Chapter 92 Pretending to Be Myself?

Chapter 92: Chapter 2: Pretending to Be Myself?

In the evening, after finishing a day of training, Feng Yin returned to his room, routinely turned on the TV, and switched to the news channel. He didn’t know enough about this world yet and needed to gradually deepen his understanding through daily life.

"The World Medical Center announced that the recorded number of patients with the special sleeping sickness has increased from 447 to 553 globally, with 56 cases currently in our country...

"Sigma Biotechnology stated that they will soon officially unveil the first perfect human cultivated by combining artificial womb and gene editing technologies. It is said that this perfect human is named ’Michael’...

"Gospel Technology claimed to have dispatched a search and rescue team to the Bailuo Desert ruins to find the lost expedition team, and will broadcast the rescue progress in real-time...

"Since yesterday, numerous incidents of civilians going missing or dying from Wild Beast attacks have occurred across Celestial Essence. Officials advise against going out at night unless necessary, and strongly discourage casual trips into the wild..."

Seeing this piece of news, Feng Yin paused slightly while drinking water. Wild Beast attacks... He inexplicably thought of the "Werewolf" he encountered the night before last.

According to the news reports, the attacked civilians were not limited to the wilderness; some people in small and medium-sized cities were also attacked and killed in the middle of the night. Although this world protected its wild ecological environments very well, resulting in many Wild Beasts, Wild Beasts weren’t stupid. How could they enter the cities in large numbers just to seek death? So, could it be the work of monsters similar to that Werewolf?

However, this news could only make him raise his guard for now; it wouldn’t hinder his upcoming actions. His Armor’s Durability needed to be replenished. Using Spirituality to heal was too much of a luxury. With the "Bloodthirst" Traits of the Wolf Slaughter Form, he could save as much Spirituality as possible. While thinking, he rested briefly, then opened the door and left the apartment.

Two days later, in the early morning.

Xiao Yu, who had arrived on the fifth floor, saw two figures wearing Protective Gear engaged in a fierce spar. She stood obediently on the sidelines to watch, her gaze chasing Feng Yin’s figure as she secretly grumbled in her heart, "Eldest Junior Brother is pushing himself too hard. I don’t even know what time he wakes up every day. Does he not need to sleep at all?"

Upon seeing Xiao Yu, Huo Ming, who was sparring with Feng Yin, retreated after a clash and waved his hand to signal the end of the session. He took off his Helmet and smiled. "Feng Yin, after these few days of special training, your ’Combat Instinct’ has improved very quickly. Master will definitely be very happy if he knows."

Feng Yin also removed his transparent Helmet and returned the smile. "It’s all thanks to you, Senior Brother, and these sparring partners Xiao Yu found for me..."

Huo Ming chuckled. "You really should thank Xiao Yu. I’ve watched her practice swordsmanship for a year, and I’ve never seen her treat anyone so well."

At this moment, Xiao Yu bounded over with her hands behind her back, grinning. "Good morning, Senior Brother Huo and Eldest Junior Brother!"

Huo Ming smiled at her. "Alright, since you’re here, it’s just about time for me to leave. The students downstairs are still waiting for me to instruct them."

"Hehe, bye-bye, Senior Brother Huo." Xiao Yu immediately waved at him. Feng Yin waved as well.

After Huo Ming shook his head with a chuckle and left, Xiao Yu looked at Feng Yin with a gleeful expression. "Did you get Master’s text message?"

Feng Yin nodded. "Yes, Master will be back later. He said he’s going to take me to the next sparring location today."

Xiao Yu jumped up and smacked him on the head. "Not taking you, he’s taking ’us’ there together."

Seeing her puffed-up cheeks, Feng Yin smiled and flicked her forehead in return. "Alright, he’s taking Senior Sister and me together."

Xiao Yu covered her forehead and glared at him, but then couldn’t help but smirk mischievously.

"Master said that this time, our opponent is a genius from the Absolute Blade Sect, a branch of the Vermilion Building.

"This person is also preparing to participate in this year’s Rising Star Tournament and might be the next favorite to win the championship. He’s a formidable rival for you, Eldest Junior Brother."

Feng Yin nodded gently, recalling the opponent’s details from the text message his master had sent.

[Nie Fei. Apprenticed under Ding Qi, the Sect Leader of the Absolute Blade Sect, a branch of the Vermilion Building. The Martial Arts he Xius is a Sword Technique named ’Absolute Blade’.]

And according to his master, this Ding Qi was an ’Absolute Powerhouse’ just like him. So, just like him, this Nie Fei was also a genius true disciple favored by an Ultimate Level master. His strength was estimated to be on par with last year’s Rising Star champion, Ren Bai.

Feng Yin looked at Xiao Yu. "Why do I get the feeling that the ’Fierce Upper Level’ newcomers, who you said only appear once every few years, are going to pop up more than just once this year..."

Xiao Yu thought for a moment and revealed a snicker, looking like someone who never minded a bigger spectacle.

"Now that you mention it, even though the news is a mix of truth and rumors, counting this Nie Fei, this year’s Rising Star Tournament really has about three or four super geniuses claiming to have reached the Fierce Upper Level, besides you...

"Eldest Junior Brother, you’re really in for a treat this time!"

As she spoke, Xiao Yu suddenly remembered something and clapped her hands together. "Oh, right! I have something else to give you. Wait for me a sec!"

"What is it?" Feng Yin asked, somewhat curious, but Xiao Yu had already turned around and ran downstairs on her own.

When she came back, she was holding a black case, which she handed over. "Here."

Looking at Xiao Yu’s expectant expression, Feng Yin asked as he took the case, "What is this?"

"Protective Gear. Protective Gear I custom-ordered for you. That mass-produced set looks too ordinary, so I arranged for the tech department to make this set specifically for you." Xiao Yu spoke excitedly, her words somewhat baffling. "Even though my drawing skills are just average, I have a great memory. I think I recreated it pretty well!"

Recreated it pretty well? Feng Yin was a bit curious about what this Rich Lolita had concocted.

A few minutes later, he finally understood what Xiao Yu meant by "recreated." Feng Yin glanced at the familiar image in the mirror, then looked at Xiao Yu with an odd expression. "Are you saying... you got me a set of Protective Gear that looks exactly like the ’Black Armor Swordsman’?"

Indeed, the reflection in the mirror showed him fully clad in a menacing, pitch-black Armor. Aside from missing the Wolf Head Helmet and the furry cloak, it looked at least ninety percent similar to his Transformation into the Wolf Slaughter Armor. Beside him, Xiao Yu took two steps back with a smile. She carefully scrutinized Feng Yin, her round eyes sparkling with amazement.

She muttered, "Eldest Junior Brother, you look exactly like how I imagined the Black Armor Swordsman would look when he takes off his Helmet..."

"That IS me, how could it be any different!?" A trace of cold sweat broke out on Feng Yin’s back, and his scalp prickled slightly. He could only put on a helpless look and say, "Xiao Yu, isn’t this a bit too flashy? Besides, if the real Black Armor Swordsman finds out, I’m afraid he’ll come looking for trouble with me..."

Xiao Yu chuckled. "It’s fine! As long as you don’t wear this Armor to do bad things, the Black Armor Swordsman wouldn’t care even if he found out."

She patted the Armor on Feng Yin’s body. "As for being flashy, that’s even less of an issue. You have no idea, in those top-tier famous tournaments, the Armor designs worn by the powerhouses are incredibly bizarre... They wear all sorts of things."

Bombarded with Xiao Yu’s barrage of reasoning, Feng Yin could only sigh and accept the outcome of "cosplaying as himself." There was nothing he could do. His generous Rich Lolita was so giving; not only did she solve his identity issue, but she also took care of all his logistical needs, including food, clothing, housing, and transportation. It really wouldn’t be nice to crush her "fangirling" behavior.

Xiao Yu examined Feng Yin for quite a while, then dug out a Helmet and a cloak from the case to put on him. "If we’re copying, we have to copy the whole set, even though cloaks aren’t allowed in official matches..."

Just like that, Feng Yin acted as a mannequin, letting Xiao Yu pose him and take photos for quite a while. It wasn’t until Xie Jingyuan’s phone call came through that this sweat-inducing cosplay show finally came to an end.

Outside the Coastal City Airport.

Feng Yin and Xiao Yu came together to pick up Xie Jingyuan and Chen Jingzhong from their flight. While chatting casually, he saw Xiao Yu beside him suddenly jump up, waving her hands repeatedly and shouting loudly, "Master! Dad!"

Feng Yin also looked up and subsequently saw Chen Jingzhong and Xie Jingyuan striding briskly out of the arrivals hall, surrounded by a large group of entourage members. The two men also spotted the lively Xiao Yu, and doting smiles appeared on their faces. The group quickly converged and got into an elongated limousine together.

Inside the car.

Xie Jingyuan looked at Feng Yin with a smile. "How has your Xiu been these past few days?"

Feng Yin answered truthfully, "Master, I’ve been testing it every day, and now the power of my attacks is stably close to the Strength of Four men.

"Xiao Yu also arranged for a few Fierce Level masters from common short-weapon Flows to be my daily sparring partners. I should be a bit stronger now than before."

Xie Jingyuan’s gaze shifted slightly as he smiled. "Feng Yin, you are sometimes too humble and reserved. Is this ’a bit stronger’ really just a bit?"

Feng Yin paused, lowered his eyes, and answered softly, "I am much stronger now than before..." He thought for a moment and gave an example. "If I were to fight that Chu Ming again now, I should be able to defeat him with just my basic skills, without needing to rely on a clash of Fixed Forms."

Feng Yin was not bragging. Although Chu Ming was a genius who had trained for three years with rich experience, his physique had also reached the level of Xiong Zhong. But Feng Yin completely suppressed Chu Ming in terms of physique, and he also possessed astonishing eyesight and reaction speed. Now, after these past few days of high-Strength sparring with Fierce Level partners from various Sects, Feng Yin had already begun to initially cultivate the ability to respond to various Techniques using "instinctive reactions." Thus, he could spare the energy to look for flaws in his opponent’s movements, as well as remain vigilant against explosive Fixed Forms that could appear at any time. This was a massive reinforcement for his shortcomings in actual combat. If the current him were to face Chu Ming again, he could probably genuinely overpower him with basic skills alone, not to mention activating Dragon Transformation and using his Secret Sword Form.

Xie Jingyuan patted Feng Yin’s shoulder in satisfaction. "Very good. You can be humble towards your elders, but when facing your peers, a genius should act like a genius. Don’t weaken your master’s momentum.

"How is your practice with Dragon Transformation and the two techniques of the Cyan Dragon Secret Sword?"

Feng Yin continued to answer truthfully, "I can already activate Dragon Transformation within two seconds, and I can stably use the two Secret Swords." He hesitated for a moment. "It’s just that I don’t really have the chance to use them in normal sparring practice. The power of these Fixed Forms is a bit too destructive..."

"Hahaha, a genius indeed!" Xie Jingyuan laughed heartily, his face filled with joy. He continued, "Since you are so promising, I can now pass on the third technique of the Cyan Dragon Secret Sword to you."