Chapter 1628 - 839: Sparring—Past and Future

As the saying goes, thirty years east of the river, thirty years west. Never underestimate the young.

Young Master Lou also has his temper.

Even if his abilities are lacking, his rank is lower, his skills are weaker, and everything is subpar. Yet, with Ji Jue provoking him to his face, how could he swallow this anger?

When he decides to act, he acts!

Damn it, I've put up with you long enough!!!

Unfortunately, he really should have endured a little longer...

Within half an hour, in the workshop experimental zone that was torn apart, Lou Feng lay on the ground, burnt out, spitting out his last angry froth.

"Look, so impatient."

Ji Jue shook his head in admiration, pulled out a handkerchief, and wiped the stains and blood from his hands: "Youngsters shouldn't be too hotheaded, it just leads to losses, see?

By the way, that trick with the Residual Spirit Transformation was truly remarkable, a promising future ahead!"

Alright, alright, to have held on for so long is already quite impressive!

Ji Jue didn't expect that within such a short time, Lou Feng could have a new breakthrough.

Something's there!

But not much.

From unfavorable situations, with blunders and desperate struggles to delivering a victory speech, Ji Jue triumphed effortlessly. It's not that Young Master Lou is bad, but rather Ji Jue has just played too many high-level matches.

Rank suppression and Ember's superiority couldn't be erased by adding the workshop, and Ji Jue is Ye Xian's meticulously crafted successor, Jing Zhen the inner battle illusion deity as flat-A.

There's no shame in losing.

With Ji Jue's current status, even if it gets out, it's still considered honorable.

If the You Sui peers who once suffered a beating knew that Lou Feng managed to withstand under Ji Jue's hands for so long, they'd surely give a thumbs up and praise him as a true man.

Unfortunately, Lou Feng understands the logic, but still remains defiant.

Defiance is defiance.

Compared to the vendetta of life-and-death struggles like Jian Yuan and Heavenly Furnace, Lou Feng merely expressed his inner dissatisfaction via fists and words, already a considerable way to maintain the bigger picture, for the public's sake.

Moreover, hasn't the work been kept up?

"Hey, hey, craftsman…"

Ji Jue sighed, picked up his jacket from the chair, waved goodbye: "Old Lou, take a good rest, don't rush too much, take a break sometimes... By the way, don't forget to email me the new design tonight."

Lou Feng on the ground finally laughed angrily, raising his middle finger.

Fuck off!

Scram!

Thus, Mr. Ji Jue, the Association's Master of Glory, took the time to visit Coast Technology, highly evaluated its role and contribution, and kindly guided the younger generation, receiving gratitude and praise from everyone for his approachable demeanor.

Eventually, the meeting concluded in a harmonious atmosphere...

At least Ji Jue gained joy, achievements, and a modified design sent to his inbox before midnight.

He glanced down, chuckled, and made comments.

"I think the first version was better."

Unfortunately, as soon as he clicked the button, it prompted a sending failure.

[You've been blocked by the user]

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"Hey, Ah Feng!"

Days later, Lou Yanyue exuberantly peeked and raised her hand to lift the huge sunglasses off Lou Feng's face, observing his wretched state with a toothy grin:

"What's going on? Blocked at the school gate?"

"Fell, fell..."

Lou Feng turned aside, putting back on his sunglasses and mask, though his still-swollen face remained bizarrely puffy... It's just Ji Jue's damn thing loves to bite and call, harsh and toxic at his core.

No irreversible damage or heavy injuries were left, the wounds themselves improved by day's end, yet the bruises remain, highlighting a pure enjoyment of discomfort!

"Hey, hey, you're grown up, how come you're so clumsy walking?"

Lou Yanyue deliberately played dumb, persistently rubbing salt into her nephew's wounds, fishing out her phone to take photos, teasing until Lou Feng nearly got embarrassed and angry, before reluctantly stopping.

Finally, she provocatively tilted her head towards Ji Jue, brimming with excitement.

See it?

This Lou Feng you provoked, got it?

It's me you're harming!

"Alright, speak your mind. We're bros, don't hold back."

She sat on Lou Feng's chair, swinging her legs, holding the tea offered by her nephew, bluntly asking Ji Jue: "Who to kill?"

"It's not about killing someone, it's just that I recently broke through to transcendence, wanting to hone my Circle Realm, and happen to lack a suitable opponent."

Ji Jue suggested: "How about a spar?"

Lou Yanyue's eyes lit up, instantly responding:

"Let's go!"

Boom——

Before the words settled, regardless of timing or place, even if Ji Jue was ready or not.

Immediate action!

In the burst of electric current, the small figure unexpectedly charged forward, sneering mid-air, aiming an elbow straight at Ji Jue's forehead!

"Watch out!"

Lou Feng shouted in alarm, seeing his aunt about to tread the same path as he did, growing anxious.

In the next moment, the bursting lightning vanished without a trace.

Ji Jue raised his hand, blocking Lou Yanyue's elbow strike, while his other hand, similar to his attack against Lou Feng, extended into a fist.

The vanished Thunderbolt like a torrent reappeared from his clenched knuckles.

A mighty roar erupted.

Lou Yanyue exploded, dissolving into shapeless flames, then regrouped behind Ji Jue, infinite Thunderbolt and Flame Light surging at her fingertips, erupting anew.

Just before Ji Jue's punch landed, she had preemptively transformed her body, rendering his strike futile, thereafter reversing the gathered light and heat for another explosive strike.