Era of Magic and Martial Arts

Chapter 409 - 393: Can I Cross the Icy Path?

Below the stage, the tide of sound surged, and Feng Mu seemed to be affected as well, grinning to reveal a mouthful of sharp white teeth:

"The Martial Arts Joint Examination sure puts on a grand show, but alas, in this world, has anything ever been truly immortal? Even steel will one day rust, so how can a mere school’s stone tablet dare to boast of eternal remembrance?"

In the previous life, perhaps some things would live eternally in people’s hearts, but in this life...

Gong Qi perked up his ears. Even amidst the tumultuous noise that rolled like waves, he could accurately capture every word Feng Mu uttered.

He liked listening to his junior brother talk. In private, he even secretly compiled a book titled "Junior Brother’s Classic Quotes," and it was already filled up with notes on half of it.

He was planning that once the book was full, he would trade it with Hong Ya for a treasured item he had coveted for a long time.

In Hong Ya’s "Three-No·Laboratory Workshop," there was a peculiar invention that he had long desired.

Gong Qi silently noted down this sentence, but this time, his inner thoughts were different from before.

He paused in thought for a moment, then spoke steadily and powerfully:

"Junior brother, perhaps there’s nothing in this world that can truly achieve immortality. However, there is one thing I believe can shine through the ages."

Feng Mu, upon hearing this, showed a trace of surprise in his eyes, quickly giving Gong Qi an interested glance, adopting an attitude of attentive listening.

The emotional value was undoubtedly full.

Gong Qi slowly extended his index finger, pointing to the high sky above, and with a changed expression, said:

"The human’s buttocks above their heads will shine through the ages."

Upon hearing this, Feng Mu pondered for a moment.

He then slowly lifted his head, gazing at the bright and radiant yet mysteriously gloomy sky above. After contemplating for a moment, he couldn’t help but raise his thumb, with a touch of admiration in his tone:

"Senior brother, great wisdom!"

Guan Chong followed silently behind Feng Mu and Gong Qi, his eyes filled with reverence, tightly following Feng Mu’s figure.

Despite the surrounding noise constant and overlapping, it seemed his world was only left with Feng Mu alone.

He really couldn’t understand what Gong Qi just said; those seemingly cryptic words blew past his ears like a breeze, leaving no definite meaning in his heart.

But deep within him, a firm belief had long been deeply engraved.

In Guan Chong’s view, the minister was the most dazzling brilliance above his head in this lifetime, a light so intense, more than the fake sun at the base of Upper City, able to dispel all the gloom in the world;

And so pure, more unprecedented than the cold light of neon in Lower City, like holy dawn, guiding his forward direction.

At this moment, Chang Erbing also followed silently behind, seemingly wandering his gaze casually around, yet his thoughts were all on Feng Mu and Gong Qi’s conversation.

He actually couldn’t grasp the profound meaning within the dialogue between the two brothers, but relying on his professional intuition, he sensed a hint of terror from between the lines.

It was something that sent a burst of chill down his spine, as if standing in endless darkness, causing frightening thoughts when pondered deeply.

"Sure enough, no matter how perfectly, how naturally you disguise yourselves, Captain Li didn’t see wrong. Feng Mu and these people around him are all deranged..."

Chang Erbing mused inwardly, alarms blaring like bells and drums, incessantly echoing in his mind, making him feel even more wary and cautious.

No one wishes to provoke lunatics!

Even if one becomes friends with a lunatic, they must tread carefully at all times.

As the conversation went on, the battle on the platform instantly entered a white-hot phase.

There was no probing, no feints. From the first second, the fierce confrontation reached a boiling point, moves swift as a storm, each strike lethal, leaving no time to blink.

After all, it’s the highlight moment of his beloved Imoto, and as a good brother, Feng Mu was willing to pause and watch.

The footage captured on the screen had an extremely high frame rate, almost on par with Feng Mu’s Dynamic Vision.

"The cameras in these drones are top-notch stuff."

Feng Mu looked up at the drones hovering over the ring, an idea, as bloody as a blooming poisonous vine, sprung up in his mind:

"If I dismantle the cameras from these drones, transplant and install them into living human eyes, and then I kill people to extract hearts, if replication is possible, my [Dynamic Capture Lv3] might..."

Feng Mu shook his head, extinguishing the absurd thought within, mainly because the drone’s camera seemed a bit large and might not fit the human eye sockets well.

But he didn’t completely dismiss the idea, because from a young age, he was educated that solutions are always more than difficulties!

On the platform, within the light screen.

Feng Yuhuai tapped her toes gently, the crimson nails dragging a long phantom across the platform mat, like a nimble viper darting through the grass.

She suddenly twisted her waist skyward, her right leg snapping like a rattlesnake’s tail, aimed directly at Tian Xiaohai’s temple.

The tip of the white shoe embroidered with black lines drew a sharp arc through the air, making a hissing sound as if it could rip through the air.

Tian Xiaohai’s eyes sharpened, lowering his stance and crossing his arms into an X guard, muscles tensed, veins bulging.

The moment the shoe tip bit down, his arms shivered violently, penetrated by the fangs of a viper, exuding a poisoned hue.

However, Tian Xiaohai gritted his teeth, not retreating but advancing, left hand clawing like a tiger, aiming straight for Feng Yuhuai’s chest.

Feng Yuhuai’s eyes flashed with a hint of anger, shifting her stance, making her appear to transform into a boneless serpent, suddenly sliding low past Tian Xiaohai’s back.

Her spine twisted like a serpent, bringing a gust of wind, causing exclamations from students and parents below, eyes unblinking for fear of missing any details.

Tian Xiaohai abruptly halted, twisting his body like a grand bow, smiting his knee downward without glancing back.

This strike carried no embellishment, filled with the ferocity of mountain-crushing and stone-splitting.

Feng Yuhuai hadn’t expected Tian Xiaohai’s shift to be so swift and explosive, she tapped her toes rapidly to retreat, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

"Boom!"

Tian Xiaohai’s knee crashed onto the platform, immediately creating a deep crater on the flat stage.

The strong recoil tore his trousers, exposing skin as calloused as cowhide.

He didn’t rise up, continuing driving forward with knee scraping the ground, leaving behind scratches and stone chips, debris flying off the platform.

Unlike Feng Yuhuai’s snake-like and graceful motion earlier, his actions had no elegance, pounding forth like a bulldozer, crashing into Feng Yuhuai.

There was no elegance, just raw power.

Feng Yuhuai’s expression changed subtly, jumping back to create distance, a sinister hint of killing intent flashed in her eyes only to be contained by the drone cameras above.

Being in the spotlight, bright and conspicuous, had its downsides!

Tian Xiaohai, though, was unencumbered, his knee trembling, propelling himself upward like a feral bull.

Ten steps were bridged into five in an instant.

Feng Yuhuai found herself unknowingly driven to the verge of the platform, responded to by a straightforward and direct Cannon Fist.

As Tian Xiaohai’s back muscles tensed, his single arm shot out like an archer’s bowstring, its powerful and coarse veins a manifest of the energy compressed within.

Boom—

The air detonated!

The twisting dark fist smashed ruthlessly through the air, striking directly at Feng Yuhuai’s chest.

Up close, was there really no escape?