Chapter 233: Flawless and Divine, the Nutrition of God-like Techniques, the Dragon Sect's Onslaught

Chapter 233: Flawless and Divine, the Nutrition of God-like Techniques, the Dragon Sect's Onslaught (4K)



"Flawless... While I don't think much of Zhou Yinglin as a person, I can't help but marvel at his Flawless technique. It truly is the pinnacle of spear mastery."

Wei Junwu spoke with a sense of awe.

"Zhou Yinglin reached the 'Ten Needles, Hundred Threads' realm a year ago, and now he's even closer to 'Hundred Needles, Thousand Threads'. He can instantly thrust out nearly a hundred spears, each one finer than the last and exquisite beyond compare. They are no less deadly than a killing move, with over ten variations for each spear. No matter how his opponent reacts, they cannot escape the myriad changes."

He turned to Xu Jing beside him and said suggestively:

"If you were to face him, you must not think of matching him in martial arts skill. Flawless is truly the pinnacle of human ingenuity. In terms of 'technique' alone, there is no higher existence. It is impossible to find his weakness; you can only find another way to counter him..."

Xu Jing remained silent.

The silver-white vertical pupils, usually imbued with a detached divinity, gradually lost their color, and his irises returned to their normal shape. Xu Jing turned to glance at Wei Junwu and said noncommittally, "Oh? Is that so?"

Wei Junwu, sensing his disagreement and feeling that he might have other ideas, became a little anxious.

"Old Xu, don't be stubborn... I know you're amazing and didn't go all out in that match, but Zhou Yinglin is truly a formidable opponent like none you've ever faced before. He didn't even use a third of his strength just now. You must not underestimate him..."

"I'm not underestimating him," Xu Jing replied as he turned and walked towards the passageway.

"On the contrary, it's you who underestimate me."

Wei Junwu was taken aback by Xu Jing's casual yet weightless final remark.

...

Xu Jing walked towards the resting area.

His purpose in observing the match was to gather information about Zhou Yinglin's martial art, Flawless, and now that he had achieved his goal, the other contestants' battles were of little concern.

"Is the person behind Wei Junwu, who sent me the Forgotten Giant Sword, related to Master Zhu or someone she knows? Or is it simply some unknown influential figure who sees potential in me and wants to give me a boost?"

Xu Jing's eyes narrowed in thought.

After much contemplation, he shook his head.

"This person's intentions towards me are likely benevolent, but I don't appreciate the method."

He spoke to himself.

Many people have had this experience: when faced with a task that they could handle and were about to solve, someone suddenly offers unsolicited advice on how to tackle it.

This 'advice' is something you could have figured out yourself, but once they voice it, your eventual solution seems attributed to their help.

If the adviser doesn't care about taking credit, it's fine. But if they're the type to boast and take all the credit as if solving the issue was solely their doing, it becomes extremely irritating.

Xu Jing didn't want to be bound by this pseudo-gratitude.

It felt like he needed the Forgotten Giant Sword and that he couldn't have handled Zhou Yinglin without this 'hint'.

He opened his skill panel and glanced at the regular skill column, focusing on [Blade Strike].

[Transcendence Conditions:

First, ????

...]



The transcendence conditions, still full of question marks, remained unfulfilled. Yet, for some reason, Xu Jing felt that the option seemed brighter than before, though he wasn't sure if it was just his imagination.

Upon returning to the resting room, Xu Jing reached out to pick up the cat, who was napping on the sofa, and gently moved it to the side before sitting cross-legged on the sofa himself.

He closed his eyes, and with his formidable mental prowess, he calmed his mind, allowing his thoughts to sink into a state of tranquility. He then began to simulate a scenario in his consciousness.

In the consciousness space, countless pixels began to construct the simulation scene, and soon, a grand stage resembling the Super Arena was erected.

Xu Jing appeared on the stage, and with a thought, a figure with hawk-like sharp eyes materialized a short distance in front of him.

Xu Jing looked at the 'Zhou Yinglin' and snapped his fingers, causing a nine-foot-long spear to materialize in his hand.

With the Level 8 [Contemplation·Truth] skill, the simulated entity was almost sentient, and 'Zhou Yinglin' glared at Xu Jing with sharp eyes, a hint of killing intent flashing in them.

The extremely high spiritual energy level caused this killing intent to manifest in the external environment, causing the air to vibrate and distort. Xu Jing immediately felt as if his exposed skin was being slowly sliced by sharp wind blades, and he felt a faint pain.

Xu Jing looked at 'Zhou Yinglin' and said softly, "Go ahead and do what you want to do."

As soon as he finished speaking, 'Zhou Yinglin' took a step forward without hesitation and lunged with his spear!

Like a storm of spears, the spear shadows rushed towards Xu Jing.

"Swish swish swish swish—!!"

The air let out a mournful whistle as countless displaced air currents writhed like frenzied snakes.

And unlike the restrained Zhou Yinglin from before, the 'Zhou Yinglin' in front of him now was the image of what Xue Jing imagined he would look like if he attacked with murderous intent.

There was no way to avoid, dodge, or block the onslaught.

As he watched the flood of spear shadows about to engulf him, a realization dawned on Xue Jing.

At this moment, any action he took would be futile. Any attempt to deflect, parry, or counter the attack would be useless under the absolute precision and lack of gaps in this onslaught.

Any retaliation would be dissolved under this pinnacle of intricate skill, like a heavenly feather cloak descending without a single gap.

Xue Jing had no intention of retaliating. He stood motionless, without even a basic defensive stance, emptying his mind and focusing solely on experiencing the impending strike.

"Zzzt! Zzzt! Zzzt! Zzzt!"

In an instant, his body was pierced by countless spears, leaving gaping holes. He then disintegrated into a pile of minced meat, and even the minced meat was further shredded into smaller pieces.

The next moment, countless pixel blocks spun and reassembled, and Xue Jing reappeared on the stage, unscathed.

"So that's how it is," he muttered, stroking his chin thoughtfully.

"No wonder this martial arts tournament is known as the pinnacle of human ingenuity... The difficulty is indeed extraordinary."

In the moment he was struck, Xue Jing felt the subtle variations in strength and qi in each spear as they pierced his body, and he was truly astonished.

It was beyond complex.

Each spear strike carried killing intent and intricate changes in momentum, akin to solving a complex higher mathematics problem.

And these mathematical problems numbered in the hundreds and thousands, one after another, with each problem interconnected. The answer to one problem depended on the solution to another, and the solution to that one required references from several others.

Within these intricate and extremely complex changes in momentum, each variation was intricately linked and indispensable. Only when all the mathematical problems were combined would the final answer be derived.

"This martial art demands an incredibly high level of talent... Not in terms of physical talent, but in mental acuity."

"The required calculations and precision of momentum are so demanding that a typical martial artist's brain would overload after executing just two spear strikes."

Xue Jing exhaled slowly.

The intricate changes in momentum of the Flawless technique were too complex. He paid the price of 'death' to experience it intimately, but he still couldn't remember even a thousandth of the variations.

This was the first time he had encountered such a challenging martial art since learning Consciousness Simulation.

"However... the pinnacle of human ingenuity?"

"That title might be a bit premature."

"It's complex, but it's still within conventional boundaries. It hasn't truly reached the pinnacle of human ingenuity."

Xue Jing clenched his fists and murmured to himself.

In his vision for his future martial arts journey, he envisioned a move that would be a 'god-like strike,' requiring absolute control of momentum as a prerequisite, made possible by the [True Martial Body].

With the [True Martial] skill's 100% stability and absolute precision, he could dissolve any incoming martial arts technique.

Any martial art, any physical attack, once it came into contact with his body, would be instantly analyzed and completely dissolved by the opposite momentum.

True absolute defense... This would be the true pinnacle of human ingenuity!

"This 'Flawless' technique is indeed extraordinary. Such complex momentum changes, if fully understood, could greatly contribute to the foundation of my 'god-like strike.'"

"As expected of a top-tier martial art possessed by an Eternal Title Holder, the amount of martial arts knowledge contained within it is terrifying."

"Let's continue."

Xue Jing snapped his fingers, signaling 'Zhou Yinglin' to continue his assault, sending forth a flood of spear shadows.

In this exaggerated manner, far beyond what Zhou Yinglin could imagine, Xue Jing rapidly absorbed everything about 'Flawless.'

Two hours later, when Xue Jing felt his head swelling and his spirit wavering, he decided it was enough for now.

He exited the consciousness space and rubbed his aching brain.

"This extreme learning method, where death is the price, is still too taxing on the spirit."

Learning Flawless was already challenging, requiring continuous high-intensity calculations and memory. The pain and fear of 'death' also put a significant strain on the spirit.

Therefore, despite [Contemplation·Truth] already reaching Level 8, the consciousness simulation couldn't be sustained for too long.

Nevertheless, the results were gratifying.

Xue Jing opened his skill panel to check his progress.

[...] [True Martial Experience: +1262]



[...] [Striking Experience: +1679]



[...] [Contemplation·Truth Experience: +1388]



These were the gains in experience from the skill panel, and they were quite impressive for a non-combat situation.

The focus was still on the learning curve of Flawless.

Xue Jing estimated that he had grasped about one percent of its essence.

The number seemed small and slow, but it was not the case.

With this one percent foundation, he would learn Flawless faster and faster, creating a snowball effect.

It was not impossible to master it thoroughly in just a few days.

"You're awake."

The cat yawned and stretched beside him, its eyes half-lidded as if it hadn't fully woken up yet.

It stood up, stretched its front paws forward, arched its back, and stuck its butt high in the air, giving a lazy cat stretch.

"Looks like the competition is over over there."

Xue Jing reached out and picked her up, placing her on his shoulder, and smiled:

"Let's go, we're leaving."

He picked up his phone and ignored the countless messages from Xue Wan, instead opening the message Ning Yuantai had sent him.

【Brother Xue, I see you're resting, so I didn't want to disturb you. I went back to the car. Come to the parking lot whenever you're ready.】

Xue Jing replied with an 'OK' emoji, then put his phone back in his pocket and left the resting area, heading towards the exit of the Super Arena.

Although it had been almost half an hour since the competition ended, there were still some stragglers in the square outside the Super Arena's main gate.

Xue Jing's arrival didn't attract any attention, as he had activated his 'Qi Concealment' state, making his presence as inconspicuous as a bystander.

As he was about to head towards the parking lot, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"...Miss Wen, what's wrong?"

Xue Jing turned to look at the cat.

Or rather, at its silver-white Serpens-Piercing Talon, which was poking into his shoulder, causing a dull ache.

The cat looked thoughtfully at its own claws and said in a youthful female voice:

"There's something strange nearby."

Xue Jing paused for a moment, then asked calmly, "Are they coming for us?"

"Most likely."

"The target is us, and it's triggering the 'Serpens-Piercing Talon'... "

Xue Jing and the cat exchanged a glance, then said in unison, "The Dragon Sect."

"What should we do?" the cat asked.

Xue Jing looked around at the sparse crowd and thought for a moment before saying, "Let's change locations..."

He took out his phone and sent a message to Ning Yuantai: 【Wait a little longer, I have something to take care of.】

Ning Yuantai immediately replied with an emoji of a bowing bear with the caption 'OK'.

Xue Jing put away his phone, then leaped into the air, soaring dozens of meters high and landing on the rim of the Super Arena.

His pupils flickered as he quickly scanned the surroundings.

Soon, he spotted a large park with few people in the northwest direction.

The next moment, without any apparent movement, he vanished from his original spot.

As soon as he left, several figures in black robes emerged from their hiding places and looked at each other.

"He's gone?"

"He can't have escaped, the 'Art' has already locked on... The cat on his shoulder is Ning Fengwan, the head of the Qingcheng branch of the Dragon Sect."

"Be careful, we need to keep her alive and try not to hurt her."

"She could be the future 'Holy Mother'."

"Let's go, follow him..."

After a brief exchange, the black-robed figures chased after the leader in the direction of the northwest.

...

As night fell, the sky slowly darkened.

Youthful City, B9 District, Dream Lake Park.

A figure descended like a meteor and landed in the center of the park.

Although the descent was fast and fierce, the landing was almost silent, and the impact on the grass made only a soft rustling sound, as if the figure had no weight.

"Battle preparation time..."

Xue Jing snapped his fingers.

In the shadows, countless black air currents converged and enveloped him, forming a magnificent shadow flame armor, and even the cat on his shoulder wore a set of black flame cat armor.

Then, he took out a black dragon cherry seed, the size of a walnut, and threw it to the ground.

Since he didn't know the strength of the Dragon Sect pursuers, he decided to go all out.

The dragon cherry seed took root in the ground and quickly drilled into the soil. Soon, black stems sprouted from the earth and grew into a large black tree.

The tree extended countless branches, and silvery cherry blossoms bloomed on them, a beautiful sight to behold.

This dragon cherry tree wasn't huge and blended in with the other trees in the park.

Xue Jing looked at the distant sky, where several small black dots were approaching, and said to himself:

"As usual, we should give them a welcoming gift."

He looked around and soon spotted a nice stone.

...

(End of Chapter)

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