Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

"If you came here with determination, then don't hold back! Fu Feihan! If you're not prepared to kill your opponent, then don't stand on this battlefield... Use your full strength! That way, whether I kill you or you kill me, the outcome will be acceptable. You don't want to leave yourself with a huge regret before you die, a regret that makes even your death uneasy, do you?"

"This is my...final lesson for you."

Faced with Gu Xuan's sudden words, something in Fu Feihan's heart seemed to shatter...like a road with no turning back.

"I understand, Master. This is what we've both been hoping for, isn't it?"

Fu Feihan's internal energy surged continuously. He took a step forward, and suddenly a little enlightenment dawned on him... He had been suppressed for too long.

It had been too long, far too long. Ever since that snowy night in Polya, he had never experienced the feeling of truly letting go of everything and fighting with unbridled joy. But today... he rediscovered a trace of that feeling from the past.

No matter how unwilling he was to admit it, he had seen Ji Qiuming's current state. The ending of the story was predictable. Both sides' positions were clear, and Gu Xuan had already taken a position where both sides had no choice but to fight. There was no need to think too much about it.

There's no need to think about anything anymore, because the task at hand is already obvious. No matter when or what era, a martial artist only has one choice.

This has always been the case, from ancient times to the present.

Fu Feihan drew his sword and charged into the formation... His inner knot had been untied, his heart melted away, and every move he made displayed unparalleled divine power. In just over ten moves, he turned defense into offense and suppressed Gu Xuan.

That's it!

Gu Xuan roared with all his might, and even as he was being driven into danger step by step, the roar did not stop.

"Stronger! Faster! You can do better, can't you?!"

"You have your stance! I have mine! Fei Han! Today it's either you or me who dies. You should have understood when you came here! We have no way out!"

Gu Xuan had gone mad. The secret medicine had caused immense damage to his mind, and he subconsciously harbored thoughts of self-destruction. Fu Feihan's arrival only amplified these thoughts to their peak.

"It makes people lose the courage to live." Even the most resolute and unyielding elites are driven to madness by its torment. Perhaps only the two brothers of the Ji family, who possess an indomitable will, can use that secret medicine without being affected by its side effects.

But aside from the effects of that secret medicine, this was also the answer in his heart... Gu Xuan was a different race, and he had experienced some events that he could never forget. This was his lifelong career that he could never give up. Fu Feihan was the disciple he had devoted his heart and soul to teaching. When only one of the two could survive, then let them fight, fight until there was no regret left.

“I know… Master, perhaps that’s why I came here.”

Fu Feihan's gaze remained calm. Before Gu Xuan could even grasp the meaning of his words, a dazzling array of sword and blade light flashed, weaving a dense, impenetrable killing net.

The sword light was astonishing, sweeping across the eight wastelands and six directions.

"Master...this is my answer sheet. Are you satisfied?"

Fu Feihan remained silent for a moment, then stepped over Gu Xuan's corpse and entered another battlefield.

'That's exactly why I came here.'

Fu Feihan's arrival is to bring an end to the current 'Ji Qiuming'.

Whether he wanted to admit it or not, this body was now in the hands of others. When Ji Qiuming escaped because of him, Fu Feihan was prepared to take responsibility for the karma created by Ji Qiuming.

...Of course, he had more than just this preparation.

"When I let you go, I realized then that I should bear the consequences of your actions, and that your mistakes were also my mistakes, so..."

Fu Feihan drew his sword and entered the battlefield.

"I've come to make amends for my mistakes."

Chapter Fifty-Six: Dreams

Although television has only been available to the public for a short time, viewers have already figured out some common clichés in TV dramas and movies—for example, a child or the female lead is crossing the road, and a car goes out of control and hits the child or the female lead. Even though they are about to be hit, they don't know how to run away and just stand there, motionless.

This looks incredibly stupid and is likely to be criticized, but actually... it's quite realistic and in line with the laws of reality.

Freezing reaction.

One of the many animal instincts inherited from ancient times, such as those of fighting races like owls and rebellious demons, is something they don't possess, and legend has it that demi-humans originally didn't either. But in order to evolve to be more like humans, they forcibly evolved the freezing reaction... which is actually hard to call evolution.

Specifically, when a person is subjected to a stimulus of a certain intensity, they will freeze themselves as a form of self-protection, and while frozen, they will consider their next move. In other words, this is actually a defense strategy of the limbic system.

If we had to explain it in a simpler way, we could say it was 'terrified'.

Mu Nandong is currently in a state of 'being terrified'.

It's hard to imagine that such a state would appear in Mu Nandong. The two are too inconsistent, just like Nocturne's 'panic' and Ji Chaoge's 'heartbroken'... At first glance, it seems like they are pretending.

But at this moment, Mu Nandong was truly suffocating.

The Joker... appeared at this fatal moment.

Was he watching from the sidelines all along, waiting for Mu Nandong to show his courage before appearing, or did he simply happen to appear at this moment?

Mu Nandong didn't know... Logically speaking, it should be the former, but it would be foolish to try to understand the clown using common sense.

He didn't move, because no matter which way he ran, the result would be the same: ahead was the patrolling legion of half-owls, martial artists, and mages, and behind was the clown. Even if he could outrun Mu Nandong, he might not choose to run, let alone the fact that he couldn't outrun him.

"Are you happy to see me?" The clown pressed his index fingers against his cheeks, revealing a comical yet terrifying smile. Before Mu Nandong could answer, he looked disappointed and muttered to himself, "You don't look happy. It's a wonder I spent so much time finding you..."

Mu Nandong's face turned ashen... To be fair, at a time like this, if he turned around and encountered a clown, his ashen face already showed that Mu Nandong had exceptional patience.

He lowered his voice and said, "Find me?"

The situation was now clear: Mu Nandong had no power to resist. If he wanted to ask something, then he could ask.

"Ah, I came here specifically to find you." The clown grinned. "Do you want to know why I came here specifically to find you? Hmm... guess?"

".."

Mu Nandong remained silent, but the clown spoke up.

“Mr. Mu, it seems... you already have the answer, no, you should have had it since our last meeting.”

Mu Nandong had no expression on his face.

"This situation reminds me of the past... It was a similar time of crisis, your father, a mere figurehead, carrying a non-existent 'fear' to the border war zone... I thought to myself, 'Ah, does such a thing really exist? Are there really ancestors controlled by humans?' I found it very interesting, so I went to check it out... It turned out to be a fake."

In the Joker's lighthearted tone, a secret from over twenty years ago, a past event once buried in the dust, finally has the chance to be brought to light, and the truth is about to see the light of day... yet it also faces the danger of being buried again.

"If you survive, you might be able to clear your father's name."

The clown interlaced his fingers, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

"Can it be done?"

The next moment, Mu Nandong fell into a dream.

-

Zhong Hongyu covered herself with an inner energy barrier before breaking through the window.

Her biggest fear was that once she went inside, she would see the owner of the villa being held hostage by the two men, which would put her in a difficult situation. Fortunately, this didn't happen. It seemed that the two men had found some hiding place in the villa, hoping to deceive Zhong Hongyu, or perhaps they were hiding behind the door, waiting for Zhong Hongyu to open it so they could shoot her... Neither of these were good options.

Although Zhong Hongyu wasn't yet strong enough to withstand gunfire, with proper precautions, two ordinary people holding guns wouldn't have a chance to harm her. She could end the fight before her internal energy ran out. Besides... ordinary people ambushing martial artists? Isn't that ridiculous?

Zhong Hongyu could walk silently on old, creaky wooden planks, her heartbeat and breathing so faint they were only a tenth the sound of a normal person's. Compared to monsters like Ye Jiao and Ying Qin Guan, it was nothing. But against ordinary people, it was like a dimensional reduction attack. You think you can play hide-and-seek with me?

Her expression remained calm as she released her inner energy, creating a huge noise. Using this time, she escaped her original position and quickly began running around the villa. The villa wasn't large; in this kind of small, backwater town, buildings couldn't possibly be very big. But it wasn't small either. Zhong Hongyu searched for quite a while before finally locating the first person. The person resisted fiercely, opening fire before Zhong Hongyu could even try to persuade them to surrender. But naturally, they were no match for Zhong Hongyu and were quickly subdued.

Then came the second person.

Perhaps startled by the earlier gunshots, the second man made his move while Zhong Hongyu dealt with the first man, attempting to escape the villa. However, after a long chase, he was exhausted and had no strength left to run. In this moment of crisis, he stumbled upon the villa's owner, an old gentleman, who was trembling in his bedroom.

When Zhong Hongyu arrived, the gun was already pointed at the old gentleman's head, and the desperate man roared in a show of bravado.

"Back off! Back off! Get away from me, or I'll shoot!"

"You dare not shoot, you will die if you do. Put down your gun and surrender, and you won't be sentenced to death..." Zhong Hongyu had a rough persuasion plan in her mind. If the other party was extremely rational, this rhetoric could succeed. But when the words came out, they couldn't form a complete logical chain at all. Zhong Hongyu was too nervous.

The three were locked in a brief stalemate. Zhong Hongyu took a few steps back, attempting to persuade him to surrender... but her words were nothing short of tragic. Not only did she fail to sway him, but they also drove this desperate man from the chaotic province even more insane. Knowing he was running out of strength, he decided to throw caution to the wind and pulled the trigger!

Peng!

With a gunshot, a life was lost forever.

Chapter Fifty-Seven: Returning to Antiquity

(PS: 47 missing)

A thousand paths can be discussed without a single leak!

The battle lasted only a moment, and Ying Qin Guan had already been forced to use this move several times. Kui... after being fully unleashed, he was as powerful as a god. In this state, even a hundred peak sword saints wouldn't be enough to kill Kui. It was just too fast.

Despite its enormous size of three meters, it moves with a speed that surpasses even that of the Swift Spider. The Swift Spider is an extremely fast-moving magical creature, known for its incredible speed. "One second you see it, the next you blink and it's gone; you look down and it's on your shoe; the next blink and it's on your face." Although it is said to be non-toxic, non-aggressive, and purely beneficial, the Swift Spider is a nightmare for countless people throughout their childhood, adulthood, and even old age.

In the brief exchange, Ying Qin Guan tried several attacks, hoping to find a weakness in Kui's body.

Eyes, ears, throat... they tried them all. Eyes were no problem; eyelids were used as weapons, something unheard of and unseen before. Ying Qin Guan paid a heavy price. As for the throat... it wasn't a weakness at all. That massive body had a short, thick throat that was almost completely connected to the head, thicker than Ying Qin Guan's waist. A punch to it almost shattered Ying Qin Guan's fist bones.

The only attempt that came closest to success was in the ear, where the internal energy pierced the ear canal. But a terrifying thing happened. Whether it was a problem with Xiao's or Kui's body structure, there was a thick layer of bone, like armor, acting as a defense mechanism where the brain was connected.

They're complete monsters.

However, this attack wasn't entirely ineffective. Ying Qin Guan discovered that Kui's self-healing ability was off; it hadn't reached the level of an undead worm. This was the only good news he had left, and it was this good news that led him to decide on a fourth attack point.

"Internal organs".

Unless they are primordial or mythical creatures, all internal organs are vulnerable. Even owls and giants are no exception. Initially, there was concern that the opponent might actually possess immortal worms, making attacks on the internal organs extremely difficult and pointless. However, the situation is different now. The remaining question is how to attack the internal organs; creating an opening from the outside is impossible. Unless the weapon is enchanted and strengthened, the only option is to find a way to directly attack the internal organs through existing physiological openings.

For example...the mouth.

Ying Qin Guan intended to channel his inner energy into Kui's body from top to bottom, penetrating his internal organs. The reason it was the mouth and not other openings was because the passage here was wider, allowing for sufficient inner energy. If the passage were narrow, the damage would only scrape against the flesh, leaving little to attack the internal organs.

Before long, Ying Qin Guan seized an opportunity—or rather, created one. Against Kui, who had no knowledge of the mystical arts and zero resistance to floating, Wu Lou Feng was not only a defensive technique but also an offensive one.

A thousand paths can be discussed without a single leak!

Using this divine skill as a starting point, he successfully launched Kui into the air. Then, he launched a series of attacks, mercilessly slapping Kui's face with a series of crackling sounds. Kui's defensive ability was truly astonishing. Ying Qin Guan's hands were covered in blood from the blows before he finally managed to break through Kui's facial barrier, causing Kui to temporarily lose control of his facial muscles. Seizing the opportunity, he struck out with a palm, penetrating deep into Kui's face and successfully injecting a large amount of internal energy.

Without a gust of wind, Kui was sent flying, his face covered in wounds inflicted by Ying Qin Guan. Although they looked serious, they were actually just superficial injuries. The real damage came from the internal energy inflicted by that final palm strike. Kui tried his best to maintain his composure, but still coughed up a mouthful of blood, mixed with fragments of internal organs... Ying Qin Guan's final palm strike had been remarkably effective.

"amazing."

Kui wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression cold and indifferent... In just a few blinks, the superficial wounds on his face began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"If attacking one part fails, immediately switch your approach and keep searching until it works... You are much more flexible and adaptable than before."

The "Kui" refers to the original World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament, where Ying Qin Guan fought rather foolishly and did not deliberately look for weaknesses.

Ying Qin Guan exhaled a breath of stale air and hissed, "Back then, it was only a matter of who was superior."

“That’s true…” Kui lowered his head slightly, looking down at Ying Qin Pass.

"That attack just now wasn't bad, but I was prepared, so I won't be so easily hit in the future... I have a question, Ying Qin Guan, you took a hit from the Doomsday attack, so your internal energy must have been greatly depleted, including that gust of demonic wind you just blew, it looks like it consumed a lot of energy too... How much internal energy do you have left? Let me make it clear beforehand, I'm still a long way from death."

When he asked the question, Kui never expected to get an answer. But sometimes, things just don't go as planned.