Chapter 139: I Am Already Invincible Under Heaven

Going to Wuyang City, everyone still took the high-speed rail, because someone had a fear of flying, always feeling that taking a plane might crash...... Everyone had to act collectively, so they still took the high-speed rail. On the high-speed rail, besides those two women, no one else came to disturb Bai Lang. Yan Xiaoyan and Tian Li, one on the left and one on the right, sandwiched Bai Lang in the middle, making this Young Protector Bai feel very displeased.

Fortunately, Bai Lang could avoid the two women's 'harassment' by claiming he was studying his opponent; these two, to his face, didn't tear into each other, but their words were laced with barbs—each sentence had to be parsed for multiple layers of meaning...... Yet for him, they almost wanted to kneel and lick his boots. Who let the videos of Bai Lang's two matches be watched by everyone in the martial arts club and Tian Li as well? One move to defeat the enemy, a fight lasting only ten or so seconds— isn't that proof enough of Bai Lang's superb martial skill?

In that case, Bai Lang is the kind of person forged from gold— the perfect son-in-law. Why not quickly snag this man? Life will definitely be better from now on.

"Liu Yihan, male, senior year. Indeed, he's a master from Emei, skilled in swordplay and lightness skill, right?" Bai Lang pretended to carefully watch this person's arena recording, but in reality he was just zoning out. He was still quite worried about this Yu Yu; now he could confirm that a big shot was playing with him behind the scenes, which really isn't good news...... The problem is he can't contact the big shot; otherwise, kneeling to beg for mercy would be welcome— Bai Lang's deepest desire is surely to return to his own world, without this martial skill he'd have nothing.

Also, he needed to survive; the big shot's teasing was absolutely unbearable— if that big shot loosened his grip even a little, this little shrimp like him would probably be done for— and Bai Lang now felt that the hidden hand behind Yu Yu was certainly far more formidable than whatever 'Adventure Palace' he had messed with in his chest. He hadn't seen that Yu Yu was probably just using the Adventure Palace as a power bank. Bai Lang was thinking about how to survive under the big shot's teasing, or when he could break free.

As for the possibility that the big shot could read his mind, Bai Lang couldn't stop it anyway, so he might as well accept it— maybe if his martial arts grew strong enough he could shield himself. "There's really nothing I can do......" he muttered, "My head hurts, I might as well not care!" Bai Lang pulled out a travel pillow and, heedless, leaned back to sleep. What could he do? Tossed in cold sauce!

The two women on either side saw he had fallen asleep, so they didn't want to disturb him; after exchanging a glance, they could only go rest. Although Bai Lang was asleep, his internal force unconsciously continued to circulate along the route of the Golden Bell Shield. Internal force flowed through the twelve regular meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians; the Golden Bell Shield should have arisen spontaneously, but now it was firmly pressed inside his body by the rules of this world. Being asleep, he wouldn't consciously oppose the world's rules, so he wouldn't expend great strength to forcibly condense gang qi outside his body.

With internal force pressed and flowing inside his body, Bai Lang, after years of cultivation and countless battles, had already trained the internal force of the Golden Bell Shield to be immensely vigorous. Now, without even realizing it, it began to impact the Huiyin point; Bai Lang had tried many times before, but never managed to break through this point— if he did, it would mean penetrating the Ren and Du meridians, after which all the meridians throughout his body would fully connect, achieving the Grand Circulation.

Bai Lang never imagined he could achieve the Grand Circulation and become an Innate Expert in this world— the world's vital energy is comparatively thin and inactive, and its rules probably wouldn't support his internal force penetrating the Ren and Du meridians. If he could cultivate this world's internal force, perhaps he could. The top ten experts of Huaxia have all penetrated the Ren and Du meridians to become Innate Experts— it's just unknown what would happen if these people crossed over into Bai Lang's world......

The fact Bai Lang knows is that the internal force of these two worlds is not the same thing; they are different, possibly even completely unlike each other. As things stand now, it seems the internal force he cultivates is of a higher grade— this is Bai Lang's thought, whether it's correct is another matter.

Now that he was asleep, unconsciously his internal force began to seep into the Huiyin point thread by thread, quite unlike his past aggressive assaults— Bai Lang's internal force is inherently like the great Yangtze River, immense and domineering, never showing itself as this fine, all‑penetrating thread. Now, asleep, it operates this way: his internal force splits into two, flowing forward and backward simultaneously through the Ren and Du meridians toward the Huiyin point, seeping into that point thread by thread.

At both spots within this acupoint, internal force slowly seeped in, gradually drawing nearer, yet in the middle it seemed there was a dead line that could not be crossed. If Bai Lang were awake, this would be the moment to launch a fierce attack— he would summon wave after wave of internal force from both sides, striking this 'dead line'; breaking through would mean achieving Innate status. But under these circumstances, Bai Lang's internal force is neither arrogant nor impatient; it accumulates thread by thread, slowly filling every segment of this invisible dead line, which is as thick as a seamless barrier, preventing the internal forces from merging.

In his sleep, Bai Lang also furrowed his brow, but he didn't wake up; instead, the Yu Yu hanging on his chest seemed to come alive, lively as ever, and though there was no external force, it twitched faintly against his chest. By rights he should have awakened long ago, but he had sunk into the deepest sleep— even a slap to the ear wouldn't rouse him. The two women, Yan Xiaoyan and Tian Li, also edged a little closer to Bai Lang, hoping to wake him, only to discover they were asleep leaning on his shoulder— most bachelors couldn't withstand this 'she likes me' vibe.

Could Bai Lang hold out? Maybe yes, maybe no...... but if he wanted to have a threesome, he'd probably be out of luck.

Bai Lang felt as if he were haunted, though nothing showed on the outside. As his internal force swelled, a strand of purple aura sprouted from his forehead, like the purple aura of the rising great sun. Over the years, the daily absorption of that great sun purple aura he cultivated had amounted to just this single strand. This strand of purple aura likewise split into two, almost as if there were hardly anything left. These two strands of purple aura flowed unhurriedly down the Ren and Du meridians until they neared the Huiyin point.

The two strands of purple aura, upon touching the 'dead line', immediately recoiled. The next moment, the purple aura that had retreated to the brow directly enveloped all the remaining internal force in the dantian qi sea— the internal force Bai Lang had painstakingly cultivated over the years— and, drawing from the divine repository, brought forth the countless‑killing White Tiger killing aura; amid the White Tiger's roar, it transformed into an unprecedented furious surge, striking from both sides. If it failed, Bai Lang could say he would have inflicted severe internal injury upon himself, possibly even ending up incapacitated.

Since the internal force of the Golden Bell Shield had been drained, a sword qi mysteriously arose in his meridians— this extremely sharp sword qi directly tore open Bai Lang's meridians, ready to stab wildly, yet the purple aura likewise dragged this sword qi away, forcibly pulling it downstream. Of course, along the way Bai Lang's meridians suffered, being lacerated by the sharp sword qi; one could say his meridians were 'inch‑broken'. In any case, everything it passed through ended up shattered.

The sword qi and the internal force of the Golden Bell Shield violently collided at the Huiyin point, but the sword qi was a beat slower; under the confluence of the purple aura, the sword qi erupted and directly pierced the 'dead line'.

Then Bai Lang's body jerked, and he slammed heavily back into his seat, beginning to cough up blood...... The two women were both startled awake by him......