“Sorry about that,” Luo Feng shook his head. “After my battle with Krov, I still can’t forget it.”
“Did you lose badly?” Hong asked in return.
“Do you even need to ask!” Thunder God teased with a grin.
Luo Feng picked up the teacup beside him, gently sipping. The tea leaves in the cup were specially cultivated by the Pinghai Company within the virtual universe environment. The mellow aroma truly lingered between lips and teeth. After a sip, he sighed, “It really was a crushing defeat. It even made me uncertain about entering the Primordial Secret Realm!”
Before the Qualification Battle, Luo Feng had been filled with ambition, eager to enter the Primordial Secret Realm!
He had even obtained part of the Demon Sound Divine General’s inheritance, his mental strength amplification soaring. He had been confident enough to charge into the Primordial Secret Realm… However, his battle against Krov had been like a cold shower poured over his head!
The gap!
It was huge!
“Losing isn’t scary,” Hong smiled. “What’s scary is losing confidence.”
“Big Brother?” Luo Feng looked at Hong.
“I grew up in a killer training camp,” Hong’s eyes carried a trace of nostalgia. “In terms of physical constitution, we Asians naturally have a gap compared to Caucasians and Africans… I might have started behind, but I kept moving forward until I became the most terrifying assassin! And those who originally had better talent than me were surpassed one by one.”
Luo Feng listened quietly.
“So!” Hong smiled at Luo Feng. “Brother Three, although talent is important, it’s not absolute. You have great talent and cultivate quickly. No problem… If you become immortal in ten thousand years, then I’ll become immortal in a hundred thousand or a million years. Won’t that work? Maybe those with better talent will fall earlier!”
Luo Feng was stunned.
Indeed.
The teacher had once mentioned a super genius who, at the Realm Lord level, had been able to kill off Immortal Marquis-level warriors, but had still fallen. He hadn’t even become an Immortal!
“So temporary shocking progress doesn’t mean much. What’s important is steady, continuous improvement!” Hong looked at Luo Feng. “The most important thing in cultivation is not to compare with others, but to compare with yourself! As long as you keep progressing, keep surpassing yourself, then eventually you will grow stronger and stronger… One day, you’ll find… the entire world, you already have no rivals. You will already be the strongest in the world!”
Luo Feng listened quietly.
He deeply respected and admired his elder brother ‘Hong’.
In terms of pure combat strength, he himself might be stronger, but in terms of inner cultivation, his elder brother had already reached the level of some so-called sages in Chinese history.
“Haha, Boss, was it really like this that you became the strongest in the world?” Thunder God laughed, looking at Luo Feng.
“Exactly!” Hong’s eyes were calm as he nodded with a smile. “Back then, I was devoted to the long spear in my hand, using that spear to expound the ultimate principles of heaven and earth! Step by step, surpassing… I myself never thought that during the Great Nirvana Period, I actually became the number one person on Earth. Luo Feng, do you understand what I mean?”
“I understand. One must not seek quick success! One must calmly pursue one’s own limits.” Luo Feng said.
Hong nodded in satisfaction.
…
The gathering with his elder and second brothers lasted about three hours before the three brothers finally parted ways. The elder brother continued to focus on his cultivation, the second brother went back to his own affairs, while Luo Feng himself returned to his consciousness to fully immerse himself in accepting the Demon Sound Divine General’s inheritance.
Luo Feng realized one thing…
Every time he was with his elder and second brothers, he gained some enlightenment, making the path ahead clearer.
“This is the realm of the heart! In terms of inner cultivation, my second brother surpasses me, while my elder brother has reached an unprecedented level.” Luo Feng also felt that although his elder brother had not yet revealed his brilliance, one day he would surely shine brilliantly in this vast universe. This feeling was purely subconscious.
Although his elder brother spoke calmly, that confidence was completely ingrained in his bones.
…
The day after the qualification battle within the Tai Chu Secret Realm, the qualification battle for the Primordial Secret Realm began.
Since there were only five members in the Primordial Secret Realm at the Cosmic level, their qualification battle would conclude within a single day. Naturally, the ‘Primordial Secret Realm Qualification Battle’ drew immense attention from countless geniuses across other secret realms. It was said that countless people were watching these battles intently.
…
In the Tai Chu District, at the mansion of Prince ‘Wuka’ of the Man Ka Star.
Luo Feng, Ronjun, and Wuka were gathered in the living room, drinking wine while watching the screen in front of them, observing one qualification battle after another in the Primordial Secret Realm.
“Ah, my mansion!”
“It won’t be long before I have to move out of the Tai Chu District and into the Tian Di District.” Wuka sat on the sofa, exclaiming loudly, glancing at Luo Feng and Ronjun, “You two guys, we Tai Chu Triad should stick together, right? You both made it into the top three, and one of you can continue staying in the Tai Chu Secret Realm!”
Luo Feng and Ronjun both smiled.
In the qualification battle, Luo Feng ranked 2nd, while Ronjun was 19th.
Ronjun barely managed to stay within the top 20… Thus, he no longer needed to battle against the top ten from the Tian Di District. It could be said that he had already solidified his position to remain in the Tai Chu Secret Realm.
As for Wuka, as expected, he ranked sixth from the bottom.
In fact, among the other six newcomers—Wuka, Opatela, Lansiluo, Aichen, Jiangmo, and Qianshui—exactly the last six spots were occupied by them! Wuka ranking sixth from the bottom was actually quite decent. However, they were about to engage in fierce battles against the top ten from the Tian Di District… Except for these six, everyone else had successfully passed the sixth level of the Skyward Bridge.
They were destined to move on to the Tian Di Secret Realm!
“Hmph!”
“Every new batch of recruits ends up like this, getting eliminated to the next secret realm. I’m a newcomer too.” Wuka stared at Luo Feng and Ronjun, “You two just wait, I’ll soon make my way back to the Tai Chu Secret Realm.”
“Alright, we’ll be waiting.” Ronjun chuckled.
“Good luck, Prince Wuka.” Luo Feng teased.
Just as he finished speaking, a battle in the Primordial Secret Realm was ending on the screen—’Feito’ versus ‘Longyun’.
“Longyun is so pitiful.” Wuka sighed.
“Yeah.” Ronjun nodded slightly. “He’s simply not on the same level as the others in the Primordial Secret Realm.”
Luo Feng also nodded slightly.
The Primordial Secret Realm had five participants: three veterans and two newcomers.
The two newcomers were naturally the geniuses selected through the Genius War—’Bolan’ and ‘Longyun’. After being stimulated by Luo Feng, Bolan finally awoke, realizing clearly that he was not truly an unbeatable genius. Indulging and wasting his talent was a foolish act, so he changed his approach and decided to focus on the ‘Spatial Laws’.
Two years ago, Bolan had successfully passed the seventh level of the Skyward Bridge!
The three veterans were ‘Feito’, ‘Sima Yan’, and ‘Molo’. Among them, Feito was the only one among the Cosmic-level core members of the Virtual Universe Company to have passed the eighth level of the Skyward Bridge! Sima Yan and Molo had both passed the seventh level of the Skyward Bridge… Naturally, they had both passed the seventh level a long time ago.
“Longyun is really pitiful. He loses every time he faces anyone. If it were me, I would have given up already. Why bother fighting?” Wuka shook his head. “They’re just on a completely different level.”
Out of the five, one had passed the eighth level of the Skyward Bridge, three had passed the seventh level, and Longyun had only passed the fifth.
“Don’t underestimate him.” Luo Feng looked at Longyun’s fallen body on the screen. “Knowing full well that he will definitely lose, yet still going into battle time and time again—that’s not something ordinary people can do.”
“Hmm.” Ronjun also nodded slightly.
“Look! Molo is fighting Bolan!” Wuka shouted.
Luo Feng and Ronjun immediately focused their attention, staring intently at the screen. Among the two newcomers in the Primordial Secret Realm, only ‘Bolan’ had some resistance capability. However, previously, when Bolan faced ‘Feito’, the strongest among the three veterans, he had suffered a crushing defeat.
“They’ve both passed the seventh level of the Skyward Bridge!” Ronjun murmured. “And they’re both close combat fighters. This battle… perhaps Bolan has a slight chance!”
“Hmm.” Luo Feng nodded slightly.
Yes, there was indeed a slight chance.
Just a slight chance!
The battle began…
Bolan’s sword techniques were incredibly sharp, and his movements were mysterious and unpredictable. However, Molo stood still, responding to the ever-changing attacks with unwavering calmness, using his ‘Beast Fist’ to block Bolan’s repeated assaults. The scene of their intense battle caused mountains to collapse and forests to be destroyed. Each of Bolan’s sword strikes could leave a shocking bottomless abyss on the planet’s surface, while each punch and kick from Molo could leave massive scars on the vast land.
They exchanged blows dozens of times in an instant!
Molo instantly seized an opportunity, sacrificing one of his legs to get in close and kill Bolan instantly!
“Roar!” Molo’s eyes instantly emitted a wild glow. His right hand, like a coiled snake, shot out, grabbing Bolan’s neck!
Crack!
Instantly twisting Bolan’s neck, his fingers pierced directly into Bolan’s skull.
Bolan was dead!
…
Silence!
In front of the screen, Luo Feng, Ronjun, and Wuka remained still for a long time. Bolan’s strength was undeniable, yet he was still killed by the elder of the Primordial Secret Realm.
“Such terrifying close combat.” Wuka whispered.
Wuka himself specialized in close combat, but when compared to Molo, he clearly noticed the staggering gap between them.
“Very terrifying.” Ronjun also furrowed his brows.
Luo Feng, however, was watching with bated breath, his mind constantly replaying the scene of Molo seizing the opportunity to kill Bolan. As he repeatedly recalled and replayed it, his expression grew increasingly serious… That ‘Beast Fist’ of Molo’s truly lived up to its name. It could resemble a fox, a coiled snake, a wild wolf, or a fierce tiger…
That ferocity! That cunning! That treachery!
It was completely natural!
“He created this Beast Fist himself, while others have learned techniques from others.” Luo Feng murmured in his heart. “When using self-created techniques, of course, it’s easier to unleash the strongest attack! Molo is very strong…”
“But…”
“Why do I feel like he’s not as strong as the werewolf Krov?” Luo Feng frowned. “Krov is only in the Tai Chu Secret Realm… It’s really strange!”
Molo’s strength was enough to make Luo Feng cautious.
But Krov had made Luo Feng feel despair!
“No hope at all.” Wuka shouted loudly from the sofa. “Bolan lost to Molo. He’ll probably lose to the warrior’s nemesis, the illusionist Sima Yan… So it’s certain that Bolan and Longyun will be among the bottom three in this Primordial Secret Realm.”
The rule of the Virtual Universe Company was—
The bottom three from the Primordial Secret Realm and the top three from the Tai Chu Secret Realm, a total of six people, would compete for the sole spot in the Primordial Secret Realm.
Judging from the current situation!
Longyun! Bolan! They would likely be two of the bottom three.
As for Feito… As the only one who had passed the eighth level of the Skyward Bridge, his advantage was obvious, and taking first place was not an issue.
“The bottom three in the Primordial Secret Realm will be Bolan, Longyun, and who else?” Wuka frowned.
“It will definitely be either Molo or Sima Yan.” Ronjun said. “Luo Feng, who do you think it will be?”
Luo Feng frowned.
Who?
Molo!
It had to be Molo. Only if Molo ranked among the bottom three would he have the chance to fight him!
“I must personally defeat him, crush him under my foot, I must!” Luo Feng had long harbored a deep resentment in his heart. This qualification battle was merely a release… If there was an opportunity in reality, Luo Feng would certainly not show mercy. Ever since Molo had kicked him back then… It had already been decided—
One of them must die!
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