The elderly man with white hair licked his lips, his expression unfriendly.
In the illusion, he was being beaten up repeatedly, like a sandbag, crushed under the overwhelming might of Qin Shi who was operating the "Cosmic Furnace Secret Manual".
The elderly man called out.
"Let your junior brother Qin see the true skills of his master."
Yu Weiwei seemed hesitant, thinking of Qin Shi’s usual delight while enjoying the nutritious meals she prepared, and said,
"Master, isn’t this a bit too cruel?"
The elderly man’s eyes widened, scolding,
"This is for your junior brother Qin’s growth. Since he wishes to improve his cultivation through sparring with me, I shall oblige him!"
Yu Weiwei sighed deeply. She, being a Spiritual Ability User at the Sitting and Forgetting stage, far surpassed Qin Shi in terms of spiritual power.
Naturally, she could use spiritual resonance to project her master’s spiritual power into her junior brother’s illusion.
"Ah, this is great! The spiritual projection of the illusion is even more vivid than the virtual combat room at Qiguang Heng University! Swallowing the Universe, Furnace Body Refining, the path pioneered by Old Zhang is indeed extraordinary!"
Qin Shi felt the surging breath, like boiling water, the absorbed smoky powder enveloping his lungs, strengthening his internal organs.
Every time he beat Old Zhang further deepened his understanding of the "Cosmic Furnace Secret Manual".
Perhaps with someone else, the effect would be similar.
But it would never be as satisfying as with Old Zhang, who left his hands feeling on fire.
The furnace within roared, propelling a mighty force, and his fist smashed towards the formidable figure.
The air vibrated like rippling water, stirring up tangible waves!
Qin Shi was surprised; his fist was actually caught by Old Zhang.
The formidable figure conjured by the illusion suddenly seemed imbued with a soul, vividly coming to life, resembling a real person.
"Kid, Furnace Body Refining, empowering your mortal body is not that simple!"
Old Zhang teased with a grin, his voice a dull thud like a hammer striking a drum:
"Your breath circulation is just fast and fierce, lacking a true intent. You need to make your five viscera resonate, your whole body move as one, watch closely—"
As Old Zhang’s five fingers tightened suddenly, the parched ground collapsed with a thunderous crash, like being crushed by a mountain, pushing the airwaves outward, raising a vast cloud of dust.
Qin Shi heard a loud bang, as if a giant spirit was drumming the heavens, vibrant beams of five-colored light burst forth. Then he felt as if stampeded by a primeval divine elephant, his bones shattered, and he was flung far away!
Due to the spiritual interference in the illusion, although everything was on a spiritual level, under the belief of "thinking it to be real", it still affected the mortal body.
Hence, Qin Shi almost cried out in pain, as if he’d really been beaten.
His entire skeleton trembled, as if breaking inch by inch.
"Old Zhang actually broke into my illusion!"
Qin Shi’s face twisted in agony, the force of this punch was just right at the edge of his bearable limit.
"He’s going too far!"
Before the thought completed, the formidable figure stepped forth, almost tearing through the void, reaching him in an instant.
Old Zhang grinned, stomped heavily, like a ground dragon turning over, raising a curtain of rolling earth!
Qin Shi couldn’t keep his balance, staggering and then being thrown into the air!
The next moment, he was kicked like a ball, sent flying in fierce curves.
Old Zhang’s figure flashed explosively, reappeared in Qin Shi’s trajectory, and kicked again!
Boom boom boom boom boom—
"Using me as a ball! Old Zhang is really treating me like I’m not a human!"
Qin Shi’s spirit fluctuated violently, such fierce beating nearly shattered his mortal body.
He steeled his heart, connecting with his inner realm through his spirit, calling out his Dao nature incarnation, Super Little He, to project it into the illusion.
The atmosphere twisted again, the void like a mirror, a white-haired man walking within, suddenly appearing in Old Zhang’s vision.
"Xiaoqiang! Let’s have a duel!"
The white-haired man smiled brightly, showing his signature carefree expression:
"Watch me beat you so even your mom won’t recognize you!"
Finally relieved of being treated like a ball, Qin Shi gasped heavily, watching the tiger battle from a mountain.
He even manipulated the illusion to manifest sunflower seeds and drinks.
Squatting aside, munching and shouting:
"Master Zhang! Stay sharp, don’t disgrace us!"
Old Zhang gritted his teeth. This brat turned the tables, summoning He Lanchan to teach him a lesson.
He thought, outside, Little Fish would definitely feel sorry for her master.
As long as the spiritual resonance was dissolved, the illusion would collapse.
"Xiaoqiang, watch this, this punch is going to be impressive!"
The white-haired man stepped through the void, flashing a few times, appearing above Old Zhang’s head.
He moved his palm, as if dragging a vast piece of heaven, shaking the stars.
A punch landed heavily on Old Zhang’s face!
Blood spurted from his nose!
"Little Fish... help master!"
Old Zhang, bruised and swollen, screamed frantically.
In the illusion, he couldn’t exert his grandmaster strength, while He Lanchan, infinitely boosted by Qin Shi, was almost at peak state.
He could only take the beating!
"Is Master calling me?"
Yu Weiwei frowned with a serene face.
Then she shook her head, unable to bear the sight of her junior brother being beaten.
"Better to go cook some dishes, to ease the guilt. Hopefully, Master isn’t too harsh... ten minutes of teaching should be enough."
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