In the midst of anticipation and fear, the final day of the Martial Arts Examination had arrived for the newly admitted disciples.
Ai Changyuan wasn't an early riser. When he opened his eyes, he could faintly hear other disciples rushing to the competition site from outside his room.
He had always maintained a regular routine and quickly regained consciousness. After a simple rinse, Ai Changyuan took an apple from his Storage Bag and took a bite. This fruit, rich in pure Spiritual Power, was even more potent than most starchy als if used rely to sate hunger. After breakfast, he pushed open the door and walked out of his bedroom.
Jiongli was located in the southern part of Shenzhou, with a climate milder compared to the Split Peak Island in the West Sea Northern Domain. After squinting in the rising winter sun for a mont, he strode towards the competition site.
"Hey, didn't you plan to ask a few questions upon seeing ?"
A voice suddenly erged from a backdrop, stopping Ai Changyuan.
The youth paused, "Oh, you're here."
Hu Jianhao, with his head lowered and body slightly trembling, said, "You this person... we haven't spoken in days, and today I specifically stood at your door. You didn't even react at all?"
"I didn't notice."
"You this person... really just like your ancestors... indifferent to others..."
Ai Changyuan fiddled with his apple in his left hand, contemplating to the side, "You waited at my door all night... sorry, the customs of Split Peak are fierce, indulging no such male courtesies."
Hu Jianhao's eyelids twitched as he held back from lashing out, "You... You can defeat Wang Qi, right?"
"That's none of your business. If he challenges , I will give it my all."
Hu Jianhao roared, "How could it not concern !"
This is... "my" collective honor! This is my reliance in my future Seeker of Seeking Dao!
"'Only if this guy defeats Wang Qi and I defeat Wu Shiqin, can we create a scenario where Xin Yue's best is inferior to Langde's best, and Xin Yue's second-best is also inferior to Langde's second-best.' That's your plan, right?"
Ai Changyuan suddenly asked.
Hu Jianhao, embarrassed and angry at his thoughts being revealed, retorted, "So what if it is?"
Ai Changyuan shook his head, ready to turn and leave, "You this guy, actually looking for confidence in victory from ? Haha, ridiculous."
"What did you say?" Hu Jianhao grabbed Ai Changyuan by the collar, "Am I not confident against that Wu Shiqin?"
Ai Changyuan, held back and unable to move, used the force from his lungs and chest to push Hu Jianhao away, "Step back. Kun Zhongxuan could defeat Wu Shiqin because their Cultivation Techniques were antagonistic, while 'Heavenly Song' specifically counters you."
Within the four Heavenly Elent formations of the Heavenly Song Group, the second transforms light into electromagnetic waves. This embodies the entire electromagnetic phenonon within the Heavenly Elent Group, leading to the Carefree Great Cultivator, Mai Siwei, being fad for 'All Laws Return to One,' particularly able to counter all light, electricity, and magnetic ntal thods.
Moreover, Wu Shiqin's strength surpassed Hu Jianhao's intelligence from yesterday. When he confronted Ai Changyuan yesterday and outdid his own limits to perform "Lieque's lasting tremors throughout eternity," it was indeed terrifying.
Hu Jianhao wanted to say sothing more, struggled twice, then finally hung his head, "Indeed..."
"I've told you before, my victory or defeat has nothing to do with you. It's unreasonable for it to give you confidence or increase your Cultivation by the slightest." Ai Changyuan patted his chest as if knocking off dust and then headed towards the arena without looking back, leaving Hu Jianhao alone in despair.
Hu Jianhao was about to hide his near-tearful expression and followed. At that mont, Ai Changyuan's voice drifted from afar: "One last piece of advice for you. In the Immortal Alliance, being adept in social maneuvering or controlling public opinion is useless. Those good at fighting or speaking have no use in the domain of Modern law. If you really aspire to the Supre Dao, it's best you be a pure—Seeker of Seeking Dao."
When Ai Changyuan reached the site, Wang Qi was already there, though his spirit was not at all robust.
The young man, languid in spirit, leaned against a landscape tree. He hadn't eaten breakfast yet, a cooling bean paste bun hanging from his mouth, unable to bite into it, continually nodding his head, completely sleepy.
"What... what's wrong with him?"
Wu Fan's mouth twitched slightly. Logically, after knowing Wang Qi for so long, he should have grown accustod to Wang Qi's bizarre behaviors, but... God, this guy really knows no limits in seeking trouble! Does he not realize there's a tough fight today?
Zhen Chan, seemingly resigned to explain Wang Qi's erratic behavior, sighed leisurely, "Got into trouble with fire again. He wanted to calculate a Sword Technique that could counter the Sky Collapsing Palm yesterday, and the more he calculated, the more engrossed he beca, until... it ended up like this."
"This is putting the cart before the horse!"
"Don't put it that way..." Wang Qi spoke weakly, "Exploring Mathematics... once you start calculating, you must be prepared to go blind in one eye without stopping..."
"Senior Ou didn't expect it to end so badly when he did that thing, did he!"
The Carefree Practitioner of the Wanfa Sect, Ouna, had once bet on calculating the trajectory of the Heavenly Star during his youth. At that ti, Cultivators' understanding of gravity, chanics, or Calculus wasn't as developed as now, making the precise trajectory of the stars imnsely complex. Ouna calculated for three days, suffered from Deviation, and destroyed one of his eyes. However, the result he calculated was extrely terrifying. Even the Calculation King, Gao Si, admitted it would take him over half a month to reach that point.
"I believe... my feelings are exactly the sa as Senior Ou... close one eye and open it, and the formula is out, haha... close one eye and don't open it, that's Senior Ou, haha..."
"You seem to be saying sothing very inappropriate! If Senior Ou hears this, you're dood!"
"Trust , he'll just triumphantly say 'my Dao is not alone...' The sentint of the Wanfa Sect... that feeling of continuous inspiration flowing in your brain, the joy of the world's most beautiful things being portrayed by oneself... can't even sleep if you wanted to!"
Wang Qi truly wasn't lying. Last night, he indeed intended to integrate just a hint of mathematical reasoning into his Sword Technique and then to let it go. However, whether it was the Spirit Treasure Fractal Map that made his thoughts more agile or not, the scholar felt inspiration flowing like a spring. Seeing those exquisite formulas appearing before him, he just couldn't bear to stop.
Wu Fan was sowhat exasperated, "What are you talking about! Aren't you supposed to fight Ai Changyuan today?"
Wang Qi waved his hand casually, "Stop talking nonsense, it's already like this. When the ti cos, I'll just fight."
"You clearly care about winning!"
Wang Qi shook his head and finally took a bite of the bun, "Before I am a person who seeks victory, I am first and foremost... a Seeker of Seeking Dao."
As a Seeker of Seeking Dao, how could he stop when he had received inspiration towards the Great Dao!
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