My martial spirit leads me to Earth; I begin by submitting my skills to the Douluo Continent.

Chapter 36 Art is an Explosion

"Yes, Brother Su!"

Although he couldn't understand who Daigo was, Su Yun's words completely ignited Tang San's passion.

He took a deep breath, his eyes becoming more resolute than ever before.

He even subconsciously imitated Su Yun's earlier actions, raising his right hand high as if he were actually holding some kind of transformation artifact.

"I will prove to you the power of light!"

Tang San let out a low shout, stepped on the Ghost Shadow Clone Technique, and his figure shot out like an arrow, heading straight for the Golden Sunflower in the center of the flower sea, which looked like it was cast in red gold.

However, the moment Tang San stepped into the sea of ​​flowers...

"Be careful!"

Su Yun abruptly stopped eating the sunflower seeds, and before he could even spit out the shells, he let out a sharp shout.

The three-meter-tall Golden Sunflower seemed to sense the killing intent emanating from Tang San.

Its enormous, crimson-gold flower disc trembled violently, and the petals that had been stretching out towards the sun instantly tightened.

The golden flames at the edge of the flower plate surged, emitting a piercing shriek.

With this angry roar, the once beautiful and romantic sea of ​​flowers around us instantly shed its disguise!

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Dirt flew everywhere, and the turf burst open!

Dozens of lush green plants, resembling trumpet flowers but with openings as thick as bowls, suddenly sprouted from the soil, their verdant muzzles all aimed at the crowd.

Interspersed among them were several strange grass leaves, entirely ice-blue in color and exuding a chilling aura.

At the very front, the ground bulged violently, and five or six giant, nut-shaped objects with a metallic sheen burst forth from the earth, blocking Tang San's path like iron walls.

"What... what kind of formation is this?!"

Red Hair, who was just about to watch the show, was so frightened that he almost dropped the fire poker in his hand, and his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"It's one thing for sunflowers to become spirits, but how come even these weeds are becoming spirits? This is just too uncivilized!"

Yu Xiaogang was dumbfounded, his notebook crumpled in his hand, and he was in a state of great cognitive confusion.

"Jade marble flower? Frost breath grass? And an iron-skinned nut known for its defensive properties?!"

The master's voice trembled, and his finger quivered as he pointed at the group of plants.

"This is impossible! Plant-type spirit beasts are usually extremely territorial, independent of each other, and lack complex social structures! How could these different kinds of plant spirit beasts cooperate like an army? This completely violates spirit beast ecology!"

"Puff puff puff puff puff!"

A series of sharp, whistling sounds suddenly rang out.

Countless emerald green seeds, mixed with ice balls, rained down on the crowd like a storm of pear blossoms!

"Oh no! Mistress, get out of here!" Yu Xiaogang shouted in terror.

But at this moment, Tang San had already rushed to the front, and the dense rain of bullets blocked all his evasive routes.

"Now is the time for us to step in!"

At this critical moment, Red Hair roared.

He called out to his brothers behind him, "Yellow-haired, Blue-haired, Green-haired! Form ranks! Meat shields, charge!"

"Big brother's here!"

These four oddball brothers with different hair colors actually formed a charging formation in a very convincing way.

"Charge! For our godfather's glory!"

Three seconds later.

"Ouch! My head!"

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! This bean hurts so much when it hits me! I'm going to get a concussion!"

"Stop hitting! Stop hitting! My legs are frozen! We're going to break!"

The four-man team was defeated even faster than they charged.

The seeds shot out by the jade marble flower had tremendous kinetic energy. They struck the iron pot with a clanging sound, causing the yellow-haired man's tiger's mouth to crack, and the iron pot was directly smashed into a sieve.

The chilling breath emitted by the Frost Breath Grass was even more disgusting, slowing down the movements of the four of them considerably.

The worst off was Red Hair. He crashed headfirst into the iron-skinned nut, and the recoil left him dazed and confused. Before he could even get up, he was nearly choked to death by a Purple Demon Mouth Flower that suddenly sprouted from behind.

Tang San was forced to retreat, his figure weaving through the dense hail of bullets like a ghost, while throwing out several bone-piercing nails in an attempt to retaliate.

To Tang San's despair, his Bone-Piercing Nail, when it struck the iron-skinned fruits blocking the front row, only produced a few sparks, without even breaking the skin.

"That's interesting."

Su Yun, who hadn't moved an inch, looked at the familiar scene before him and casually tossed the sunflower seed shells in his hand aside.

"Since you all enjoy playing positional warfare so much—"

Su Yun reached out to adjust his sunglasses, and the space behind him distorted slightly before the pure white star gate burst open.

"Then I'll teach you what modern warfare and firepower coverage are."

Su Yun lightly tapped his brow with his fingertip, his voice clear and cold: "First Soul Skill, Jixia Academy - Gate of the Academy."

As Su Yun finished speaking, the pure white star gate suddenly trembled violently and burst forth with dazzling light.

A sudden change has occurred!

On the top beam of the door frame, the exquisite white ze relief, which was originally still, suddenly seemed to be infused with a soul.

Its tightly closed stone eyes suddenly opened, shooting out two captivating golden beams of light, as if they could see through all the illusions of the world.

Immediately afterwards, the Bai Ze relief raised its proud head, opened its mouth, and let out an ancient roar that was neither a lion's roar nor a dragon's cry.

"roar-!!!"

The roar, filled with the majestic power of a mythical beast suppressing all heavens, instantly drowned out the piercing alarm of the Golden Sun Miankui, bringing a moment of deathly silence to the originally noisy and chaotic battlefield.

All the plant-like spirit beasts instinctively paused for a moment, a reaction of lower life forms' primal fear of higher-level divine beasts.

With the awakening of the auspicious beast and the tolling of the bell, the two-meter-high pure white star gate suddenly swung open.

The view behind the door was no longer the deep and vast cosmic nebula, but instantly transformed into an independent and magnificent ancient world.

Amidst the swirling mist, one can vaguely see magnificent and ancient buildings rising from the ground, with high platforms and pavilions, flying eaves and upturned corners, floating in the void like a mirage, exuding a profound sense of having experienced countless vicissitudes.

It was an unparalleled academy that brought together the wisdom of all the schools of thought in ancient China.

Jixia Academy.

A series of clear, resonant voices, seemingly from ancient sages, pierced through the barriers of time and space, carrying the profound wisdom of the Dao, and echoed clearly in everyone's ears, washing away the ferocity on the battlefield.

Immediately afterwards, outside the gate of the academy, three illusory figures of scholars dressed in coarse cloth robes, with blurred faces and surrounded by a faint scent of ink and a righteous aura, slowly floated out and hovered beside Su Yun.

Although with Su Yun's current soul power, he could only barely communicate with the outermost layer of the academy and summon the phantoms of a few outer disciples, it was already enough.

They hovered beside Su Yun like guardian spirits.

On the left, someone sat cross-legged, rapidly flipping through bamboo slips in their hands.

On the right, one holds a calligraphy brush and sketches the battlefield in the void.

Behind him, someone was deep in thought with their eyes closed.

The moment the phantom appeared, Su Yun felt his mind instantly clear.

Those illusory figures of scholars are his external brain.

Countless complex ballistic calculations, wind speed corrections, and weakness analyses were all processed instantly by these outer disciples, then transformed into the purest combat intuition, silently flowing into Su Yun's heart.

No need to think, the answer is there.

Su Yun slowly raised his hands, and the next second he held a black behemoth with a gun barrel as thick as a gun.

AA-12 Automatic Shotgun!

Melee meat grinder!

"Too slow."

Under the blessing of a sage's mind, Su Yun sees only black and white lines and red weaknesses in the world.

The illusory figure of the scholar beside him lightly tapped his finger.

A coordinate instantly appeared in Su Yun's mind.

boom!

Su Yun pulled the trigger, and the AA-12's distinctive deep roar rang out.

A huge muzzle flash erupted as a 12-gauge high-explosive armor-piercing round whistled out.

It blasted directly at a giant ice ball that was falling in mid-air.

boom!

The bullet exploded the instant it hit the ice puck!

The high explosive mixed with steel balls blasted the ice ball into a burst in mid-air. The shattered ice crystals bounced back like bullets, turning the Ice Breath Grass into a sieve.

Bang bang bang!

Su Yun began to take a step forward.

The AA-12 in his hand spewed out a continuous stream of flames, and this powerful weapon remained as steady as Mount Tai in Su Yun's hands.

With each flick of the brush in the scholar's phantom hand, Su Yun's gun barrel would adjust slightly.

No aiming is needed; intuition guides the bullet's trajectory.

Directly in front of him, the iron-skinned drupe blocked his view.

Su Yun's lips curled slightly, and he suddenly slapped his waist with his left hand, revealing two round, green objects in his palm.

M67 delayed-action grenade.

Su Yun bit off the pull tab with her teeth.

The illusory image of the scholar beside him flipped through bamboo slips, and a perfect red parabola instantly formed in Su Yun's mind. He even calculated the rolling distance and detonation time of the grenade after it landed.

Whoosh!

The two grenades traced an eerie high arc, soaring over the top of the Nut Wall and landing precisely on the densely planted back row.

Boom!

Two bright orange fireballs rose from the sea of ​​flowers.

The massive shockwave, mixed with debris, instantly ripped the seemingly indestructible wall of nuts off from behind!

"What...what kind of weapon is this?!"

The red-haired man lying on the ground was thrilled. He had just thought that the iron wall was indestructible, but in the blink of an eye, it was blown into the sky by his own godfather!

"Art! This is the art of explosion!"

The smoke and dust had not yet dissipated.

Su Yun, holding a gun in one hand, strode across the scorched earth.

The illusory figure of the scholar beside him remained quietly suspended, untouched by a speck of dust.

He pushed up his sunglasses, his cold gaze piercing through the layers of smoke, locking onto the Golden Sunflower deep in the sea of ​​flowers, which was trembling in fury and whose flower heads had turned crimson.

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