In the midst of the conversation, his spirit softly emanated, gathering towards Li Ziqing, controlling the Qi to halt the collapse of Li Ziqing’s magnetic field, and silently, like gentle rain, gradually perating Li Ziqing’s body.
But Lu Ren understood that besides delaying ti, there was no other redy.
Even if Li Ziqing was imdiately carried into the highest caliber surgery room for treatnt, it would be of no avail.
This was life squeezed dry and reaching its end.
A faint smile appeared on Li Ziqing’s face.
"Young man, I didn’t misjudge you. You’ve actually mastered the Phoenix Falcon Fist to the point of breaking limits, stepping into Bright Awakening. Saying you’ve achieved Bright Awakening after only three years of practice would cause an earthquake."
Lu Ren wasn’t surprised at all, thinking to himself that even if everyone knew, what difference would it make? He couldn’t help but laugh: "Looks like Master Li has also entered Bright Awakening?"
Li Ziqing slightly nodded, his tone weary to the extre, yet spiritedly said: "As I expected, only between life and death can potential be stimulated, spirit be tempered, and fist intent be understood, thereby breaking limits and stepping into Bright Awakening.
Unfortunately... my understanding ca a bit late. Had I realized the True Phoenix Intent earlier, this wouldn’t have happened."
Ti continuously flows forward.
The cosmos only increases in entropy, where would it decrease? Where is there an "if"?
Unfortunately, with Li Ziqing’s current body, even though understanding Bright Awakening, it cannot be regained.
Li Ziqing felt Lu Ren’s low spirits.
He struggled to extend his hand and pat the shoulder armor on Lu Ren, admiringly said.
"This armor is pretty nice."
After a pause, he looked with a hard-to-describe joy and said: "To hear of the Way in the morning and die at night is sufficient. Ah-Ren, this is my Martial Path! Now I have no regrets."
Lu Ren was silent for a long ti, eventually chuckling wryly: "I just knew when you made that flag on the rooftop, it would definitely fail, self-proclaiming as Emperor O isn’t going to work."
Li Ziqing seldomly rebuked with a smile: "You brat, cursing , huh?"
The two were silent for a while, and finally, Lu Ren couldn’t help but speak.
"Who is it?"
Li Ziqing had no intention of being evasive. Knowing Lu Ren had stepped into Bright Awakening, he had no reason to hide it and his expression beca slightly serious.
"They are the Super Transforrs from Northern Arica."
Lu Ren was slightly startled, sowhat surprised and said: "How did they get in?"
"My initial speculation is that this Kunlun Realm may not have only Luozi Mountain as an entry point, but entry points exist globally elsewhere."
If this speculation is true, then things beco very complex.
Li Ziqing’s perception towards this matter was quite keen.
"Ah-Ren, you may face many foreign forces’ attacks in the future, but as I have always said, protect yourself and do your utmost! Also, they will co for you soon, you need to be prepared."
Lu Ren nodded slightly.
"I understand."
Watching Li Ziqing slowly close his tired eyes, Lu Ren, for the first ti, was overwhelmingly filled with killing intent, yet his face remained calm, appearing like a tranquil pond.
Gently releasing Li Ziqing and letting him lean against the tree, Lu Ren attempted to rise.
Li Ziqing suddenly grasped Lu Ren’s released hand, opened his eyes and said.
"I have one more thing."
Lu Ren’s expression froze.
"Speak."
"I have a daughter! In this life, I’ve owed her too much."
"Huh?! Are you trying to entrust her to ?"
"I think you’re a good man."
Lu Ren expressionlessly shook off Li Ziqing’s hand.
"Master Li, you’re asking for too much."
"...I just want you to teach her the Phoenix Falcon Fist."
Lu Ren grasped Li Ziqing’s hand again, solemnly said.
"Rest assured, I will certainly teach her without reservation."
Li Ziqing revealed a relieved expression.
"That’s good, that’s good, I am without worries!
Watching Li Ziqing seemingly with no more signs of life, Lu Ren was silent for a while, then desperately shook Li Ziqing.
"Address, you have to tell the address, Master Li!!"
Ultimately, Li Ziqing had died.
No matter how Lu Ren shook him, his life had reached its end.
After a long silence, Lu Ren dug a grave on the spot and buried Li Ziqing there.
Though in foreign lands, ultimately returning to rest in the soil.
Lu Ren gently exhaled, standing upright, turning to look forward.
In less than half a minute, a tall and a short figure, foreign n dressed in alloy armor with blond hair and blue eyes, appeared before Lu Ren.
Among them, the bald man was over two ters tall, half of his head modified into tal.
A red-glowing electronic eye constantly scanned Lu Ren.
The armor worn on his body was exceedingly thick, with a core power furnace in the chest emitting a continuous red glow.
The armor almost entirely covered this tall bald man.
Wearing gloves and carrying an extrely long gun barrel on his back.
While the other man was relatively slender.
This man was almost entirely transford into a cyborg-like alloy armor, tal and flesh rged.
Glinting silver under the sun’s illumination.
With a longsword strapped to his back, or perhaps more aptly described as a samurai sword.
Although relatively smaller compared to the bald man, he still stood around 1.9 ters, making him an exceedingly formidable presence compared to the average person.
The two observed the grave pit dug by Lu Ren at his feet.
Seeing this, the smaller man spoke: "It seems Li Ziqing is really dead."
The grave expression on his face also relaxed a bit.
Hearing this, Lu Ren raised an eyebrow, realizing that Li Ziqing’s na truly carried weight among these people.
"Who are you?"
Upon hearing Lu Ren’s words, the tall bald man sneered.
"Looks like I have to kill another one today, though I don’t actually enjoy killing people."
Lu Ren’s expression remained unchanged. These two spoke Huaxia’s language fluently, clearly intending for him to understand.
Psychological tactics were useless.
Lu Ren wondered about the actual strength of these Northern Arican super-soldiers.
He was eager to test his skills against them.
After joining the Security Bureau, he realized that besides the dostic bureau, there was also an international one.
The international Security Bureau mainly consisted of top-level Martial Path practitioners, so of whom were All-thod Great Perfectionists.
Occasionally, even nearly superhuman Martial Path experts who had almost stepped into the Bright Awakening realm led missions abroad.
According to the Security Bureau’s information, Northern Arican super-modified soldiers,
each individual underwent exceedingly lengthy modifications, with extrely high-risk surgeries. If even a few out of a thousand survived, it was deed a decent success rate.
Ding, Quisangsi is secretly watching you, seemingly wanting to interact with you.
Quisangsi appeared to be the smaller man. What could be the bald man’s na?
"Why bother with so much chatter? Let just shoot him once."
Not giving Lu Ren any ti to think, the bald man sneered, raising his loaded weapon and aiming at Lu Ren.
Seeing this, Lu Ren couldn’t help but feel an emotional tug.
This damned bald guy doesn’t realize that a gun, especially when it’s a single person with a single gun, is useless against a Martial Path practitioner.
"So you intend to shoot ?"
There was no fear on Lu Ren’s face, only a hint of mockery as he walked toward the bald man step by step.
The bald man watched Lu Ren approach him at a leisurely pace, like a stroll, causing his electronic eye to flicker rapidly.
BANG!
With a loud gunshot, Lu Ren slightly tilted his body, letting the bullet pass by his side.
He continued moving forward, as if nothing had happened, heading effortlessly toward the bald man.
Such a carefree, unscathed dodging thod infuriated the bald man.
Zzt zzt, the sound of electricity crackled.
The bald man had a thick rotating machine gun mounted on his back, which aid at Lu Ren in a shoulder-mounted manner as the motor spun.
Seeing this, Lu Ren raised an eyebrow but said nothing, keeping his pace steady.
The distance between them was getting closer and closer.
Quisangsi watched this scene with a calm deanor, seemingly not expecting Lu Ren to be so brash.
Don’t you know Li Ziqing died at our hands?
If it was you two, then so be it.
Lu Ren responded indifferently, his left hand relaxed and resting on his sword.
Like a tal storm, the bald man’s rotating machine gun erupted with fire, spitting out one-ter flas.
The deafening sound of the heavy machine gun echoed through the forest, startling birds and unknown beasts into a frenzy.
However, just as the bald man opened fire! In that instant, Lu Ren’s waist bent like a tight bow, then sharply uncoiled, propelling him forward like an arrow, kicking up dirt and rocks with each step.
Leaves and foliage around him seed to be whipped by a sudden gale.
Lu Ren’s figure made constant micro-adjustnts, his path almost zigzagging.
The tal storm of bullets continued to fire but could only trace the path where Lu Ren had been.
The bullets couldn’t catch him; all targeting chanisms failed completely as if anticipating his movents.
"What’s happening? Why is this happening?!"
The bald man growled lowly, his body affected by the electronic isolation wave, arcs of electricity flickering across him like tiny serpentine snakes.
"So that’s it."
Lu Ren raised an eyebrow, realizing why such precision-modified bodies could move freely in this place—it’s likely the self-generated electronic field in their bodies blocked external special pulse particles.
Isn’t this technology a bit too advanced?
Or maybe not, as they probably acquired so breakthrough from an Exotic Realm.
Sanquis watched, frowning slightly; although the man seed to wear power armor, it was his body truly driving him forward.
That power armor seed more like a burden; the opponent relied entirely on his own body to move.
"Eastern Martial Path practitioner!"
Sanquis stepped in front of the bald man, resting his left hand on the sword’s hilt, thumb pushing lightly on the guard, upper body low, right hand reaching for the hilt in the air.
Laido Technique?
Lu Ren’s eyes shifted slightly, but his speed showed no signs of slowing down.
Clang!
In Quisangsi’s hand, the narrow blade crackled with threads of thunder, descending like a thunderstorm toward the rapidly approaching Lu Ren.
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