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"It seems you're quite confident in your abilities?"

Du Can said very seriously, "Let me give you a piece of advice: surrender now and don't make me lift a finger. It'll be better for both of us. But judging from your attitude, you won't submit unless I show you what I'm capable of."

Xiao Mufeng sneered, "It's been a long time since I've heard such arrogant words. Want to die? You're welcome. Come on, let me see what you're made of—"

"Wait a minute," Du Can interrupted him. "I've heard about you, and I'm quite interested in you. Would it be convenient for us to meet? To talk face-to-face?"

"..." Xiao Mufeng seemed to be choked by this sudden turn of events, and after a few seconds he said, "I have difficulty moving around. If you want to see me, just walk into the bamboo house yourself... as long as you can get across this path in front of you."

Du Can nodded and said no more.

With a thought, the 108 magic circuits in his body instantly connected to the concept of Blue Silver Grass, emitting a faint glow.

Countless roots sprouted from beneath his feet, winding forward like serpents along the ground.

Du Can followed the path explored by the roots, step by step.

boom!

The roots plunged into a certain spot ahead, suddenly triggering an explosion. Soil flew everywhere, and a section of the root was severed. But countless new roots immediately sprouted from the broken end, continuing to extend forward.

Boom boom boom boom boom—

Explosions rose and fell incessantly. Roots broke and grew back, then broke again, like a tireless swarm of snakes, carving out a safe passage through the minefield.

Midway through the journey, countless small birds suddenly emerged from all directions of the forest.

Unlike startled wild birds that scattered and fled, these birds swooped down towards Du Can in unison. Moreover, each bird faintly emanated magical energy and a strong smell of gunpowder.

"Not only did they plant landmines, but they also formed a kamikaze special attack force?" Du Can raised an eyebrow.

Xiao Mufeng did not respond.

Du Can's mind raced again. The roots that had been lying prostrate on the ground suddenly sprang up, like steel cables, iron chains, and leather whips, dancing wildly in mid-air and lashing precisely at every small bird that flew in.

Boom boom boom boom boom—

Countless small birds exploded into fireballs in mid-air, their feathers scattering everywhere.

Although there are many birds, the number of roots is endless thanks to the concept of Blue Silver Grass; the more birds are killed, the fewer there are, while the roots grow back endlessly when they are broken.

With the balance shifting, Du Can stood unharmed in the center of the protective net woven from roots, continuing his journey step by step.

After navigating the minefield and detonating the Kamikaze Bird, the opponent made no further moves.

Du Can walked the second half of the journey and stepped onto the steps of the bamboo house. Inside the bamboo house, a hunched figure sat on a bamboo chair, wearing a black mask, exactly as described in the documents.

This is how Xiao Mufeng dressed after he was injured; he wasn't like this before.

He was probably disfigured after the injury. He used to be quite handsome, a bright and promising student from Gewu Building. Now he looks like this, disfigured, disabled, and living in the remote Savage Mountain. It's really quite tragic.

Du Can thought for a moment, then stood in front of him and said calmly, "Xiao Mufeng, I've long admired your name. I've come."

Chapter 27 Firecracker Tower Gunpowder Magic

Xiao Mufeng stared at Du Can, his eyes scrutinizing: "He can actually control plants to disrupt my setup, and without chanting any magic incantations. It seems to be magic that can be activated instantly. Is it a mind key? A special plant familiar? Or some kind of magical artifact that controls plants?"

Different people have different understandings of the extraordinary effects that Du Can has demonstrated.

Ye Sizhen knew that Du Can was a first-generation magician and had not inherited any ancestral thought patterns, so she wouldn't speculate in that direction. She would only assume that Du Can had accidentally awakened a talent akin to a superpower.

Since Xiao Mufeng had never met Du Can before, he naturally thought of the various equipment and props that magicians possess.

"I can't tell you that," Du Can said with a smile.

Xiao Mufeng nodded. He had only asked casually. As long as the other party was a normal magician, he wouldn't reveal his secrets to someone he didn't know.

“You certainly have guts.” Xiao Mufeng shifted his position, leaning back in the bamboo chair, his cane resting to the side. “This place may be simple, but it’s still my magic workshop. I have to admire your audacity in walking right in.”

Du Can looked around the bamboo house.

Its design was simple and crude, but he could clearly feel a faint magical aura emanating from the entire building, as well as an unusually strong smell of gunpowder. It wasn't just a smell, but a unique texture of magic mixed with gunpowder smoke.

"Is this a bamboo house or a firecracker house?" Du Can asked casually. "Is the whole building made of firecrackers?"

Xiao Mufeng was silent for a moment. Du Can had actually revealed part of the secret of this bamboo house in one sentence, which surprised him. "Your perception ability is stronger than I expected."

Ordinary people, and even most magicians, cannot actually smell the magical gunpowder scent emanating from the air; only those with extremely keen senses can detect it.

Du Can's perception is naturally very sharp.

If his spiritual power is classified according to realm, in the world of Battle Through the Heavens, he should have reached a relatively deep level in the mortal realm.

The only problem is that I don't have any alchemy inheritance on hand, otherwise I should be able to quickly reach the level of a third-grade alchemist, and I might even be able to reach the level of a fourth-grade alchemist.

In the Douluo Continent world, during the first Douluo era, this would be considered the Mind-Entering Realm. During the third Douluo era, it would be above the Spiritual Connection Realm, approaching the Spiritual Sea Realm.

This level of mental power allows for incredibly detailed observation of the surrounding world. Unless one's cultivation level is far superior, it's absolutely impossible to hide anything from his eyes and perception.

"It's alright," Du Can said dismissively. "Compared to true powerhouses, it's nothing."

Xiao Mufeng didn't understand what Du Can meant by "a true strongman." Based on his current abilities, he had already surpassed most ordinary, mediocre magicians.

To say it's "not worth mentioning" is absurd. Who is he comparing himself to? Could it be... those immortals from the Mountain Court?

Compared to the abilities of immortals, modern magic is indeed insignificant. Is the opponent targeting immortals?

Xiao Mufeng pondered to himself.

"You said you wanted to chat with me," Xiao Mufeng pulled himself out of his thoughts, "What did you want to talk about?"

Du Can was straightforward: "It's nothing. I'm just curious, how did you get injured?"

After hearing this, Xiao Mufeng's expression visibly darkened beneath his black mask. His voice suddenly turned sinister: "What do you want? To reopen my wounds? To mock my failures? Or to find out my weaknesses?"

"I didn't mean anything by it." Du Can waved his hand, his tone sincere. "I just wanted to hear your story. I didn't mean to mock you or analyze your weaknesses."

Du Can was telling the truth. He genuinely just wanted to hear the story of the person in front of him.

This is just him, a healthy person with all four limbs intact, instinctively wanting to know how a disabled person became disabled after seeing them; there's no other meaning behind it.

However, this statement itself carries the connotation of mockery and reopening old wounds, and Du Can also knew that there was a problem with what he had just said.

"If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine," Du Can apologized. "Pretend I didn't say what I just said. I also apologize for what I said earlier."

Xiao Mufeng gave Du Can a deep look, and after a moment of silence, asked, "What else would you like to talk to me about?"

"It's gone."

"That's all?" Xiao Mufeng was clearly surprised. "Is that all you wanted to ask?"

"Yes. That's the first thing I wanted to ask you after I saw you. If you don't want to say, I won't force you. Besides that... it seems like there's nothing else to ask."

Xiao Mufeng said coldly, "Since you have nothing to say, then I'm going to take action. You'd better say a few more words, consider them your last words."

Xiao Mufeng's personality has become extremely extreme. Anyone who stands in his way will be killed without hesitation, regardless of whether that person is evil or good.

He had killed many people, cutting off his own escape route; he could only move forward, destroying everything in his path.

"Last words?" Du Can shook his head, his tone indifferent. "That's too early for me. Let's just start fighting. I won't waste your time."

Xiao Mufeng looked at Du Can's confident demeanor with great suspicion. This was, after all, his magic workshop, where he had laid numerous traps.

In theory, even a highly knowledgeable and renowned magician would be cautious and wary when entering the workshop of an ordinary magician, rather than being so arrogant.

Even if a magician's magic is incredibly powerful, there's always a chance of failure if they can't unleash its full potential.

The other party is so confident, could it be that he has some trump card that he doesn't know about?

It doesn't matter. Let's try and see if the other person is truly confident or just arrogant.

"You are the challenger." Xiao Mufeng raised his withered hand, his fingertips drawing a streak of fire in the air. "[Flying Fire Meteor, Flaming Subjugation], activate!"

In an instant, the entire atmosphere of the bamboo building changed.

Countless tiny flames seeped from the cracks in the bamboo floor and walls, like starlight or firecracker sparks, crackling and scattering flames outwards.

Upon seeing the tiny flames, Du Can immediately said, "Why did you make so many sparklers? The New Year isn't even here yet."

Xiao Mufeng didn't speak, but moved his fingers. His withered fingers directed these tiny flames, making them move and dance rapidly in the air, like little fire sprites.

These little fire sprites wanted to get close to Du Can, this outsider, and all approached his body.

When Du Can saw these little things, which looked like sparkling fireworks on fairy wands, approaching, he reached out and grabbed one of them.

boom!

The tiny flame exploded the instant it approached Du Can's skin, producing a loud bang.

Du Can looked at the blackened marks on his palm and smelled the strong gunpowder odor. However, only the surface was blackened; in reality, there was no injury at all.

However, this move is actually quite powerful, comparable to a small hand grenade.

Only Du Can could defend against this move. If it were an ordinary person, and they dared to touch that tiny flame with their hand, their entire palm would be blown to pieces.

Upon seeing this scene, Xiao Mufeng frowned slightly beneath his black mask.

The opponent actually dared to use their body to withstand the power of my gunpowder magic? Not necessarily, perhaps the opponent had already taken some protective measures.

Xiao Mufeng commanded more tiny flames to launch an attack on the opponent, sweeping over him like a small patch of shining starlight.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

A series of explosions rang out.

The burst of light and flames made it impossible for Xiao Mufeng to see the opponent's specific situation for a moment.

Some tiny flames landed on the ground outside the bamboo house, blasting out large craters of varying depths.

Some tiny flames landed on the trunks of some trees outside the bamboo house, blasting large craters in the trunks. The resulting shockwave caused the trees to split open and collapse with a crash.

With such immense power, even an ordinary person wearing a bulletproof vest would have no chance of withstanding it, and even an elephant would not be able to withstand such a series of fierce bombardments.

However, when the light and heat dissipated, the scene that appeared before Xiao Mufeng made his pupils shrink.

"Impossible!" Xiao Mufeng couldn't help but exclaim, "How did you do that?"

Chapter 28 Magical Veil and Gunpowder Clouds

As the flames faded, Du Can reappeared in the same spot, completely unharmed.

However, a layer of bright yellow light, like a light veil, enveloped his entire body on his surface.

Nothing is impossible.