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In no time, \'Du Mingluan\' appeared.

At this moment, he had two sharp antennae on top of his head, his eyes had turned into large compound eyes, his body was covered with dark brown exoskeleton armor, and there were sharp barbs on his joints all over. He was also wearing a helmet similar to a cockroach head, covering his face.

He looked like a Transformed Person wearing cockroach armor.

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Xue Jing blinked, "Huh? It actually worked?"

He had a strange expression on his face.

"This design... where did this Masked Rider come from."

Before he could act, the Masked Rider Du Mingluan crouched slightly, then—bang!!

He shot out like a cannonball, speeding towards Xue Jing at an incredible rate.

"Cockroach Sprint?"

This familiar scene awoke Xue Jing\'s memories; he raised his eyebrows and instantly became interested.

Xue Jing did not dodge or move, standing still as his bones trembled violently, emitting the sound of rolling thunder.

"Seal Cloud Tail!"

"Bang—!"

The head of Masked Rider Du Mingluan collided with Xue Jing\'s chest, sending him constantly retreating. His feet carved two deep ravines in the ground, stretching nearly a hundred meters.

And the extreme kinetic energy from this intense impact was gradually borne, absorbed by Xue Jing\'s skeleton during this process...

Xue Jing felt the severe pain in his chest and raised his eyebrows:

"Very strong... but still a little bit off."

He circulated his Power, stopping the tendency to retreat, a dragon chant resonating within him.

Carrying the kinetic energy absorbed by the Seal Cloud Tail, Xue Jing forcibly synchronized the Whirlwind Thunder and Shaking Star Fire.

All over his body, wounds cracked open, his skeleton could hardly bear the burden, showing fine cracks, and his muscles tore apart inch by inch.

With the force of three Ultimate Skills, Xue Jing spun around and threw a backhand punch.

"Seal Cloud Tail·Thunder Flame Boiling Cauldron!"

"Boom—!"

Thunder roared, the heavy punch swung through, hitting the Masked Rider Du Mingluan.

Xue Jing only felt like he had touched something and sensed a slight resistance, while Du Mingluan had already exploded into a mist of blood.

The remaining force of the punch did not decrease, and the power of the swing stirred the air, forming a whitish fan-shaped air wave, spreading far and wide, extending to dozens of meters away.

"Three Kills as One, although successfully executed, was still somewhat forced..."

Xue Jing, whose body was already battered, clutched his palm, sensing his near-death state, and muttered to himself.

With a thought, pixel blocks congregated around him, restoring his condition to perfect, and he materialized Masked Rider Du Mingluan again.

Then the two of them started fighting fiercely again.

After about fifteen minutes, Xue Jing\'s clothes were somewhat tattered, and he had some minor injuries on his body, while \'Du Mingluan\' had been cut into four pieces by him, scattered on the ground.

"This \'Du Mingluan,\' combining both the advantages of the Cockroach Monster and his own, not only had the explosive power of the hydraulic structure, the toughness of wearing exoskeleton armor but also could exert Power and use Martial Arts skills. The combination of 1+1 is far more than 2... quite interesting."

"Lv7 Visualization True, although it\'s based on a prototype, actually visualizing such a nonexistent enemy is pretty awesome."

"Now I won\'t worry about lacking actual combat training targets..."

In the following time, Xue Jing began experimenting with various fusion combinations.

Like fusing a Dragon Breed with Yin Muhu to form a Dragonkin with martial arts skills... Surprisingly powerful indeed.

However, this fusion function seemed to require a considerable calculation power, consuming a lot of spiritual power; Xue Jing only played for over half an hour and already felt a sense of dizziness and brain swelling.

He exited the Consciousness Simulation, checked the Experience Points he earned on the panel, then closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

...

Three days passed slowly.

During these three days, Xue Jing was either shopping with his mother Nan Jiayu and sister Xue Wan, or he was cultivating with Dragon Thunder Tempering, or fighting against various fusion monsters in the Consciousness Space. His days were quite fulfilling.

After the three days, the New Year\'s holiday came to an end, and Xue Wan left Qingcheng reluctantly, boarding the ship to Maple City... The next time she would come back almost three weeks later during the winter vacation.

Mother Nan Jiayu also went on a long business trip again, and the house once again reverted to only Xue Jing and Miao Miao at home.

After a long absence, Ning Fengwan, now in human form, dressed in a loose white oversized T-shirt and showing off a pair of jade-white long legs, lay on the sofa watching cartoons with a lethargic look in her phoenix eyes and a sleepy disposition.

"Teacher Wan, I need to go to Tiger Soul Dojo\'s Old Dojo Master Zong Jinkui\'s birthday banquet... Do you want to come along?"

As Xue Jing changed his clothes, he casually asked.

"...No, so sleepy,"

mumbled Ning Fengwan as she turned over and buried her head in the pillow on the sofa.

Xue Jing walked over to her, touched her head gently and whispered,

"Then have a good sleep, but don\'t wander around everywhere."

"Mmm..." Ning Fengwan murmured a faint response.

Xue Jing smiled, got up, and walked to the bathroom to look in the mirror.

Since he was going to a birthday banquet, he dressed more formally today.

Black trousers, leather shoes, a white shirt, and a black vest.

To put it simply, he was dressed in a suit and tie... except without the coat.

This kind of outfit demands a good physique, as it would look odd on someone with narrow shoulders, but that was certainly not an issue for Xue Jing.

Feeling handsome for a moment in the reflection of his well-fitted appearance, he nodded to himself, left the house, walked outside the community, and hailed a taxi to the Hidden Dragon Dojo.

Besides himself, Meng, his senior sister, would also join him at the banquet today; other disciples either didn\'t have time or were not in Qingcheng.

He was to meet up with Meng at the Hidden Dragon Dojo first.

...

Meanwhile, at the Tiger Soul Dojo.

Sedans came and went, parking at the entrance as countless guests arrived in an endless stream, walking in and out of the huge venue.

If someone with a certain understanding of the martial arts circle stood there and observed, they would notice that many of these guests, most of whom were well-known figures in martial arts, had even come from other cities.

This prestige showed the current prominence of the Tiger Soul Dojo.

Being able to make a name for oneself and secure a foothold in the Inner Ring, an area of fierce competition, was no small feat.

The retirement celebration for Old Dojo Master Zong Jinkui, which should have been tinged with a touch of melancholy, had, thanks to the glow of his disciples, turned into a joyous event resembling a grand opening.

In a corner of the banquet hall, a little girl about one meter forty in height was staring unblinkingly at the entrance where guests came and went, her gaze scanning their faces.

She was dressed in a black training garment tailored to her petite stature, her shoulder-length black hair tied back in a ponytail, revealing a young yet exquisitely pretty face with a small mole at the corner of her left eye.

The girl\'s gaze shifted, filled with anticipation and nervousness.

She had been watching the entrance for over an hour but still hadn\'t seen the person she was looking forward to seeing.

With a soft sigh, she picked up her phone, which appeared somewhat large compared to her delicate palm, unlocked the screen, and started playing a video.

Against the backdrop of the Silver Cherry Blossom and Full Moon, a young man stood with his back to the camera, revealing just half of his handsome profile, his silver eyes cold and disdainful, as if he were a god, while his bloodied opponent slowly collapsed behind him.

This video, with nearly ten million views, had been played over two thousand times by the girl alone.

Because the domain of Ultimate Skills couldn\'t be captured by the camera, the backdrop of the Silver Cherry Blossom and Full Moon had been created by a fan who was at the scene using special effects. It was lifelike, and those who had seen it in person said it was identical.

The girl watched the video, her eyes full of infatuation.

"...So beautiful."

The thought of being close to her idol, even becoming his disciple and spending day and night together...

"Hehe, hehehe..."

Zong Shichan covered her face with her hands and giggled strangely.

What she didn\'t notice was that in the banquet hall, a young man with dark circles under his eyes was staring at her in a daze, his expression one of incredulous fanaticism.

"It\'s you... it\'s definitely you!!"

"It\'s really you... Yuyan, I\'m not dreaming, am I?"

He fumbled through his pockets and pulled out what appeared to be an ordinary box of matches, sliding it open.

It was empty inside.

"It\'s real, you\'re real..."

As tears slid down the corners of his eyes, his face showed an exaggerated mix of laughter and tears.

...