Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 949 Fighting spirit turns into a horse
The massive shockwave from the explosion rolled in, and even though these young people were all quite capable, they couldn't help but instinctively want to retreat.

No need to return it.

He Songling began to speak.

Ma Xianhong was indeed skilled; the combined explosive force of these magical artifacts was no less than that of two cannonballs. Outside, he would probably have had to carry the children away, but this was his world.

With the slightest thought from He Songling, the space itself underwent a strange transformation. In terms of distance, the group was now more than fifty kilometers away from Ma Xianhong and Zhuge Qing. Yet, visually, they appeared completely still, right before their eyes, clearly visible.

Zhuge Qing also felt the surging impact. His fingers, which resembled the hand of heaven, seemed about to shatter under such power.

Therefore, Old Ma can be considered an Inhuman Batman. If you suddenly attack him from behind, it seems easy to defeat him, but you can't let him be prepared. An Inhuman who is prepared can be said to be one of the most fearsome beings among the Inhumans.

"Luckily, I had a backup plan, otherwise I would have made a mistake."

Zhuge Qing showed no sign of panic. In a sense, their internal struggle was about who would become the number one among the younger generation. Although there were only seven people, just like the five people in the Mount Hua Sword Tournament, a battle between the top few would determine who would be the best in the world.

Although Zhuge Qing didn't say it, he followed He Songling with one of his purposes: to embarrass his great-grandfather, who was the president of Trinity University. At the very least, he wanted to win the title of the number one among the younger generation, whether it was a hollow title or not.

He can't possibly be unable to defeat Ma Xianhong and have to rely on everyone to gang up on him. If he were to do that, what face would he have to call himself the number one?
And his promise to everyone is now down to its final move.

This made Zhuge Qing feel grateful for Ma Xianhong's decisive self-destruction. Although he had also poured his heart and soul into those magical artifacts, he was not like an ordinary weapon refiner who valued them more than his own life. When it was time to give them up, he would decisively discard them.

This gave Zhuge Qing the opportunity to change his tactics.

"Five fingers move heaven and earth, the Great Wilderness Imprisoning Heaven Hand!"

Although Zhuge Qing is not a very popular idol, an idol is still an idol. In recent years, the path of adapting online novels into film and television has been progressing steadily, and there is already a project proposal to adapt Tudou's "Dou Qi Hua Ma" into a TV series.

For some projects with low levels of secrecy, the actors are basically predetermined, and there is no need to have everything ready before casting begins. From the early stages of the project, if a producer has a role they like, they will already receive offers.

Zhuge Qing naturally received it as well.

Although he was just a supporting character, he still read through all of Tudou's works, including not only "Dou Qi Hua Ma" but also "Wu Dong Qian Kun".

When he ran into Ma Xianhong, he casually blurted out his trick.

Since Ma Xianhong had already given his all, Zhuge Qing decided not to proceed gradually. He activated the Heavenly Position spell. Although the traditional orientation of array formations was a joke to him and Feng Hou Qimen practitioners, his long-standing habit still led him to choose the Heavenly Position name.

The five fingers moving from the Qian position are in harmony with the universe, which is perfectly reasonable.

With Zhuge Qing's shout, the giant finger that had been extending from beneath the churning dark clouds stabilized, its collapse halted. Then, five more fingers emerged from behind the clouds, followed by a palm. The giant palm in the sky, as if without any hindrance, extinguished the residual force of all of Ma Xianhong's magical artifacts' self-destruction, and without stopping, it headed towards Ma Xianhong's physical body.

The speed at which the giant hand pressed down was directly proportional to the speed at which Ma Xianhong moved forward. Just as Ma Xianhong darted to within two meters of Zhuge Qing, the giant hand landed squarely on Ma Xianhong.

"Click!"

Ma Xianhong crossed his arms and raised them to block the palm strike, but as soon as they touched, he heard a distinct cracking sound.

"You actually withstood one of my attacks? What are you made of, you weapon refiner?" Zhuge Qing was quite surprised.

"You were able to shatter my Black Armor with a single blow. I should be the one who's shocked!" Ma Xianhong shouted.

He then immediately collapsed to the ground, saying, "I'm not fighting anymore, I admit defeat."

Ma Xianhong knew perfectly well that Zhuge Qing's palm strike could shatter his Black Armor with a mere touch. Even if he removed the armor and fashioned it into a shield, it wouldn't be enough to stop the attack. With the giant palm descending, it was only a matter of time before his Black Armor was reduced to fragments.

He had already self-destructed all his magical artifacts, so he didn't have any other magical treasures on him.

If you're not going to admit defeat, what are you waiting for? To get beaten up?

Although Ma Xianhong could guarantee a high success rate and efficiency in refining magical artifacts of the Black Dou Armor level, unlike ordinary weapon refiners who would treat the magical artifacts they had worked so hard to refine as if they were their lifeblood, he would still try to avoid breaking one more artifact. After all, weapon refining materials don't cost money, do they?

"Well, are you convinced now?" He Songling clapped his hands as he came over and asked, looking at Ma Xianhong on the ground.

"I submit, why shouldn't I submit? When did I say I didn't submit?" Ma Xianhong had already submitted. He Songling brought people to Biyou Village and easily subdued him and all his magical artifacts without even lifting a finger. He had submitted long ago, otherwise, would he have followed He Songling?

Of course, even when he was following He Songling, Ma Xianhong was initially very confident in the young people around He Songling, but now it seems that his confidence was indeed a bit too much.

"Look at you, kid, you're not following the script." He Songling said with a dissatisfied look. "You're already convinced? How am I supposed to enlighten you that there are always people out there, and that there are always powerful people behind the scenes? How am I supposed to show off my superior demeanor? Let's start over. You'd better stick to the script, or I'll mess with you!"

"Alright, alright." Ma Xianhong rolled over, lay on the ground, sighed, and said, "Old Immortal, I am truly impressed. Only today do I realize that there are always people more capable than me, and there is always a higher mountain to climb. I really shouldn't have relied on my Eight Extraordinary Skills to look down on all the heroes in the world. I was too arrogant."

“Hey, that’s right!” He Songling was very satisfied, he had finally satisfied his craving for the old master. “But you don’t need to belittle yourself. Actually, it’s all the fault of our predecessors. Those old things who became immortals, in order to maintain their status as beneficiaries, prevented you from standing on the shoulders of giants to cultivate. This is something I have always opposed.”

Although He Songling was showing off, he was speaking the truth. Everyone said that the Eight Extraordinary Skills were a path to chaos, but He Songling disagreed. Isn't it just standing on the shoulders of giants to take another step forward? Isn't it just avoiding having to walk the path that predecessors have already trod? Why should it be unacceptable to everyone?
Since Trinity College, what he has been doing for a long time is to break all of this.

(End of this chapter)