Era of Magic and Martial Arts

Chapter 605 - 584: Arrived! (Double - )

Li Guishen’s bony fingers suddenly tightened, and the pipe that had accompanied him for half his life let out a "creak" as he gripped it, leaving fingerprints on the hard ebony surface.

He still maintained the posture of holding the pipe between his lips, his parched lips unconsciously pursing.

Of course, nothing came out, as the pipe’s airway had already been pinched off, and wisps of smoke escaped from the twisted stem, swirling around his beard but refusing to disperse.

"Ancestral master, reveal your spirit! This is the Martial Inference Skill, Lao San was right, Lao Ba indeed misunderstood, this is not Perfection in cultivation at all, but..."

However, the shock brought by [Soul-Seeking Step] was just the prologue to this martial demonstration; the real show was just beginning.

In the next second, the Ghost Shadows in the courtyard suddenly halted in unison, sinking their waist and hips, arms vibrating and twisting like ropes, and punched towards the stone table through the air!

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!

Seven punches, Seven Kills Fist!

Where the force of the punches passed, the air rippled.

Visible to the naked eye, strands of gray-black shadows enveloped Feng Mu.

The black energy lingered around him, faintly sketching countless ghostly faces screaming in agony and twisting in struggle.

The faces of ghosts struggle, biting, and roar silently along the punch’s force.

"Roar——!!!"

Though the fists never hit their bodies, the faces of the gathered senior brothers and sisters changed visibly, as if hearing a terrifying roar echo in their minds.

Zhao Zhixin’s expression changed, feeling a buzz within his skull.

"Not three months of Great Success, nor three months of Perfection, but three months to break the limit, Illusionary Deceit God?!!"

Sorry, little brother, it’s my fault as the third senior brother to use human wisdom in understanding you.

Liu Xie shattered the wine pot, hot breath coming from her nose, a hint of fire sparkling within her eyes.

She suddenly licked her lips, biting a layer of skin, and her tongue tasted the bloody tang inside, her laughter gleeful and happy.

"Illusionary Deceit God, a Martial Arts breakthrough that merges with personal will, evolves into divine skill at the end of martial pursuit, can be considered a Martial Inference Skill, also known by Master as... Enchanting God Skill!!!"

Sixth senior brother Wang Yu, usually silent in the corner, suddenly spoke, uttering a lengthy passage.

The length of this speech was enough to rank among his lifetime’s top five.

He stared hard at the Ghost Shadows surrounding Feng Mu, inexplicably itching to paint a picture of his little brother.

He had often seen "decaying zombies," and suddenly looking at the ghosts around his little brother, felt they were too beautiful, too vibrant.

Yuan Xidi listened to the ghostly wails in his head and Lao Liu’s rambling beside his ear, seemingly scared witless.

"Hong Ya’s dignity won’t hold, the chrysanthemum will be destroyed by the little brother, Lao Liu is helpless, Lao Wu is helpless, oh dear, I might also be..."

Yuan Xidi unintentionally recalled when the little brother first arrived.

That day, when he came down from the ring with a bleeding head, he had a vague feeling of being attacked, but didn’t expect it to come so soon.

His face stiffened as he glanced at the little junior sister.

She was frightened by the ghostly cries of the [Seven Kills Fist], her two braids standing upright, face pale, yet the corners of her mouth were curled in a silly grin.

Little junior sister, your chrysanthemum is busted, and you’re still laughing?!!

Yuan Xidi turned to look at the third senior brother, and finally focused on the second senior sister:

"Second senior sister, have you mastered the Enchanting God Skill? Has the eldest senior brother mastered the Enchanting God Skill?"

Yuan Xidi realized his senior brother’s dignity won’t hold, and without needing to fight, he had a clear understanding of his own capabilities.

Even a brush past would make one’s head buzz nonstop.

If faced with a direct punch, it would be instant nightmares, what good is that fight?

Yuan Xidi could only hope the second senior sister or the oldest senior brother would uphold the dignity of the senior brothers and sisters, after all, they couldn’t let the little brother defeat them all in one stroke, right?

Zhao Zhixin deeply looked at Yuan Xidi, privately complained:

"Lao Si, why do you only ask the second senior sister and the eldest senior brother, but not me? Am I unworthy?"

Liu Xie did not answer Yuan Xidi’s question, she just took a deep breath, her face flushed slightly, like the charming flush of a light inebriation:

"Alright, alright, little brother is great, really great!"

Feng Mu completed the set of [Seven Kills Fist], observing the shock visible on the faces of the senior brothers and sisters, his mouth slowly forming an extremely subtle, yet unfathomably deep arc.

"The shock should be enough; now it is necessary to share food and drink!" Feng Mu thought.

Everything has advantages and disadvantages, shock can capture the heart, but can also create invisible rifts, so immediate relinking of emotions after shock is best.

Which means, first comes a stick, then a sweet date.

And for the senior brothers and sisters, what better way to strengthen bonds than a nighttime feast?

It happens that, the Limit-Breaking Skill [Seeking Network] of [Senluo Finger] does not have "special effects" like [Seven Kills Fist] and [Soul-Seeking Step]; it’s much simpler and requires a physical object to contrast.

It just so happens, physical objects have arrived... three?!!

[Limit-Breaking Skill: Seeking Network:

Whenever employing Finger Skills, your fingers can keenly explore the subtle networks between muscles and bones, allowing you to exert force more effortlessly, easily eliminating obstacles, to slice through like a master butcher effortlessly dissects an ox.]

[ps: Seeking Network can be applied to all finger-type cultivation techniques beyond Senluo Finger!]

Suddenly, Feng Mu spun on his heel, turning his back to the senior brothers and sisters, taking three steps forward, producing a series of Ghost Shadows, his five fingers forming a hook, index and middle fingers together grasping at seemingly nothing.