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Chapter 473: Life Contention Secret Art
Chapter 473: Life Contention Secret Art
"I've already... done my best."
"It's just too powerful to defeat."
As the secret art within his body began to deplete, Fang Xing couldn't help but sigh.
The so-called 'Secret Art of Burst' was not a tree without roots or water without a source.
Instead, it was about burning a large amount of low-level spiritual power and transforming it into high-level spiritual power!
With this, endurance would undoubtedly become an issue!
Even so, there remained a vast chasm between Fang Xing and the Creator.
The fact that he had lasted this long was already a result of his exceptional strategies, extraordinary means, and the Creator's weakened state.
"It's time!"
Fang Xing glanced at his attribute panel:
【True Self Principle: Master → Mastery!】
Every moment he survived, he endured the 'Dao Contention,' bearing the brunt of the Creator's guidance.
At this moment, the True Self Principle, having reached the fifth layer, surpassed all others and attained the level of Mastery!
'What a pity... If I could hold on a little longer, I might have advanced to the Primordial Sage stage with the True Self Principle.'
'At that time, with the might of the Martial Canon of the Universe, it's hard to say who would win and who would lose!'
The Martial Canon of the Universe, with the Pan Gu Martial Way as its ultimate pursuit, considered the True Self Principle as its most crucial component!
But at this moment, as the Creator's palm opened, revealing countless eyes, Fang Xing had nowhere to hide and could no longer delay!
"Fortunately, the True Self Principle has become powerful enough... Let's begin."
Fang Xing formed hand seals, unleashing a secret art from the Martial Canon of the Universe.
The Pan Gu Martial Way, after all, was an Eternal Realm existence surpassing the Chaos Realm.
The Martial Canon of the Universe contained countless secret arts, some of which were particularly suitable for the 'Dao Contention.'
However, even so, if the True Self Principle was not cultivated to a certain level, it would be impossible to master the secret art.
Fang Xing had previously encountered this bottleneck when simulating the secret art with his attribute panel.
Fortunately, after breaking through to the fifth layer, everything became effortless!
In an instant!
Fang Xing felt that everything within him was connected to an existence beyond cause and effect, an indescribable being.
That was the 'Creator,' and the 'Dao Contention' served as the bond between them!
"No!!!
The Creator finally roared, feeling that things were completely out of his control.
And then...
The entire universe seemed to freeze in an instant.
All the deity devotees, the Bluestar Federation border forces, the endless alien tribes... including Bluestar, Nie Ying, Nan Gong Xue, Duan Hai, Jian Qiu, and the Three Great Elders.
Even the Creator and Fang Xing themselves seemed to have turned into sculptures.
In the next moment, Fang Xing, who was about to be fixed by the Creator's countless eyes, was undoubtedly doomed.
But in this instant, everything seemed infinitely suspended, making it difficult for the moment to truly arrive!
The universe fell silent, even reverting to chaos, as if infinite changes were occurring within...
"Come!"
Fang Xing's eyes were unable to move, and only his Martial Dao Will could barely function: "What is this Dao Contention? Come on... Let's wager everything we have and continue the gamble!"
The secret art within the Martial Canon of the Universe was called 'Life Contention'!
Its sole purpose was to amplify the 'Dao Contention'!
Both sides would invest everything, reborn and reincarnated in a newly evolving world, engaging in a contest where the ultimate victor would gain everything, while the loser would be left with nothing.
Fang Xing dared to gamble with the Creator because he had the backup of the True Spirit Talisman and the golden finger.
After all, having been driven into a desperate situation, any change, whether good or bad, was a glimmer of hope!
As for the universe's stagnation and re-evolution?
It was time to reopen the casino, or rather, a brand new world.
As for restarting the universe?
This was not within Fang Xing's capabilities but the Creator's!
Upon the Creator's awakening, all living beings in the original universe would face a calamity, as the Creator had the power to restart the universe.
But at this moment, Fang Xing forced the restart.
If Fang Xing ultimately won, everything he cherished would naturally return.
If he lost, everything would be lost!
...
"Life Contention Secret Art... So, this is how it feels?"
"It's somewhat similar to the crossing through the Gateway to All Worlds..."
This was Fang Xing's first time using the 'Life Contention Secret Art,' and it felt incredibly novel.
"A brand new space-time, a brand new world... Both sides will be reborn and reincarnated, and then engage in a contest... If luck is too bad, even memories might be obscured?"
He keenly sensed that the Creator, being at the peak of the Primordial Sage stage, was quickly adjusting despite the temporary setback.
In the evolving space-time of one side, who knew how much of the Creator's personal influence had been added.
This was an unavoidable situation.
Restarting the universe primarily relied on the power of the Creator.
Without the Life Contention, Fang Xing's Dao Contention had already ended in a crushing defeat.
The so-called 'Life Contention Secret Art' was merely forcing both sides onto the gambling table for a supposedly fair showdown.
But it was impossible for one side to have more chips and the other to have fewer.
Fang Xing, however, was prepared for this.
The side with more chips was actually him!
After all, aside from the True Spirit Talisman, he also had the golden finger of the attribute panel! There was no way he would lose to a mere Primordial Sage!
...
Whoosh!
In the azure sky, a flying vehicle soared past the white clouds.
Fang Xing lowered his head and inserted a coin into the gas meter at his home.
Looking at the building with its crisscrossing pipes, he felt a strong sense of dissonance, though he didn't know why.
'Why do people still use gas as their energy source in an age where flying vehicles exist?'
The boy felt a bit lost.
He looked to be around sixteen years old, with brown eyes and black hair. He was a student at Black Ring City's private Mechanical College.
Black Ring City was built upon the ruins of the ancient mechanical capital, Black Hestia. It was said that beneath the city lay the ancient heritage of Black Hestia—a vast network of steam pipes spanning the entire land!
After paying the gas bill, Fang Xing turned on the gas lamp, filling the narrow, dim room with bright light.
Even during the day, the buildings in the lower districts of Black Ring City remained dark.
With the help of the gas lamp's bright light, Fang Xing opened the redwood table and pulled out a piece of parchment to write a letter home.
He had a happy family—his parents were alive and well, his older brother and sister were working, and he had a younger sister.
However, they all lived and worked in their hometown, Cui Ting City, while Fang Xing, due to his exceptional academic performance since childhood, was a true genius. He was specially recruited by Black Ring City's Private Mechanical College to study mechanics and was even granted a full scholarship.
"Dear sister..."
Fang Xing began writing the letter after dipping his pen in ink.
Next to the ink bottle, there was also a quill pen.
Ever since he came to Black Ring City, he had grown fond of the fountain pens here and couldn't stand the quill pens.
Although using a quill pen did make the handwriting look more elegant, for a university student burdened with heavy coursework, efficiency was the top priority!
As the scratching of the pen continued, Fang Xing's thoughts wandered.
"The environment in Black Ring City is great, especially the various wondrous mechanical creations. They possess an indescribable beauty, a beauty of machinery... My hard work has earned the recognition of my tutor, Monachi. He gave me a truly profound textbook, which I'm still struggling to comprehend..."
"Also, there's no need to send me living expenses anymore. My scholarship is sufficient... Sister, your archaeological team is said to be on the brink of bankruptcy. You should consider your own situation more..."
After finishing the letter, Fang Xing picked up a copper candlestick and a metal spoon from the side and lit a candle to melt the sealing wax.
Once the wax melted, he poured it onto the envelope's seal and then took out his own seal to stamp it.
After completing these tasks, Fang Xing prepared to send the letter the next day and started making dinner for himself.
The main course was a rye bread, as hard as a baguette, which was a challenging test for his teeth.
"Wait... What's a baguette?"
He rubbed his forehead, feeling that his recent wild thoughts were becoming more frequent.
However, it was precisely these 'wild ideas' that led the Mechanical College's tutors to believe he possessed unique creative talents, and he was admitted as an exception.
For dinner, he had bread with vegetable soup, but he still preferred seafood fried rice.
Unfortunately, Black Ring City was inland, and both rice and seafood were quite expensive.
After dinner, he turned on the gas lamp and began studying.
"Mechanical Materials, Conductive Mechanics, Steam Mechanics..."
"Graduating is really difficult... But if I succeed, I can become a mechanic and find well-paid jobs in many companies and government departments..."
Fang Xing murmured to himself, preparing for a late-night study session.
After opening the thick textbook given by his tutor, he rubbed his eyes, feeling something strange.
In his vision, there seemed to be overlapping shadows with mysterious runes flashing.
It was as if... they were directly imprinted on his retina.
"What's a retina?"
"Could it be that I have a problem with my eyes? I'll have to see a doctor tomorrow..."
Fang Xing muttered and rubbed his eyes again, preparing to get up and make himself a cup of hot cocoa.
But this time, the runes didn't disperse; instead, they became more distinct as time passed.
Even... he could vaguely 'understand' their meaning:
[Name: Fang Xing]
[Age: 16 (114)]
[Occupation: Immortal Martialist??? Star Martialist???]
...
"What's this? I'm 114 years old?"
"And my occupation, I'm clearly a university student..."
Fang Xing muttered, and suddenly, a violent pain erupted from his temples! A flood of memories surged like a torrent, instantly drowning the worldview he had cultivated over the past decade...
Huff!
The room fell silent, except for the sound of heavy breathing.
After a long while, Fang Xing finally got up, "It took so long to break the fetal mystery? I have the 'True Spirit Talisman' to protect my true spirit, and the golden finger of the attribute panel to cheat... It's so late, and I'm just awakening now. Haha, the Creator might be in a worse situation than me..."
He finally remembered that he was in a 'Life Contention' with the Creator!
Fang Xing opened the window, gazing at the hazy moonlight outside and the enchanting moon in the sky, he couldn't help but sigh, "Oh, world..."
(End of Chapter)
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