I Have Infinite Skill Points

"Do you still have the face to mock me? Have you lived like a dog these past seven years? It took you seven years to master the Purple Flame Sword, and he did it in two months. If I were you, I would have already crashed into a wall and died," Wang Qianfeng quickly retorted.

"Me? I accepted my fate when Wang Lan learned the Flame Sword on the spot. Isn't it nice to live happily? Why compare yourself to a prodigy? Remember Mr. Haoyue? He insisted on competing with the Flame Emperor, and what happened in the end? His belief was shattered, and he's still in a state of seclusion."

At the martial arts competition arena, Wang Lan leaped forward, viciously plunging the twin Purple Flame Swords into Chang Shuangyue's shoulders. Chang Shuangyue seemed to have unparalleled confidence in his defense, a faint, cold smile curling his lips as he aimed a claw toward Wang Lan's shoulder.

PSCHT— Warm blood spurted, and both Wang Lan and Chang Shuangyue's movements halted.

In an instant, dozens of cameras swiftly changed angles, broadcasting this frozen moment to the thousands of households watching their TVs.

Chang Shuangyue's hand was only an inch from Wang Lan's shoulder, but Wang Lan's twin Flame Swords had already penetrated Chang Shuangyue's defenses, stabbing into his shoulders—entering from the front and protruding from the back.

"AH—"

"Fuck, that strike was sharp."

"I fuckin' didn't even see what happened! Who can explain this to me?"

"Explain my ass! Just watch the replay later. The Wolf King lives up to his name, still holding back a trump card. That purple flame... the legendary highest flame..."

"Upstairs, the legendary highest flame is the colorless flame, okay? Invisible and intangible, it kills in an instant."

"Can it still be called a flame if it's colorless and formless? Idiot!"

"You fuckin' moron? Flames are a manifestation of infrared radiation. Just because you can't see the color doesn't mean infrared radiation doesn't exist! How did you even pass middle school? Trying to argue with me?"

"I have a primary school diploma, and you're asking me about middle school? Is your brain damaged?"

"Big shot, I can't afford to offend you. I'm out!"

In an instant, Wang Lan retracted his Flame Sword and once again delivered a powerful Three Strengths in a Fist punch to Chang Shuangyue's chest.

BOOM—

With a loud bang, Chang Shuangyue's body was flung high, falling backward. Wang Lan, however, also grimaced in pain at that moment.

Damn it, every time I use Three Strengths in a Fist with all my might, my hand bones feel like they're shattering! What kind of freak was the ancient martial arts master who created this technique? Were their bones made of adamantium like Wolverine's?

BOOM— Chang Shuangyue's body crashed thunderously to the ground. Wang Lan immediately closed in, stepping on Chang Shuangyue's chest with one foot and pressing the Purple Flame Sword to his throat.

AN UPROAR—

"He won!"

"Wolf's might—"

"Wolf King's dominance—"

The audience members slowly rose to their feet, clapping and cheering.

This battle was a feast for their eyes, utterly thrilling. They had witnessed Chang Shuangyue's seemingly invincible posture firsthand, and Wang Lan's dazzling display of Star Martial Skills had gotten their blood boiling. Moreover, every moment of these thrilling fights was a brush with death. It wasn't like the last round, where a combatant who obviously could have finished with a final strike didn't, and there was so much pointless posturing before releasing Star Martial Skills that it just seemed fake.

But in the end, Wang Lan's demonstration of the Purple Flame Sword broke through Chang Shuangyue's invincible defense—truly a turnaround from the brink.

At this moment, with Chang Shuangyue's arms injured and the Wolf King's Purple Flame Sword pressed against Chang Shuangyue's throat, there was no further suspense as to who the champion of the Star Martial competition would be.

In the judges' box, after a few referees nodded to each other, one stood up.

"After deliberation by our panel of judges, the champion of the third season Star Martial championship finale is..."

BOOM—

A loud explosion suddenly erupted in the center of the ring. Chang Shuangyue unleashed a terrifying Star Energy Fluctuation that shattered the cement floor beneath him.

In that instant, a sense of crisis flooded Wang Lan.

Wang Lan retreated in the blink of an eye, narrowly dodging the lethal strike of Chang Shuangyue's approaching claw.

"I haven't lost... How could I possibly lose... I haven't lost yet—" Chang Shuangyue's expression twisted into something even more ferocious, the skin on his body gradually turning from crimson to an inky black, as if stained.

"You deserve to die... I am going to kill you—"

"Contestant Chang Shuangyue, our panel of judges has already made a decision regarding the outcome. Please abide by our decision."

"Abide by it, my ass! What do you know about fighting? What do you understand about Star Martial Warriors? Are Star Martial Skills mere combat techniques? There's only one standard for determining victory! The one who lives is the victor. The one who dies is the loser. This not only decides victory and defeat but also life and death!"

ROAR—

Suddenly, Chang Shuangyue tilted his head back and let out an earth-shattering roar. As he roared, sections of pitch-black carapace emerged all over his body. In almost an instant, Chang Shuangyue transformed from a man into an upright, insectoid monster.

"Come on with your Purple Flame Sword again... Try and see if it can break through my defense this time," Chang Shuangyue taunted with a cruel smile, raising his fist, now covered in sharp spikes.

"Magical Martial Artist!" Wang Lan shouted sternly. "Quickly evacuate the crowd! Everyone, evacuate!"

When Chang Shuangyue heard Wang Lan utter the term "Magical Martial Artist," he faltered for a moment, his expression drastically changing.

BOOM—

Wings sprouted from his back. He soared into the sky, breaking through the glass ceiling above and flying high into the air.

Meanwhile, the two people in Wang Qianfeng's office watching the live broadcast sprang up the moment they saw Chang Shuangyue's Demonization and rushed out the window, heading towards the Suzhou City TV station.

Wang Lan was stunned for half a second before his figure flashed, rushing towards the hole in the ceiling. He then turned into a fading afterimage, vanishing from everyone's sight.

All of this happened so quickly that everyone was left dumbfounded.

「On the internet, there was dead silence for about ten seconds.」

"Fuck, what just happened?"

"Why did they all run away? Chang Shuangyue, what was that? Did an armored warrior just transform?"

"Why don't you say it's a Beetlemon digivolving?"

"This might not be simple. Chang Shuangyue fled in panic after transforming, and the Wolf King didn't hesitate to chase after him. Maybe... there's big news coming."

"Damn, this is explosive, really explosive!"

"So, who is the champion then?"

"Duh, who else could it be? Definitely the Wolf King—"

After his Demonization, Chang Shuangyue had grown wings, which caused considerable trouble for Wang Lan's pursuit. Fortunately, perhaps due to his overly large size, Chang Shuangyue's flying speed wasn't too fast, and Wang Lan could faintly keep up from a distance.

Chang Shuangyue flew rapidly away from the scene of the disturbance towards the dense industrial zone. Between the city and the industrial area lay vast stretches of urban farmland.

Wang Lan had little Star Power left. Continuously using the Star Cloud Dance to travel, he could sustain it for at most another ten minutes. He didn't know when the Tianjian Bureau's reinforcements would arrive, and his cell phone was the only way to give his comrades his location. Therefore, Wang Lan had to cling tightly to Chang Shuangyue. If he lost him, finding him again would be incredibly difficult.

Do I have to use the Phoenix Form? I really don't want to.

Suddenly, a wave of energy emerged, indistinct in the pitch-black night, yet Wang Lan instinctively sensed danger.

The energy vanished as quickly as it had appeared. Chang Shuangyue, high in the sky, suddenly split in two and fell. Wang Lan abruptly halted. In the open field, a high-speed train sped by in the distance.

A gentle breeze brushed Wang Lan's cheeks. Far across the open fields, a humanoid Demon waited, its blood-red eyes fixed on him.

At its feet lay the neatly bisected corpse of Chang Shuangyue.

"Demon Clan!"

Wang Lan's heart clenched.

A successfully demonized Chang Shuangyue had strength at least at the mid-Star Cloud Stage, possibly even late-stage. Yet this being instantly split him in two. So, the Magical Martial Artists appearing in Suzhou City must be connected to this Demon!

Phoenix Form, activate!

The space between Wang Lan's eyebrows lit up instantly. The moment the red emblem appeared, he had already transformed into a streak of light, charging towards the Demon.

With a punch, his fist's energy scorched the blistering air, creating a bright red pillar of flame. But the opponent easily dodged it, leaped into the sky, and with a flicker, vanished in an instant.

Even in Phoenix Form, I couldn't stop him?

"Where do you think you're going!" A streak of light cut across the sky where the Demon had vanished, but ultimately, nothing was left behind. At that moment, two figures appeared before Wang Lan.

Wang Lan deactivated the Phoenix Form. Its activation this time had been brief. Coupled with his vastly improved physical constitution, he avoided embarrassing himself, though his limbs still felt a little weak.

"He Lao'er, that must have been a real member of the Demon Clan, right?" Wang Qianfeng asked lightly, looking towards the direction where the Demon had disappeared.

"It must have been. Even Wang Lan in his Phoenix Form couldn't capture that person..."

"Director Wang, Director He!" After recovering for a short while, Wang Lan approached the two and saluted.

"You did well to think of chasing after him immediately," Wang Qianfeng said, his expression as flat as ever, even when complimenting. To receive such praise from him was no small feat.

"Seeing the Magical Martial Artist transform, it was my duty as your subordinate to follow. However, the Magical Martial Artist was killed by a member of the Demon Clan, and I failed to prevent it in time. I am filled with guilt."

"Guilty, my ass! You've only been with the Tianjian Bureau for a few days?" He MingXue, who lacked Wang Qianfeng's stoicism, laughed and cursed. "We owe you one this time. If it had been his precious Xu Shiyun, that youngster might have been done for here."

"I caught a glimpse of that Demon from afar. He originally intended to kill you. But you decisively activated the Phoenix Form and counter-attacked. Realizing he couldn't dispose of you quickly, he fled. If anyone's to blame, it should be us for not rushing here faster, for being just a second too late. Sigh..."

"Director Wang, Director He, I suspect there's an organization leading these Magical Martial Artists. Their Demonization is likely related to the Demon Clan. There's a Demon Clan spy lurking in Suzhou City."

"You encountered Magical Martial Artists in the trial zone?"

"Yes! But I didn't realize it at the time, so I just thought he was an ordinary mutated Star Martial Warrior. It was only after discovering the Demon Clan base that the incident in the trial grounds was triggered."

"It seems the Demon Clan is plotting something big in the shadows!" Wang Qianfeng murmured to himself before looking up at Wang Lan. "The credit for discovering the Magical Martial Artist will go to you. But considering you have to go to school, involving you might not be appropriate..."

Wang Lan stepped forward, eagerly grasping Wang Qianfeng's arm. "Please let me be involved, even if it's just as an assistant!"

Now that I've stumbled upon the Demon Clan's activities, how could I possibly miss out?

Winning a Star Martial Championship battle only yields a few skill points and a handful of experience points. How can that compare to the rewards from thwarting a Demon Clan conspiracy and securing a victory for humanity?

If I really miss this because of school, I'll probably cry myself to sleep with regret!

"You're still young. Your education should be your priority."

"Director Wang, I could actually take a leave of absence from school."

"Nonsense! In the Tianjian Bureau, who isn't a graduate of a prestigious school? If you take a leave of absence, give me back your uniform! Also, I'm giving you a mission right now: you must get into one of the top four Star Martial Academies. If you don't, I'll personally thrash you!"

A notification suddenly chimed in his mind: *"Successfully completed the Star Martial Championship and earned your first championship title. Reward: 5,000 Experience Points, 500 Skill Points."*