Chapter 37: Thirty Years on the East and Thirty Years on the West: Bolan, the Eyes of the Great Being (4K)

"kill!!!"

Unlike the past, Rong Jun now danced the Rock Domain Sky-Splitting Blade in his hand like a violent storm. The overwhelming blade light poured down like a waterfall, tightly covering the slightly slow-moving Fei Hou.

Compared with the first battle, he was exhausted and now had less than seven afterimages. Although the yellow flowing light field formed by the original law of the fusion of earth and sky still had the effect of delaying, suppressing and controlling the field, it had been weakened to less than three levels of the original.

Although the number of the remaining flying beasts had decreased by more than a hundred, they had become even more ferocious, emitting tremendous murderous aura. They were not afraid of the piercing sword light at all, and the death of their companions instead aroused their ferocity.

Amid the storm and the roar of flying beasts, Rong Jun's figure stood firm like a pine or cypress in the wind.

One, two, three, the remaining flying beasts became fewer and fewer, but they became more and more cunning and difficult to kill. At this time, Rong Jun's knife had lost its original weight and sharpness.

As the number of kills continued to increase, Rong Jun's injuries gradually accumulated, and fatigue surged like a tide.

His trembling body and tense nerves kept reminding him that his body had reached its limit.

At this time, Rong Jun's original force was squeezed out completely, and every drop and every strand was fully utilized.

Rong Jun strongly suspected that his absolute strength might have already broken through to seventy, eighty or even ninety, otherwise he would have failed at the third level and would not have been able to hold on until now!
In his tired body, it seemed as if countless Tang Monks were constantly buzzing, and some told him that he was already the first.

Some told him that he had left Bolan and Luo Feng far behind.

Some told him that the six years of hard work had not been in vain and it was time to take a break.

Some told him that the truth is to arrange the intensity of exercise reasonably and challenge his own limits reasonably.

Some told him...

Countless voices were urging him to give up, telling him that he had reached his limit.

"Shut up, everyone!!!" But Rong Jun just didn't want to listen. With a roar, Rong Jun swung his knife and chopped off a flying hound that was biting his arm.

With the help of the opponent's body size, Rong Jun took a short break.

He had never felt the air so sweet, and rest so good that it could even be called a luxury.

"No! I can't fall here!"

“I can’t give up!”

"If I give up now, how can I compete with the future Luo Feng?"

"I can... I definitely can! I can still kill!!!"

"Die all of them!!!"

Abandoning the meaningless cover and giving up the comfortable environment, Rong Jun once again faced a flying beast waving its huge claws.

Rong Jun knew that giving up was easy. It only took a moment. As long as he put down his knife and gave up the original law of the fusion of earth and air, Fei Hou would help him get rid of it in an instant.

Giving up can easily become a habit. Habit is an extremely terrible thing. It will constantly erode people's will and make you like staying in your comfort zone.

As long as you give up, as long as you lie down, as long as you don’t care about anything, all difficulties will have nothing to do with you.

But this is not what he wants, nor is it the main theme of Devouring the Universe.

It would be fine if there is no opportunity, but since there is an opportunity, why not exchange this low-end enjoyment for high-end enjoyment.

Countless people are fascinated by you, countless people cheer for you, countless people revolve around you, countless people worship you madly, and countless people can survive because of your existence. Isn’t this a higher level of enjoyment?
If you want to have these, then break these avoidant and fearful thoughts, exert every drop of sweat, squeeze out every drop of force, and do your best to deal with them.

Blood oozed from his body, which had been chopped by knives and axes, and dyed the soil red. His Force suit was already badly damaged. But Rong Jun's slightly confused eyes became firm, and the Rock Domain Sky-Splitting Blade flashed a cold light again.

Rong Jun is not a saint, but he doesn't want to be a minion or even a clown.

Besides, he has come to this point.

Compared with the hardship Luo Feng experienced in the Star Tower, this little bit of suffering is probably not even one ten-thousandth of what he experienced.

If he is defeated by just this little difficulty, then all the glory today will turn into a boomerang and hit him hard in the face in a few years.

The more glorious today, the more miserable tomorrow will be.

If you don’t want this to happen, you must not only push yourself to the limit today, but also do your best every day in the future!!!
With his firm belief, Rong Jun's knife did not become sharper, but it became more unshakable.

As victory seemed in sight, the siege of the remaining one hundred flying beasts became more and more fierce. They had been enraged to the extreme, and each attack was extremely ferocious, even disregarding their own and their companions' lives.

However, Rong Jun was like an unyielding god of war. Every time he swung his sword, a flying beast would fall.

Despite this, he still found it difficult to resist the overwhelming attack.

Will is always will. It can only guarantee Rong Jun's lower limit and cannot help him resist Fei Hu's surging power of the origin of the law.

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"The final limit?"

"What a shame! There are still 87 of them. We can pass this level if we kill them all!"

"Amazing! With that kind of will, I would have given up long ago!"

"He's already number one, is this necessary?"

Seeing Rong Jun staggering and having difficulty lifting his sword, some people felt pity, some admired him, some were puzzled, and some were disdainful...

Just when everyone thought that Rong Jun was about to fall, his eyes suddenly flashed with a blazing light, he looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, and a majestic aura burst out from him.

At this moment, he seemed to have merged with the heaven and earth, and the space around him trembled.

"break!"

With a loud shout, he swung the Rock Domain Sky-Splitting Blade in his hand violently. A yellow blade light that pierced through the sky and earth cut through the sky and directly slashed towards the group of flying beasts.

Wherever the blade passed, the flying beasts fell down like harvested straw.

For a moment, the entire battlefield fell silent, leaving only the sound of swords cutting through the air.

"impossible!!!"

"How can he still explode?"

"What power is this?"

"This is totally unscientific. He is clearly exhausted! He has no more strength, force, or laws left!
He can't even hold the knife!"

At this moment, even many unlucky people present suddenly stood up and looked at Rong Jun in horror during the live broadcast.

Because they didn't understand what the knife just now meant. When the knife light dissipated, people were surprised to find that the flying beast that had covered the sky and the sun had disappeared without a trace.

Rong Jun stood alone and proudly in the center of the battlefield. Although he was covered in wounds and his body was trembling, in the eyes of everyone he was as tall as a mountain.

"He succeeded! He succeeded! He made it through the fourth floor of the seventh trial tower! He killed a thousand flying beasts!!!

He’s my brother!!!” Green, who was eliminated first, had a red face. He grabbed a girl next to him and shook her shoulders vigorously, jumping up and down in excitement.

The central square was filled with earth-shaking exclamations, and countless geniuses went crazy, were shocked, and were dumbfounded.

"A genius at the tens of millions of epochs level! I didn't expect that this person is from the same class as me!" Someone shouted excitedly with trembling lips, clenched fists, and shaking all over.

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"Master, are you okay?" In a classical and elegant room in Qianwu Universe, Xiao Nuonuo sat on a small stool and turned his head a little worriedly to look at his master who had an excited face.

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While people were cheering for Rong Jun, Bolan worked silently, swinging his sword again and again.

His face was extremely gloomy, and the deafening sound could be heard clearly even though he was staying in his room.

Because he knew that the gap between him and Rong Jun was getting bigger and bigger. He was no longer the unrivaled genius, but Rong Jun had already stood at the height he looked up to.

However, Bolan did not give up. Even if there was only a one in a billion chance, he was unwilling to give up!
"Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, things change. Rong Jun, I will catch up with you!" Bolan swore silently in his heart.

"Where am I?"

A dizzy Rong Jun struggled to walk out of the nutrition cabin, rubbing the swelling on his temple, his eyes full of confusion.

After a while, he recovered slightly.

He vaguely remembered that he was in the elimination round of the Trial Tower in the final of the Peak Genius Tournament. Facing the life-and-death situation of more than eighty flying hounds that attacked him in groups, he had an inspiration and used his will as a sword to condense his soul and the little remaining strength in his body. He burst out with unprecedented power and killed the remaining eighty flying hounds with just one sword.

However, the memory of what follows is blank.

"No, even if I died, I should be in the virtual world. How could I suddenly return to reality?"

Looking around, Rong Jun's heart skipped a beat.

"If I quit the virtual world like this, it won't be considered as giving up, right?" Rong Jun felt a little uneasy.

Just then, Xiao Ai reminded him that he had hundreds of trillions of unread emails and billions of missed calls.

Before he could say delete, a gentle voice rang in his ears: "Rong Jun, congratulations on successfully passing the fourth floor of the seventh trial tower!!! You are the first genius in our Qianwu Universe to do this in tens of millions of epochs!"

"Lord Ruolan!" Rong Jun turned around suddenly and saw Ruolan's familiar snake body and a majestic figure eight meters tall, wearing a scaled armor robe and a helmet.

"Boy, good job!" Thirteen grinned and gave Rong Jun an admiring look.

Most of the confusion and uneasiness in Rong Jun's heart disappeared the moment he saw Ruolan and Lord Thirteen.

He suppressed his excitement and tried to appear calm.

"Master Ruolan, how did I get back?
Was he kicked out of the virtual universe?" Rong Jun asked with a hint of hesitation.

He had a vague guess in his mind, but he was not sure of the specific reason.

Ruolan glanced at General Thirteen, and seeing that he remained silent, she explained, “Your performance the day before yesterday shocked many immortals and even attracted the attention of great beings.

However, you misunderstood one thing. It was not that the virtual universe kicked you out, but that you exhausted your mental strength, energy and willpower with the last blow, and you lost consciousness and exited the virtual universe on your own."

Seeing this, Thirteen nodded, looked at Rong Jun as if he were a monster and said, "Your performance is indeed extraordinary.

do you know?

This battle has spread throughout the Qianwu Universe and even the entire human race.

Your name will be forever recorded in the glorious history of Qianwu Universe!

And your sword strike has already attracted the attention of many great beings. Note that they are greater than me, even greater than the Lord of Qianwu!
Do you know what this means?"

Rong Jun's heart seemed to be hit by a huge rock, causing tremendous waves.

Although he can now easily defeat Ruolan, whose strength has been suppressed to the star level, Rong Jun knows very well that if the other party wants to kill him, she only needs to look at him.

No matter how ferocious a tiger cub is or how great its potential is, it is no match for an adult hyena.

He even knew that even if he was not an immortal, a domain lord could easily kill him.

No matter how powerful a star-level being is or how high his potential is, he can only be powerful at the star stage. Facing high-level warriors or spiritualists, he has no power to resist and can only pin his hopes on the Hunyuan Soul-Calming Bell.

But this is obviously not what he wants. No matter whether it is time travel or a dream, it can only happen once in a short period of time. In some desperate situations, it will be useless even for ten days or ten years, let alone ten minutes. The most important thing is one's own strength.

The Hunyuan Soul-Calming Bell only increases his tolerance rate.

He had indeed imagined whether the battle between top geniuses could attract the attention of a great being, but it was only at the level of imagination. In fact, it was not easy to attract the attention of a being like the Lord of Qianwu.

It was only after Luo Feng became a disciple of King Zhenyan and passed the thirteen-story Tongtian Bridge that he attracted the attention of the Lord of Chaos City and was accepted as a registered disciple.

Although Rong Jun once dreamed of being noticed by greater beings, he never imagined that his life-and-death fight would cause such a stir in the Qianwu Universe, and even in the entire human race, and even attract the attention of the top leaders.

"Even greater than the Lord of Qianwu Kingdom! At least he is the overlord of the universe, or he has the attention of the Lord of the Universe, right?" Rong Jun lowered his head in thought, feeling both proud and terrified.

Rong Jun took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He knew that such an opportunity was both an honor and a pressure for him.

He must practice harder to live up to this expectation. Otherwise, it would be funny if it became a boomerang and hit him in the future!
"Master Thirteen, the next arrangement for the top genius competition ranking round..." Rong Jun saw that Master Thirteen looked very cautious and tactfully changed the subject.

"First of all, you need to get enough rest. In your current state, I'm afraid you can't even beat Xiao Nuonuo." Seeing that Master Thirteen was a little absent-minded and seemed to be talking to someone, Ruolan took over the topic and said, "Secondly, you should think carefully about what happened to that knife you used the day before yesterday.

Can I swing it a second time?"

At this point, Rong Jun could clearly sense a hint of envy in Ruolan's tone, even mixed with a subtle hint of jealousy.

"Ahem - let's put all of this aside for now. The Genius Battle is not difficult for you at all now." General Thirteen came back to his senses and interrupted Rong Jun's thoughts. "As for that sword, since you can swing it in the virtual universe, it's naturally no problem in the real world. Right now, you should think more about the future path."

Without waiting for Rong Jun to speak, General Thirteen continued, "I'm going to give you a suggestion, but remember, don't let anyone know that I said this."

"Master Thirteen, please give me some advice." Combining the previous events, Rong Jun already had some guesses in his mind.

(End of this chapter)