For Humanity, the Ancestral Star Could Be Used as Consumables!

For Humanity, the Ancestral Star Could Be Used as Consumables!

Luo Fan's expression was serious, his gaze sincere, his words carrying an inexplicable persistence.

"Why do you want to fight me?"

Su Tu did not agree right away.

"My martial heart is unstable. It stems from jealousy. Su Tu, I'm jealous of you!"

Luo Fan's voice was not quiet, drawing the attention of Mo Ya and Tang Yangwu, who had just finished their Base Skill training.

He stood tall, carrying the iron-blooded bearing of a soldier. His tiger-like eyes were resolute as he brutally laid bare his own thoughts.

"I was born on Federal Seventh Colony Star Kada, into a military family. Starting with my great-grandfather, my family has served in the Federation military. Since childhood, I've studied Martial Dao, tempered my bones and muscles, honed my mind, and painstakingly cultivated my techniques."

"My physical talent is decent. Though I lack somewhat in mental strength, I've made up for it with sheer will. As for techniques and life-and-death combat, I believe I'm qualified to stand at the peak among my generation."

"I've always known that among the countless trillions of Federation martial artists, my talent is nothing remarkable. Yet I still believed I could stand above the mountains and look down upon the stars and blazing suns. As long as I worked hard enough, there was nothing I couldn't accomplish!"

Luo Fan spoke each word slowly and clearly.

"Not until I met you did I realize that monsters like you truly exist in this world. You're like a sovereign born from heaven itself, able to effortlessly erase all my efforts."

"I'm jealous of you. Very jealous. I despise myself for being this way too, but right now, I truly can't focus on cultivation. It feels like only by fighting you and proving that all these years of effort weren't in vain can I stabilize my martial heart."

"Of course, I'm not forcing you to fight me. You have no obligation to indulge me. This is only... a challenge from an ordinary man."

Luo Fan's voice was bitter, and the corners of his mouth drooped.

Although Su Tu had spent little time with him, in his impression, every time he arrived at the martial arts gym, Luo Fan was already training bitterly. Once he had pushed his Base Skill to its limit, he would find other ways to continue exercising.

To Su Tu, Luo Fan had always been the most hardworking and driven one.

Indeed, Luo Fan had always acted that way. In this era, stars shone brilliantly and blazing suns rose one after another. He wanted to see the view from the mountaintop. Since his talent was insufficient, he could only fight desperately. He had always believed that as long as he worked hard enough, he would not be inferior to those geniuses.

Until just now.

He had exhausted every ounce of effort just to carve a trace of Grand Yin Divinity into his mind, while Su Tu had merely taken one look before successfully Gathering Dao and drawing down moonlight.

From the physical body to techniques, and finally to the mind.

Su Tu's appearance was like a towering mountain pressing directly upon Luo Fan's heart.

That silent suffocating feeling made Luo Fan unable to breathe. It was as if he had wanted to climb a mountain since childhood, only for that mountain to suddenly appear before him one day.

Towering into the clouds, its peak impossible to see. At the moment a true genius appeared.

Luo Fan's martial heart had wavered. Could he truly surpass such a monster? Or rather, what gave him the right to surpass such a monster?

If he had not begun cultivating Martial Dao several years earlier, he might not even have been qualified to stand before the other party. Countless chaotic thoughts plagued him.

Luo Fan could no longer cultivate with focus. He felt his jealousy rising like flames.

Born into a military family, he was open and upright by nature and could not bring himself to do anything underhanded. Yet he truly found it difficult to cultivate in peace unless he could prove that all his years of effort had not been wasted.

Paired combat and fighting techniques were what he took the most pride in.

That was why he stood here now, asking Su Tu for a fight in hopes of stabilizing his state of mind.

"Sure."

Hearing Luo Fan's words, Su Tu felt no other emotions. He merely smiled and agreed.

He could tell that Luo Fan bore no ill will, but had fallen into a certain obsession. As classmates, it was perfectly normal for them to spar, verify each other's skills, and hone their techniques.

Moreover, combat granted more Proficiency than training techniques.

It was killing several birds with one stone. Why not?

Upon hearing Su Tu agree, Luo Fan first looked delighted, then felt an inexplicable guilt rise in his heart.

He had devoted himself to combat for years, yet now he was going to fight a classmate who had only recently entered Martial Dao. The other party clearly had no obligation to fight him, yet had agreed so readily.

The more Luo Fan thought about it, the more dim he felt compared to Su Tu.

But... he had no other choice now. Unwillingness, jealousy, and even a deeply hidden trace of fear intertwined within him, leaving him restless.

"Thank you! Truly, thank you. No matter how my state of mind turns out after this battle, you, Su Tu, will be my benefactor!" Luo Fan said solemnly.

Beside the Body Tempering Room was a massive arena.

The two of them leaped onto it.

Tang Yangwu and Mo Ya had listened to their entire conversation and hurried over to watch.

"Who do you favor?" Mo Ya asked.

Tang Yangwu possessed Bright Eyes and the ability to observe momentum, giving him an intuitive sense for judging strength.

"What do you think?" Tang Yangwu smiled faintly without answering directly.

"Su Tu's talent is astonishing, but Luo Fan is very skilled in techniques and combat. He's Gold Rank in the Galaxy Martial Competition. You should know that there are only a few people our age who can reach Gold Rank.

"I don't think Su Tu can win," Mo Ya said confidently.

Tang Yangwu remained silent and merely smiled.

"Indeed, Luo Fan's momentum is powerful, like a Fierce Tiger in the mountains."

In Tang Yangwu's eyes, it was as if a Fierce Tiger stood behind Luo Fan, fierce and imposing, roaring toward the heavens. This was Luo Fan's momentum—overbearing like a Fierce Tiger and filled with crushing pressure. Tang Yangwu believed he himself would not last thirty exchanges against him.

Judging by momentum alone, Luo Fan was truly strong, but...

"But you're facing a true genius."

In Tang Yangwu's eyes, opposite the snarling Fierce Tiger stood a vast, righteous sun that blanketed the heavens. Before it, the Fierce Tiger appeared incomparably small!

Meanwhile, atop the arena.

The two agreed to use only techniques and not their cultivation.

Luo Fan charged out like a leopard, both hands clenched into fists and held behind him at his sides. As he rushed toward Su Tu, his fists carried the killing force of a thousand troops as they smashed toward Su Tu's head.

His movements were clean and decisive, without any superfluous flourishes, made solely for killing and fighting.

"Be careful!"

From this moment onward, however, the pressure Luo Fan gave Su Tu was even greater than that Ka Sha Shi, whose damaged body had been countered by him.

If it had been before, Su Tu would likely have struggled greatly against Luo Fan. But just yesterday, his Combat skill had already risen to Mid Grade.

In Su Tu's eyes, Luo Fan's stance was impressive, but it still contained many openings. He lightly pushed off with his feet, moving like a dead leaf carried by the wind, easily evading Luo Fan's killing blow.

Seeing this, Luo Fan did not panic. He changed his fist into a palm strike and struck toward Su Tu's chest, but Su Tu drove his palm upward and directly diverted Luo Fan's single palm.

Luo Fan's attacks were sharp and fierce. The two below the arena watched with pounding hearts. If they had been up there, they likely would have been knocked off in the first move.

Yet Su Tu calmly parried every one of Luo Fan's attacks.

"You're very good!"

Su Tu praised him sincerely. With every exchange against Luo Fan, he felt his combat techniques continuously improving. This was something that had not happened even during yesterday's battle with Ka Sha Shi.

"Su Tu, how about we exchange one move head-on and decide the victor!" Luo Fan's eyes were now filled with astonishment as he looked at Su Tu.

He could not imagine that a newcomer who had only recently encountered Martial Dao could fight him to this extent.

An unbelievable thought was gradually consuming his heart.

And now, he would verify that thought.

"Alright!" Su Tu agreed readily.

Bang!!

Luo Fan shot forward like a cannonball. As his fist descended, it was like a falling meteor, and the surrounding air erupted with explosive booms in that instant.

This punch shot straight toward Su Tu.

"Who will win!"

"Who will win!!" Tang Yangwu and Mo Ya both cried out involuntarily beneath the arena.

The oppressive force Luo Fan erupted with in that instant was too powerful. Though he had not used his cultivation, the killing force he displayed had already surpassed that of ordinary martial artists. Su Tu might be a genius, but he had only just entered Martial Dao.

Just as the two were pondering this.

Bang!!!

A figure was blasted off the arena by Monstrous Strength and crashed heavily onto the ground.

Prajna Seven Kills—Double Radiance Startles the Dawn!

On the arena stood the Youth's figure, surrounded by dancing sparks of electricity.

And the one lying on the ground was none other than Luo Fan!

"As expected, you never used your full strength..." He had finally verified that thought. Su Tu had never fought with all his strength.

Looking at the figure atop the arena, Luo Fan actually felt an inexplicable sense of relief. He could not describe the feeling, but he knew that from this day onward, he would witness the rise of a blazing sun!

North Sea Supreme Administrative Office.

Several virtual projections appeared, while orders continuously flickered before them.

An intelligent optical brain assisted them in rapidly confirming each document.

Suddenly, a document floated before everyone.

"Are you certain about granting martial artists such enormous privileges on the Ancestral Star?"

"Martial artists will hold too much power. It could lead to social unrest."

A hoarse voice spoke.

"It was bound to descend into chaos sooner or later. The Seven Great Alliances have reached an agreement with the Federation. Once the Martial Examination ends, a group of Seven Great Alliances members will be extradited to the Ancestral Star."

"Other civilizations are still negotiating with the Ancestral Star, along with those races and beasts that have secretly infiltrated it."

"The Ancestral Star will fall into chaos sooner or later. Since that is the case, it would be better for that chaos to have some value. Privilege breeds desire, and desire is the best tool for stirring people's hearts."

"If we want the entire Ancestral Star to revere martial arts and rapidly raise Martial Dao Luck, this is the best method."

A somewhat mechanical voice sounded.

"This is the Ancestral Star, humanity's origin, not your laboratory. Don't bring out that set of theories of yours!" The hoarse voice carried some anger.

But the mechanical voice remained unhurried. "For humanity, the Ancestral Star can be used as consumables. It is their honor."

"Honor my ass!"

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