Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

“That’s true…” the hooded man sighed softly. “So, I regret that I have to personally extinguish the last trace of my idol in the world.”

“The moment you chose to conspire with the tiger and kill the Red Emperor, I had no other choice,” Feng Yunke said. “You have actually lived for a long time, but you want to live even longer.”

"How could you, a mere worm clinging to life, possibly understand the short-lived species' pursuit of longevity?"

"According to current worldly views, you are already an immortal being."

"Not enough."

"Yes, I understand."

A long silence fell between the two.

The next battle has begun, this time it's Ming versus Chu Kuangren... The two sides quickly decided the winner, and Chu Kuangren suffered another defeat.

“I must remind you of something,” Feng Yunke said. “Be careful of the Primordial Alien Race. They have far more tricks up their sleeves than you can imagine, not to mention your desire to replace the Red Emperor.”

The hooded man asked, "Why did you remind me?"

"I hope you succeed. If even you cannot defeat a dead progenitor, then I don't know when I will achieve true victory... Of course, even after you succeed, I will still come to kill you."

The hooded man didn't say anything more. He turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

Also in the audience, Ying Qin Guan suddenly seemed to sense something, turned his head and scanned the surroundings, but saw nothing.

Chapter Thirty-Five: Let These Fists Do It

Board game arcade.

Ying Qin Guan, the boss, and Ye Qu were playing Dou Dizhu—of course, it was the Dou Dizhu mode from Time Kill, not the poker version.

Ying Qin Guan drew several event cards for the Primordial Alien Race in a row and couldn't help but complain, "How come there are so many Primordial Alien Races... Didn't they say that humans have actually come into contact with fewer than ten Primordial Alien Races?"

"Humans didn't actually come into contact with many ancestral alien races, but they did come into contact with many alien races." The shopkeeper explained, "There are many folk tales and stories. Over time, some ancestral alien races that humans never came into contact with also had corresponding artistic images, such as... the Undying King."

When Ying Qin Guan heard the boss say this, he was greatly surprised. He had heard many rumors about the Undying King and always believed that the other party had actually existed. But from what the boss said... the Undying King seemed to be just an artistic figure created by humans. The alien ancestor of the owl still existed, but it was not the Undying King.

“Eh…” Ying Qin Guan asked, “In that event field, how many of these unconfirmed ancestral alien races are there, and which alien race do they correspond to respectively?”

"These ancestral alien races that created artistic images have one thing in common," Nocturne said with a slight smile, gently waving her folding fan. "Their titles are all closely related to the alien talents of their respective lineages... In fact, while the abilities and talents of the ancestral alien races and other races are related, the connection is usually not very strong. Otherwise, in terms of direct combat power, the Undying King would definitely be stronger than the Earth Mother Goddess. But in reality, the Earth Mother Goddess is the only ancestral alien race known for its direct combat power."

High emotional intelligence: Known for his positive combat effectiveness.

Low emotional intelligence: idiot.

In other words, the connections between the original alien races and other races that actually appeared were not very significant. However, the artistic figures that were created were usually given a great deal of connection in order to make people "think of that as soon as they see this one".

“Nocturne is right,” the boss said. “For example, the King of the Earth, the Red Emperor, and the Passerby are the three most widely known artistic figures, but they never actually existed.”

King of the Earth, Ying Qin, knew that the owl was the progenitor of the alien race. But what do the Red Emperor and the passerby represent respectively?

If this artistic image reflects a talent from a different race...

Rebellious demons and... demi-humans?

Ying Qin Guan could only think of these two at the moment.

Unlike the clowns and the Earth Mother Goddess, who are original alien races that are active on their own, and are more like artistic figures created by humans, they are not active on their own. Only when their own lineage of alien races is active can they be active. In the world today, and even thousands of years ago, the two most active alien races were, of course, the Rebellious Demons and the Demi-humans.

Rebellious Ghost, with red eyes, corresponds to the Red Emperor. Ying Qin Guan thinks it's passable. Passerby corresponds to the demi-human... which also seems okay. The most terrifying thing about the demi-human race is that apart from the two common characteristics of alien races (being controlled by the progenitor and having children born from marriage with humans who are also aliens), they have no talents of their own (Rebellious Ghost's red eyes, Owl's physical qualities, etc.).

Therefore, everyone who passes by could potentially be a demi-human. Hence the term "passerby" to the progenitor... It sounds chilling, like a horror story. This is both the terrifying aspect of demi-humans and their tragedy. No demi-human knows they are demi-humans; their lives are always in the hands of that progenitor, a different race.

"If they've never appeared, then what have they been doing?" Ying Qin Guan frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "With such a long lifespan and power, yet without any natural enemies, for such a long time, have they done nothing at all?"

Nocturne waved his fan and said with a smile, "Perhaps some of the ancestral alien races are just playing around with life. You can't talk to a frog in a well about the sea, because it's too narrow-minded; you can't talk to a summer insect about ice, because it's too attached to its season. If you try to understand a long-lived species with the mindset of a short-lived species, you're destined to never get the right answer, so don't overthink it."

Ying Qin Guan thought Ye Qu's words made sense, so he decided to play cards and had a great time.

-

In the blink of an eye, the tenth day arrived, the day when the Nephalem and Quetzalcoatl clashed.

As Jiu Yi said, Naifeitian's heart was as hard as iron, and he didn't need anyone's comfort. He would never be discouraged or wallow in a defeat. From the fourth day to the ninth day, there were six tough battles, and every one of them was hard-won, but he did win every single one of them.

With each victory, the Nephalem's momentum grew stronger.

As for Kui... Ying Qin Guan hadn't watched his match. It wasn't until today, when he came to watch the Nephalem's match, that he finally saw Kui. He had some minor injuries, but they didn't seem serious. However, after talking with the people around him, Ying Qin Guan learned that these wounds had once been extremely deep; a full-force attack from a top-tier martial artist would be incredibly difficult to withstand, with many swords and blades piercing through. But regardless of the nature of the injuries, by the time Kui appeared the next day, they had mostly disappeared.

This regenerative ability is terrifying, and it also means that the martial artists' plans have failed... Kui was invincible from the beginning, and some even doubted it. Even his heart is not a fatal weakness for Kui.

The odds of winning this match were slim, but Nephalem did not back down. After fighting for six days straight since Hiyomura Tan's defeat, although his physical condition was not at its peak, his spirit and soul had undergone a brief sublimation... In this match, whether he won or lost, he had to make something of himself.

The Nephalem walked towards the center of the Great Arena... Kui stood there, his expression calm, exuding an aura of invincibility that made the Nephalem feel somewhat breathless.

"If that guy really went into battle mode, would he make people feel suffocated like this...?"

Nephalem recalled the moment he first met Ying Qin Guan more than two years ago, and immediately confirmed his suspicions.

"No, he needs to be even more... but we probably won't see him anymore, which is a good thing."

Nephalem took a deep breath and slowly assumed a fighting stance.

Kui stood twenty meters away from the Nephalem. Seeing the Nephalem take a stance, he was slightly surprised and asked, "Aren't you going to say anything?"

—This shows that in the past few days, Kui had already experienced many customs related to martial artists. However, due to the difference in strength, he basically only heard the pre-battle rhetoric and didn't hear the victor's speech after the battle.

“I have nothing to say,” the Nephalem said in a deep voice. “Just leave it all to my fists.”

"Good awareness... Come on."

Chapter Thirty-Six: The Invitation

In the arena, the battle between the Nephalem and the King has begun. The Nephalem's attacks are extremely swift, but they are basically just scratching the King's skin.

It would be far too difficult to defeat such a powerful physique using only mortal flesh.

Meanwhile, in the stands outside the stadium, Ying Qin Guan and his entourage were greeted by an uninvited guest.

The newcomer was dressed in a cherry-colored ronin outfit, followed by a stunningly beautiful young woman with her eyes closed. The audience was packed with people, so crowded that everyone could hardly breathe. However, when this person walked in, the audience parted to make way for him, and from above, it was as if a white path had opened up in the dark, surging crowd.

The person who arrived was none other than Himura Tanzakura.

He walked straight to Ying Qin Guan's side, and the gray-haired man next to him whispered to Jiu Yi, "Do they know each other?"

Hishimura Tan's fame spread throughout the world this June, and he seemed poised to become the world's number one martial artist. Before that, he was virtually unknown, which explains why the gray-haired man asked such a question.

Jiu Yi had little contact with Fei Cun Tan Ying, and unlike Nephalem, he wasn't a bridge between Ying Qin Guan and Qi Yao. He didn't know the various secrets involved, and only vaguely replied, "Probably."

Himura Tan's side did not sit down, but chuckled and said, "I'm surprised that you're not participating."

Ying Qin Guan said, "I have no such idea... What, you want to fight me? That's no problem, I'll take it all."

"To be honest, I did have that thought before," Hisumura Tanzakura said with a smile. "But since you're not participating, it means you don't want to fight, so let's skip it."

"Are you—"

Shen Xin was about to jump in and unleash her attack, but the blind Shen Jiu turned around and stared at her. Although she didn't open her eyes, Shen Xin still noticed her gaze and immediately chickened out, putting the blackboard away.

This action shocked Yu Xietian greatly. He stared at Shenxin, wondering if the guy had been possessed by someone.

"Don't talk nonsense." Ying Qin Guan laughed and said, "The challenger and the challenged have all the rights. When one person makes up their mind to issue a challenge, the other person cannot escape it."

"Perhaps my determination isn't that strong." Hisumura Tan's gaze swept across the arena as she softly said, "If we win tomorrow, please come down and have a go."

"I've always been indifferent."

"Oh.."

Himura Tanzaku chuckled and looked at the arena. Just then, Kui began his first counterattack. Unlike his massive body, Kui's attack was incredibly fast. Nephalem couldn't dodge in time and was struck by a palm, flying more than fifty meters away and carving a deep trench in the ground.

“This astonishing power…” Hisumura Tanzaku exclaimed, “Without using internal energy, this is something that could never be done.”

He didn't linger there. After a brief remark, he left, saying to Ying Qin Guan before departing, "See you tomorrow."

"Ah."

Hishimura Danzao left satisfied.

As soon as Shenzhou-9 left, Shenxin became arrogant and started stirring up trouble by picking up a small blackboard.

"Ying Qin Guan! Listen to what he means! He's going to attack Kui first, then you! He's using both of you as stepping stones. Can you stand for that? I certainly can't!"

Shenxin changed his self-reference from "Master" to "Brother" again this time, but since Shenxin always talked nonsense, Ying Qin Guan was used to it and didn't care much.

Why don't you say that to his face?

"I just wanted to save face for my sister!"

Well, now he's the boss again.

Ying Qin Guan smiled helplessly and said nothing. Yu Xie Tian tried to resist and said something.

"I think you're just afraid of your sister!"

Shenxin flew into a rage and slammed the small blackboard repeatedly onto Yu Xietian's head. Amidst their playful sparring, the Nephalem in the arena were no match for the leader and were defeated.

With the Nephalem's defeat, only two people remain capable of competing for the championship: Hiramura Dan Sakura and Kai, who have maintained an undefeated record so far.

Their battle happened to take place on the last day, and the suspense of this decisive battle was left until the very last day.

-

On the eleventh day, the final day of the World Martial Arts Tournament, it was time for Kai and Hisumura Danzai to have their final battle.

The Grand Arena was already packed with people after ten days. On the final day, the number of attendees reached a new peak, and television ratings hit their highest. Many people wanted to witness this battle: would the previously unknown Himura Tanzaku emerge victorious, or would the legendary alien champion continue his undefeated streak?

According to the original match order, this match was actually scheduled as the fourth game of the day. However, the organizers made a slight adjustment, moving it to the last game, the sixth game. This will have almost no impact on the outcome of the match. But moving it to the last game definitely gives a completely different feeling.

The first five battles ended quickly, and most people, whether spectators or contestants, were no longer focused on the event.

The sixth and final battle has arrived.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the two entered the venue.

Himura Danzai always wore that cherry-colored ronin outfit, but unlike before, this time he carried a sword, which hung at his waist and swayed precariously.

Kui had many wounds, but none of them were serious; in fact, many had completely healed. His defense and regenerative abilities were unbelievably strong. Although there is no inherent fairness in this world, this scene was still incredibly disheartening.

When the two entered the arena, there wasn't much cheering. Instead, many people held their breath, afraid to make a sound and disturb what was bound to be an earth-shattering battle.

"He brought weapons..."

Someone whispered that in the first ten days of fighting, Himura Tanzaku hadn't brought any weapons, relying solely on hand-to-hand combat. But now he'd brought a sword. Did that mean his previous attacks weren't at their full strength, or was he simply carrying a weapon because it was more suitable for dealing with Kai?