live broadcast's comment section exploded.

Hu Qing, drenched in sweat and panting, climbed off Chang Shuangyue. Looking down at the motionless Chang Shuangyue, Hu Qing revealed a victorious smile.

"I told you I'd win." Hu Qing turned and gave the host a meaningful look.

"Ahem..." The host cleared his throat. "Absolutely shocking! Who would have expected contestant Hu Qing to hide such a powerful Star Martial Skill? At the most critical moment, he delivered a stunning match! Chang Shuangyue is down and hasn't moved. I hereby announce... Wait! Contestant Chang Shuangyue is getting back up!"

"What?" Hu Qing whirled around. Indeed, Chang Shuangyue was slowly rising, his eyes bloodshot.

"Damn it, is he even human?"

"I thought it was a miracle he wasn't flattened, but this monster can still stand? I suggest we take him to the Scientific Research Institute immediately for dissection and study!"

"Are you kidding? The academicians from the Scientific Research Institute are already on their way!"

How... is this possible... Hu Qing stared in disbelief at Chang Shuangyue, who was once again standing before him.

That was the Gravity Fist, the Gravity Fist he'd unleashed with all his might! With that punch, he had once killed an Exotic Beast leader at the Star Cloud Stage.

Even an armored tank couldn't withstand that punch!

"Hu Qing, surrender quickly! You're out of Star Power!" Wang Lan suddenly shouted from backstage.

"No! I can't surrender! I can't lose!" Hu Qing snapped back to reality, barely mustering his Star Power. His arm once again flashed with a cyan light.

But this time, he gathered his Star Power too slowly—agonizingly slow, slower even than someone who had just awakened their Star Martial Talent.

Before he could fully execute his Star Martial Skill, Chang Shuangyue raised a hand and viciously slapped at Hu Qing's cheek.

Hu Qing's expression changed. He was about to dodge when a sudden, sharp pain shot through his foot, causing his body to freeze for a second.

BANG—

Chang Shuangyue's hand viciously struck Hu Qing's face, sending him flying backward like a swatted insect.

He hit the ground and rolled for over ten meters before coming to a halt.

His mind was a blur. Hu Qing struggled to clear his head as consciousness slowly returned. Just as he was about to get up, Chang Shuangyue was already beside him.

A ferocious sneer on his face, Chang Shuangyue stomped on Hu Qing's back.

"AAARGH—"

Chang Shuangyue instantly raised his massive fist and hammered it down onto the back of Hu Qing's head.

BOOM—

With another loud BOOM, Hu Qing's face slammed hard against the concrete floor. The floor cracked beneath him as the brutal impact instantly plunged Hu Qing into unconsciousness.

"Hu Qing has lost!"

Backstage, Xing Feng crossed his arms and sighed deeply. "Hu Qing had the strength to contend for the championship. Unfortunately, he encountered Chang Shuangyue, that monster."

"Yeah, to withstand such a powerful Gravity Fist... Is he even human?"

Everyone had assumed Chang Shuangyue would stop after that punch, but unexpectedly, he swung his fist again.

BOOM—

This punch jolted Hu Qing from unconsciousness. But it was merely a flicker of awareness; his consciousness sank even deeper into obscurity.

"Chang Shuangyue, what are you doing? You've already won!" Wang Lan shouted, leaping up from backstage.

"Won? This guy hasn't admitted defeat, has he? As long as he hasn't conceded, I'll keep hitting."

With one foot on Hu Qing's back, Chang Shuangyue relentlessly rained punches down on the back of Hu Qing's head, one after another, without a moment's hesitation.

The bloody scene made many in the audience turn their faces away, unable to bear watching.

Hu Qing's face was now a bloody, unrecognizable mess, the concrete beneath him stained crimson.

His consciousness seemed to drift into an endless descent. The last image that formed in his mind was his sister's once joyful, lovely face.

Feifei... I'm sorry... Your brother lost...

"Stop it! Are you trying to kill him?" Wang Lan shouted again.

"Contestant Chang Shuangyue, please stop!" The host, finally reacting, rushed to intervene.

Yet Chang Shuangyue still held his fist high, poised to strike.

"If contestant Chang Shuangyue continues to attack contestant Hu Qing, your qualification to compete will be revoked!"

The fist froze, hovering inches above Hu Qing's head.

The entire scene was clearly transmitted to every viewer watching the broadcast. However, the camera used a long shot, so the audience wasn't shown the gruesome details.

But even without seeing the specifics, they were terrified by Chang Shuangyue's brutality.

Each punch resonated throughout the venue, and every audible THUD seemed to strike at the viewers' hearts.

"That's too cruel..."

"But it's very real, isn't it? This is a true battle between Star Martial Warriors—striking hard, showing no mercy, eliminating the enemy without giving them any chance to turn the tables."

"But this is a competition! Is he really going to kill someone?"

"Hu Qing was clearly unconscious after the first of those follow-up punches. Moreover, none of those blows were necessary. By the time Chang Shuangyue stepped on Hu Qing's back, Hu Qing had already lost. According to the rules, in a real combat scenario, Hu Qing would be considered dead. So Chang Shuangyue had no reason to be so vicious."

"But what Chang Shuangyue did isn't technically against the rules. He's just too ruthless. Even if he wins the championship, he'll only be seen as a villain."

"I feel so sorry for Hu Qing... He's so thin—"

"To the commenter above, I'm pitiful too, even thinner than Hu Qing! Seeking a sugar parent!"

Hu Qing was carried away. Wang Lan quickly rushed out from backstage to reach him.

When Wang Lan saw Hu Qing, he could hardly recognize him. Hu Qing looked like a bloody heap of flesh.

"Contestant Wolf, please step aside! We need to get him to a Medical Star Martial Warrior for treatment immediately. He's severely injured; any further delay and it'll be too late!"

"I'm also a Medical Star Martial Warrior." Wang Lan pressed his hand onto Hu Qing's face. He couldn't worry about causing more pain now; survival was paramount.

Hu Qing's fatal injuries were to his head. Chang Shuangyue's relentless punches had fractured his skull. If not for a Star Martial Warrior's superhuman vitality, Hu Qing would already be dead.

As Wang Lan's Star Power surged, Hu Qing's mangled features rapidly began to reform. The shattered skull knitted back together, and even the severely damaged brain tissue quickly healed under the influence of the Star Power.

When it came to Medical Star Martial Techniques, Wang Lan's healing abilities were undeniably on a cheat-like, BUG level.

In just over ten seconds, Hu Qing looked much better, aside from being covered in blood. However, while the fatal head injury was being addressed, his body still bore numerous other wounds.

Just as Wang Lan was about to continue the treatment, an announcement boomed from the main stage.

"Contestant Wolf and Contestant Wu Xiao, please come to the stage—"

"Hu Qing, wait for me. I'll be right back." Not knowing if Hu Qing could even hear him, Wang Lan hurriedly ran backstage, washed his hands, and then rushed to the stage.

"Should we take him to the medical room?"

"Yes, let's get him there... He's covered in blood; he needs to be cleaned up at the very least."

Amidst the cheers of the crowd and the intense BGM, Wang Lan walked onto the stage to face Wu Xiao.

"Dear audience members! The second match of our top-seven contest is about to begin! I know you've all been eagerly awaiting this, haven't you? That's right! Our second match features the most popular and mysterious contestant of this third season's Star Martial Contest—Wolf! He became famous worldwide after a stunning performance in the preliminaries..."

"Ahem... Host, could you please speed things up? I'm on a tight schedule," Wang Lan interjected with a light cough, interrupting the host's enthusiastic speech.