Four Breaths to Defeat Hong, Three Breaths to Humiliate Thunder God!

Virtual Universe, Black Dragon Mountain Island, within Nine Star Bay.

Beside the rippling blue lake, an elegant pavilion sits, where Luo Feng, Hong, and Thunder God sit around a stone table.

Although the Virtual Universe greatly shortens the distance between stars, all three are devoted to cultivation, often going into seclusion for years at a time.

For decades, they have not met even once in the past century.

The bond between men is the one that can withstand the test of time.

They had fought side by side on Earth, resisting attacks from ferocious beasts and surviving life-or-death situations, and were already brothers who had risked their lives for each other. Now, after a long separation, they reunited and had endless stories to tell about their past and their insights into cultivation. Their conversation ranged from the current situation on Earth to their adventures in the universe, and the atmosphere was warm and harmonious.

During their casual conversation, Luo Feng and Thunder God learned from Hong that after being abandoned by Ji Qing, who chose a stronger Grandmaster in pursuit of better cultivation resources, he went straight into the Special Elite Training Camp.

In that place where hidden talents abound, Hong distinguished himself with his astonishing perseverance and talent, his cultivation progressing by leaps and bounds. He was eventually noticed and recruited by the Core Layer of the Giant Axe Dojo, gaining the qualification to enter the Chaos City of the Initial Universe for cultivation.

Such a spot is as valuable as a member of the Virtual Universe Company's Doomsday Secret Realm. Hong glossed over such an incredible opportunity as if it were a trivial matter.

Luo Feng and Thunder God exchanged a glance, thinking to themselves: As expected of one of the most composed people on Earth in the past thousand years, his composure in the face of honor and disgrace is truly admirable.

After chatting for a while, Luo Feng changed the subject and looked at the two men, saying, "Big brother, second brother, besides catching up, I also want to introduce you to someone."

"Oh?" Thunder God raised an eyebrow and asked casually, "Who is this person that you're so interested in?"

"His name is Tang Ping, Earthling," Luo Feng explained with a smile. "He was taken to Falling Ink Star by Babata when he was bored back then. Speaking of which, he's the ninth-generation grandson-in-law of my Luo Family."

This kid has extremely high talent and has now been taken as a personal disciple by Wind-Thunder Venerable. Although I cannot find detailed information about Wind-Thunder Venerable with my limited authority, Venerable Wind-Thunder Chaos Stele is one of the fifty-two Chaos Monument in Chaos City.

This means that Wind-Thunder Venerable ranks at least within the top fifty-two in our Human Race, and his strength is unfathomable.

He paused, then added, "Tang Ping is a fairly steady person. Apart from being a bit lecherous, he doesn't have any major flaws."

The three of us are all adventurous by nature, and none of us can guarantee that nothing unexpected will happen in the future. With such a promising junior who can hold the fort, the Earth might need his help in the future.

Upon hearing this, Hong nodded slightly, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes. "Having a reliable junior in charge is indeed reassuring."

Thunder God patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, just let him come over! I, Thunder God, am not the kind of person who bullies juniors. Besides, with my current mastery of Lightning Law, I might even be able to give him a few pointers!"

Seeing that neither of them had any objections, Luo Feng nodded in agreement.

After waiting for about fifteen minutes, a figure slowly walked towards them on the path in the distance.

The newcomer was dressed in a black outfit, with flowing black hair. He held a white jade folding fan in his hand, on which was painted flowing clouds and cranes. He walked with an elegant gait and had a handsome appearance. However, there was a hint of nonchalant arrogance between his brows. His "showy" air could be felt from a distance.

Luo Feng, Hong, and Thunder God Shen exchanged a glance and simultaneously twitched the corners of their mouths.

Judging from his appearance, he's someone who loves life and knows how to enjoy it. To put it nicely, he's carefree and unrestrained; to put it bluntly—is he probably a spoiled brat?

That's it? The future of the Earth is going to be entrusted to someone like this?

Just as the three were starting to have doubts, a petite figure suddenly darted out with a "snap"—it was Babata.

She flapped her little wings and shouted in a clear voice, "Luo Feng! Hong! Thunder God! I have some big news for you! Tang Ping has now reached the ninth level of the Realm Lord realm! Of the four of you, he has the highest cultivation!"

"What?!"

These words struck like a thunderbolt, startling all three of them. Luo Feng's smile vanished instantly, replaced by a deep sense of gravity.

As Tang Ping approached, he spoke directly, his tone urgent and serious. "Tang Ping, your cultivation is far too hasty!"

"The path of cultivation is not about how fast you go, but how steadily you go," Luo Feng said earnestly. "Your attempt to achieve this in one fell swoop suggests that you haven't even grasped the Law Essence, let alone created your own secret techniques."

While they may appear to have reached a high level of expertise now, their foundation is not solid, and they may very well get stuck at a certain bottleneck in the future, unable to make any further progress in their lifetime!

Even if one later realizes this and wants to go back and fill in the gaps in their foundation, they may be unable to grasp the core essence of the law due to limitations in their understanding. It's like a building with an unstable foundation; no matter how tall it is, it will eventually collapse!

These words were quite frank with someone you barely know, showing no regard for Tang Ping's feelings and revealing a genuine concern for him.

Tang Ping was taken aback for a moment, then closed his folding fan, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Luo Feng, and instead of showing any displeasure, smiled and said, "I appreciate the patriarch's good intentions."

He then frankly stated, "The three of you have lofty ambitions, seeking greater power and exploring the limits of the universe, which is naturally admirable. But for me, the ultimate meaning of cultivation has never been to become some kind of supreme being in the universe."

"My goal is simple: to break through to immortality as soon as possible, to ascend to the God Kingdom, and from then on never have to worry about cultivation resources again. I can enjoy fine wine and delicacies every day, with beautiful women by my side, indulging in eating, drinking, and having fun, living a carefree and happy life for endless years. This is the most perfect happiness in my heart."

"----" Luo Feng was speechless on the spot, his face full of "disappointment and frustration".

With such great talent, all he thinks about is eating, drinking, and having fun? What a waste of Wind-Thunder Venerable's high regard for him, and what a waste of his extraordinary talent!

Hong and Thunder God exchanged a smile and slowly shook their heads.

They certainly couldn't agree with Tang Ping's idea. No matter how extreme the pleasure, it would eventually become tiresome after thousands of years. Only the pursuit of cultivation could be Yongheng. But everyone has their own path.

As the saying goes: Respect the fate of others and let go of the urge to help others.

Thunder God patted Luo Feng on the shoulder and joked, "Alright, alright, this kid's got a clear head about life. At least he knows what he wants. Maybe his 'lazy' nature will actually help him survive longer in this perilous universe?"

After the three finished introducing themselves and exchanging pleasantries, Thunder God, unable to contain his fighting spirit any longer, slammed his hand on the stone table, stood up, pointed at Tang Ping, and laughed heartily, "Kid, you're Tang Ping? I heard you also cultivate Lightning Law. Perfect! My mastery of Lightning Law is unmatched by many at the same level. Let's go, let's go to the virtual space and have a spar!"

However, let's make it clear beforehand that we need to suppress each other to the same cultivation level, so you won't accuse me of bullying a junior!

That's true. Tang Ping is now a ninth-level World Lord, while Thunder God is only at the peak of the Universe Level. Their base values differ by hundreds of times. If their realms aren't suppressed, they are simply incomparable.

Upon hearing this, Tang Ping closed his folding fan and readily agreed.

The two figures disappeared simultaneously from the pavilion.

Luo Feng and Hong exchanged a glance, picked up their spirit tea and took a sip, both filled with anticipation.

But just three breaths later, a disheveled figure suddenly appeared on the spot—it was Thunder God!

His robes were covered in charred holes, and his face was smeared with dust simulated by the virtual space. He stood there blankly, his eyes vacant.

Seeing his bewildered expression, Luo Feng couldn't help but chuckle. He put down his teacup and comforted him, "Second Brother, don't be too surprised. The speed at which a Realm Lord can comprehend the laws is a thousand or even ten thousand times faster than that of those in lower realms. It's only natural that Tang Ping possesses such strength."

When we are at a lower level, what we should do most is to solidify our foundation, hone our character, and thoroughly understand the essence of the laws and secret techniques. When we reach a higher level, our strength will naturally follow.

Thunder God slowly came to his senses after hearing this, slapped his forehead, and said with a wry smile, "That's true—I was just being stubborn."

This kid's got some skills!

A strong sense of curiosity flashed in Hong's eyes as he looked at Tang Ping and said, "Oh? To be able to defeat Thunder God so decisively, young friend Tang Ping's strength is truly remarkable. If you don't mind, I would like to learn a thing or two from you?"

"I'm available anytime!" Tang Ping replied with his usual nonchalant air.

This time, everyone was more patient.

Unexpectedly, Hong withdrew from the virtual space after only four breaths. He looked calm, but there was a thoughtful look between his brows, and his gaze toward Tang Ping was more solemn.

"Good!"

A simple evaluation, yet it says it all.

Seeing his two elder brothers suffer defeat after defeat, Luo Feng felt a sense of urgency rising in his heart.

You have to understand, Hong and Thunder God are his idols since childhood, the pillars of Earth! Now they're being suppressed one after another by a junior who's over a hundred years younger. If word gets out that they've lost, wouldn't that mean the Earth Three Musketeers are old and no longer capable?

Thinking of this, Luo Feng suddenly stood up, his gaze fixed intently on Tang Ping, his tone brimming with confidence. "Tang Ping, I'll fight you! Just maintain your ninth-level Realm Lord strength, and we'll have a fair contest between equals!"

He naturally had the confidence to say that.

The Golden Horned Beast Clone had already advanced to the World Lord Rank and was a darling of the Gold Law, having fused with more than a hundred Xueluo Crystal; the Mosha Clan's clone was even more of a natural darling of the Space Law, with a far greater understanding of space than ordinary people.

Over the years, he has faced countless life-or-death situations, narrowly escaped death, and has never slackened in his arduous cultivation day and night. He has also obtained a mysterious inheritance, and his Mental Power Amplitude has reached a terrifying 3200 times!

With such a configuration and such a foundation, Luo Feng couldn't think of any reason why he would lose to an "ordinary" human realm lord.

Tang Ping agreed again.

The two figures disappeared from their original positions at the same time, entering their own virtual sparring space.

The moment Luo Feng stepped into the space, before he could even settle in and familiarize himself with the surroundings, he heard a deafening shout, "One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Laws!"

Immediately afterward, a dazzling and unparalleled sword aura, carrying the force of Wind-Thunder, struck his face like a thunderclap from the heavens!

"Damn it, no martial ethics!" Luo Feng cursed inwardly, but dared not be careless in the slightest. With a thought, the golden spatial Divine Weapon formed from the Controller Nine Great God Weapons unleashed the seventh level of the Yan Shen Armament, "One Staff Blasts Heaven and Earth," with all his might. A thick golden pillar, carrying the momentum of destroying the world, met the sword energy.

"Boom!"

After a deafening roar, the energy shockwave swept in all directions. Luo Feng's expression changed drastically, his heart filled with shock. "This power—it's not the normal Peak World Lord Rank! It's at least twice as strong!"

He instantly remembered that he had given Tang Ping a lot of Xueluo Crystal back then. Could it be that this kid had actually become a rare Blood Warrior? You must know that even among the geniuses in the Core Layer of the Virtual Universe, very few can become Blood Warrior!

"You think you can defeat me with just twice the World Lord Power?" A ruthless glint flashed in Luo Feng's eyes. He dared not hold back in the slightest and instantly unleashed the eighth level of the Yan Shen Armament, "Golden Sword Slashes the Void." The golden longsword tore through space and slashed towards Tang Ping.

But at that moment, a pair of enormous Wind-Thunder wings suddenly unfurled behind Tang Ping. With a flap of his wings, his figure instantly dodged the fatal blow like a ghost.

The ensuing battle gave Luo Feng the most frustrating and disgusting feeling he had ever experienced in his life.

The movement technique, combining the Wind Law, is already as fast as lightning and elusive. In addition, Tang Ping can use the Time Law to accelerate and decelerate himself, making his figure even more unpredictable and ghostly.

Most importantly, this is just a friendly sparring match!

Tang Ping, however, did not engage in a direct confrontation with him. He had no awareness of "fighting between men" at all. He relied on his extraordinary agility to keep his distance and then used his Telekinetic Weapon to whittle down Luo Feng's health from a distance. He would fire a shot and then move to a different location, never giving Luo Feng a chance to get close.

Fortunately, Luo Feng possessed a clone of the Mosha Clan, and as a natural-born assassin, his movement skills were also top-notch.

After a chase and fierce struggle, Luo Feng, relying on his superior Law Comprehension and his unparalleled agility, finally seized an opening and smashed Tang Ping with his staff, turning him directly into a ball of light particles.

Tang Ping, suddenly!

The figures in the virtual space disappeared, and the two returned to the pavilion at the same time.

Although Luo Feng won, there was no joy on his face. Instead, he looked at Tang Ping with a complicated expression, feeling a mix of emotions.

He couldn't help but compare himself to others: he had two avatars favored by the laws of nature, had gone through countless life-and-death trials, had survived many near-death experiences, had never slackened in his arduous cultivation day and night, and had also encountered numerous fortuitous events.

Tang Ping, however, was just an ordinary human body, yet his talent was terrifyingly high. Despite being over a hundred years younger than himself, his comprehension of the Laws of Origin was not much different from his own!

What kind of extraordinary talent must this be?

But ironically, despite such great talent, this kid became obsessed with women and neglected his studies, his mind only focused on eating, drinking, and having fun!

Luo Feng grew angrier the more he thought about it, and his chest felt tight with urgency.

This kid! If I had this kind of talent back then, how could my childhood dream have been just about owning a house? I would have been dreaming of traversing the universe and achieving immortality! Such a great talent wasted like this. His gaze towards Tang Ping was filled with resentment and disappointment.

I'm so angry!