Chapter 171 – He Ignited!

“Uh…”

You Long’s expression froze momentarily.

“What is this…”

“Boom!”

The vast martial arts arena’s central area, with a diameter exceeding 10 meters, completely shattered, the ground rolling and lifting into the air…

In an instant, Lu Yuan’s demonic figure appeared right in front of You Long.

He smiled, his husky voice whispering in You Long’s ear.

“This is…”

“The true limit break!”

“Bang!”

As Lu Yuan punched, it seemed as if an invisible barrier in the air was shattered.

A white shockwave, visible to the naked eye, suddenly spread outwards.

The white glow of inner strength around You Long flashed momentarily…

Then he flew backward like a sandbag, straight as an arrow.

He flew a full 20 or 30 meters before crashing into the far edge of the Martial Arts Gym with a “boom!” The impact shattered the wall, burying him in rubble and dust.

“Crack, crack-“

Lu Yuan gently twisted his neck, his perfectly transformed Second Rank body stretching freely, producing a pleasant sound of bones colliding.

An overwhelming pressure, like a tidal wave of molten lava, spread in all directions, even distorting the air slightly.

He walked leisurely towards the spot where You Long had disappeared. The Black Bear Man, who had been watching from the sidelines, had already retreated to a corner, his body stiff and face pale, lips tightly sealed for fear of making even the slightest sound.

“Senior, if you don’t show some real skills… I might accidentally kill you.”

Lu Yuan said casually.

Suddenly…

“Boom!”

The pile of rubble exploded.

In the swirling dust, a strong figure stood quietly.

The surrounding air seemed to thicken, an invisible pressure bearing down.

Lu Yuan watched as a True Essence of Dragon Form, something only he could perceive, slowly emerged around the figure.

He was momentarily stunned.

Then, a childlike, pure smile of joy gradually spread across his face.

He softly murmured to himself.

“Wonderful.”

…

“Hiss—”

As the office door swung open, a figure rushed in like a hurricane.

The newcomer was a handsome middle-aged man with a cold expression, dressed in a pure black combat suit, exuding a murderous aura as if he had just descended from a bloody battlefield.

“Su Zhaohui!”

“I’m here, no need to shout.”

The man, whose name was called, was sitting at a desk, staring unblinkingly at a virtual screen.

The top three buttons of his shirt were undone, and his tie was hanging loosely to the side.

His face was slightly flushed, and he reeked of alcohol.

He seemed to be in a highly excited state, much like a middle-aged sports fan who had stayed up all night watching a game.

“Where is he?”

The handsome middle-aged man immediately asked upon entering.

Su Zhaohui didn’t even glance at him and said impatiently, “Didn’t I tell you he’s still in the assessment? Find yourself a small stool and sit next to me.”

The handsome middle-aged man frowned but quickly complied, moving to sit next to Su Zhaohui and directing his gaze to the virtual screen in front of them.

On the screen, two muscular figures stood facing each other, both in incredibly strong states, presenting a striking visual impact.

The handsome middle-aged man stared at the screen for less than a second before his pupils slightly contracted.

“A You Long who has unlocked his limit break state?!”

“This kid can push You Long to this extent?”

Su Zhaohui chuckled, “You missed it, You Long was getting thrashed the entire time. Honestly, it’s the first time I’ve seen You Long so humiliated in a pure martial arts match…”

“Oh, right.”

Su Zhaohui paused and added, “This kid’s spirit also broke its limit, and it’s not just any ordinary spirit limit break… I think it’s called—Brain Divinity?”

“You Long used some move… Dragon Sting! He just took one look and learned it. Impressive.”

Su Zhaohui half-praised, half-sincerely admired.

“It’s Dragon Shield, isn’t it…”

The handsome middle-aged man muttered in disagreement, but his eyes sparkled, and even his breathing became slightly rapid.

Two natural limit breakers. And one of them also possesses the legendary Brain Divinity talent from the ancient martial arts world!

This was far beyond his expectations.

A mere physical limit break was nothing extraordinary.

But adding an extraordinary level of spiritual and intellectual prowess made the significance entirely different.

The latter’s potential was much stronger and far more versatile.

Whether they pursued modification or the new martial arts path, their future was ten or even a hundred times brighter than that of ordinary people.

This trip…

It was absolutely worth it!

The handsome middle-aged man’s eyes remained fixed on the screen, his expression gradually becoming one of awe.

“You Long, as the Chief Instructor of Yellow Bear’s ancient martial arts, is an A+ level expert in pure martial arts combat.

Even new martial arts A+ experts might not be his match…

This kid forcing him to unlock his limit break is one thing, but now he’s planning to use the True Essence of Martial Arts?”

“Isn’t that obvious? If You Long doesn’t get serious, he wouldn’t stand a chance against this kid…”

Su Zhaohui clicked his tongue and reached for the beer glass beside him, only to find it empty.

He hurriedly asked the handsome middle-aged man to move aside, but the latter ignored him.

He sat as if cast in iron, eyes glued to the screen, his expression as stern as if he were analyzing an advanced combat strategy.

“Stop fussing.

They… are starting.”

…

The invisible True Essence of Dragon Form enveloped You Long, a mighty aura sweeping across the arena.

“Step—Step—”

You Long walked slowly towards Lu Yuan, an invisible wind accompanying him.

Wherever he went, rubble and dust parted to either side.

The black hair behind Lu Yuan fluttered, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth lifted—he seemed to be enjoying the feeling of being suppressed.

“If you can withstand three moves from me…”

You Long looked at Lu Yuan calmly, his face devoid of any emotion.

“I’ll consider this task a pass.”

“Thank you, senior.”

Lu Yuan clasped his hands together and bowed slightly, humble and polite.

Upon hearing this, You Long’s eyes softened immediately. He was about to say something when…

Suddenly…

“Bang!” A massive explosion rang out.

A huge fist was already in front of You Long.

White airwaves swirled around the fist, and the fierce wind from the punch blew You Long’s short hair back, pressing it tightly against his scalp.

With a thunderous “boom,” Lu Yuan’s punch missed its target, and the compressed, distorted air turned into an invisible shockwave, creating a huge crater where it landed.

Lu Yuan, however, seemed unfazed.

Because… You Long had used Dragon Shield to evade again.

“You…”

You Long seemed amused by Lu Yuan’s persistence.

Shaking his head, the invisible True Essence of Dragon Form around him began to swirl, and his entire aura changed abruptly.

In the next second, he advanced suddenly, seeming to cross dozens of meters in just two steps.

“Dragon Moves Through Clouds!”

You Long delivered a simple punch towards Lu Yuan.

The True Essence of Dragon Form around him soared, accompanied by a brilliant white glow of inner strength. For a moment, Lu Yuan seemed to see a white dragon tumbling through the clouds, swiftly approaching.

“Thank you, senior, for generously teaching me…”

Lu Yuan murmured.

You Long’s aura suddenly faltered.

In the next second, Lu Yuan laughed loudly, his black hair dancing wildly as he charged towards You Long.

As he moved, a colossal aura erupted from him, instantly breaking through the domain enveloped by You Long’s True Intent.

You Long’s pupils contracted sharply, and his punching hand seemed to tremble violently.

His expression changed dramatically, and a shocked exclamation burst from his lips.

“True Intent?! You’ve also reached the True Intent level? How… how old are you this year?!”

…

“Smack!”

“Bang!”

“Crack, crack—”

Su Zhaohui widened his eyes, staring at his nearly shattered alloy desk, now bearing a clear handprint.

Looking at the handsome middle-aged man in front of him, he pointed and stammered, “Song Cong, you… you…”

“I’ll pay you back later…”

The handsome middle-aged man, Song Cong, didn’t even glance at him, tossing out, “Ten sheets of Rainbow Steel.”

“Whoosh—”

Su Zhaohui let out a long breath, “You better keep your word.”

He turned his head, and only then did he and the handsome middle-aged man both show expressions of shock and amazement.

“True Intent, huh…”

Su Zhaohui clicked his tongue in amazement. “This kid is incredible!

Born with a double limit break, and now True Intent in ancient martial arts…

If we equip him with a Nano-mechanical battle suit and implant a few powerful new martial arts techniques…

He could really become a Flying Bear General!”

“Breaking through the level S Heavenly Barrier isn’t easy, and not just anyone can become a Flying Bear General.”

The handsome middle-aged man, Song Cong, couldn’t help but retort. But he quickly pursed his lips, his eyes burning with intensity as he continued, “However… he really is a one-in-a-billion top-tier new blood.

Strong combat ability, exceptional talent, quick thinking. With a bit of training, he could become a formidable warrior.

With rigorous training, he could even become a Golden Bear Guard, possibly among the elite few…”

“Are you about to say that you’re the best person to train him? That this one-in-a-billion top-tier new blood would achieve the most under your guidance, and it would be a waste to give him to anyone else?”

Su Zhaohui picked up where Song Cong left off.

Song Cong nodded, then shook his head. “You got it half right. I’m not necessarily the best teacher for him. But I lead my team into the Evil Deity secret realm at least ten times a year. If he follows me… he’ll definitely grow faster than with any other Golden Bear.”

“That makes sense, Old Song. I can’t argue with that logic.”

Su Zhaohui gave Song Cong a thumbs up, praising him without reservation.

Song Cong smiled slightly and said, “So, you’ll give him to me?”

“I’ll give you a punch.”

Su Zhaohui rolled his eyes, retorting, “Friendship aside, if you want this new blood, show some sincerity… He’s not a cabbage you can pick up by the handful in a field.

It takes many years and many batches of new blood to produce someone like him.

Once the assessment results are out, there’ll be a lot of people vying for him…

It’s a tangible future performance…”

Song Cong frowned, “Then what do you want? This time in the Cavern secret realm, I managed to grab a…”

Before Song Cong could finish, Su Zhaohui interrupted him.

“I don’t go for biochemical modification or Evil Martial Arts. The junk you’ve got on you is useless to me…” Su Zhaohui waved his hand dismissively and, looking at the screen, said, “Besides, the assessment isn’t over yet. Let’s wait until this new blood, Lu Yuan, has his final evaluation… then we can discuss this topic.”

Song Cong frowned but eventually nodded.

“Alright.”

“Watch closely, You Long is about to lose. Don’t miss the most exciting part.”

Su Zhaohui called out to Song Cong.

Song Cong glanced at him and lightly tapped his temple, a stream of data seemingly flashing through his dark eyes.

“How can you tell You Long is going to lose?

Even if this kid has grasped True Intent, the grade of the ancient martial arts Legacy he’s learned and the time he’s spent in True Intent can’t compare to You Long.

In this battle… You Long has an eighty-seven percent chance of winning.”

“Heh heh.”

Su Zhaohui chuckled, slowly sipped from his wine glass, and said leisurely, “Wanna bet on it?

Let’s see who actually wins in the end.”

“Hmm?”

Song Cong looked at Su Zhaohui’s confident face and couldn’t help but run the calculations through his auxiliary AI brain again.

The result was still the same.

“What makes you so confident?”

“You just don’t understand…”

Su Zhaohui stared at the virtual screen in front of him, a mysterious glint in his eyes.

With deep emotion, he said, “In these kinds of hot-blooded youth scenarios…

It’s almost inevitable for the older generation to be defeated and used as stepping stones.

Even if your calculations show an eighty-seven percent chance, or even ninety-nine percent…

In this battle, You Long is destined to lose!

Because this kid… he’s ignited!

Old Song!”

“Uh…”