I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

But even the child known as the 'strongest elementary school student on Earth' in the Seventh Urban Circle, in Wu Xuanzhu's eyes, was still within the category of 'human,' and did not have the 'inhuman' feeling that Xue Jing was giving him at this moment.

His eyes could see clearly that Xue Jing's physical and mental energy levels were still very weak, far from reaching the level of breaking through limits.

Although the concept of 'breaking the limit' is very vague, and everyone's strength varies greatly after breaking the limit due to various reasons such as physique and cultivation method, there is still a general range.

It was very strange. Experience, intuition, eyesight... everything told Wu Xuanzhu that the strength of the boy in front of him was only 1.

But the feeling he got from that sword strike was more than 10.

"Is he in a state of explosive energy, or is it the effect of some divine secret technique...? No, not entirely."

Before Wu Xuanzhu could think further, Xue Jing's dark golden vertical pupils, burning with fury, looked at him again.

next moment.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle—!!"

The familiar sharp whistling sound that cut through the air rang in Wu Xuanzhu's ears.

Although the sound was more muffled and louder than the sound of a spear thrusting into someone, he immediately recognized what it was.

The giant sword thrust out relentlessly, transforming into a torrent of sword energy that surged towards Wu Xuanzhu.

It was his world-renowned skill – the Perfect Clothes!

"This kid..."

Wu Xuanzhu's eyes widened.

He actually managed to use this door-like thing to achieve such a flawless feat?

Who do you think you are? This is an unparalleled skill, with no room for modification. The slightest mistake will lead to a huge flaw.

Unless one reaches his level of mastery, let alone using other weapons to perform such fancy maneuvers, even using the wrong type of gun could cause problems with the calculations for subsequent moves.

You've only been learning for a short time, and you're already trying to use a sword to carry a gun? And with this kind of heavy, difficult-to-use door-panel sword, no less?

Wu Xuanzhu shook his head.

They've lost all reason so completely that they can't even consider the basics of self-interest.

He stretched out a finger to meet the torrent of sword waterfall.

His fingertips precisely touched the tip of each sword, sending out wave after wave of air currents.

Using the "Perfect Technique" technique on his supposedly flawless master... to call it showing off one's limited skills before an expert is an understatement.

Unsurprisingly, he easily and accurately blocked every single shot.

But as the number of shots he blocked increased, Wu Xuanzhu's expression grew increasingly surprised.

Xue Jing, with his flawless execution using the large door panel, delivered a perfect performance with every single shot, leaving no room for error. Even Xue Jing himself couldn't find any fault with it.

Even more so because of the advantage of the weapon, it exuded an extremely heavy and powerful aura compared to using a spear.

Why……?

This kind of exquisite skill is much more difficult to master than ordinary martial arts if it is freed from the limitations of weapons. To this day, apart from him who has reached the highest level, anyone who practices the Perfect Technique must use a specially made 'embroidery needle' shaped spear to fully unleash its potential.

And this kid...

The sense of unease, as if Xue Jing were inhuman, grew stronger and stronger, and Wu Xuanzhu's expression became somewhat strange.

"Puff puff puff puff——"

The torrent of swords continued, fifty swords, sixty swords, eighty swords, one hundred swords...

"Hundreds of needles and thousands of threads..."

The illusory image of the Heavenly Feather Robe solidified, but Xue Jing's movements did not stop.

After [Soldier Strike] was upgraded to [Soldier Master], his control over weapons improved significantly, and his perfect skill level also rose accordingly.

After a few more days of practice, his shooting limit reached another leap.

One hundred and ten swords, one hundred and twenty swords...

Wu Xuanzhu's eyelids twitched.

He had taken some time on his way to Yuancheng to watch the video of Xue Jing and Zhou Yinglin's match, and knew that he had already cultivated the Seamless Clothes technique to the level of Hundred Needles and Thousand Threads.

But it hasn't been long, how come it's already 120?

Fortunately, Xue Jing did not surprise him further. On the 123rd sword strike, at the moment his fingertips touched the sword tip, his body paused slightly, and the giant sword in his hand seemed to slip out of his grasp, spinning in the air and flying into the sky behind him.

"It's almost done..."

Wu Xuanzhu began to speak, but he hadn't finished his sentence.

"call out--"

A shrill sound of air being torn apart came, and Wu Xuanzhu subconsciously tilted his body slightly.

Almost simultaneously with the sound, a streak of white-gold light, its shape indistinct, swept past the spot where he had dodged, the swirling wind causing the clothes on both of them to flutter violently.

"Ok?"

Flying sword technique?

What new tricks are you using?

"Crackling crackling—"

Seeing silver-white lightning dragon horns appear on Xue Jing's head, and the surrounding black air currents rapidly gathering around him like a tornado, Wu Xuanzhu suddenly realized that this boy's strength lay not in martial arts.

The martial arts prowess he displayed was so astonishing that it momentarily overshadowed this fact.

Wu Xuanzhu made a quick decision, realizing that they couldn't continue playing along, or things would escalate.

His eyes met Xue Jing's dark gold vertical pupils, his gaze sharpened, and he rebuked:

"Don't wake up yet!"

An invisible, needle-like force pierced Xue Jing's brow.

In an instant, the quietly burning anger in Xue Jing's eyes vanished, and the shape of his dark gold vertical pupils returned to normal.

He seemed surprised and somewhat confused, and said:

"Huh? What happened?"

As he spoke, he looked at the elderly man in front of him who seemed to be all years old, and asked in confusion:

"you are?"

Wu Xuanzhu glared at him and said somewhat angrily:

"I didn't use much force with my 'Divine Will Needle,' and when it entered your consciousness, it felt like pricking a piece of cowhide. It didn't have any stimulating effect at all... You kid, you've been awake for a while now, haven't you?"

Seeing that he couldn't hide it from Xue Jing, he immediately suppressed his surprise and confusion, smiled, and cupped his hands in greeting:

"I have met Senior Wu... I was momentarily overjoyed at the sight of the hunt, please forgive me."

Xue Jing had already sensed something was wrong as soon as he threw his first punch at Wu Xuanzhu.

Although it was his first time entering the extreme rage state of the ultimate technique, Reverse Scale, and his mind was controlled by anger, he possessed the [True Visualization], making his mental consciousness extremely strong, and his mastery of 'Tranquility' was also very high.

The fact that this 'stranger who wanted to ambush him' could block his full-force eye-dotting attack with just one finger, and with exactly the same force as the eye-dotting attack, was enough for him to realize that something was wrong, even though his mind was clouded by anger.

By then, he was able to suppress his extreme anger and return to normal.

However, he did not do that. Instead, he let his anger control him and continued to attack Wu Xuanzhu.

A master of this caliber is extremely rare...

"Never mind." Wu Xuanzhu waved his hand.

He looked at the extremely handsome young man in front of him, whose gentle expression and pleasant smile were like a spring breeze. It was almost impossible for him to connect him with the person in the video who had committed such a brutal act against his disciple on the arena.

I thought he would be an arrogant and unruly person, and I was even thinking of using some methods to teach him a lesson.

But now, after meeting them and starting our conversation, I felt like I was seeing a successful junior in my own family. For some reason, the more I looked at them, the more I liked them, and I couldn't bring myself to criticize them at all.

'Excellent appearance, impeccable manners, knows when to be arrogant and has the vigor that youth should have, and is humble when necessary, showing respect to elders... His martial arts talent is exceptional; to have reached this level, he must have worked incredibly hard, never slacking off, even with an even better path available...'

The more Wu Xuanzhu looked at Xue Jing, the more absurd he found him.

How could such a person exist in this world?

Where did this illegitimate child of God come from? Did he kneel down and beg for food? Does he think he gets all the benefits by himself?

If he were seventy years younger, Wu Xuanzhu felt that his mentality would probably be unbalanced.

"...Flawless, how long did you practice?"

Wu Xuanzhu looked at Xue Jing and asked.

At this moment, because the commotion here was so great, many members of the Zhige base came looking for them.

The first to arrive was the base commander, Xu Hongzhong.

Upon arriving at the scene and seeing Wu Xuanzhu's face, his expression immediately changed, and he ordered everyone to stay away from the area for the time being.

He then cautiously stayed at a distance, observing the situation, and dared not make any rash moves.

Xue Jing thought for a moment and said, "It should have been about ten days."

It must have been about ten days.

It's been about ten days.

Good heavens.

Right.

Wu Xuanzhu: "..."

He felt Xue Jing's words replaying in his mind.

If he hadn't confirmed the boy's information with Wu Youqing, knowing that he was only a teenager and had only been practicing martial arts for four months, he would have almost thought that he was getting old and his hearing was failing, and that he had heard it as ten years or so.

"Do you think we're practicing calisthenics?"

Wu Xuanzhu remained silent.

He wanted to believe that Xue Jing was just bragging... but reason told him that Xue Jing really didn't need to make such a pointless boast that would be exposed so easily.