Fellow Daoist, Please Wait

She thought for a moment and said, "Have you ever considered the possibility that so-called bloodline abilities actually originate from Super Martial Dao? Wasn't Fang Hong's madness and loss of control also a manifestation of the side effects of the Cultivation Method?"

Si Ming paused for a moment, then frowned and said, "The possibility is probably slim. When he transformed into the ape monster, I didn't have that feeling of déjà vu."

"Perhaps they didn't directly cultivate the Super Martial Dao Cultivation Method, but rather conducted research based on Cultivation Method, and then transferred the research results to humans. After all, the fact that the Super Martial Dao series of Cultivation Method contain hidden dangers is not a secret, and even if researchers wanted to conduct experiments, they wouldn't use students from internationally renowned universities as guinea pigs."

Si Jingyu swiftly opened her fan, on which were written the four characters "A leaf before the eyes."

Si Ming thought about it for a moment and felt that this possibility could not be ruled out. From the researcher's point of view, since directly cultivating the Super Martial Dao would have side effects, they might as well take a detour, skip the cultivation process, and get the results. Although Tao Chengsi's superpower had the risk of going out of control, his personality was not affected. From this perspective, if it really originated from the Super Martial Dao Cultivation Method, then their research was undoubtedly more than half successful.

"Forget it, there's no point in guessing. Let's just send people to investigate. Since it's a publicly disclosed research project, it shouldn't be difficult to obtain information."

Even with confidentiality regulations, Si Ming's current authority is sufficient to know the truth. Trying to guess is just a waste of time; it would be more convenient to issue the next order.

"Right now, let's focus on the lottery test tonight. Although I don't really care what number we draw, since we've taken on the role of representative, we have to fulfill our responsibilities. It would be too embarrassing for everyone if we went back empty-handed."

At 7 p. m., after having dinner, representatives from martial arts teams from all over the country gathered at the designated location, which was at the foot of the back mountain of Earth Emperor University.

"Let me repeat the competition rules: each team can send a maximum of two players. We have hidden seven number plates on the mountain. Two hours later, at 9:30, whoever holds the number plate will receive the corresponding order of participation. These seven plates are made of a special material that will glow in the dark, so don't worry about not being able to see them. In addition, we have set up a boundary line on the back mountain. Anyone who crosses the boundary line during the competition will be considered to have forfeited."

After listening to the introduction again, the volunteers led everyone to different entrances, and when the time came, they all stepped into the dark back mountain.

As they walked, Si Ming said, "According to the competition rules, whoever has the number plate when time runs out gets to keep it. So even if it's been in someone else's hands for the first two hours, as long as we grab it at the last moment, it belongs to us. Considering that the number plate glows, it's not so easy to hide it. It seems we don't need to put in too much effort in this test. We can leisurely stroll through the first half and look for it in the second half. On the other hand, getting the number plate too early makes us vulnerable to attacks from others, which would only cause trouble."

He looked up at the bright moon and twinkling stars overhead and decided to simply drag Si Jingyu along to admire the moon for an hour.

However, Si Jingyu said, "Your analysis is correct, but you've overlooked one point. What would happen if we got all seven number plates?"

"... That's interesting. Now that you mention it, I'm suddenly motivated," Si Ming said, shrug his shoulders. "Alright, let's skip the moon-gazing and get the first card as quickly as possible."

"Moon gazing?"

Si Jingyu stood there for a moment, then said, "Young Master, I didn't say anything just now. Since the moonlight is so beautiful tonight, why not enjoy it to your heart's content?"

"Uh... I'd be happy to agree, but I think I've already found one."

Using his lightness skill, Si Ming leaped up and plucked a jade pendant from the treetop not far away, its surface shimmering like a firefly. The number "nine" was clearly written on it.

"It seems that the Earth Emperor University prefers us to compete with each other, so they didn't intend to hide the Tibet very well at all. If everyone is thinking of waiting until the last moment to make their move, the scene will undoubtedly become very boring."

Si Ming glanced at the number in his hand, wondering if it was related to the "luminous pearl," when he suddenly felt a gust of wind and dodged the sneak attack by turning his body to the side.

"Put the number plate down!"

The attacker was a lithe young woman dressed in Baiyi, who looked like a cheetah. She launched another attack while speaking, her speed astonishing. Especially since it was nighttime, and although the moon was bright, the forest was so dark that one could hardly see their hand in front of their face, let alone three fingers in front of their eye, making her movements even more difficult to observe.

"It seems there are still some people who want to take the competition seriously."

Si Ming ducked, dodging the attack once again. The Baiyi girl's flying kick swept across the air above his head with the force of a missile, the gust of wind snapping a large tree three meters away in two, demonstrating her extraordinary skill.

"Shouldn't you announce your name before you make a move?"

"Listen up, I'm Jin Fengjing from Heavenly Black University, nicknamed 'Wind-Chasing Divine Legs.' If you know what's good for you, put down your cards right now, and I won't make things difficult for you."

"That would be terrible! I've always been known as 'arrogant' and 'unyielding,' so if I were to become sensible now, wouldn't I be letting down those who have judged me? As a philanthropist, how could I let others bear the blame for my lying?"

"Hmph, you smooth talker, let's see how long you can keep this up."

The next moment, the leg force transformed into an endless storm that howled out, carrying with it a flurry of flowers and grass, engulfing Si Ming.

Si Jingyu tried to intervene to fulfill her duty as a maid, but was stopped by someone with a wooden stick.

"Meng Meng, the 'Southern Heaven Divine Pestle,' please enlighten me."

Chapter 771 Fellow Daoist, Please Wait

The martial artist who stopped Si Jingyu was a wiry man with bronze skin. Although he was tall and thin, with his ribs protruding outwards, making him look like a stick, he surprisingly did not give the impression of being weak. Instead, people felt that his slender body contained a power as swift as thunder. Rather than being thin, he was more like a man of bronze and iron.

The dense shadows of the staff swept in like fireworks, all landing on the ground half a zhang in front of Si Jingyu, raising plumes of dust.

Clearly, the blow was deliberately aimed at missing an area, intended as a warning, not a sneak attack.

"Girl, as long as you don't move, I won't make things difficult for you. Wouldn't it be best if we could coexist peacefully? It's a fair one-on-one fight over there, so there's no blame for victory or defeat." Meng Meng blocked her way with his staff.

Si Jingyu glanced at Si Ming, who was dodging the kicks, and said, "Although you would be defeated even if I didn't intervene, I can't just stand by and watch; otherwise, I would be derelict in my duty."

Meng Meng wasn't surprised that his proposal was rejected. People who are easily persuaded can't become martial arts masters. In the end, it's all talk and no action. Martial artists still have to use their strength to convince each other.

"Then I'll have to offend you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Meng immediately made his move. The force of his staff surged like a tidal wave, endless like the stars in the night sky. Each strike carried a sound of air being torn apart, whistling like a crossbow bolt, and its power was enough to shatter gold and split rocks.

However, Si Jingyu simply opened her fan and gently twirled it in front of her. Her graceful figure seemed to be dancing, and a gentle force spread out, stirring the air and forming a ripple. The countless shadows of the sticks vanished instantly, like a gazelle hanging its horns, leaving no trace. It was as if it had turned into a shooting star and disappeared in a flash, with only the dust raised to prove that it had once appeared.

Meng Meng's expression immediately turned serious. Although the move he had just made was merely a test to gauge the depth of his opponent's strength, and not his own true level, the fact that it was so easily eliminated was unprecedented in his life. This was enough to prove that his opponent's strength was unfathomable and that he was not someone to be trifled with.

He immediately put aside his casual thoughts, adopted the attitude of facing a formidable opponent, and solemnly asked, "May I ask your name, young lady?"

"She's just a maid; what right does she have to have a title?"

Si Jingyu spoke with a smile, her attitude respectful and polite, as if to say that her humble name was not worth mentioning. Her relaxed posture suggested that she was unaware of her current situation, and that she was full of flaws.

However, Meng Meng's pupils contracted, and his hand holding the stick trembled slightly. He inexplicably felt a pressure that he had never felt from his peers before. He had a similar feeling when he sparred with some senior Grandmaster. It seemed that no matter what moves he made, he could not break through their defenses. It was like encountering a mountain, which seemed to grow ever higher.

Biting his tongue, the pain stimulated his mind, and Meng Meng immediately adjusted his mindset. Knowing that if he continued to confront him, he would be defeated without a fight, he immediately used his ultimate move.

"The Heaven Spins, Earth Shatters!"