Chapter 36: Rising Dragon Fist!

The system dummy seemed to notice the subtle awkward atmosphere arising from 'making an extra trip', and tried to ease it in its own way:

"Ma'am, do you know which day San Yue Qi hates the most?"

Heimu was directing his gaze toward the changing battlefield; hearing this, he subconsciously blurted: "Which day?"

"The answer is March Eighth. Because on that day she will 'scatter' in all eight directions, no longer whole."

Logical analysis: Break down the characters 'three', 'month', 'seven'; imagine when the date 'March Eighth' arrives, the 'seven' becomes 'eight', so she 'scatters'.

Heimu: "..."

Her mouth corner twitched uncontrollably, her purple-black eyes glanced at the system, her mouth corner slightly twitched; just as she was about to comment on this cold joke comparable to absolute zero, the situation on the field had already changed.

The warm-up battle ended, and the virtual foes were cleared out completely.

Bai Hang and A Xing's Health Bars were still full, floating above their heads, as if the earlier fight had merely been an appetizer.

Next, the main focus of this test—Na Ke Xia—made a dazzling entrance!

He still wore that mismatched blue-and-white striped hospital gown, crouched in the center of the field, head lowered, fingers scraping the ground as if counting nonexistent ants.

His Health Bar also appeared clearly above his head, forming a subtle contrast with his seemingly harmless appearance.

Heimu sat up straight, his purple-black eyes revealing a serious expression.

This was the first time engaging in a Real Combat Test with the Golden Descendant; she was curious about what posture this seemingly mad scholar would display after the combat module activated.

A Xing had no hesitation.

She acted like a killing machine that had received orders, gripping the baton tightly, pushing off with her feet, she shot toward Na Ke Xia like an arrow released from a bow, the baton whistling as it struck the seemingly defenseless back of Na Ke Xia's head!

However, in the next second, something astonishing happened!

Na Ke Xia didn't even turn his head, simply raising his hand seemingly casually, and with uncanny precision gripped the oncoming baton firmly with his palm!

The motion was so smooth it seemed as if everything had been precalculated.

He slowly lifted his head; those eyes, which should have been full of wisdom, were now empty voids, reflecting A Xing's expressionless face.

A Xing reacted extremely fast; seeing her weapon restrained, she immediately spun and delivered a fierce side kick aimed at Na Ke Xia's waist!

Na Ke Xia finally moved!

He flung the baton from his gripping hand, tossing it aside, while his body performed a teleport-like backward step, lightly dodging A Xing's kick and instantly appearing five meters away, planting his feet firmly.

This marked the first formal confrontation between the two sides.

Bai Hang had already drawn her longbow, the Energy Arrow aimed at Na Ke Xia, but her face showed utter shock: "Na, Na Ke Xia teacher?! How could..."

She, who possessed Weng Falos' Memory, simply could not connect the fierce figure before her with the refined green-haired scholar from her memories.

A Xing had no such distractions; she simply gripped the baton again, lowered her center of gravity like a predatory beast, and looked for the next attack opportunity.

Heimu also leaned forward slightly, watching with interest.

(Inner thought: Oh? Reactions and speed are not bad; it seems this scholar gentleman is not completely helpless.)

The atmosphere on the field suddenly grew tense.

Everyone thought what was coming would be a fierce showdown.

Then…

Na Ke Xia started dancing again!

It was still that mesmerizing Indian dance, accompanied by a divine tune of unknown origin blasting louder, as he twisted wildly on the spot, using hands and feet, his movements exaggerated, as if performing some mysterious ritual.

Bai Hang: "..."

She felt her worldview shaken once more, mouth agape, she almost forgot to aim her arrow.

(Inner thought: Is this really the learned and talented Na Ke Xia teacher from my memory?!)

Even Heimu couldn't help but cover his forehead, feeling it was hard to watch.

(Inner thought: Indeed… is abstraction ingrained in the bones?)

A Xing was unaffected.

In her combat logic, when the enemy reveals an opening, it is the best moment to attack.

Seeing Na Ke Xia's dance that left his whole body a Void Gate, she surged forward like an arrow released from a bow, aiming her baton at his wide-open chest.

Just as the baton was about to reach him——

The dancing Na Ke Xia's motion suddenly changed!

He shifted his body at an unimaginable angle, dodging the baton while his right leg, like a tensed spring, thrust hard into the ground; using the momentum, his body rotated and his left fist swung from low to high, carving a clean arc——

Rising Dragon Fist!

"Bang!"

A solid Upper Hook Punch precisely struck the chin!

A Xing was hit so hard she floated upward for an instant!

This wasn't over yet!

The moment Na Ke Xia landed, his footwork fluttered like a butterfly among flowers; he launched left and right, a lightning-fast combo raining down like droplets on the airborne A Xing, finishing with a powerful straight punch.

"Ugh!"

A Xing grunted, her body flying backward like a broken kite, rolling several times on the ground before stopping; her Health Bar above her head instantly dropped by one-third.

The kicked-up dust slowly drifted away.

Bai Hang was utterly dumbfounded, the hand holding her bow trembling.

(Inner thought: What the fuck!! When did Na Ke Xia teacher become this good at fighting?! His power level is way too high!)

Heimu also rarely widened his purple-black eyes, almost unable to maintain his elegant sitting posture.

(Inner thought: Wait?! Was that… the classic move from King of Fighters? Why would a scholar researching Earth Beasts know this?! Is the database wrong somewhere?!)

At that moment, after finishing his combo, Na Ke Xia did not pursue but instead began hopping in place, raising his hands into a standard fighting stance, swaying left and right, his eyes vigilantly 'scanning' the two 'opponents' on the field; his posture was exactly like a fighter leaping out of an arcade screen, forming a devastatingly cute contrast with his hospital gown.

A Xing, the construct bearing heavy memories, used her baton to push off the ground, wobbling yet unusually determined as she rose to her feet.

She lowered her head; in her dim eyes there was no pain or fear, only an almost obsessive cold will.

She gripped the bat again; although her body might still be trembling slightly from the previous heavy blow, she once again assumed an attacking stance, ready to charge at that unreasonable opponent.

This silent, almost tragic tenacity caused a flicker of surprise in the eyes of the watching Heimu.

(Inner thought: Having endured such a blow, she could still stand up immediately… the trial of Past World Paradise has indeed left a deep mark on her.)

Bai Hang looked at A Xing's unyielding appearance, then glanced at Ke Xia still bouncing and posing, and gritted his teeth.

(Inner thought: Forget it, no matter! Help first, talk later!)

She took a deep breath, her gaze became focused, and the bowstring twanged repeatedly!

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Three Energy Arrows formed a triangular pattern, precisely shooting at Ke Xia's upper, middle, and lower paths, attempting to disrupt his movements and create an opportunity for A Xing.

The battle entered a more chaotic and intense stage.

The elegantly seated Black Curtain Lady lightly adjusted the brim of her large witch hat, her violet-black eyes growing ever more interested.

This test seemed even more "wonderful" than she had anticipated.