Zhang Heng, with a fearless deanor, walked slowly to Ma Ran and said in a leisurely tone, "In the vast Cosmos, every day countless races rise, and countless civilizations perish."
"Everything is but fleeting clouds."
"Only truth and technology endure forever."
"Your ideals, your pursuits, they seem too insignificant and trivial to ."
"Guarding a frail civilization and race will ultimately result in nothingness, leaving you grasping at nothing."
"True eternal path lies in their power and wisdom belonging to the individual!"
"I alone am a race."
"I am civilization!"
Ma Ran gave no response.
He could vaguely guess so of the other party’s pursuits.
Li Zhen, truth. Ji Ke, technology.
They are just clichéd puns made into nas.
They are all Zhang Heng.
To be precise, they are just a small part of Zhang Heng.
The other party’s philosophy sounded sowhat grandiose, but it couldn’t make Ma Ran abandon his own pursuits.
"I admire you a lot."
Zhang Heng ignored the other mbers of the Grass Hut Academy, looking intently at Ma Ran, "To be precise..."
"I like you."
"So..."
"Join !"
"If you are strong enough, wise enough, you can completely replace and beco the new ’Zhang Heng’!"
"Beco the strongest ’Zhang Heng’!"
"If you can manage that, the wealth, knowledge, and technology I have accumulated over many centuries will be yours to possess!"
"You are inherently strong of soul. Back on Wudang Mountain, after you, Wudang, and the Profound Immortal drank the Brotherhood Wine, your fortunes linked and soared, perhaps giving you the potential to beco a ’leader’."
Poof!
A spear tip pierced into Zhang Heng’s head from behind, exiting through his right eye.
The golden-rimd glasses shattered, blood spattered everywhere!
At Zhang Heng’s wound, lightning surged, flas boiled, a dense bloody aura spreading.
Behind him, the Thunderfire Spear in Su Qiangwei’s hand suddenly dissipated.
At the sa ti, Zhang Heng’s aura of life rapidly weakened, even his soul’s aura started to wane.
Yet the corners of Zhang Heng’s lips slightly curled, without looking back, he casually watched Ma Ran, "Killing one Zhang Heng, there will still be thousands standing up."
"Because I cherish talent, I don’t want things to beco too tense."
"Now it seems, discussing these when you haven’t yet despaired, is still a bit premature."
"So..."
"I’ll give you a minute to prepare."
Zhang Heng, with a bloodied hole in his head, smiled as he snapped his fingers.
Snap!
His body suddenly burst apart, transforming into countless blood butterflies, flying toward the dark universe.
Su Qiangwei’s fingers trembled slightly, wanting to give chase to finish him off, but was stopped by Ma Ran.
"Can’t kill him."
Ma Ran said calmly, "Li Zhen, Ji Ke, including the Zhang Heng we saw, they are all but the most insignificant part of this guy."
"They are, in essence, part of a whole, akin to a single hair of a human."
"Cutting off a hair doesn’t harm the essence of the other party."
Zhang Heng is strong.
Not only in strength but also in intelligence, which is remarkable.
Shrewd, calculates ten steps ahead, exuding the aura of a tactician from head to toe.
Such a person is what’s known on Earth’s internet as an "old scher."
The words from Zhang Heng’s mouth, unlike the previous nonsensical Li Zhen, had a ring of truth.
Ma Ran was well-acquainted with this type of opponent.
Zhang Heng’s words, if only half-listened to, would miss out on many important pieces of information; if taken completely seriously, would surely lead to being trapped to the point of ruin and eternal damnation.
If he truly agreed to the other party’s conditions, relying on fortune and soul strength to beco the "leader Zhang Heng," the chances of survival would be close to zero.
"This will be a hard battle."
Ma Ran calmly closed his eyes, a mysterious purple-golden light began to emanate around him, "I will first help everyone recover so strength."
In the vast, unbounded darkness of the universe, specks of starlight began to twinkle, drawn, linked, falling upon the Grass Hut Academy.
Bathed in starlight, the mbers of the Academy felt their blood and energy surging, bodies, and spirits quickly restored to pri condition!
"Though it’s a bit despicable to gang up, I’m sorry, but I’m a scientist, not a warrior."
Zhang Heng’s voice ca from the void.
The next mont.
A dense array of black dots appeared before everyone’s eyes!
On a closer look, what black dots? They were clearly all sorts of bizarre life forms!
Wolves, insects, tigers, leopards, whales, sharks, rabbits, deer, sheep, pigs, dogs, jellyfish...
These strange life forms had varied appearances, from which one could see shadows of many Earth creatures, yet essentially different, their auras varied greatly in strength.
The strongest was a creature with a shark’s head and a human body, its life strength slightly inferior to the Sea Demon Feng Yuji, but it wielded weapons, moved faster, and was more agile!
It held a trident, its figure flickered, cutting several mbers of the Grass Hut Academy in half.
The overall combat power of the Extraordinary Legion clearly overpowered the Grass Hut Academy.
At the start of the battle, the academy lost over a dozen mbers.
"Li Tang, Li Xing, Qian Xixi, Qian Duoduo, you four control the battlefield, assist Su Qiangwei in creating a combat environnt."
"Wan Haihao, Wu Di, your weapons are damaged, don’t venture deep into the enemy camp, protect the wounded here."
Ma Ran imdiately took action, using energy to condense Star Force Needles and Star Force Threads, performing ergency treatnt on the injured mbers, while activating the Battlefield Commander mode, commanding with ease, calm and composed.
The academy mbers who were originally panic-stricken or even in despair, upon seeing Ma Ran’s maneuver, felt their hearts, previously lodged in their throats, settle back into their stomachs, their tension and fear greatly alleviated.
With Ma Ran around, mbers who had been beheaded, bisected, or had their bodies smashed, though having undergone a brush with death and temporarily losing combat ability, their injuries wouldn’t worsen.
After the battle, with a bit of effort, Ma Ran could completely heal them without leaving any latent dangers.
Hidden injuries, chronic ailnts...
In front of Ma Ran, such things didn’t exist!
However, the imdiate task was to resolve these monsters before them!
With that, Ma Ran, wielding a Tang Blade, turned into a ghostly figure, charging toward Zhang Heng’s Extraordinary Legion.
Wan Haihao, Li Xing, Wu Di, and other academy mbers, all followed Ma Ran’s commands, each doing their part, striving to do their duties.
Yet, when their gaze fell upon that shark-headed humanoid monster, they all felt a chill running through them, goosebumps rising.
That monster was simply like a malevolent spirit, each blink, it would "teleport" in front of a new academy mber.
Teleportation wasn’t possible.
Even Profound Immortal Zhao Guanlan’s Instant Teleportation required preparation ti, and this monster henchman created by Zhang Heng certainly didn’t have such deep ability.
But...
The lowest fra rate the human eye can recognize is 24 fras per second; even when focused, it doesn’t exceed 30 fras.
This and superpower have little to do, it is determined by human genetics and body structure.
Unless one can, like Ma Ran, cultivate "Burning Martial" to an extrely profound level, achieving a transformation and ascension of life; or like Su Qiangwei, possessing an infinite variety of Superpowers, strengthening oneself from all angles with no blind spots; or possessing a special ability for enhanced vision, otherwise, the dynamic vision limit for Earth humans is almost constrained within this nurical range!
When images change more than 30 tis per second, human eyes will perceive continuity; below 30 fras per second, a sense of pause will be felt.
Thus, a blink is about a thirtieth of a second.
The shark-headed humanoid monster, with exquisite body technique, its twists, turns, and changes in direction, all occurred within this ti fra.
If not for Ma Ran simultaneously treating the wounded and sparring with it, it might only need a minute to slaughter the current Grass Hut Academy entirely!
As the battle reached a stalemate, Su Qiangwei, who was originally protecting the other academy mbers from the monster army’s assault, spearheading with a Water Quality Thunder Spear, charged into the enemy camp.
"Su Hanhan you... Damn! Sister Qiangwei is aweso!"
The mbers quickly changed their tune, seamlessly switching from cursing to cheering in jubilance.
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