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Chapter 235

Life Goes On, and So Does the Death-Seeking

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Just like last time, the Young Man in Blue with a White Horse saw Song Shuhang from afar and happily called out, "Little White, Little White, I've finally found you!"

Having learned from his previous experience, Song Shuhang clenched his fists and went to greet him, "Yeah, yeah, it's been days since we last met!"

Of course, his conversation didn't elicit a response from the Young Man in Blue unless he uttered the key word 'rest'. Otherwise, the Young Man in Blue would continue following the fixed script.

However, Song Shuhang was not prepared to say the word "rest" so soon. He was still ready to have a fight with this Young Man in Blue to see if his martial arts skills had improved recently.

Compared to his previous entry into the 'True Illusion' where he only learned the 'Vajra Foundation Fist', this time Song Shuhang has also mastered the 'Gentleman Travels Ten Thousand Miles' movement technique and the 'Unmoving Vajra Body' auxiliary Body Tempering Method. In terms of Daoist arts, he has even mastered the 'Palm Thunder'. Although his realm has not improved much, his combat power is now incomparable to what it was before.

"Little White, where did you run off to? I thought you were going to get lost." The Young Man in Blue came up to Song Shuhang, flashing a bright, sunny smile. He was like an NPC in a game, acting according to a certain pattern, over and over again, without changing his lines.

"No need for further explanation, let's see what we refine this time!" Song Shuhang said boldly—but he secretly used his Blood Qi energy to draw a 'Thunder Talisman' in his palm, a 'Palm Thunder' gathering in his hand without being released!

"Little White, shall we practice our boxing?" The Young Man in Blue didn't throw his weapon over, but instead assumed a boxing stance.

Song Shuhang laughed heartily, "Just what I wanted! Watch my skills, Foundation Fist Form Three!"

Before the Young Man in Blue could throw a punch, he had already taken the initiative, using the "Gentleman Travels Ten Thousand Miles" movement technique to push his speed to the limit.

Upon approaching the young man, he immediately unleashed the Foundation Fist Form Three, his fists raining down on the Young Man in Blue like a storm.

This was a lesson he learned after being tortured for nearly half an hour last time.

The Young Man in Blue was proficient in all eighteen martial arts, and his fist techniques were extremely exquisite. He also had a finger technique that resembled the "Nine Swords of Dugu". With that one finger, Song Shuhang's entire set of "Vajra Foundation Fist" was easily dismantled by his opponent.

In such a situation, the only way is to overcome skill with speed, following the principle that "speed is the only thing that cannot be overcome no matter how many times you try to break through it."

This time, Song Shuhang level had improved. With the addition of the Spirit Ghost cheat and the 'Gentleman Travels Ten Thousand Miles' movement technique, his rain-like punches were faster and at more tricky angles!

"Hehe, Little White, you've come at the right time." The Young Man in Blue chuckled.

Then, just like last time, the Young Man in Blue moved like an eel, easily dodging Song Shuhang's storm of punches. The punches were fast, but they couldn't even touch his body!

After seventy consecutive punches, Song Shuhang had exhausted all his fighting techniques!

Suddenly, the Young Man in Blue pointed a finger and said, "Hehe, Little White, take this!"

This finger strike, like the 'Nine Swords of Dugu,' was aimed directly at the weakness in Song Shuhang's fist technique. When his fist power was waning, his old strength exhausted and new strength yet to arise, there was nothing he could do to block it!

Last time, it was this divine touch that made Song Shuhang feel like he was about to die, his whole body aching.

This time, however, Song Shuhang was well-prepared... The 'Palm Thunder' in his palm had been ready to be unleashed for a long time, just waiting for this moment!

The Young Man in Blue tapped Song Shuhang's shoulder with his finger.

Song Shuhang felt a sudden tingling and numbness in his shoulder, as if he had been electrocuted. However, this time, with the <Unmoving Vajra Body> protecting him, the tingling sensation was within his tolerance range.

As the Young Man in Blue pointed a finger, Song Shuhang uttered a soft shout, "Palm Thunder!"

The Thunder Talisman in his palm erupted, transforming into a ball of lightning, which, with a jolt of Song Shuhang's shoulder, was swung horizontally toward the Young Man in Blue.

The Young Man in Blue seemed to have never expected Song Shuhang to use Daoist magic, and for a moment he was unable to dodge it.

The Palm Thunder bolts crackled and struck the boy squarely.

The Young Man in Blue took the brunt of the Palm Thunder.

The power of Palm Thunder is enough to blast a hole the size of a football in solid rock. This Young Man in Blue Unknown strength; what will happen to him after taking this palm Palm Thunder?

Song Shuhang wasn't worried at all about whether the Young Man in Blue would die... This was just a 'Illusory Reality' that naturally occurred during Senior White's cultivation. Even if the Young Man in Blue were to die, a brand new 'Young Man in Blue' would appear in a little while later. No worries!

'Boom!'

The Young Man in Blue was struck by the lightning from the Palm Thunder, his body flying to the side and rolling several times in the desert, with faint crackling arcs of lightning still visible on his body. His body was paralyzed by the lightning, and he lay on the ground trembling.

"Hahaha! You're dumbfounded, aren't you? I know the Palm Thunder Lightning!" Song Shuhang laughed triumphantly—finally, he had gotten his revenge.

Last time, he was thoroughly humiliated by this young man in this desert, but this Palm Thunder made him feel both triumphant and relieved, and his mind was finally at peace!

Just as Song Shuhang was laughing wildly, the Young Man in Blue rolled twice more on the ground and then stood up.

He patted his blue robe and shouted at Song Shuhang, "Little White, cheating! Use Daoist magic!"

Song Shuhang's eyes widened. "Damn, a Palm Thunder strike hit him squarely and he wasn't hurt?"

"Then I won't stand on ceremony!" The Young Man in Blue surprisingly uttered a completely new line.

--It seems that Song Shuhang's Palm Thunder has triggered a new plot twist, just like the word 'rest' is a key word.

But this new plot twist doesn't seem so promising!

Song Shuhang swallowed hard. "No, I think we should be more polite. I'm feeling a bit tired, maybe we should take a break?"

But this time, the word 'rest' failed to cause any change in the plot involving the Young Man in Blue.

"Hehehe, behold my magic! Super invincible, Nine Manifestations of the Divine Dragon, Raging Thunder and Lightning Great Technique!" The Young Man in Blue clasped his hands together and uttered a very long string of names.

Are you kidding me?

Just as this thought crossed Song Shuhang's mind, he suddenly heard a rumbling thunder in the sky, followed by... a shower of lightning falling upon him.

Yes, a thunderstorm!

The lightning was as dense as raindrops, even more terrifying than when Su Clan’s Sixteen Third-Grade Houtian Tribulation Lightning.

Song Shuhang looked up at the sky in despair. The vast expanse of lightning left him with no room to dodge. Even with his "Gentleman Travels Ten Thousand Miles" movement technique pushed to its limit, he might be able to instantly cover an area of a hundred meters. But the thunderstorm in the sky covered a vast area of five or six hundred meters!

I seem to have... carelessly messed things up again?

Song Shuhang wanted to cry but had no tears.

A moment later, Song Shuhang's pig-like screams echoed through the desert...

It hurts.

Song Shuhang felt like he was being roasted by lightning... his consciousness began to blur.

Stop it! I'll die if you keep shocking me!

Speaking of which... did I forget something?

When I first saw this eerie desert, my immediate thought was that my chance to get revenge on the Young Man in Blue had arrived, and I became excited. But I also felt like I had forgotten something.

Oh, right, Instructor Little Li!

Instructor Little Li is still asleep on the sofa!

Could he have also encountered this Young Man in Blue? Instructor Little Li is just an ordinary person; could someone really die?

Don't die, Instructor Little Li!

Then, everything went black for Song Shuhang; he was knocked unconscious by the electric shock...

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Instructor Little Li slowly opened his eyes.

"Huh, where am I?" he asked, looking at the desert in confusion.

Ah? A desert!

What happened? How did I end up in the desert?

Let me sort out my recent memories—I think I agreed to take two novice millionaires to fly a plane because I desperately needed money. Then this morning, after signing the contract with my colleague, I waited at the flight school for those two millionaires to come and learn to fly.

Afterwards, he met two very wealthy men. One was a handsome man, and the other was a friendly-looking college student.

And then, I had no memory of anything... Oh, I vaguely remember some blurry Western faces, but I can't recall anything about what happened.

"What's going on? How did I end up in the desert? Am I dreaming?" Instructor Little Li rubbed his temples, then reached into the sand.

The sensation of sand slipping through his fingers traveled to his mind, so real. Instructor Little Li pinched his thigh again—it hurt terribly! It wasn't a dream; he really had been thrown into the desert.

Could it be that there was an accident when I was piloting the plane with my two students, and the plane crashed in the desert?

That's not right, there aren't any deserts near the Jiangnan Region!

"Little White, you're awake!" At that moment, a clear male voice came from beside Instructor Little Li.

Instructor Little Li turned around and saw a Young Man in Blue sitting not far away, dressed in ancient costume, with a pure White Horse beside him!

What a handsome young man! Is this a period drama being filmed?

Also, who is Little White? Is he calling me?

"Little White, where did you run off to? I thought you were going to get lost." The Young Man in Blue squinted and smiled.

"Wait a minute, kid, is Little White calling me?" Instructor Little Li pointed to himself and asked doubtfully, "You've mistaken me for someone else, haven't you?"

My name Li Xihua. I am a young, unmarried flight instructor at a flight school.

I was very popular at flight school; everyone affectionately called me Little Li.

But some strange things have happened these past few days—after being mistaken for Anthony, today I was mistaken for Little White. What on earth is Little White anyway?

Wait a minute!

Who the hell is Anthony??

One day, Instructor Little Li discovered something terrifying—strange fragments of memory seemed to have appeared in his mind. Or perhaps, he had lost many memories?

However, the Young Man in Blue seemed not to hear Instructor Little Li's shout. He turned around, took a fine steel longsword from his horse, and threw it at Instructor Little Li!

"Little White, shall we practice swordsmanship?" the Young Man in Blue said, and then took another fine steel longsword from his horse!

First update~~~ Two more alliance leaders joined today: the fifth alliance 'You Hurt Me', which caught me completely off guard, and the lovely sixth alliance 'Caiwei Under the Clouds'. I'll be adding an extra chapter today, split into two days. Please vote!

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