The True Way of the Assassin
"Then let my disciple go for the first match. Who is willing to be his opponent?" Assassin Ding Yuan said nonchalantly, while Zhao Yifan on the other side had a flash of understanding on his face.
Ding Yuan didn't take this competition very seriously. Lu Li's eyes flashed and he understood the general situation. Ding Yuan's main purpose in entering this world was to complete his Assassin's way. So over the years, he had been collecting martial arts knowledge everywhere and filling it into his power system.
Even though he understood that promoting the world would bring him a boost in fortune, he simply left martial arts scrolls around the world at will. Naturally, he also left his disciples to their own devices. If they showed promise, he would nurture them; if they lacked talent, they would be abandoned.
Zhao Yifan in his previous life was like that. He didn't have any special abilities back then; he was just an ordinary child. He also encountered this kind of laissez-faire education, so he didn't achieve much and was eventually abandoned.
In this life, Lin Feng, a transmigrator with his own system, became his disciple. Perhaps because of his good talent, Ding Yuan did nurture him. However, in essence, he was just going through the motions of the competition, even showing a desire to finish it as soon as possible.
"Then I'll do it." Wu Siqi stepped forward from the other side. The two men's physiques alone created a stark contrast. Behind him, the women called him either "husband" or "young master, "Wu Siqi him on.
The crowd retreated far away, Wu Siqi stood with his hands behind his back, his aura rising continuously. Inhuman internal energy burst forth from his body, and dragon-shaped formations made of golden internal energy circled around him.
Lu Li glanced at Wu Siqi a few times, then looked at Hu Wenxu on the other side, and understood. Putting aside the magnificent appearance of the dragon form, it was actually just simulating tentacles with internal energy, and there were some other interesting things as well.
"Playing the sidelines?" Lu Li nodded and smiled. Wu Siqi's internal energy reserves were quite astonishing, several times, or even more than ten times, those of others, which was also due to his broad shoulders and strong back, yet handsome features.
This obviously abnormal physique is naturally the result of modification. The dungeon mission clearly states that the participants must be human; otherwise, it would be hard to say what the participants standing here today would look like.
In any case, if there weren't such a strict requirement, Zhao Yifan would have been forcibly transformed into a non-human by Lu Li through Madness Curse and magic injection, and then used his non-human identity to practice martial arts and obtain the strength of a mythical martial artist.
Hu Wenxu, however, had a peculiar idea. He surgically modified Wu Siqi, drastically altering his muscles to resemble those of a demon, and perhaps even part of his heart. These demonic tissues would provide Wu Siqi with a large amount of life energy, and perhaps other abilities as well.
This is a borderline approach. Although Wu Siqi is fundamentally human, parts of his body are no longer human, but calling him non-human is not entirely accurate. Can you say that someone using prosthetics isn't human?
It was precisely this approach that allowed Wu Siqi's internal energy reserves to far exceed normal levels, while still retaining his basic human identity. Lu Li nodded, agreeing that this approach was acceptable. However, according to Lu Li's speculation, Implantation such a large-scale demonic muscle tissue into a human body meant that even though Wu Siqi still retained his human identity, his life essence had already been corrupted.
"Hu Wenxu's surgery isn't like a game Implant Path. Wu Siqi has such a large group of wives, and it seems he's had many attempts at procreation, but none of those women show any signs of pregnancy."
"Wu Siqi will never have human offspring in this lifetime, and no matter how good the measures to prevent pollution are, they will eventually fail. In a few years, Wu Siqi will be infected by those demonic organizations and become a monster."
"At that time, perhaps Demon Calamity will occur in this world." Lu Li mentally deduced the various possibilities for the future of this world. He took out a small booklet, burned it with magic, leaving lines of writing on it, and handed it to Hu Hansan beside him, instructing him. "If any inhuman disaster occurs within ten years, you can open this."
"There are so many factors in this world that I know so much about them that I feel like I have a grasp on the trajectory of fate." Lu Li closed his eyes. He had been in this world for ten years, controlled half of its territory, and left behind a variety of factors that propelled its progress.
With immense fortune surrounding him, coupled with Lu Li's extraordinary perception and the vast amount of information he knew about this world, Lu Li felt as if he could foresee the development and destiny of this world, and even occasionally saw some unstable visions of the future.
After gaining insight into Wu Siqi's condition, Lu Li's curiosity about the fate of this world deepened. He then tried to leave behind various contingency plans to plan for the future. Lu Li could even vaguely sense how many years the Black Heaven Hall could continue to exist thanks to the various contingency plans he had left behind.
"If I completely destroy the Ancient Moon Hall and gain more knowledge of what is known, then my grasp of this world will be even clearer." Lu Li thought, then shook his head. This kind of fate probing can only play a little role in this kind of world for now.
There are simply too many complex factors in other worlds. In fact, if this world were to reach a certain point, it would be taken into the view of certain beings, making its future even less worth mentioning.
"Only when one's own strength reaches a certain level will it truly be useful to glimpse fate; otherwise, one is nothing more than a worm drifting with the tide." Lu Li stopped his deductions. His own senses were also constantly developing, and the perspectives of cause and effect and fate were slowly being incorporated into Lu Li's perception system. However, they were still too weak at the moment and had no effect whatsoever.
Meanwhile, the battle between Wu Siqi and Lin Feng is about to begin.
Wu Siqi, his body wreathed in dragon-shaped energy, said with a cold arrogance, "I've heard you're an Assassin. It's unfair to fight you head-on, so I'll give you three moves!"
"Seriously, why do you all have this misunderstanding about Assassin?" Lin Feng said, scratching his head in anguish. An indomitable aura emanated from Lin Feng, so powerful that if they weren't watching from a distance, they wouldn't even be able to sense how astonishing it was.
"A true Assassin is one who fights against overwhelming odds, who can face anything and abandon everything for their beliefs and what they want. We are not killers, we are Assassin!" Lin Feng murmured, and rushed straight towards Wu Siqi.
The sheer force of his presence—the kind that said, "No matter what lies ahead, I will plunge the dagger into the target's body"—made Wu Siqi's pupils shrink, as if he had overestimated himself.
As Lin Feng said, the earliest Assassin were people who were willing to give up their lives and everything else for their beliefs. They might hide in the shadows, but they would never lack the courage to face any difficulties or enemies.