Yan Zheke felt that the lights in the wooden hut had dimmed significantly. She pursed her lips and said,
"You're not thinking of risking your life in the war-torn zones, are you?"
"How is that possible? Going to the war-torn zones in my current state isn't a risk, it's a suicide mission. "Lou Cheng shook his head with a faint smile.
Yan Zheke was confused and perplexed. She bit her pink lips with her pearly white teeth and said,
"Then what do you want to tell me?"
Lou Cheng was silent for a few seconds before he said,
"I want to ask your grandpa and grandma for a favor."
"Huh?" Yan Zheke was confused. "What's so difficult about it? You can tell me whenever you want! "
Lou Cheng gave a wry smile and said slowly in a low voice,
"Ke, actually, after understanding the nature of the sequela, I knew there was a way to solve this problem."
Yan Zheke's dark eyes widened. She blurted out,
"What is it?"
Lou Cheng lowered his head and looked at his feet. He smiled and looked up again.
"Do you remember how someone on Weibo guessed back then? He said that I was heavily injured because I failed to awaken my supernatural ability for the third time. Well, after I awakened my supernatural ability for the second time, my master said that the balance of the Jindan was in a very fragile state. Hehe, although he didn't know that it was the Jindan, if he wanted to squeeze it and use it to strengthen himself, he would have to face the violent impact of the complete disintegration. He would have to at least have the physique of a Physical Invulnerability expert, and he could only try it under the supervision of a Mighty One. "
"Now that the Jindan has spread throughout my body and merged with my origin, its connection with my force isn't weaker, but stronger. However, it still maintains an independent and complete structure, so I can't sense it in my normal state and can't control it when I'm in the state of Jindan equilibrium. I think that if I squeeze my body to the limit like before, it will naturally give me 'feedback'. After this feedback, its fragile balance will be broken and its structure will completely disintegrate. This means that I will have to bear the effects of all the sequelae for the next few decades, or maybe even more."
"Without the Jindan, there won't be any sequelae. Because it's a backlash of both ice and fire, your grandpa and grandma are more suitable than my master and the Dragon King. Their Yin-yang Twist should be more effective at that time."
Lou Cheng looked at Yan Zheke. Looking at her sparkling and beautiful eyes, he paused for a few seconds before continuing.
"It's dangerous. I keep telling myself that the reason you practice martial arts is to protect Ke, protect your parents, protect your family and friends. It's not to compete with others, to gain recognition, or to satisfy your vanity. Unless you have no other choice, you can't take the initiative to take risks. You can't use your own safety as a bargaining chip."
"Therefore, I've been looking for a more reliable and safer approach. I've been waiting for the 'experiment' of the mixture of Cultivation and martial arts that might take more than ten years to come out. Even if I lose my pride and show my weakness to everyone, I know that I should and must do so. But recently, I've been having trouble sleeping. I often think of the days when we fought for the national competition together. I think of the tears and smiles that we shed. I think of the scenes when we performed to our heart's content in the arena. I think of the cheers you gave me. I think of the way we discussed the competition seriously.
Yan Zheke's vision blurred and she bit her lips instinctively. She didn't say anything and just listened to him quietly.
Lou Cheng gave a wry smile and sighed.
"Ke, other than liking you, loving you, and the dream of spending a lifetime with you, other than being the fairy's husband, father and mother's son, grandpa and grandma's grandson, and master's disciple, I think, I think, I'm still Lou Cheng."
"Lou Cheng, who loved martial arts novels and watching arena competitions since childhood, who had posters of the strong plastered all over his room, who worshipped the Dragon King, who got acquainted with you because of martial arts, who was indescribably excited for his first battle, who hated failure while enjoying victory, who always figured out his opponent's way of thinking, who wanted to go further, who wanted to see more powerful masters and more unique skills, and who dreamed of becoming a Mighty One with physical invulnerability."
After expressing his thoughts in an incomplete manner, he solemnly looked at his future partner.
"Ke, I want to give it a try."
Yan Zheke subconsciously turned her head to the side and then quickly turned back. Her eyes met Lou Cheng's in a daze and didn't move away at all. Her voice was no longer clear and slightly hoarse as she said,
"Cheng, I remember the days when I was hesitating whether to study abroad or not. My feelings were probably the same as yours now …"
"Cheng, I like the love of hope. In the small details, we are willing to accommodate each other and change ourselves for each other. But in the big picture, it's two independent, brilliant, and beautiful souls that become complete and better because of their love and union. It's not a case of one party compromising and becoming a puppet with no self but only love …"
She paused for a moment, pursed her lips, and asked as usual,
"Well, how dangerous is this?"
Lou Cheng's vision blurred and he forced a smile.
"Actually, it's not that dangerous. With my current physical fitness, even if I'm not close to Physical Invulnerability, I'm not far from it. And with your grandfather and grandmother's suppression, transformation, and balance, there's not much danger to my life. Well, just in case, I'll ask my master and the Dragon King to watch over me."
"But after the mutation of the Jindan, it has spread throughout my body and is no longer limited to my Dantian. The backlash may hurt my head, paralyze me, and turn me into an idiot. I've thought about it for a long time and have a solution. The danger isn't that high."
"Currently, the biggest possibility is that the mutation of the genes is close to collapse under the disintegration and is changing in a bad direction. If that's the case, I won't have any supernatural ability, and I won't be able to change my path and become the most ordinary Dan stage martial artist. If that's the case, I'll completely give up and honestly open a martial arts club, open a simplified beauty class for cultivators, and stop having unrealistic fantasies and seriously earn money to support my family. Uh, even if I succeed, I'll completely lose my Jindan and become a martial artist with low potential in the eyes of others …"
Before Lou Cheng could finish, Yan Zheke interrupted him with her eyes glistening with tears. She took a deep breath and stared deeply into his eyes.
"I'll wait for you … forever."
How far is forever? Lou Cheng didn't think about it. At this moment, he only knew who said that men don't cry.
…
Three days later, after communicating with all parties, they boarded a flight back to China at night. The ticket price was much more expensive than booking in advance, but it was no longer important.
"What a pity that we didn't go anywhere else to see the seals." Yan Zheke looked out of the porthole, half disappointed and half sighing.
"Next time!" Lou Cheng reached out and held his little fairy's delicate hand, solemnly promising.
"Okay, next time!" Yan Zheke nodded heavily. She opened her fingers and held Lou Cheng's tightly.
Passing through layers of clouds and across the sea, they arrived at Jiangnan. They arrived at the Ji family's old house and entered the place where Ji Jianzhang and Dou Ning practiced martial arts.
The place was enclosed by alloy walls and a similar roof. Arrangements had been made in advance. Cold and hot flowed around in a regular and orderly manner.
The elegant and handsome Ji Jianzhang and the graceful and graceful Dou Ning stood at the two points of the drawn Tai Chi, allowing their future grandson-in-law to stand on the dividing line.
The handsome and dignified Dragon King, Chen Qitao, and Geezer Shi, who had put down the wine, surrounded Lou Cheng along the dividing line.
Yan Zheke didn't enter willfully for fear of disturbing the Mighty Ones. She hid in the surveillance room and watched everything through the well-protected cameras on the roof.
She put her palms together and pressed them against her lips.
"Are you ready?" Ji Jianzhang looked at his future grandson-in-law.
Lou Cheng checked his state of mind and nodded solemnly.
"I'm ready."
"Are you sure you want to try this?" Dou Ning interrupted and asked.
"I'm sure!" Lou Cheng exhaled, determined.
Dragon King nodded in satisfaction and said in a deep voice,
"Then let's begin."
Lou Cheng lifted his head and looked at the camera. A smile appeared on his face. Then, he visualized and activated Emperor Yan Force.
At the beginning of the collapse, the backlash would be based on the force used. If he used fire, it would be ice. If he used ice, it would be fire. When he passed the first round, it would erupt at the same time.
Although the total damage of ice and fire was about the same, the cold was more of a continuous corrosive effect. It wasn't as terrifying as the instant explosion of fire. It was more advantageous for Lou Cheng to suppress it when he was at his weakest and most vulnerable. Therefore, he chose to use Emperor Yan to squeeze himself dry.
He shook his shoulders and swung his arms. His fist was covered in flames and he punched forward heavily.
Bam!
He seemed to have returned to his young self when he first entered the arena.
Bam!
Another heavy punch and another burst of flames. Lou Cheng seemed to see the him who persisted in his morning training.
Bam!
He punched the air. That was the him who listened to Ke's cheers and burned to his heart's content.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
The crimson light kept flashing. That was the him who relied on preparation, analysis, surprise, and improvisation to create miracles step by step. He made it to the top eight of the Warrior Sage Challenge Tournament. That was the him who did his best to defeat strong opponents and won the provincial championship trophy in ecstasy. That was the him who bore the pressure of Lin Que's heavy injuries and finally lived up to his expectations.
…
After an unknown period of time, Lou Cheng started to pant. He endured the backlash of the burn and squeezed himself desperately.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
The surroundings became hot. That was the him who eliminated the hidden dangers and protected Ke. That was the him who improved his parents' living conditions because of martial arts to earn money. That was the him who became mature, steady, and confident through martial arts practice. That was the him who dreamed of the peak and the future.
Phew. Lou Cheng's body was empty and he kept panting. He felt his Fire Force dry up and vaguely connected to the source.
At this moment, his vision wavered. He seemed to see the him who struggled in pain. He saw the him who went from hope to despair time and time again. He saw the reality of the sea that swallowed all his pride.
It was as if someone was asking in his ears:
Are you willing?
Are you willing to give up like this?
Are you willing to guard the martial arts club and teach your disciples for the rest of your life?
Are you willing to tell Ke and your children, "If it weren't for me"?
Are you willing to be looked at with pity all the time? Are you willing to let Ke and our parents feel sorry for you but don't dare to say it?
Are you willing to live a normal life most of the time with a smile on your face, but at some point in time, you suddenly feel sorrow in your heart and pain in your bones?
Are you willing?
No! Lou Cheng gave his answer with a roar. He punched forward with an unyielding and unyielding fist.
Bam!
He clenched his fist and punched the air. Huge flames soared and lit up the entire training ground. The alloy walls shook and half of the cameras were destroyed. Something in Lou Cheng's body seemed to have broken. A terrifying and turbulent cold wave appeared clearly. His consciousness looked down at himself from above. Gritting his teeth, he endured the pain and contracted his body.
You dare to climb the mountain of swords and step on the fire. For love and for me!
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