Chapter 1724 - 887: Tuition Fee (Part 2)

Amidst the torrential rain of Illusion Light and marbles, the young man stood still, not dodging or evading in the slightest, simply wielding the Sword Qi in his hand. His aura was calm, yet the others began to appear flustered, often struck by their own marbles, meeting a regrettable end.

Until the onlooker, An De, couldn't hold back anymore and shouted:

"Watch out, dear nephew!"

Before that shout, the attack had already breached the void.

Even more surreptitiously, the attacker wasn't An De at all, but An Neng, who had quietly slipped to the other side.

Without any warning, the iron hammer, as large as a head, was already dangerously close.

Only when it was within three inches of his face did it unleash a thunderous sound as if for mischief, clashing with Li Hen's counter-defense.

The young man's body was launched airborne from the collision. He spun mid-air, landing lightly without a scratch.

However, as if to make a spectacle of him, before he could land, An De's battle axe swept in at waist height, clashing head-on with Li Hen, causing An Ran's body to slide back unstably.

Immediately afterwards, like a meteor, the iron hammer descended from the sky.

This time, the Dragon Soaring Manipulation's sword chapter abruptly ceased. In the dead silence, the Dragon Shuo Manipulation's blessing settled onto the young man's body, enhancing himself.

A resonant cry echoed, and the iron hammer was deflected by Li Hen's slashing, brushing past. On the other end, the battle axe traced a curve, swinging back towards the neck.

In that moment, all the marbles vanished, leaving only the sustained ear-piercing clangs. Li Hen seemed like an illusion, swift as lightning, yet incredibly managed to withstand the uncle's playful siege!

And everyone could see, he had energy to spare!

"Wow, Ah Ran is awesome!"

"Impressive!"

"Uncle Neng, are you capable or not? If not, stop training."

"Exactly, exactly."

"I support Ah Ran as the double master! He looks better than Uncle Neng!"

"Well, I've got to give Uncle De a word of fairness…"

Cheers mixed with banter and fire-stoking voices enveloped the scene. The two men were unperturbed, still smiling, like boiling a frog slowly, increasing An Ran's pressure bit by bit.

An increment of power, testing his potential and limits.

Yet just when An Ran was nearly accustomed, without warning… they got real!

Fei Guang sounded, and vanished instantly.

The iron hammer and battle axe collided together, like living things, speed surging, a double-sided assault, ceaselessly shifting and flickering, in a flash faster than lightning, striking ruthlessly!

In the momentary change, everyone was too late to react, instinctively staring blankly, oblivious.

Soon everyone felt…

So hot.

Like being baked under a scorching sun, parched with thirst, looking around, everything simmered from the heat, all scenes distorted into illusions under the rising hotness.

Blinding intense light.

As everyone instinctively tried to lift their hands to shield their eyes, they shockingly realized.

The blazing sun hung high in the sky, yet the tormenting penetrating light and ubiquitous burning pain, where did it come from?

The intense light manifested from Li Hen, descending in a slash meeting two Fei Guang beams, stirring a loud blast.

And that straight beam of intense light seemed like it was etched into everyone's eyes, lingering endlessly.

The mere remaining heat, expelling like leftovers, made everyone feel prickly along their spine. The whole arena's aura was swept away, only leaving that sensation of fierce, blazing chaos.

Expelling all, quelling rebellion.

Forcing away all spiritual essence and blessings under the blade, thereby shaking Fei Guang.

Then, like the sun, descending to ravage.

The change of life and death, all within reach!

Crack——

In the dead silence, cracks spread across An Ran's hands, extending to the elbows, skin peeling, yet without a drop of blood.

As if even blood evaporated by the scorching sun.

"Zhu Ming?"

An De, taken aback at being thwarted, was surprisingly curious, incredulous.

"Unfortunately, still a bit off, not complete, can't be considered entry-level. Otherwise, Fei Guang's blessing should've been completely dispelled." An Neng stroked his iron hammer, feeling the residue: "Sensed a bit of the trick…"

"That's fine, that's fine!" The old man nearby nodded: "This age, the Four Seasons Sword is likely to grasp two seasons!"

"Previously only heard Xuan Ying entered, now Zhu Ming is close?"

"Although I don't understand, it seems awesome."

"Who says the An Family has no emperor! Wait, seems there's already one."

"Don't say that, Uncle Ding is watching you!"

A crowd gathered, skillfully applying medicine and bandages to An Ran, chatter filled the air, lively.

Ji Jue sat beside, smiling through it all.

"Such liveliness, what happened?"

A breathless voice rang out, the returning worker sweating profusely, sat on the stone bench beside him: "What happened here?"

Ji Jue replied: "The kids are home, naturally lively."

"Ah Ran."

The newcomer grasped, adjusted glasses, smiled too, "Grown up, huh."

He offered a hand: "Thanks for taking care, Mr. Ji."

"Not at all."

Ji Jue quickly shook hands: "How to address you?"

"Safety." The newcomer nodded in response.

"Pleasure to meet you."

Ji Jue looked at his travel-worn appearance, curiously asked: "Just finished work and returned?"

"Yes." The sweaty man sighed helplessly, "Really need a road, makes me sore and aching all over, every time I come home, I feel bad for days…"

"Work is tough."

"Just a hassle, not really tough."

Saying so, Safety sighed: "An accountant, running around daily checking accounts, neglecting home, wife handles everything, alas."

"Where is it, isn't this all for the family?"

"Hmm, at first, I said so, but it's all excuses…" Safety chuckled softly: "Actually, work is interesting, I enjoy it so much, hence tireless."

He looked at the boy on the field, asked curiously: "Is his work interesting?"

"Not really, right?"

Ji Jue pondered, shrugged: "It can be hard, sometimes pretty troublesome."

"But he seems to enjoy it, right?"

"...Yes, makes me quite ashamed. To let a child do those things, yet everyone thinks I'm doing well."

Ji Jue sighed wistfully: "I'd rather he could properly go study, attend college, though he actually learns well, was delayed before."

"Really?"

Safety reacted in shock, then delight and admiration, shook his hands firmly: "Then I entrust to you, Mr. Ji, got to have another college student from our generation!"

Saying so, he eagerly pulled from the briefcase, "These are specialties assigned by home, all for you, don't be polite, treat as tuition subsidy! Mr. Ji, a master like you opening remedial classes, family is at ease! Interested in taking another?"

"Hiss…"

Ji Jue hadn't reacted yet, a bunch of 'local specialties' piled in his hands. Upon inspection, he nearly dropped them, at least four blessings, perfectly preserved, all rare blessings from the White Deer line, usable on Heavenly Artisan!

Seeing Safety still pulling out more, Ji Jue quickly stopped him, but was pushed even more instead.

"Take it, take it, coming is being part of the family, nearly sent you a car factory before!"

"Huh?"

Ji Jue was dazed, perplexed.

After giving the stuff, Safety took the briefcase, waved goodbye, rushed into the martial arena, and among the crowd lifted Xiao An high to play.

Yet having just lifted him, his back sprained, cried out in pain momentarily.

"Dad, are you alright?" An Ran worried.

"Oh, still good, still good…"

Safety grinned wryly, sweating awkwardly: "Child's grown up, indeed heavier, no problem, just let Dad recover…"

Dad?

What the heck?

Ji Jue stared, holding a pile of things, utterly petrified.

No way…