Chapter 298: The Enormous Impact of Xue Jing's Every Action and Word, Xue Jing and I Split the Work

Chapter 298: The Enormous Impact of Xue Jing's Every Action and Word, Xue Jing and I Split the Work 50-50 (4K)



Time flowed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, four days had passed.

During these days, aside from his regular martial arts training, Xue Jing spent a significant portion of his time practicing how to control the Twin-faced Son.

First of all, this avatar was powerful... even without considering its two abilities of infinite resurrection and infinite spiral, it was still exceptionally strong.

Through Xue Jing's testing, in terms of physical strength, explosive power, speed, and other aspects, it even surpassed Xue Jing's original body by a noticeable margin.

However, compared to Xue Jing's original body, it had a clear disadvantage—it couldn't utilize martial arts.

The Twin-faced Son, although possessing a roughly human-like exterior, had an internal structure completely different from that of humans.

It lacked muscles, meridians, internal organs, blood, bones... even the private parts were absent, leaving a smooth and flat surface.

Breaking its skin would only reveal an interior filled with a reddish-golden glow, nothing else.

Consequently, 'martial arts,' which were created specifically for human use, couldn't be applied to the Twin-faced Son.

Humans can flexibly utilize their physical strength; some can only exert 50% of their potential, while martial arts masters can surpass their limits and achieve 500%. However, the Twin-faced Son lacked this flexibility; 10 was simply 10, and 100 was just 100, with no room for variation.

Xue Jing also tried to be clever and attempted to apply 'Feathered Ascension' to it, bypassing its limitations. He wanted to use Armament Master's Proficiency in All Weapons effect to treat the Twin-faced Son as a 'Flying Sword' and manifest martial arts on it using the Great Vehicle Flying Sword's Carrier Technique effect.

However, this didn't work... Although Feathered Ascension and Armament Master's 'Weapon Enhancement' effect could be applied to the Twin-faced Son, the Proficiency in All Weapons effect was ineffective, and it couldn't be treated as other weapons.

While it was slightly regrettable that the Twin-faced Son couldn't use martial arts, it wasn't a significant issue.

After all, the key to this avatar lay in its two abilities. Its physical combat capabilities, no matter how strong, were merely an added bonus for Xue Jing. It was good to have them, but not having them was also acceptable.

During these four days, there were several instances of increased mutation pollution rates in the abandoned building area of South City, and the boundary quakes were intense, as if a two-world intersection phenomenon was about to occur.

Each time, Xue Jing rushed to the scene upon receiving a notification from Virtual Blade, but he never witnessed the intersection phenomenon. Instead, after some time, the pollution rate would decrease again.

Virtual Blade explained that this wasn't a good sign. The pressure from the two worlds rubbing against each other would continue to accumulate. If the boundary remained unbroken, the pressure would keep building until it eventually erupted, potentially leading to a 'strong intersection,' and this area might irreversibly transform into a new intersection zone.

There was nothing anyone could do about it; they could only leave it to fate and prepare for the worst.

This day was the day of the Dragon Concealment Dojo's moving celebration banquet.

Xue Jing, wearing a black martial arts uniform with a golden dragon pattern embroidered on the chest, arrived at the venue early in the morning to direct the dojo's disciples in setting up the banquet hall.

The Dragon Concealment Dojo rarely admitted ordinary disciples and students. The dojo's daily operations were primarily funded by the commissions earned by the direct disciples.

However, after Xue Jing's appearance in the U19 tournament, the Dragon Concealment Dojo's reputation soared. Countless children and young teenagers, encouraged by their parents' high expectations, wanted to learn the Dragon Concealment Stream and become martial arts stars like Xue Jing, so they joined the dojo... Additionally, a significant number of people came not to learn martial arts but to chase after stars.

Li Qi didn't express any opinion on this. He was indifferent to these ordinary disciples and students, as long as they could afford the expensive tuition fees and there was space in the dojo.

Currently, the dojo, which originally had only a few dozen members, now boasted a size of several hundred.

This was because the old dojo was already at full capacity and couldn't accept any more students. The new dojo hadn't opened yet, but it was foreseeable that once it officially opened after today, the number of disciples and students would surge even further.

As noon approached, Xue Jing clapped his hands and said to all the disciples and students busy setting up the venue:

"Alright, everyone has worked hard. Take a break and go eat lunch."

His voice wasn't particularly loud, but it echoed crystal clear throughout the massive banquet hall, covering thousands of square meters. The originally noisy hall instantly fell silent.

"Yes, Junior Brother!"

"Junior Brother, you've worked hard!"

All the disciples and students responded.

"Junior Brother~~, come and eat with us, please~"

A group of four or five beautiful female disciples who usually hung out together invited Xue Jing as they passed by him.

Sch Jing smiled and said gently, "You guys go ahead, eat more. I still have some things to do."

Many of the disciples and students around looked enviously at the female student who dared to talk to Sch Jing.

No matter where you go, as long as there are a lot of people, they will unconsciously find ways to distinguish between high and low status.

Currently, within the Dragon Concealment Dojo, the highest status naturally belongs to the Dojo Master and the seven direct disciples, and below them are the 'senior students' who were already at the dojo before Sch Jing participated in the U19 tournament.

This group of people had known Sch Jing for a long time, and without the celebrity filter, they could chat casually with him, unlike the new students who were nervous in front of Sch Jing. Thus, their status was naturally higher than the newcomers.

The female student who talked to Sch Jing was naturally one of the 'seniors'.

She seemed to sense the envious gazes around her, or perhaps this was her intention all along. Her expression became even brighter:

"Okay~ Little Senior Brother is so busy~ He doesn't have time to care about us neglected junior sisters."

The group laughed and joked as they left the banquet hall and headed towards the cafeteria.

Sch Jing thought for a moment, took out his phone, opened his contacts, found the number marked as 'Bamboo Senior Sister', and pressed the dial button.

But as always, the receiver played the out-of-service tone, indicating a temporary inability to receive calls.

Sch Jing put his phone back in his pocket and rubbed his chin, "I wonder what's going on with Bamboo Senior Sister now."

Bamboo Senior Sister had been missing for more than two months, without a single piece of news.

This time, even the Dragon Concealment Dojo's moving celebration banquet couldn't reach her.

"I hope she's okay."

Sch Jing shook his head and looked towards a plump youth among the students.

He walked over, reached out, hooked his arm around the youth's shoulder, and smiled, "Youguang, let's go eat together?"

Pei You Guang's eyes widened slightly, surprised by Sch Jing's invitation, "Brother Jing!"

He had been sent to the Dragon Concealment Dojo by his father to learn martial arts for quite some time.

However, he knew his own family's affairs. Having been neglected since childhood, he understood that his father didn't send him here with any expectations of him becoming a martial artist.

His father's intentions were simple; he wanted him to come over and curry favor with Sch Jing to maintain this unexpected friendship.

But... Pei You Guang, being a teenager, had a rebellious and stubborn mindset. If it were up to him, he would have gladly taken the initiative to please Brother Jing. However, when his father mentioned it, he felt a bit awkward and didn't want to comply with his father's wishes for some unknown reason.

Because of this, even though Sch Jing had returned from Yuan City for several days, Pei You Guang hadn't found the opportunity to talk to him. Instead, he quietly blended in with the other students, becoming invisible.

But he never expected Sch Jing to take the initiative to approach him...

"What's wrong? You don't want to eat with me?" Sch Jing raised an eyebrow and asked.

Pei You Guang quickly replied, "No, I'm just too happy, I didn't react for a moment!"

His eyes suddenly became moist, and he was deeply moved.

Pei You Guang came from a wealthy family, and despite being neglected, he understood the ups and downs of life better than his peers due to his upbringing.

He knew how highly regarded Sch Jing was, yet he was still willing to treat him, an insignificant person, as a friend. This was a rare and precious thing...

Just by Sch Jing's initiative to invite him for a meal, his status within the Dragon Concealment Dojo would greatly improve. In the future, he would never again experience the bullying and humiliation he had endured from his fellow disciples at the Golden Wind Dojo. When he returned home, he would be able to hold his head high in front of his father, and his family would treat him like a precious treasure...

Sch Jing laughed and walked towards the main gate with Pei You Guang, chatting casually along the way.

"I haven't been to school in a long time. The secondary school there..."

The two of them looked like friends chatting, and the students and disciples around them were all surprised.

"Youguang... he actually has such a good relationship with Little Senior Brother?"

...

In the evening, countless expensive luxury vehicles kept driving into the parking lot near the Dragon Concealment Dojo.

The dojo's main gate was open, and guests came and went, all of them exuding an extraordinary aura with their upright postures. A glance was enough to tell they were no ordinary people.

"Master Chen, long time no see!"

"Master Li, I've heard so much about you!"

"Nephew, aren't you from Gu City? How did you come here?"

"I heard that the Dragon Concealment Stream is setting up a challenge to welcome heroes, and the Matchmaster is none other than Sch Jing. How could I not come and witness the excitement..."

Countless martial artists greeted each other with clasped hands, and since many of them were from the same circle, they were all very familiar with each other.

"Have you noticed that many of them don't seem to be from our Qingcheng?"

The tall and sturdy Li Zhaoquan stood at the entrance, stroking his chin as he spoke.

Zhang Daqing, standing beside him, glanced at him and said, "You just realized? Your dog eyes must be going blind."

He gestured with his mouth in a direction, indicating for Li Zhaoquan to look over:

"Do you see that muscular guy over there?"

"With this physique, he's too eye-catching. There's no way he could hide among the martial artists in Qingcheng. He must be a master from out of town."

Li Zhaoquan looked up and saw a figure even more muscular, domineering, and taller than himself, and his eyes lit up instantly.

"What a fine physique! How did he get all these well-defined muscles? Let's go over and chat with him!"

Zhang Daqing sighed, "Hold on, what's the rush?"

But Li Zhaoquan had already taken large strides towards the muscular man and bowed to him, saying,

"Brother, may I ask where you're from? Can we be friends?"

The muscular man turned to look at him, and before he could reply, Li Zhaoquan stood tall and said,

"Forgive me for not introducing myself first. I am Li Zhaoquan, a disciple of Tiger Soul Dojo. I once fought side by side with Xue Jing, a fellow disciple from Dragon Concealment Dojo, and we faced the monsters at the border together... I even sparred with him, and it was a close match, a draw."

Zhang Daqing, who was following Li Zhaoquan, saw the true face of the muscular man when he turned around, and his expression froze.

"Oh? You and Brother Xue... had a draw?"

Unexpectedly, this man, even more muscular than Li Zhaoquan, had a sweet and charming voice like a young girl when he spoke.

Yin Muhu curiously examined the man named Li Zhaoquan.

No matter how he looked at him, he seemed like an ordinary weakling... How could he have fought Brother Xue to a draw? Did she misjudge him, or was he hiding his true strength?

"Ah, that's all in the past," Li Zhaoquan said modestly, waving his hand.

"When I fought with him... Hmm? What are you doing?" Li Zhaoquan turned to look at Zhang Daqing, who was tugging at his sleeve.

"This person is Yin Muhu, a direct disciple of Vajra Dojo in Rong City, and a U19 Grand Finals contestant. She faced Xue Jing in the competition."

Zhang Daqing spoke quickly in a low voice.

Hearing this, Li Zhaoquan's expression turned stiff.

"Since you're an old acquaintance of Brother Xue, it's perfect. Let's go meet him together, and we can reminisce and exchange experiences."

Yin Muhu smiled and said, "Well... this..."

Li Zhaoquan forced a smile, and his firm and rugged face showed hesitation.

Before he could think of an excuse to decline, a familiar voice called out from not too far away:

"Yin Mei, it's been a while. How's your recovery coming along?"

Li Zhaoquan's head shrank at the sound of the voice, and he wanted to slip away, but his wrist was firmly grasped by a large hand, preventing him from moving.

"Brother Xue, thanks to you, my recovery is almost complete..." Yin Muhu held Li Zhaoquan's wrist and looked towards Xue Jing, who was walking towards them, and greeted him happily.

"And this is your disciple?" She looked at the little girl next to Xue Jing.

"Her name is Zong Shi Chan... Chan'er, greet your Uncle Yin."

Xue Jing patted his little disciple's head gently.

"Uncle Yin~" Zong Shi Chan obediently called out sweetly, her pretty appearance making her quite lovable.

Yin Muhu smiled widely and also patted her head, "Good girl."

"Hmm? Who are these two?" Xue Jing looked at Li Zhaoquan and Zhang Daqing, who had turned their heads away.

Yin Muhu introduced them, "This is Brother Li, Li Zhaoquan. He says he's an old acquaintance of yours and has sparred with you before, and it was a close match, a draw..."

Upon hearing this, Li Zhaoquan's face turned bitter, as if he had practiced the Bone Contraction Skill, and his head almost retracted into his body like a turtle.

Xue Jing was still pondering when he had fought someone to a draw, and beside him, Zong Shi Chan frowned, "A draw with Master?"

She took a closer look at Li Zhaoquan and her eyes widened in surprise, "Li Zhaoquan, what are you doing?"

As the granddaughter of the elder master of Tiger Soul Dojo, she recognized him as one of the dojo.

"Er... Miss," Li Zhaoquan had no choice but to turn away with a mournful face.

Damn, I pretended to be someone I'm not right in front of the real person...

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(End of Chapter)

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