"Do you still have the strength?"
"It's a pity, it's really gone."
Gongsun Ce collapsed on the ground. Qin Qianbai, who was pulled back by telekinesis, sat helplessly beside him.
Exhausted.
I really can't muster any fighting energy.
Regardless of physical strength or mental strength, everything was exhausted in the short but extremely dangerous battle. Not to mention the reappearance of Ming Ke, even an ordinary superpower can kill these two people in one fell swoop.
Even breathing was about to become a strenuous exercise, and their exhaustion was really to the point.
They used their last strength to look towards the end of the spiral trajectory.
What the two superpowers saw was——
"--marvelous."
Ming Ke, whose clothes were half ruined but completely uninjured.
There was a glimmer of light on his chest. The light blocked the tip of the spear, preventing the spiral that was just a hair away from crushing him from making any progress.
"The combination of dragon power and impermanence, the coordination of martial arts and tactics, and the trust between the two of you...!"
The spinning spear was blocked by this light.
At this moment, Gongsun Ce's spiral stopped turning.
Rather than frustration, anger, and hysteria, the first reaction of the two people at this moment was a sense of powerlessness and absurdity.
I was so angry that I didn’t even know what to say.
Just kidding.
Even the bosses in monster movies are put to shame. Even in tokusatsu dramas, there is no one as outrageous as you.
After working so hard to play all the trump cards and finally finding out that your opponent is fine and ready to enter the third stage, what kind of garbage animation is this? Just give me enough.
"Great, great! No one has been able to defeat me for a long time, and I have appeared!"
"I will give my all to you who are so powerful!"
The brain stubbornly resists thinking.
I didn’t want to dwell on this man’s words.
The Ming Dao that can cut through everything, if it is just his appearance.
So, this man, the impermanent dharma envoy named Ming Ke, what is the true form of his impermanent dharma?
"Dou Bing is possessed by the devil. He sees that everything has potential. He practices his mind to achieve spiritual perfection. He observes the truth as if it is nothing. He has all kinds of methods and can explore the infinity!"
After the fierce battle, it was almost dusk.
The remaining light after sunset is dreamlike and intoxicating.
"Dragon-slaying technique, impermanent method."
The dim light in front of Ming Ke grew stronger, covering the sky and the earth, absorbing everything into the light, leaving only a lingering yellow.
One of the strongest people in this world. Side by side with Tianji, the man unfolds the world in his heart.
"Strange appearance·Creation Realm, not the pure land of heaven."
·
afterwards.
The superpower, Gongsun Ce (19 years old), said this to his friends.
"You ask me, what is it like to fight against the Master of Creation?"
"Well...it's really hard to describe."
"No, no, it's not a matter of vocabulary. Mr. Gongsun, although I'm not a liberal arts student, I'm not so short of words that I can't speak."
"It should be said...the premise of your question is wrong."
The gray-haired young man looked up at the ceiling.
"That can't be called a fight."
"Human beings can fight beasts and fight monsters. But... can human beings fight mountains? Can they fight the ocean? Going even further, can an extremely powerful person fight the earth?"
"Rebirth of the Great Era of Fighting Waves"
"No way. You can't imagine such a scene. Just like you can't imagine how a person with bare hands can fight a giant dragon."
"The metaphor I just mentioned is not an exaggeration at all. I have personally seen the most powerful dragon disaster..."
The gray-haired young man made a big circle with his hand.
"The real-life destruction caused by the dragon phenomenon can turn a city into a strange world."
"This kind of thing can also be done by the Envoy of World Creation."
"The Impermanence Technique is a dragon-slaying technique. Why is it called such a thing? You will understand when you see the real battle scene of the World Creation Magician."
The gray-haired young man crossed his chest and shook his head.
"The battle between the impermanent magician and the dragon phenomenon is essentially killing like-for-like."
"The so-called World Creation Envoy is a giant dragon with a human body."
The gray-haired young man pushed up his glasses.
"...You asked me what I experienced?"
"Um………………"
He lowered his head in distress and thought for a long time before speaking.
"This... is even more difficult to describe."
"After all, I haven't fully understood it until now."
"What exactly is the so-called non-heavenly pure land?"
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The sun sets from the sky, but the stars and night have not yet risen.
What covers the sky and the earth is the dim light when encountering demons.
Fleeting, like a bubble, the dreamlike moment becomes eternity in the heart of a man.
They are in an unreal world.
Birds made of ink are flying in the sky, and the handwriting is very much like a painter's work; in the river of flowing iron, there is an old-fashioned train spewing steam; on the top of the mountain in the distance, there is a forest of swords reflecting the cold light; further away It's an ancient castle, an abyss, an ocean... endless scenes, unpredictable, chaotic and colorful. If it is said to be a painting, one would not be able to figure out the theme of the painting, but if it is said to be reality, no reasonable traces can be found.
The two of them were on a quiet plain in this chaotic world. The endless wilderness is filled with illusory afterimages: they are the phantoms of countless human beings, using weapons or spells to engage in infinite battles in the world. Among them, there are some who are clumsy, some who are mediocre, and some who are sublime. The master of the world accepts them all without distinction.
"——"
Gongsun Ce saw his own moves in it.
The figure closest to the two people threw the spiral gun, which was the attack that Ming Ke had just received.
And further away from the shadow, there are many afterimages of the same figure. Undoubtedly, that was Qin Qianbai fighting with Ming Ke.
"This is all you've learned."
"And what you will see is a further level of skill."
The man in blue shirt stood alone in the afterimage, staring at the two people who were unable to fight.
"Show everything you can learn - let me turn that possibility into a real reality!"
He gritted his teeth and stood up with his body propped up.
Before launching the actual attack, they saw an incredible sight.
——They saw countless versions of themselves.
"This is?!"
Phantoms appeared from their bodies, one after another, turning into "reality" with entities.
Every shadow with a body uses technology that it has no clue about.
Gongsun Ce holding a black sword. Gongsun Ce summoned a huge human form. Gongsun Ce creates a strange vortex. Gongsun Ce, who has completely mastered pure white matter. Gongsun Ce, who distorts the world with invisible power. Gongsun Ce unleashes gray power... there are many, many more! Countless selves used countless attacks, some of which came from his own power, while more phantoms used abilities that he had never thought of and could not understand!
Similarly, countless real shadows appeared in front of Qin Qianbai. Every time an entity appears, Mingke's momentum increases. The comprehensive combat power of both the enemy and ourselves increased at the same rate at this moment. When all entities were realized, Ming Ke's own presence even reminded him of the Glazed Dragon in its heyday!
There is nothing exaggerated in Gongsun Ce's association. In this world alone, in Ming Ke's own pure land, he has the intimidating power of a giant dragon monarch, the destructive power of a ruthless natural disaster... He has the power to trample everything in the mortal world under his feet. The most powerful force in the world!
And as the opponents of this extremely powerful person, it is their "selves" who are even stronger than they are now.
A large number of enemies flocked to the only swordsman, and unlimited moves faced the strongest individual. It is clearly a battle between the enemy and "oneself", but it is carried out frantically under a will that has nothing to do with oneself. The attacks and fights between the two sides were beyond the comprehension of the superpowers. They could only see those Gongsun Ce, who were stronger than themselves, dying under the sword that was countless times stronger than before.
He couldn't understand the abilities used by "Gongsun Ce", but those techniques and methods made him feel extremely familiar. Traces were semi-forcibly carved into his mind, as if someone had stuffed an extremely large amount of knowledge into his mind. No, it is more like memory than knowledge, a memory that has not been obtained but belongs to oneself...
"it's me……?"
When more than half of "self" was killed, the superpower finally realized the truth.
Possibilities that exist in the future are transformed into actual futures.
In other words, what Ming Ke calls out is, and what Ming Ke defeats is...
I don’t know how many years later, and I don’t know how many times stronger than they are now, it’s “possible” for them to use this move!
This speculation left him speechless.
How far does this man want to go?
He can no longer be satisfied by his current opponents, and he is not even willing to wait for weak enemies to grow. He wants to defeat the most powerful enemy now, and he wants to witness everything he wants to see now!
The purpose of creating the world is to allow Mingke himself to see more, defeat more, develop all the possibilities of his opponents to the end, and then defeat them one by one with the two swords in his hands. Enjoy the endless battle until all possibilities are crushed by him, absorbed, and turned into the power to make himself stronger.
When he thought about this, the infinite possibilities had almost been killed by Ming Ke. There was only one shadow left on the plain. The last Gongsun Ce made a hand seal, causing black and red cracks in the fantasy world.
"Silent Phase·Breaking the Boundary——"
What exactly did Gongsun Ce say? Now he could no longer hear it, let alone understand it.
He only saw the Ming knife touching the gray mark, and then the last part of himself was shattered.
There was no chance of victory for either of them.
Should I say it is the spirit of young people, or the unwillingness to admit defeat that everyone has.
With no strength left, the two men held on and wanted to attack the double swordsman.
There is no need to say much about the results.
Bloody light shot into the sky.
"Failure is the driving force for growth."
"Frustration is the foundation of strength."
The man smiled and waved the knife.
"Be unwilling, be angry, be painful, be resentful. Turn this emotion and experience into strength in your hands."
"Become stronger, become stronger than you are now. Cross the known end and seek the true infinity that I cannot simulate!"
"Then again, and again, and again—"
There is no kindness, no malice, no murderous intention, and no hostility in the words.
It's just the expectation of a warrior.
"Challenge me!"
The two fell to the ground, and Ming Ke sheathed his knife.
The pure land of Feitian returns to Mingke's heart.
At this point, the dust has settled.
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Qin Qianbai fell on the white surface and stared at the sky wordlessly.
"——"
Still lost.
Willpower can create miracles, and resourcefulness can help ordinary people defeat the strong.
But the gap has reached such an extent that all small tricks, strategies and perseverance are useless.
The realm of martial arts is at its peak. The law of impermanence also reaches the realm of creation.
Even if only one of them is not at the extreme level, including the undrawn black sword, the two of them still have the possibility of winning.
But in front of the blind guests, their power is so fragile and powerless.
"Ace..."
The white matter platform crumbled bit by bit. Qin Qianbai silently hugged the gray-haired young man.
Gongsun Ce was pressing on him.
There is no other intention, this is the promise made by the young man. He would not let her get hurt here - therefore, Gongsun Ce turned around and blocked the front at the last moment, taking more damage on her behalf.
There was a slimy feeling on his body. Warm life flowed from their wounds.
She saw Ming Ke coming step by step and took out the black Walkman.
How to broadcast the sound to the whole city... As a magician who is good at manipulating the environment, he has countless ways to do this. In fact, he doesn't even need to use "skills". He only needs to expand his own world and be able to control everything within that range.
She still couldn't do anything in front of this man.
She closed her eyes unwillingly and tried her best to suppress the urge to cry. The face that had not changed for a long time was about to show a sad expression.
A sense of frustration that she had never experienced before, a sadness that was stronger than when she was young, everything turned into the girl's unwilling whisper.
"I'm sorry, Ace. In the end, I still lost..."
Ming Ke pressed the play button on his Walkman.
The white matter plateau fragmented.
She fell downwards with him, and amid the howling wind, the young man's weak voice could be faintly heard.
"……hey-hey."
A mean laugh. Just like when you make fun of people, just like when you make boring jokes, you laugh easily.
"Why are you crying, miss? We won."
Before the feeling of astonishment appeared, the first thing that came was the real feeling of being caught.
A platform formed by solid air caught the two of them. What appeared in the field of vision was Ming Ke's extremely confused expression.
He pressed the Walkman over and over again and said in confusion: "How come... there is no sound?"
"...hey hey hey!"
Surprise and astonishment overcame exhaustion, causing Qin Qianbai to push the young man lying on her aside. The bespectacled superpower covered his forehead with his hands stained with his own blood, smiling miserably and uncontrollably.
"Hahahaha! It scared me to death, it really scared me to death!"
He was lying next to the girl, laughing and spurting blood, looking tragic and ridiculous.
"I heard that you are a world-creator at the same level as that guy Yan Qi. I thought you were so powerful that you could even create a song that didn't exist out of thin air! It's impossible not to defeat you if this continues, so I fought you. In the end... it turns out that even the world-creating magician can't bring back what was lost! Hahahahaha, pfffft, a little cleverness can still be of some use!"
Ming Ke seemed completely unable to understand the situation.
"What...? I confirmed..."
Let alone Ming Ke, even Qin Qianbai, who was prompted, could not fully understand the young man's plan.
Gongsun Ce shivered for a long time and made a white Walkman in his hand.
"The weight and appearance are exactly the same, right, Mr. Mingke?"
The man in green looked at the object in his hand.
The thing looked exactly the same as before. However, the color turned into the same pure white as Gongsun Ce’s creation!
"when?"
The superpower weakly imitated someone's tone.
"Hello, Mr. Mingke."
"When I first arrived, how many moving people were on the train?"
He spread his palms. In the young man's hand lies a cute kitten hairpin.
Of course four.
Because when he rushed to the train in the sky, he was flying with someone.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
(If I don’t rest tomorrow, I will change the amount of two-in-one, and then I will rest the day after tomorrow.)
