Chapter 241: Chapter 237: Surging Undercurrents [1]
Xuanqing was utterly baffled.
Then, with a wave of his sleeve, specks of starlight coalesced, forming a rotating Yin Yang Fish pattern.
A series of images flickered within it.
Suddenly, however, the Yin Yang Fish pattern shattered, and Xuanqing froze.
Even the light radiating from his body dimd slightly.
’Since the anomaly appeared, the Destiny Trajectory has not only deviated severely, but it has also been shrouded in a fog, making it nearly impossible to scry.
Still, so traces remain.
I just didn’t expect the will of the world to have preserved the imprints of *them*...’
...
「At the sa ti, across the Earth Star World.」
The Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy, which had been gradually growing denser, was now increasing at an astonishing, almost absurd, rate.
The most imdiate and visible effect of this surge in Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy was the astonishing rate at which plant life began to grow.
Flowers, grass, and trees seed to have been injected with boundless vitality. Small shrubs grew into dense groves overnight, and the trees lining the roads beca so lush they resembled massive green canopies.
And this was just in populated areas. In the untouched prival forests, the phenonon was even more extre.
Trees hundreds of ters tall beca commonplace, their massive trunks easily able to support the weight of several people.
Even the smoggy air, a product of industrial developnt and pollution, was cleansed.
But the changes to the environnt paled in comparison to the changes in living creatures.
So creatures began to grow as if they had been fed steroids, their appearances changing daily until they reached two or three tis their original size.
Humans didn’t grow larger, but nourished by the dense Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy, many who were terminally ill saw their health drastically improve, so even showing signs of a full recovery. Everyone’s physical constitution was constantly getting better.
Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy was like a panacea, giving the entire world a sense of thriving prosperity.
But the greatest beneficiaries were a few lucky individuals, favored by fate itself.
...
「Qirong City, Teacher’s University.」
Inside a massive, bright, and spacious training room, various pieces of professional fighting training equipnt were arranged in the corners.
Heavy punching bags hung from the ceiling, the texture of their leather surfaces clearly visible.
Neat rows of dumbbells and barbells glead with a tallic luster under the lights.
At this mont, everyone in the training room was gathered in the center.
In the middle of the room stood a square fighting ring, its blue ropes sturdy and conspicuous.
Two figures stood inside, facing each other.
"Fuck it, stop waiting and fight already!"
"Who do you think will win? My money’s on Pei Yan. He was a star athlete, and now he’s a top candidate for a spot as a Shexin Sect disciple."
"Yeah, that Li Yi guy seems pretty average. Just look at their builds, they’re not even in the sa league. This’ll be a total blowout. Still, it takes guts to even get in the ring with him. Props for that, he’s got balls."
Seeing the standoff, the crowd below began to jeer and shout.
Clearly, no one was betting on Li Yi.
"Our Shen University Beauty sure is popular. I’m so jealous! Ugh, I wish a guy would fight a duel for
soday!"
In a corner below the ring, a tall girl and a short girl stood side by side.
The speaker was the shorter girl on the left. She had black, shoulder-length hair and was wearing a white cotton T-shirt with a cute cartoon on it, paired with a slightly pleated blue denim miniskirt that showed off her slender legs.
A thin black leather belt cinched her waist, serving as both an accessory and a way to highlight her slender figure.
Combined with her slightly chubby cheeks, she looked incredibly playful and cute.
Right now, she was turning to the tall girl beside her, tugging on her sleeve and whispering.
The girl wore a white dress, her smooth hair tied back in a ponytail. Her fair skin was like fine porcelain, and her facial features were soft yet well-defined.
Her willow-thin eyebrows arched slightly like two crescent moons, giving her an air of faint, cool detachnt as she stood there.
Hearing her best friend’s teasing tone, a slight smile played on her lips.
"Oh, really? I wonder who it was that got confessed to downstairs just yesterday and was so scared she didn’t even dare to leave her room. She even made
go get her food!"
"Hey! You’re so an!"
Li Yi ignored the voices from the crowd.
"Pei Yan, it’s not what you think between Shen Qinghan and . This is all a misunderstanding!"
"She just doesn’t like you, and she’s using
as an excuse to turn you down. Can’t you see that?"
He pushed his black-frad glasses up the bridge of his nose, his gaze fixed on the figure before him as he spoke with a frown.
The young man was sturdily built, with a muscular physique and a crew cut. He wore a black tank top that revealed thick, well-defined arms.
Li Yi, in contrast, while a bit more solid than he used to be, was no match for his opponent in terms of sheer size.
Hearing this, Pei Yan glanced down at Shen Qinghan, only to see her staring intently at Li Yi.
At this sight, his expression darkened. Flas of jealousy ignited in his heart, and he sneered.
"Cut the crap. I just don’t like you. You’ve got the balls to do it but not to admit it? Stop running your mouth. Today, I’m going to let Qing Han see what kind of coward you really are. Eat this!"
The mont the words left his mouth, he charged. Just as he closed the distance to Li Yi, he threw a vicious punch.
The punch whistled through the air like a cannonball, heading straight for Li Yi’s face.
A cold glint appeared in Pei Yan’s eyes.
He hadn’t held back at all. A single hit from this punch would likely send his opponent flying.
Seeing this, Li Yi’s eyes sharpened, and he raised his arm to block.
With a muffled THUD, his palm t the fist in mid-air.
"Huh? You..."
Pei Yan’s expression changed. He felt as if his fist had been caught in an iron vise; no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn’t budge it an inch.
’How is this possible?’
’He knew his own strength. With power approaching the Golden Fist Level, there was no way his opponent should have been able to block it!’
’And yet, the guy had caught his fist just by casually raising a hand.’
"ARGH!"
Shocked but not stopping, he let out a low roar, bent his body to gather power, and aid a vicious kick at Li Yi’s abdon.
But Li Yi was faster.
He struck second but landed first, his foot lashing out like lightning and connecting squarely with Pei Yan’s stomach.
The crowd saw only a flash of an afterimage, followed by a dull THUD.
Faintly, they could also hear the sharp CRACK of breaking bones.
"Guh... UGH!"
Pei Yan’s body convulsed, and he instantly doubled over like a shrimp.
His face turned beet red, like an overripe tomato. His eyes bulged, looking as if they might pop out of their sockets.
Thick veins bulged on his neck like writhing earthworms.
His mouth hung open, trying to scream, but only pained groans escaped as saliva dribbled uncontrollably from the corner of his lips.
He collapsed to the ground, completely unable to get back up.
SLAM!
However, Li Yi wasn’t finished. He reached down, grabbed Pei Yan’s head, and began smashing it into the floor of the ring.
He slamd it down three tis.
Blood splattered, staining his white shirt and the corners of his eyes crimson.
He only stopped when Pei Yan was on the verge of death.
He straightened up and scanned the room.
His appearance was utterly terrifying, sending a chill down the spine of everyone who looked at him.
The jeering crowd around the ring was stunned into absolute silence by the sudden, brutal turn of events.
They involuntarily took a few steps back, putting distance between themselves and the ring.
It was as if Li Yi were so kind of terrifying monster.
"GASP! Li Yi, you’re actually a Qi Blood Realm Secret Martial Artist!"
Just then, soone in the crowd, having seemingly realized sothing, couldn’t help but cry out in shock.
Hearing this, the crowd stared at Li Yi with even greater astonishnt.
Ever since information about Secret Martial Artists and the Black Blood Species was released six months ago, various Schools had begun to mass-produce Secret Martial Artists.
To facilitate this, curriculums were even changed. Starting in elentary school, lessons about Secret Martial Artists and the Black Blood Species were added.
In middle school, in addition to arts and sciences, a martial track was added—a course, as the na suggests, for teaching Qi and Blood Secret Martial Arts.
Universities, of course, had them as well.
However, there was a prerequisite: one had to reach a certain level of physical fitness and proficiency in Fighting Techniques to even be considered.
Although the existence of Secret Martial Artists was now public knowledge, and so had even perford a Manifestation of the Saint for all to see...
...the Schools still held power, and control over their respective Limit-Breaking Techniques—their Pile Skills—was extrely strict. Leaking them was absolutely forbidden.
Any Secret Martial Artist caught teaching a technique privately would face a death sentence.
As the Local Emperor of its region, a School’s power often surpassed that of the local governnt. Dealing with anyone they pleased was all too easy.
In the past six months, more than a few Secret Martial Artists had tried to defy this rule. None of them t a good end.
Of course, where there was money, there were people willing to take risks. But those who did usually only managed to obtain a handwritten copy of a Cultivation Technique. Without a sufficiently strong physique, they couldn’t even refine their Qi and Blood, and they had no one to guide them.
On the other hand, by joining a dojo run by a School or enrolling in a university’s martial program, not only could you obtain a genuine Limit-Breaking Technique, but you would also receive expert guidance.
The difference between the two was night and day.
Even so, after six months, aside from those who already had a background in Fighting Techniques and possessed a strong physique...
...very few of the notoriously unfit university students—who spent their days studying, playing on their phones, and avoiding exercise—had managed to refine their Qi Blood Power.
The vast majority were still in the stage of practicing fighting and strengthening their bodies.
And yet, this Li Yi had actually beco a Qi Blood Realm Secret Martial Artist.
It was simply unbelievable.
Li Yi didn’t react much to the shocked and disbelieving stares from the crowd.
He took off his black-frad glasses, pulled out a tissue, wiped the bloodstains from the lenses, and put them back on.
Then, he stepped down from the ring and walked toward Shen Qinghan.
Seeing him approach, the shorter girl furtively tugged on Shen Qinghan’s sleeve.
"Wow, he’s coming over! Don’t tell
he’s going to confess to you?"
Shen Qinghan didn’t reply. As Li Yi approached, a hint of apology flickered across her face.
"Li Yi, are you okay? I’m so sorry. I didn’t an to cause you so much troub—"
SLAP!
Before Shen Qinghan could finish, a clear, five-fingered handprint appeared on her fair cheek.
The force of the blow knocked her off her feet, sending her stumbling to the ground.
"You know you caused trouble? If you knew it was trouble, why didn’t you step up and explain things sooner?
Next ti you don’t like soone, do
a fucking favor and reject them to their face.
Don’t use soone else as your shield. If I hadn’t been strong enough today, I’d be the one lying broken on that ring. And what the hell did I do to deserve that?"
Li Yi said coldly, his eyes completely devoid of any pity for the beautiful girl before him.
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