I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

"Pure and gentle strength will not cause any harm."

Xue Jing murmured to himself.

"However... everything in the world follows the principle that things will turn into their opposites when they reach their extremes. Just like the concept of the Vajra Ruyi Hand, 'extreme hardness leads to softness, and the ultimate hardness is the ultimate softness.' The reverse is also true."

"Extreme softness can become hardness, and the softest can also be transformed into the hardest... It all depends on how I develop it."

He clenched his fist, his eyes gleaming with excitement:

"I never expected to receive such a boost before the final battle against the pure-blooded dragons!"

"The Vajra Ruyi Hand relies on a special skill developed through arduous training within its own school to instantly generate pure, powerful energy within the body."

"The [Hidden Dragon Ruyi Force] not only possesses the effects of the Vajra Ruyi Hand Technique, but it even surpasses them. It can generate not only pure hard force, but also pure soft force. This is the true 'Ruyi'!"

"Ah Ban, you did a good job, you did a good job!"

Xue Jing took a deep breath, exerted his strength, and amidst the roar of the dragon, a true dragon of extreme power was born.

Then it was shattered, and after being reshaped into a Ruyi, it simultaneously unleashed the Star-Shaking Fire and the Whirlwind Thunder.

Boiling blood and spiraling, compressed muscles appeared simultaneously. He looked at his right hand, clenched into a fist, and pondered:

"Pure hardness itself is far more destructive than ordinary strength. Using pure hardness to simultaneously unleash these two most destructive killing moves of the Hidden Dragon Style will make its power immeasurable."

"This move needs a new name."

He thought about it for a moment and pondered for a while.

"Hmm... the combination of Shaking Starfire and Whirlwind Thunder, then let's call it the 'Ultimate Move - Thunder Flame Boiling Cauldron'."

Shaking Starfire is a technique that penetrates the enemy's defense by injecting force into their body, while Whirlwind Thunder is a pure burst technique.

Combining these two techniques results in a powerful burst of energy being injected into the enemy's body...

Xue Jing recalled the effect of the Yan Ti Long dragon's head in the consciousness space, which had been hit by this move, with its skin swelling wildly, like boiling water.

Shaking sparks and swirling thunder, one thunder and one fire, both related to burning and boiling, making the name 'Thunder Flame Boiling Cauldron' quite fitting.

Xue Jing turned around and punched the corpse of Yan Tilong.

The fist made contact with the already battered head of the Flame Crying Dragon, but there was no immediate reaction.

Several seconds later, large bumps began to appear on its surface, and then more and more bumps appeared...

"boom--!!"

The entire head of the Flaming Crying Dragon exploded, its bones and flesh covering an area of ​​tens of meters, creating a scene of carnage and hell.

"...Are you bored?"

The person in the mirror was speechless.

Xue Jing smiled and said, "I grasped something new and couldn't resist."

His body was covered by a layer of dragon-shaped energy, which blocked all the blood and flesh from splashing onto him.

"You martial artists are too capricious."

The person in the mirror shook their head.

"You always do whatever comes to mind. I see that's how you usually are. After making a breakthrough, you can't help but destroy something to test it out."

Xue Jing coughed lightly but did not speak.

The person in the mirror continued:

"Actually, this is not good. Although it is a small matter, everything can be seen from small things. Acting too recklessly will eventually harm you."

"I have seen countless martial artists who, in order to vent their anger, have made serious mistakes without thinking."

"That 'Supreme Martial King' was..."

At this point, the person in the mirror paused, seemingly realizing that he had said something he shouldn't have, and immediately shut his mouth.

Xue Jing asked in confusion, "Hmm? The Supreme Martial King?"

The person in the mirror said nonchalantly, "It's nothing. You have to experience things yourself to understand them. There's no point in saying more now. You young people probably don't like listening to this kind of preaching anyway. Let's not talk about it anymore."

Although Xue Jing was interested in the title 'Extreme Martial King,' which was clearly closely related to martial arts, he knew that the person in the mirror was probably unwilling or unable to talk about it, so he gave up asking.

"Speaking of which, for someone your age to have mastered traditional martial arts to this level is quite impressive," the person in the mirror said with a somewhat understated compliment.

"Even in the Seventh Metropolitan Area, where martial arts are most developed, there probably aren't many people who can compare to you at this age."

Xue Jing asked curiously, "Oh? I thought I was pretty good, but after hearing you say that, it seems I'm not that outstanding in the Seventh Urban Circle?"

The person in the mirror hummed in agreement: "In terms of pure martial arts, I guess so. After all, the Seventh Urban Circle is the realm of the Supreme Martial King... Let me give you a simple example. You should know that your old martial arts world has seven major titles, right?"

"【Martial Saint】【Master of War】【Flying General】【Overlord】【True Dragon】【Celestial Rank】【Ten Stages】"

"Currently, five of these seven titles are located in the seventh metropolitan area."

Upon hearing this, Xue Jing exclaimed in surprise, "Is that exaggerated?"

The man in the mirror chuckled: "It's even more outrageous than you think. Of the remaining two titles, one of them is the 'Tenth Dan,' which isn't very prestigious. Top martial artists only hold this title once, and they'll just give it up after collecting them. That's why it's not in the Seventh City Area."

"In addition, there are three major titles in the Far East: [Sword Saint], [Battle God], and [Sun Wheel]. Currently, only the [Sword Saint] title is still in the hands of the Far East people. The [Battle God] and [Sun Wheel] titles have been taken by martial artists from the Seventh Metropolitan Area who crossed the sea to obtain them."

The person in the mirror paused, as if remembering something, and added, "Also, the [Champion] title is also in the Seventh Urban Circle... Although this special title is not counted among the seven major titles, its prestige is higher than that of the [Ten Dan]. It can only be obtained before the age of thirty. Some top martial artists who achieve great things later in life never get this title because they are past the age limit, which is a great pity."

"Now you know how advanced martial arts are in the Seventh Metropolitan Area. It's no exaggeration to say that even if you multiplied your Fifth Metropolitan Area by ten, you still wouldn't be enough to defeat them."

Xue Jing clapped his fists together twice in front of his chest and exclaimed, "The world is so big! It seems I'm still far from being good enough!"

The person in the mirror casually said, "Don't worry too much. You're not a pure martial artist. Receiving the bestowal and ascending the ranks is your true path... If you add the identity of a chosen one, with your current strength, you can undoubtedly be considered one of the top figures among your peers."

"To be honest, I would say you should stop wasting your time practicing martial arts. In a few years, you'll probably have no sense of martial arts at all. It would be better to focus on divinely bestowed secret techniques."

"By the way, how long have you been practicing martial arts? You must have started when you were little, right? Ten years?"

Xue Jing thought for a moment, then hesitated for a second: "Hmm...it's been about two and a half months now, hasn't it?"

Upon hearing this, the person in the mirror fell silent.

A gentle breeze swept by, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

After a long silence, the person in the mirror twitched at the corner of their mouth and said, "Oh... I see."

There was another moment of silence.

"Which school of thought do you follow? Who is your master?"

Xue Jing casually replied, "The Hidden Dragon School, my master is called Li Qi."

The person in the mirror pondered for a moment, then asked curiously, "Hidden Dragon Stream? Li Qi?"

"Never heard of him. Is he some kind of reclusive powerhouse with little reputation?"

Xue Jing said, "No way, they should be quite famous. Decades ago, they were known as the 'Three Heroes of Jade City' in the inner ring."

The person in the mirror nodded and said, "Okay, I understand. Just pretend I didn't ask anything."

Two and a half months... learning from a small, unknown sect...

The person in the mirror glanced at the corpse of the Flame-Crying Dragon, whose head had exploded, and scratched his head.

With just that one strike... fifth dan? It should be sixth dan, right?

If they were nurtured by top schools of thought, top figures, and top resources, then that would be considered normal.

However, coming from a small, unorthodox sect, he practiced traditional martial arts to the sixth level in just two and a half months...

It would believe it if you told it that the Supreme Martial King had been reborn after his military service and was rebuilding his life.

Damn it, this kid got me!

After another moment of silence, the person in the mirror spoke with difficulty:

"Hmm, I think you should continue practicing Jiuwu. It's always good to have more skills. You have a lot of potential."

Xue Jing smiled and said, "Hehe... I understand."

Time passed slowly as we chatted.

Around noon, Xue Jing was standing in a stance resembling a dragon but not quite, practicing the Hidden Dragon Technique with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, he sensed something, opened his eyes, and turned his head to look to the left.

In the distant forest, a furtive figure crept closer, stopping and starting.

Seeing this, Xue Jing didn't pay any attention and continued practicing his stance.

It was more than ten minutes later when the other person groped and rustled their way closer.

Xue Jing then opened his eyes, looked at the other person, and asked in confusion, "Renia, what are you doing?"

At this moment, Renia was wearing a black robe and a hood, covering her entire body completely, and she was curled up.

She looked around and whispered, "I came here secretly without telling anyone."

Xue Jing tilted his head: "What's there to hide? Are you some virgin from feudal times who's about to get married but secretly meets her lover?"

Renia tightened her hood: "I don't know what you're talking about... I came here to discuss 'killing the Dragon God' with you! Do you know how serious this is? If even a little bit of this gets out, I'm dead!"

Xue Jing smiled: "It seems you've made up your mind?"

Renia was silent for a moment, then whispered:

"I had no choice."

The priestess is a woman who serves the gods.

She was destined to be the Dragon God Priestess even before she was born, and could only silently endure her fate.

but now……

Renia looked at Xue Jing.

This man is very strong, stronger than she has ever seen before.

Although there are still doubts about whether he can kill the Dragon God, since he dared to bring it up, he must have a way, right?

Regardless of the likelihood of killing the Dragon God, Renia had to consider whether this might be her only chance in this life.

Even if it's just a straw that can't really help, she has to grab onto it!