Eternal Night

Chapter 53: Solo Fighting
"Is it okay?" Wu Xianxiao asked somewhat unconfidently.

Chu Minghao smiled cheerfully and said, "It will be fine. Trust me!"

Wu Xianxiao was still hesitant. He thought for a moment and said, "I wouldn't say my current strength is very weak, but it's definitely not strong either. I've just told you the specific composition of the technique, the realm, and the three basic attributes. Brother Chu, tell me honestly, are you really trying to trick me into going out and getting beaten up?"

“How could that be?” Chu Minghao said seriously, “If your strength is converted into cultivation, it is equivalent to at least 70 years of cultivation, while the person who attacked you has at most 20 to 30 years of cultivation, and it is mottled and messy, far less focused and pure than you. You will definitely win.”

Wu Xianxiao was relieved and couldn't help asking, "How do you evaluate the strength of different systems in the dream world? Is there a standard evaluation method?"

Chu Minghao laughed and said, "How could it be possible? Judging from the high, middle, and even low-level worlds that I randomly penetrated, there are Buddha, Taoism, Cross, Esoteric Buddhism, etc., not to mention the weird pollution sources and nightmares. They all have their own algorithms. There are monks, arhats, bodhisattvas, Buddhas, Taoists, celestial beings, immortals, saints, heroes, demigods, angels, sons of gods... There are too many to count. This realm is just a terminology that I think is best digitized. You can only know the real strength after fighting."

Wu Xianxiao was still unwilling to give up and said, "There must be a common evaluation standard, right? Otherwise, we are not as strong as you, and we can fight anything first. What if we die after trying? Who can we complain to?"

Chu Minghao nodded in agreement and said, "That's right, so I'm trying to find a few detection and observation fantasy items to upgrade the main brain. Then I'll deal with the weirdness, horror, nightmares and other things in different systems to evaluate the data and try to upgrade the main brain to a digital combat power evaluation standard in the shortest time possible."

Wu Xianxiao and Yamade were both surprised and asked, "Can the main brain be upgraded?"

Chu Minghao laughed and said, "Why not? The main brain is constantly changing, and updates and iterations are common. Besides, I have a share of the main brain. As long as I have enough materials and data, it won't be difficult to update the main brain."

At this time, several eunuchs ran out from the palace, and Chu Minghao whispered to the three of them: "Just follow my arrangements. You must fight this battle, otherwise I will leave and you will be rootless. It may be okay in the short term, but it will be a bit of a hindrance over a long period of time. A good ironmaker must be strong himself, and this battle is the time for you to show your strength. The better you fight, the stronger you are, the greater your strength will be, and the fewer obstacles you will encounter in the future. Do you understand?"

"This way, there will be enough time for you to grow."

The eunuchs came up to the four people at this time. The leading eunuch bowed his head respectfully and said, "My lord, the imperial teacher is waiting in the training ground. Please follow me."

Chu Minghao chuckled and said, "Just lead the way."

Several eunuchs led the way, and the four of them followed as they circled around the outside of the palace. They soon arrived at a spacious parade ground, with hundreds of imperial guards guarding the perimeter. Not far from the parade ground was a small palace with a screen at the entrance of the palace. Some palace maids were going in and out of the screen, moving some fruits, cakes and other things.

However, Chu Minghao and the other three did not pay much attention to these, but looked towards the center of the parade ground, where they saw a skinny old man in a Taoist robe standing. Behind the old man stood two human-shaped objects that were more than three meters tall and two or three times the width of an ordinary person.

The reason why it is called an object is that the exposed parts are a mixture of wood and metal, and it is draped in a yellow cloth that almost covers its entire body except for its arms and legs. Judging from the shape of the cloth, this human-shaped figure has a round belly and a round body, and looks like a round lump.

The old man saw Chu Minghao from afar, and his whole body trembled like a madman. He bowed deeply from afar and said loudly: "Immortal, please allow me to speak to you."

After listening to Wu Xianxiao's introduction to this era, the Song Dynasty, Taoism, immortals, gods and Buddhas and other religions, Chu Minghao made up his mind in a short time. He was an immortal who came from Penglai, an immortal island in the South China Sea, and he brought three immortal disciples to travel in the mortal world to cultivate his Taoist heart.

This is the basic character setting, and he is now an immortal.

It is surprising to Wu Xianxiao and Yamade. After making all these decisions, Chu Minghao really looked like an immortal in their eyes. Even though he still looked like a teenager and was not restrained in laughing, scolding, or getting angry, he gave people the feeling that he was an immortal.

"It's just a low-level application of super brain power, don't worry about it."

Having said that, except for Xu Shilan, Wu Xianxiao and Yamade were really shocked.

At this time, Chu Minghao also looked like an immortal. Anyone who saw him for the first time would definitely think of the word "immortal".

Chu Minghao smiled and said, "Just as you say."

The old man in Taoist robes was as if he had been pardoned, and immediately said hurriedly: "My name is Guo Jing, I am a casual cultivator from Mount Zhongnan, in..."

Wu Xianxiao suddenly interrupted him and asked, "That Jing?"

Guo Jing was stunned for a moment, but he didn't dare not answer, so he could only answer: "Beijing of the capital."

"Isn't it Guo Jing? The Jing in the capital, Guo Jing, looks so familiar... Could he be some historical figure?"

Wu Xianxiao murmured, and Guo Jing said to Chu Minghao again: "Xiaodao..."

He paused, and after being interrupted, he was so nervous that he forgot what he was going to say. His mind was blank, and he was sweating profusely. His face was pale, and the trembling that he had just stopped for a while became more intense. He was twitching like a madman. Chu Minghao was ready to speak cheerfully, but when Guo Jing saw him about to speak, he was even more frightened. Suddenly, his mind had some colors, and he immediately said anxiously: "I have been practicing Taoism for more than 30 years, and my flesh and blood have turned into my mind. If I don't have any magic tools and protective puppets, how can I fight with the blood warriors in close combat? I don't accept it!"

After he finished speaking, Guo Jing's body shook and he almost fell to the ground. He was afraid that he would die in the next second. How could he dare to talk to an immortal so boldly?

Chu Minghao did not say anything, nor did he get angry. Instead, he looked at the two three-meter-tall humanoid creatures. After looking at them for a few seconds, he smiled and asked, "What are these? Tell me about them."

Guo Jing felt that he had survived. He said quickly, "This is the Golden Warrior. I imitated the Yellow Turban Warrior described in ancient books. Although I am far inferior to the Nanhua Great Immortal during the Three Kingdoms period, I am also very good at it. I have worked hard for more than ten years and finally made this Golden Warrior!"

Chu Minghao looked at Guo Jing with a half-smile, and when Guo Jing was trembling all over, Chu Minghao said to Wu Xianxiao: "Just go and fight him, don't be afraid."

Wu Xianxiao stared at Chu Minghao with his eyes wide open. He pointed at the two golden warriors and said, "No, buddy, this is already equivalent to the Gundam, right? And it's a mixture of metal and wood. No, it's outrageous enough that a cultivator can create a Gundam. You want me to dismantle a Gundam by hand?"

Chu Minghao laughed and said, "Why are you talking so much? Just go up if I tell you to."

After saying that, he patted Wu Xianxiao's shoulder, and Wu Xianxiao felt himself flying towards the training ground involuntarily. When he landed, he was only ten meters away from Guo Jing.

Seeing that the immortal did not deny or reveal his secret, Guo Jing was overjoyed and looked at Wu Xianxiao with confidence. He even began to think about the stories in the immortal books he had read in the past about mortals who occasionally had a chance to become immortals and then became immortals' disciples. He decided to show his ability and let the immortal see what he was capable of. As for the hot-blooded and reckless man in front of him... could he be the immortal's servant?

At that moment, Guo Jing clasped his hands together and made at least seven or eight gestures in succession within one second. At the same time, his eyes were frighteningly bright and he was muttering something. The next moment, thick white fog spread out from the surrounding area and enveloped most of the training ground.

This thick fog came strangely, and it had a strange supernatural power that made it impossible to see clearly even one meter away.

Yamade's muscles were tense at the edge of the training ground, and Xu Shilan anxiously said to Chu Minghao, "Nothing will go wrong, right?"

Chu Minghao was calm: "Don't worry, the extraordinary route that Brother Wu is taking just happens to restrain these fancy tricks, just keep an eye on it."

Yamade said, "But we can't see it."

Xu Shilan also looked at Chu Minghao, and Chu Minghao looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and whistled.

On the other side, on a high platform far away from the parade ground, Zhao Ji, his ministers, and the princes were all watching the parade ground. Zhao Ji held the Emperor's Seal, one of the six seals of the emperor, in his hand. This dispelled the fog in everyone's eyes, allowing them to clearly see what was happening in the parade ground.

"My fellow ministers, who do you think will win and who will lose?" asked Zhao Ji.

All the ministers were silent, but a few princes were eager to say something.

Zhao Ji only said this, and then he said to himself: "After all, he is a descendant of an immortal, so he must have some magical skills. Even if he is just a warrior who has been cultivating his blood and qi, I think he is extraordinary..."

On the field, as soon as Wu Xianxiao entered the training ground, all his attention was focused. Seeing the thick fog around him, he did not move around casually, but stood still. At this moment, a golden strongman stepped out from the thick fog. Each step was two meters away. The body of more than three meters tall was full of deterrence, and the whole ground was shaking.

Wu Xianxiao secretly groaned in his heart, but he was strong-willed after all, and had experienced life and death many times. At this time, he was naturally moving his qi and blood, circulating his blood, and practicing both traditional Chinese martial arts and human immortal martial arts at the same time. In an instant, all the muscles in his body expanded by three points. Facing the attack of the golden strongman, he did not retreat but advanced, and was about to greet the golden strongman with a palm and a claw.

Just as Wu Xianxiao took the first step, his Qi sank into his Dantian, blood rushed to his limbs, and the force came out of his mouth. He let out a roar, like thunder and a howl, as if a giant bloody tiger was descending from the sky.

In an instant, the thick fog dissipated, and the golden strongman in front who was raising his fist to hit Wu Xianxiao on the forehead, and the golden strongman from behind who was attacking him from behind stood still on the spot, and at the same time disintegrated and fell, with all the parts scattered on the ground.

Guo Jingmeng, who was holding a talisman paper whip, a copper coin sword, and a brass mirror hanging around his neck, vomited blood and also fell to the ground.

Zhao Ji and others in the distance were all thrown to the ground. In the real sight of the Emperor's Seal, they really saw a bloody giant tiger, which seemed to pounce on them at that moment.

Wu Xianxiao stood there stupidly, as if in a dream for a moment.

Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he saw two children slowly emerging from the Golden Warrior. One boy and one girl, they had pale skin, dark pupils, and looked horrible. As soon as they separated from the Golden Warrior, they began to gradually dissipate. At the last moment of dissipation, the two children laughed at the same time and bowed deeply to Wu Xianxiao.

Then it disappeared into the sunlight.

(End of this chapter)