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

Chapter 49 The Milky Way in the Star Gate

The original version's devouring and insidious elements have been removed, and the core Taoist concepts of "the highest good is like water," "life is endless," and "all things are inclusive" have been incorporated.

It is no longer a simple killing technique, but a combination of health preservation and the pursuit of Tao.

It has an extremely high energy conversion rate and is very gentle, making it difficult to go astray and its potential is immeasurable.

This is the ultimate, enhanced version, debugged by countless wise individuals.

That's it!

A glint flashed in Su Yun's eyes, and he acted almost without hesitation.

What is the wisdom of Earthlings?

We are standing on the shoulders of giants!

No matter how good the original version is, it's still a draft full of bugs from hundreds of years ago.

This iterative version is a perfect patch package optimized by countless masters!

It's a stable version that has been verified by thousands of developers in the open-source community!

If you're going to practice, practice version T0!

At this moment, the chaos in the classroom gradually subsided.

Beside the podium, Rob, with only a quarter of his life left, was hurling a final taunt at Su Yun: "Cough cough—Su Yun—what are you pretending to be so profound for?"

"Compared to true talent and ruthlessness—your laughable efforts are utterly worthless! Cough cough—"

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In the corner, Tang San looked at Su Yun, who was still sweating profusely, struggling with whether or not to teach him the Xuan Tian Gong. He was practically tearing the hem of his clothes in his hands.

Just then, Su Yun suddenly sat up straight, a confident smile curving his lips.

"call----"

Su Yun adjusted his breathing rhythm according to the meridian diagram in the "Daozang·Xuantian Gong" in his mind.

Su Yun suddenly sat up straight, startling everyone. The teacher quickly stepped forward to sense her.

1.0 times.

Seeing this, Rob smirked, a bloodstained sneer spreading across his face: "Hmph, pretentious—useless—"

However, the word "thing" got stuck in his throat before he could even utter it.

He sensed that the aura around Su Yun had changed.

If it was a stagnant pool before, now, ripples are beginning to appear on its surface.

1.05 times————

1.10 times————

The numbers began to climb slowly but steadily.

Rob's mocking smile froze on his face, his eyes widening like saucers: "This—this is impossible—he clearly didn't use any soul skills—"

1.15 times————1.20·————

Su Yun remained as usual, without even breaking a sweat.

Rob had paid the price of bleeding from all seven orifices to achieve this speed.

"No—stop—stop now!"

A nameless panic rose in Rob's heart, and he prayed frantically that Su Yun would encounter a bottleneck.

1.26 times.

It's broken even.

Without any assistance or self-harm, Su Yun easily caught up with the result that Luo Bu had fought tooth and nail to achieve.

Rob's breathing quickened.

Immediately afterwards————

1.29 times!

"puff!!!"

Rob was so enraged that he vomited a mouthful of blood like a fountain.

"Why should I?!"

Rob let out a heart-wrenching cry.

"I sacrificed half my life to achieve this speed—how come you surpass me with just two breaths?! This isn't scientific! This isn't fair!!"

However, this is just the beginning.

Just as Rob vomited blood and collapsed, the upgraded version of the Mysterious Heaven Technique within Su Yun's body finally completed its warm-up, revealing its ferocious fangs.

The previously slow upward speed suddenly accelerated!

1.5x — 2.0x — 3.0x —

Buzz—! ! !

Without warning, the air in the classroom suddenly became thick and sticky.

The primordial energy of heaven and earth, which was originally drifting lazily in the air like floating dust, now seemed to have been summoned by some monarch from a higher dimension.

They trembled violently, converging—

Then a visible, almost tangible, white vortex of airflow formed, centered on Su Yun, and surged back in!

"this----"

Teacher Li, who was taking notes, suddenly snapped the tip of her pen.

He looked up in alarm, but before he could see clearly, a powerful gust of air had already erupted from Su Yun's center.

"Splash—"

—

It was as if someone had suddenly pushed open the classroom window, and the books scattered on the floor were being blown around wildly by the wind. Several girls in the front row exclaimed in surprise, feeling their skirts and hair being blown around by the sudden, strange wind, and had to reach out to hold down their skirts.

In the corner, Tang San suddenly stood up.

At that moment, the purple light in his eyes burst forth almost uncontrollably, and his Purple Demon Eyes were activated to the extreme. He stared intently at Su Yun in the center of the storm, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror.

"This aura—balanced and peaceful, yet vast as the sea—"

Tang San's fingers were trembling violently.

As the only legitimate member of the Tang Clan in this world, he was extremely familiar with the aura of the Mysterious Heaven Skill.

However, the fluctuations emanating from Su Yun at this moment had a similar trajectory to his Xuan Tian Gong, but were fundamentally different!

His Xuan Tian Gong is like a sharp dagger, domineering yet subtle, following a treacherous path.

But Su Yun at this moment is like a majestic and imposing Mount Tai, or a vast ocean that encompasses all things, and he walks the path of the king!

What terrified Tang San even more was that the Xuan Tian Gong internal energy that he was so proud of was now trembling in his meridians as if it had encountered a natural enemy, or as if a subject had met an emperor. It even had a strange impulse to break out of his body and submit to the other party!

"My internal energy—is actually surrendering?!"

Tang San's worldview collapsed at this moment. He even had to circulate his internal energy to forcibly suppress this agitation, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

"No hostility, only endless tolerance and transformation—how is this possible? Could it be that Brother Su has practiced—"

"Is he the ancestor of the Mysterious Heaven Skill?!"

At this moment, Su Yun could not hear any sounds from the outside world.

As the Daoist Canon's Mysterious Heaven Technique, refined through generations of Earth's civilization and patched by countless masters, began to operate, he felt as if he had become a bottomless black hole.

On the podium, Teacher Li felt the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) being drained away at an unbelievable speed, all rushing towards the child wearing sunglasses.

"Five times — ten — three —"

Teacher Li's voice, which had initially trembled, quickly turned into a piercing scream. He seemed to have gone mad, completely losing the composure expected of a teacher. His finger, pointing at Su Yun, was twitching: "Fifty times!!!"

"My God! Fifty times the absorption speed! Is this even human?!"

"Five to fifty times?"

Blood trickled from Rob's mouth, yet he let out a hysterical, agonizing laugh: "Fake—it's all fake! A cover-up! This is a cover-up!"

"Cough cough—it must be the work of capital! This world is too dark!"

As Rob vomited blood, he stared intently at Su Yun with his bloodshot eyes.

"I let the hamster scratch my scalp raw—I risked my life—and only got 1.26 times the payout—"

"He just sat there drinking tea—fifty times?"

"This is unfair! This is persecution of hard-working geniuses like us! I want to report this! I want to appeal! I want to—uh—"

That deep-seated sense of despair instantly overwhelmed Rob.

He felt like an NPC being played by high-level players, a working-class person who was desperately toiling away in front of capitalists, yet still being mocked for being poor.

"Senior! Senior, don't get so excited! You'll bleed to death if you get any more excited!"

The underlings were so scared that they started pinching his philtrum.

In contrast to Rob's breakdown, Xiao Wu excitedly jumped up from her chair, her rabbit ear hair clips swaying with the airflow.

"Wow--!"

She didn't even care about her hair being blown around by the wind; she just excitedly gripped the edge of the table with her two little hands, watching the figure in the eye of the storm, her lips curving upwards involuntarily.

"I knew it! I knew it!"

"How could the boss be a useless version 1.0! This is the boss's true strength!"

In her logic, what's wrong with Su Laoda being so powerful and cultivating a little faster?

"Our leader is so cool! Go for it!"

However, this is far from over.

Even Su Yun himself was somewhat alarmed, wondering if this technique was too powerful.

Lei Zhan's voice came through the headset, sounding somewhat strange, as if he was trying hard to suppress a laugh.

"Su Yun, don't be nervous. When Professor Zhang was looking through those bamboo slips, he found a rather interesting anecdote. Just listen to it as a casual story."

While maintaining his meditation, Su Yun asked, "What unofficial history?"

"Old Zhang speculated that this iterative version of the cultivation method, which has undergone countless revisions, may have originated in the Dharma-ending Age in unofficial histories."

Lei Zhan explained calmly, "The records show that the Earth's spiritual energy was almost depleted during that period. Cultivators at that time were forced to push their techniques to their limits in order to salvage even a sliver of energy from the environment—"

At this point, Lei Zhan paused, his tone tinged with a hint of teasing: "It's like a sponge that's been exposed to the sun for thousands of years and is completely dry. In order to absorb some moisture in the dry air, it has evolved its water absorption capacity to the maximum."

"But now, you're essentially throwing this dry sponge directly into the deep sea."

"And its absorption efficiency will only—"

"Terrifying!"

"I see----"

Su Yun understood.

No wonder this person eats so ungracefully; they're terrified of hunger.

boom-!

The air around Su Yun surged again. This time, it was no longer just air, but formed a white tornado that enveloped his entire body!

Teacher Li's legs went weak, and she knelt down on the ground.

His hair was disheveled, his eyes were vacant, and relying on his senses, he muttered in a trembling voice the hypothesis that sent chills down his spine: "One hundred times—at least one hundred times—".

"Madness—this world has gone mad—a miracle—this is a miracle—"

The terrifying flow rate of one hundred times the normal speed instantly drained all the vital energy from the classroom, creating a brief vacuum.

But Su Yun, who was at the center of the storm, frowned slightly.

"No—it's fast, but it's very uncomfortable."

He felt a severe swelling in his meridians, as if he had overeaten, and even felt a stinging pain.

Su Yun quickly discovered the problem.

This set of practices for the Dharma-ending Age is too indiscriminate.

It doesn't care whether the light spots floating in the air are red, blue, or yellow; as long as it's energy, it absorbs it all into its body.

Ordinary meditation involves selecting and absorbing light points that are suitable for oneself; although this is slow, it is pure.

Now, Su Yun seems to be absorbing everything haphazardly, swallowing it all regardless of whether it tastes good or not.

Although I was indeed full, I had indigestion and my body was filled with all sorts of mixed colors.

Su Yun looked at the chaotic light spots rushing around in his meridians, and a flash of inspiration struck him.

Why would I inhale these colorful impurities?

Why should I adapt to the environment?

Is this because this is the Douluo Continent, and the environment here is so complex?

So I have to hold my nose and adapt to this environment?

Do not!

He recalled the points of light that had spilled out from the crack in the Star Gate when the coordinates of the Star Gate changed and connected to that unknown plane in the Soul Hunter Forest.

Those points of light were pure, profound, and as white as snow, carrying a vast, high-dimensional aura.

That's the light spot that suits me!

Since the silver light spots here are sparse, there's not enough for me to absorb —

Then I can easily connect to a new source myself!

Su Yun's lips curled into a wildly arrogant smile.

If the mountain won't come to me, then I'll move it to you!

The next second, Su Yun had a thought and suddenly pressed his hands to the sides.

"Martial Soul, Star Gate, open!"

hum! ! !

A deep, mysterious white star gate suddenly unfolded behind Su Yun.

The door seemed to lead to the depths of the universe; the moment it appeared, it instantly calmed the restless sparks of light within my body.

The stargate now connects to the vast and boundless deep space of the universe.

There, there are endless, pure, and perfect points of light that are just right for you!

In an instant, the originally chaotic and violent vortex of airflow changed color.

Those messy spots of light, yellowish-brown, fiery red, and cyan, were forcibly repelled by that higher-level aura.

Instead, countless silver specks of light surged out from the stargate!

It was as if the entire Milky Way was tilting down!

boom-!

The next second, the Milky Way reversed direction!

At that moment, the cramped classroom seemed to disappear, and the ceiling and walls melted away in our senses.

Everyone felt as if they were in the vast and boundless deep space of the universe, surrounded by billions of dazzling stars, forming a silver waterfall!

The silver light pierced through the star gate, transforming into a roaring river of light, carrying an ancient aura from the desolate universe, and frantically converged towards Su Yun!

They cheered and jumped for joy, as if Su Yun was the only destination in this sea of ​​stars.

That kind of pure, noble, and vast spatial fluctuation, carrying an overwhelming pressure that crushes all dimensions, descended upon the human world.

"Well----"

Tang San, who had been barely holding on with the internal energy of the Xuan Tian Gong, had finally reached his limit.

Faced with that overwhelming divine might, the purple gleam in his eyes, which he had been so proud of, dimmed instantly, like a firefly under the bright moon.

"Sizzle—"

—

Tang San felt a sharp pain in his eyes, and his Purple Demon Eyes even shed tears from the silver light that filled the sky.

He completely lost the strength to stand, his legs buckled, and he collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, his face filled with shock and awe.

On the podium, Teacher Li's pen had already fallen to the ground.

He opened his mouth wide, so wide that his jaw made a soft "crack" sound and dislocated.

But he felt no pain at all. He was like a petrified sculpture, staring blankly and greedily at the dreamlike silver sea of ​​stars, as if his soul had been cleansed at that moment.