SEC Chapter 470 The Sun Rises in the East, the Martial Arts Champion of Dongxia
Chapter 470 The Sun Rises in the East, the Martial Arts Champion of Dongxia
Chapter 470 The Sun Rises in the East, the Martial Arts Champion of Dongxia
Recover from hidden injuries?
breakthrough?
Upon hearing those words, Principal Lu Mingzhou nearly crushed the fishing rod in his hand.
At this moment, his emotional fluctuations even caused his aura to boil, and the phantom of the sunrise appeared behind him, revealing his divine will unconsciously manifesting.
However, Lu Mingzhou forcefully suppressed this unprecedented excitement.
His gaze fell on Bai Ze's eyes, staring intently at the blood-red pupils, and he slowly stood up. "If you say he's some kind of heretic or evil, I refuse."
Not only did it refuse, but the phantom of the great sun was completely manifested, and pure yang energy swirled around the sun like fire, burning fiercely.
If the only goal is recovery without considering other factors, then Lu Mingzhou would have been able to achieve a breakthrough decades ago.
Great freedom is always the last straw that the desperate can grasp.
This was true for Mu Yaoguang back then, and it was also true for Lu Mingzhou, who hadn't made any progress for decades due to old and hidden injuries.
Mu Yaoguang gazed at the Great Freedom Demon Blood for five whole years, but never took that step, while Lu Mingzhou didn't see a trace of the Great Freedom Demon Blood for decades.
His yearning for breakthrough was always suppressed by his moral bottom line, so much so that he could not even attract the attention of the Great Freedom, let alone resonate with it.
Even now, when Lu Mingzhou realized that Bai Ze might truly have fallen into demonic possession, his life essence began to boil. If it was confirmed that Bai Ze had accepted the Great Freedom Demon Blood, then Lu Mingzhou was determined to splatter Bai Ze with his blood.
The old principal usually seemed unreliable, but his fierce determination was truly rare.
Bai Ze couldn't help but marvel at the burning sun.
Compared to the old principal, Yun Cang, a former hero, was far inferior in terms of mindset.
It's likely that they were implicated by their descendants and regressed through constant compromises.
"Old headmaster, you jest. How could I possibly use any evil or heretical methods to bewitch you?"
Faced with the burning pure yang energy, Bai Ze shook his head with a wry smile.
This calmed Lu Mingzhou's boiling agitation slightly.
"Really?" he asked suspiciously. "I have hidden injuries all over my body, and six of my seven souls are missing. Even the president of the Wanji Medical Association said that it is impossible to completely cure me."
This is also why Lu Mingzhou has basically not taken action over the years.
With his profound pure yang energy, he could suppress his hidden injuries. However, if he fought with others and his true energy was consumed too much, not only would the hidden injuries not be suppressed, but they would also be triggered by the true energy and relapse.
To have lived to such an old age is already considered lucky; as for breaking through, that's something I dare not even think about.
"If I say it can be cured, then it can be cured."
Bai Ze, confident and unfazed by Lu Mingzhou's suspicious gaze, said, "See? It's cured, isn't it?"
Lu Mingzhou: "Huh?"
He felt that Bai Ze was teasing him.
You say you can cure it, fine, but you haven't even touched anything, and you say you're cured?
Even the most quack doctor, capable of spouting nonsense, wouldn't dare to talk such rubbish.
Lu Mingzhou's noodles twitched, and he was about to criticize Bai Ze's nonsense when he suddenly felt something.
That intense, surging, yet always obscure pure yang energy was now flowing freely within his body, his blood and qi surging, and his limbs and bones seemed to be groaning with pleasure.
The Pure Yang Boy Skill, honed over many years, was now freed from its burdens and truly unleashed its inherent power.
The longer one practices the "Boyhood Skill," the more refined it becomes, and the older the practitioner, the stronger they become.
This type of martial art may not be as good as those ultimate techniques, but it is indeed the kind of martial art whose strength can be demonstrated over time.
Abbreviation: Old Man's Kung Fu.
At this moment, more than sixty years of cultivation came into play, and almost in the blink of an eye, Lu Mingzhou reached the undisputed peak of the Seven Stars.
His abundant blood and energy surged back, making him look much older and less aged, and even some of his wrinkles disappeared.
Although he still has a beard, his physique has returned to its peak, and even his appearance has returned to that of someone around forty years old.
It seems that it really is that far-fetched... In just the time it takes to say one sentence, Lu Mingzhou's hidden injuries have all disappeared, and he has even reached an unprecedented peak.
The rising phantom of the sun solidified completely at this moment, and the pure yang energy transformed into real, indistinct golden-red flames, burning fiercely around the sun.
"Protect this old man."
Lu Mingzhou felt as if all the pent-up frustration of the past few decades had been swept away, and he felt like the rising sun, slowly rising.
His martial arts philosophy is called "Sunrise in the East," which he realized when he left Dongxia to fight against the Great Freedom Demonic Cult in Fanzhu.
At this moment, Lu Mingzhou was freed from his chronic illness, and the long night that had lasted for nearly sixty years had come to an end, ushering in the dawn.
With his physical condition and divine will perfectly aligned, Lu Mingzhou didn't need to examine his body much before his mind, body, and will were in perfect harmony, and he charged towards the threshold of transcendence.
Sometimes, the opportunity for a breakthrough comes just as suddenly.
Different people have different opportunities. Lu Mingzhou is the type who takes the path of courage and diligence. Once he seizes an opportunity, he absolutely cannot let up.
He didn't choose a secluded place to cultivate; he just stood by the riverbank and circulated his internal energy.
The pure yang energy burned fiercely, and the great sun grew larger and larger, slowly rising under the support of the true energy.
The tide of vitality swept across the sky, and the radiant light dispelled the approaching twilight.
The entire city of Canghai was illuminated at that moment, and countless people looked up in surprise at the rising sun.
That's quite a commotion.
Bai Ze watched this scene and narrowed his eyes slightly.
The breakthrough from seven stars to eight stars is always a grand affair, just like when he broke through in the Izumo Wasteland.
Because this is the convergence and combination of essence, energy, and spirit, the fusion of divine will and physical body, even if the person wants to restrain themselves, they cannot.
Moreover, this momentum was exactly what Bai Ze wanted.
"The Luoshu".
Bai Ze whispered, "Contact Yujing Martial Arts University."
Outside JJ City.
The long-bearded old man, who was about to board the ship, stopped in his tracks.
"Old man."
Wearing the martial arts association uniform and looking quite amiable, Wang Xuanli tapped his bracelet, looked at the message projected on it, and said in a low voice, "I just received a message that someone in Canghai City is breaking through to the eighth star, showing the signs of the sunrise in the east, making Canghai City seem to have reversed from dusk to dawn."
"The sun rises in the east, a divine will from that young Lu Mingzhou."
Wang Qingcang, the patriarch of the Wang family, glanced at the message and said calmly, "That young man seems to have been blessed with good fortune, able to recover after being crippled for decades. In fact, those sixty years of wasted time have, in a sense, made him who he is."
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If it were someone else, after wasting sixty years, even if they recovered to their peak, they would still need a period of time to adjust and adapt to their body.
However, because Lu Mingzhou's divine will and experience were in harmony, he not only did not need to be polished, but even took advantage of this momentum to make further breakthroughs.
It must be said that life is unpredictable and the universe is full of uncertainties.
"His recovery was probably due to someone's help, I guess."
Wang Xuanli didn't finish his sentence, but those who knew the situation understood what he wanted to say.
After so many years of wasted time, it would have been cured long ago if it could have been cured.
A sudden recovery means either that you've grasped at that last straw or that someone has helped you.
Recently, only a mysterious figure suspected to be Bai Ze has broken through in the Mountain and Sea Realm and has successively killed several eight-star beings.
In the eyes of Wang Xuanli and others, this mysterious person was already identified as Bai Ze.
Now that Lu Mingzhou has recovered, Wang Xuanli subconsciously guessed that Bai Ze had returned and that he had helped Lu Mingzhou recover from his hidden injuries.
"He broke through at this exact moment, do you think there's something fishy going on?"
Wang Qingcang glanced at his grandson, then walked straight to the cruise ship docked at the shore. "Don't let others lead you by the nose. All we need to do now is investigate Mu Yaoguang's matter. As for the rest, it's none of our business. I'm only here on behalf of the council to conduct this investigation, nothing more."
The third divine enemy stands behind the rules; at this moment, Dongxia is most particular about rules and laws.
As long as their actions are within the bounds of the law, the Third God's enemy is their greatest support.
As for the rest, those who cannot be protected by the Third God's enemy will do it.
Having survived through chaotic times, Wang Qingcang has developed his own set of principles for doing things.
Upon hearing his grandfather's words, Wang Xuanli's expression shifted, and he finally stopped sending messages and instructing others to go to Canghai City.
The grandfather and grandson, along with four members of the martial arts association's law enforcement department, boarded the ship together, and a young man also stepped out of the ship at that moment.
"Are we about to leave?"
The young man greeted Wang Qingcang in a very casual manner.
This made Wang Xuanli frown subconsciously, but then he suddenly suppressed his annoyance, lowered his eyes and looked as if he had seen some kind of prehistoric beast.
In fact, it can indeed be described as a primordial beast.
"I dare not accept the task of having Wu Kui lead the ship for me."
Wang Qingcang also stopped and looked at the young man. His calm face showed no emotion, but the caution in his words indicated that the other party was no ordinary person.
The young man was dressed in white casual clothes, with shoulder-length hair that was casually draped over his shoulders. One of his hands was wrapped in a bandage, which still had a little blood on it.
Bandages could be seen wrapped around his open clothes, and he exuded a strong medicinal smell.
He looked like a disabled and sick person, but Wang Qingcang knew that even if he was about to die, the young man was still one of the strongest warriors in the Heavenly Gate.
The intention is to ascend to a high place, and the purpose is to ascend to a high place.
He transformed the divine will "Ascending Will" into a divine power of the same name, claiming to be the highest mountain, and became the number one war maniac in Dongxia—"Martial King" Ye Liuyun.
Yu Jingwu actually managed to recall this guy.
Ye Liuyun's innate divine power allows him to maintain his peak condition. Even if he is seriously injured, he can kill a ten-star warrior with a single palm strike. Even martial artists from the Heavenly Gate do not dare to easily receive his palm strike.
"Respecting the elderly and caring for the young is a traditional virtue of our Dongxia. You are a senior, so there is nothing to be ashamed of."
Ye Liuyun, who made a name for himself by beating up his seniors, laughed heartily and, just as he had said, politely gestured for them to proceed.
Then, the next second, he casually uttered a threatening remark, "Of course, if any old geezer acts disrespectfully, I wouldn't mind fighting him. Please, senior."
The implication he was making was that if you, this senior, dared to jump out of the window, he would slap you with a palm strike.
When visiting someone's home, one should follow the host's customs.
Therefore, you cannot fly in directly; instead, you must follow the host's wishes, take a boat, and slowly enter.
There may be a series of tedious formalities afterward, but Ye Liuyun will accompany you all the way.
"Then—we'll go with the flow."
Wang Qingcang didn't hesitate at all. After hearing Ye Liuyun's threat, which was not even pretended, he didn't show any anger and led his men into the ship.
Then, the cruise ship started and slowly sailed into the gorge along the current.
Almost at the same time Wang Qingcang boarded the ship, a gentle breeze blew up in the mountain villa of the West Campus of Yujing Martial Arts University, bringing news from afar.
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Yun Cang, who was brewing tea, paused slightly as he heard a voice from the depths of the sky.
"It's your turn."
The leisurely voice carried a sense of keen interest, as if anticipating a good show that was about to unfold.
Wang Qingcang is about to arrive at Yujing Martial Arts University. Even if Ye Liuyun tries to delay, he won't be able to go until tomorrow.
He will eventually come, and Yun Cang will eventually have to make a choice.
Even with the mandate from the parliament, and even with behind-the-scenes manipulation, a definitive piece of evidence is still needed to break through.
This evidence can be witness testimony or physical evidence.
Yun Cang, who once served as the dean of the Martial Arts Academy of Yujing Martial Arts University, is the best witness.
At the same time, this is also the pledge he wants to make.
What will happen next?
Was it a case of master and disciple killing each other?
Or will old friends turn against each other?
The subtle fluctuations in thought clearly conveyed a sense of anticipation.
"By the way, Yun Jingming arrived in Canghai City ten minutes ago."
A spectator kindly reminded him, "Just then, your old friend recovered from his injury and is making a breakthrough."
Yun Cang's fingers trembled, and fine cracks appeared on the teapot.
"That's most likely a trap," he said in a low voice.
Even without knowing the specifics, Yun Cang was certain that it was most likely a ruse, a trap.
"So, please put on a good show for me before your son falls into the trap."
Da Zizai chuckled lightly.
"The deal between us is to erase Jingming's memory and let him live like an ordinary person." Yun Cang clenched his fist.
"After I've watched the show, I'll erase his memory again."
Da Zizai's voice was unhurried, with a hint of mockery.
This is both an expectation of a good show and a mockery of Yun Cang.
As long as Da Zizai is willing, Yun Jingming can turn back into his original self at any time, and can also be an ordinary person who is unaware of the truth at any time.
After his memories were erased, Yun Jingming didn't even feel anything unusual. Even though he possessed great martial arts skills, he would still live a normal life.
Once a believer accepts the demonic blood, they become puppets in the hands of the Great Freedom, completely at his mercy.
In theory, a very small number of believers are able to remain unaffected by the Great Freedom through their own abilities, and apart from their life and death being controlled by the Great Freedom, they have no other negative drawbacks.
However, it is clear that Yun Jingming is not one of the very few.
Feeling the undisguised gaze, Yun Cang slowly closed his eyes and made a decision.
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