Chapter 99: The Gate of the Shura God Way, the Phoenix of Byodo-in Temple Grows Old

I never expected to meet Dechuan He Ye in this place.

Jiecheng Wu felt a bit surprised inside, but his face remained calm; he simply gave a faint smile.

The opponent's information surfaced in his mind.

Dechuan He Ye had been studying at an overseas tennis club since childhood, striving to become a professional player, and was recruited by the Neon U-17 training camp in his first year of high school.

When he first arrived in Neon, he was full of vigor, continually challenging peers and even upperclassmen; thanks to elite education, his strength was formidable and he had never lost.

But such victories lasted only until the moment before he encountered Ping Deng Yuan Feng Huang.

Being valued by Gui Shi Ci Lang and Ru Jiang Zou Duo, and having hopes placed on him, Dechuan He Ye naturally possessed extraordinary talent and considerable strength.

However, Ping Deng Yuan Feng Huang had already undergone hellish tempering and received the world's baptism, making him the absolute top of the Neon representative team.

Not to mention Dechuan He Ye; even Gui Shi Ci Lang could only suffer a resentful defeat before Ping Deng Yuan Feng Huang.

In this match, Dechuan He Ye had no power to resist; his proud self-esteem was easily shattered, and even before that terrifying light strike ball, he was on the verge of destruction.

However, at the brink of destruction, Gui Shi Ci Lang intervened to save him and ended the match; afterward he also taught him the Asura God Way.

Now, Kazuya Tokugawa's state of mind had reached the point where he could enter the spiritual world, and so he was recommended here by Mifune Nyudo of the training camp.

While Jiecheng Wu was pondering, Dechuan He Ye was also paying attention to him.

"He's a middle school student."

Dechuan He Ye's expression was stern; his gaze swept over Jiecheng Wu, and he gave this judgment based on appearance.

Besides that, there was nothing else; his inner vision was wholly occupied by Ping Deng Yuan Feng Huang, and the scene of his crushing defeat kept replaying in his mind.

Resentment, frustration, indignation.

All these negative emotions mingled together, like a black hole incessantly devouring all his mental energy.

Yet, under the influence of Gui Shi Ci Lang and Ru Jiang Zou Duo's teachings, a sense of righteousness still surged in his chest, maintaining balance.

As if seeing the image of Byodo-in Temple again, Dechuan He Ye's brows furrowed and he clenched his fists tightly.

He would surely comprehend the Shura God Way and then defeat that man he would die trying to beat!

"Meditate, and I will guide you into the cave of the spiritual world."

Ma Guhu Lao Ye's voice rang out clear and gentle.

Hearing this, the two quickly sat cross-legged, and, following past experience, allowed their minds to enter a state of calm tranquility.

Soon after.

A subtle undulation came from the outside world, and Jiecheng Wu felt a sudden tugging sensation.

Afterward, his spirit seemed to be drawn into another world.

Thud thud.

It was the sound of landing.

He had been sitting cross-legged, but now his feet sensed contact with the ground.

Jiecheng Wu slowly opened his eyes.

Lowering his gaze, he saw his own hands, and his right hand still held a brown wooden staff wrapped with a white headscarf bound by thread.

He turned his head to look around.

The uneven cave walls, the deep, gloomy tunnel filled with rubble.

Dechuan He Ye had already walked forward, and Ma Guhu Lao Ye's figure had also vanished.

Jiecheng Wu gave it no further thought, preparing to move ahead.

He had just taken a step——

Danger!

A strong sense of unease suddenly exploded from his heart! A terrifying, dreadful pressure came rushing at him.

Hum!

Clatter!

Wildness aura immediately enveloped his body and instantly transformed into Thunder Beast Stance; the breath of Selflessness also erupted almost simultaneously.

Jiecheng Wu's alarm bells rang loudly, as instinct and consciousness simultaneously resisted moving forward.

The dark tunnel before him turned into the bloody maw of a fearsome evil god; a foul, rancid wind swept in with killing intent, giving him a strong premonition——

If he dared to step forward even one more step, he would be instantly destroyed, becoming an offering to the evil god!

But at this moment.

Yet a cool breath came from the wooden staff in his hand.

His trembling spirit instantly calmed, and the terrifying tunnel suddenly became utterly ordinary.

Inside the tunnel, wind was calm and waves were still.

Jiecheng Wu's eyes flickered, filled with doubtful wonder.

Was it an illusion?

This thought had just arisen when he immediately rejected it.

No! Wrong!

How could it be an illusion?!

Just now he absolutely felt a deadly threat——

It was the killing aura of a hellish Asura!

Just as his heart began to churn again, the familiar cool breath came from his hand, and his fluctuating state of mind once more settled into peace.

This.

Jiecheng Wu reacted, carefully examining the wooden staff in his hand.

There seemed nothing special about it, but that cool breath could not deceive him; this wooden staff ought to be the reliance Ma Guhu Lao Ye used to guide himself, meant to help him move forward.

Then he continued walking forward.

Terrifying and refreshing auras alternated and changed.

And his spirit gradually became somewhat resilient in this tempering.

The mountain cave tunnel was initially narrow; as they went deeper, it began to become spacious.

Jiecheng Wu carefully observed his surroundings.

He noticed that the uneven spots on the cave wall resembled the marks of tennis balls, as if the cavern had been formed by repeated tennis ball impacts.

And each protruding or recessed spot transmitted an extremely intense spiritual will.

There was arrogance and conceit, unbeatable in the world.

There was also insignificance like dust, sorrowful and empty.

There was being lofty and born great.

There was also lowliness like weeds, yet unwilling to be ordinary.

All kinds of emotions and will passed along these marks, and Jiecheng Wu could clearly feel these two seemingly opposing states of mind.

If one were to categorize.

Then one part could be summed up as strong, and another part could be summarized as weak.

They opposed each other, yet depended on each other, finally maintaining a natural balance, maintaining the appearance of calm winds and still waves.

And the balance was mostly occupied by the 'weak'.

The 'weak' longs to become the 'strong'; this desire nurtures newborn power, like the roar of hellish Asuras against the heavenly gods, suppressing an impending explosion.

After an unknown amount of time.

A huge gate appeared before him.

"This is the gate leading to the Asura Divine Path!"

Jiecheng Wu immediately recognized what the gate represented.

As long as he enters the gate, he can obtain the key to open the Asura Divine Path; waiting for the right moment, he can easily master the Asura Divine Path!

And at this moment, the gate stood wide open.

A stone blocked the front of the gate, while behind it radiated an incomparably dazzling light.

A memory flashed through his mind.

This stone was placed by Ping Deng Yuan Feng Huang.

Back then he painstakingly figured out how to open the gate, and finally could step into the Asura Divine Path.

A road leading nowhere in particular suddenly appeared, and it strongly called to him.

After much consideration, Ping Deng Yuan Feng Huang decided to follow the heart's call, firmly taking this fork in the road.

Finally, he used mental power to form a stone, blocking the gate that was about to close, leaving the opportunity to enter the Asura Divine Path for the next destined person.

For this, his handsome appearance began to grow a beard.

And that fork led to the Alaya Consciousness, which also represented destruction; thereafter, Ping Deng Yuan Feng Huang accelerated burning himself, causing his appearance to rapidly mature.

The gate to the Asura Divine Path was right before his eyes; just entering would grant him the key to open the passage straight into another dimension.

To say he wasn't envious would be impossible.

But Jiecheng Wu forcibly restrained himself; he still cannot enter now.

Compared to the Asura Divine Path, his current road is still too weak; without the protection of Mu Zhang, he can't even get here, let alone the road inside the gate.

If he stepped inside, he would definitely be soaked in the aura of the Asura Divine Path, thereby making it his main tennis route.

Although this is a wide road, it is not what he wishes.

Thus Jiecheng Wu stayed outside the gate, using his mental power to sense the aura of the Asura Divine Path.

Strength and weakness, pulling against each other, give birth to Asura power.

This process made his inspiration flash.

The path he wants to take has now been determined: it is Wildness and Zone.

Wildness, which belongs to the body's instinctual consciousness, and Zone, which leaps to a higher level, these two pulling against each other will give birth to what?

Wildness. Zone

In the balance of pulling, power is born.

Jiecheng Wu sat cross-legged on the ground, thinking.

The Austrian psychologist, Fu Luo Yi De, once proposed this theory: everyone's personality can be divided into the 'id', 'ego', and 'superego'.

The id contains the wildness within human nature; it is primitive, innate subconscious; the ego is the composition of consciousness, acting according to reality principle; and the superego is the highest part of personality.

The three mutually pull and restrain each other, ultimately forming each independent individual.

And these three personality components also have another easy-to-understand name.

Wildness, humanity, divinity.

Jiecheng Wu slowly opened his eyes.

Although he cannot foresee it for now, on his future path, Wildness and Zone will become the two ends of the scales, constantly swaying; and when they approach balance.

That is when this path bears fruit.

At this moment, a faint light came from the side, as if some sound was calling to himself.

Jiecheng Wu stood up, turned around, and a fork in the road appeared beside the gate.

And he knows that road leads to the destruction-bound Alaya Consciousness.

After a brief thought, Jiecheng Wu leaned on his staff and walked over.

Because he felt the power belonging to Qingfeng stirring.

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