Chapter 1666 - 1667: I'm Looking for Someone
Jing Kongzhao!
This renowned Sang Country's Martial God, yet very few people know her.
She quietly walked onto the arena, and the crowd barely noticed her.
Yang Fei's pupils contracted like pinpricks, like a cat's eye directly hit by sunlight.
On Jing Kongzhao, he couldn't detect any aura of danger.
However, within Yang Fei, Turtle Extreme was shrieking sharply, urging Yang Fei to stay away from this seemingly harmless, pitiful little girl.
Jing Kongzhao walked up to Yang Fei, extended a soft, white little finger, and her smile bloomed like a lily on her face.
"After so many years, you've grown so much. Time flies, it's truly sigh-worthy."
Yang Fei looked at this underdeveloped little girl, speaking such strange words, and felt a chill down his spine.
The little girl before him seemed like a thousand-year-old female demon resurrected from an ancient tomb.
Yang Fei couldn't feel her presence at all.
Jing Kongzhao muttered, her eyes gazing into the void, as if someone in the void was overlooking the arena.
A hint of tenderness crossed her face, quickly replaced by malice, love, and hate so vividly and intensely displayed on her face.
"What are you here for?"
Yang Fei tried to keep his composure, speaking calmly.
He felt utterly bewildered.
With Jing Kongzhao's status, she wouldn't care about any reputation of being among the top ten at the Martial Arts Golden Sword Tournament.
So what was she doing here, seeking him out?
Jing Kongzhao raised her head, her pupils reflecting the shadow of Yang Fei, her voice ethereal, as if coming from the horizon.
"I'm looking for someone."
Yang Fei looked at her in astonishment: "Is the person you're looking for here?"
Jing Kongzhao smiled faintly: "I might find them, or I might not."
"But if he doesn't show up today, you will become his sacrifice."
Saying this, Jing Kongzhao giggled, her laughter like a tinkling silver bell.
"Do you understand what a sacrifice is? It's used for offering to the deities."
"I'll hack you into pieces, offering your flesh and blood, I wonder if he'll be wrathful or delighted?"
Yang Fei snorted, stepping back, his eyes darting around.
Jing Kongzhao finished speaking and ignored Yang Fei.
She looked up into the void, muttering.
"I know you're here. How could this kid's Yu Step possibly summon the Heavenly Gang Thunder?"
"If you don't show yourself, don't blame me for being ruthless."
At this moment, every move of Yang Fei was under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
Such a peculiar little girl, having such a strange conversation with Yang Fei on the arena, instantly drew the attention of many.
Suddenly, a Karate master from Sang Country recognized Jing Kongzhao's identity and fell to his knees as if struck by thunder.
"Amaterasu protect me, I've actually seen the Great Jing Kongzhao."
Jing Kongzhao's reputation was too resounding, and as this person exclaimed, it caused a huge stir.
"What? This person is actually Martial God Jing Kongzhao?"
"This Huaxia warrior actually caused both the Martial Saint and Martial God to make a move, who on earth is he?"
"Great Jing Kongzhao, may you reign for thousands of years, your might roars across the mountains and rivers!"
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Countless Sang Country warriors knelt down, kowtowing fervently as if pounding garlic.
Jing Kongzhao's fame wasn't just overwhelming in Sang Country but was also at the peak as a King in the world Martial Arts Circle.
Everyone looked at her innocent and fragile appearance, unable to believe their eyes.
This little girl, who seemed to be blown away by the wind, was actually Jing Kongzhao?
Everyone stared blankly at the arena above, their minds blank.
Today's events, each more shocking than the last.
And the most astonishing was that Sang Country's Martial God Jing Kongzhao actually appeared on this arena.
The feverish cheers and adoration under the arena seemed unseen by Jing Kongzhao.
Her eyes like water, she looked gently at Yang Fei.
"Since you're here, let's play a little game."
Facing this legendary figure, the top expert who has transcended into holiness in martial arts, Yang Fei's nerves were taut, not daring to relax for a moment.
"What game?"
Jing Kongzhao pursed her lips into a smile, not answering Yang Fei.
She casually drew a few strokes in the air, and a clumsy little rabbit appeared.
Jing Kongzhao dotted the eyes of the rabbit, which instantly came to life, hopping to Yang Fei's feet.
All the hair on Yang Fei's body stood on end.
He knew this little rabbit was conjured by Jing Kongzhao using Heaven and Earth Vital Energy.
If it attacked him, it might be like a bomb.
Jing Kongzhao smiled, looking at Yang Fei.
"You're a smart guy, just stand there obediently, otherwise, don't blame me if you die."
As she spoke, she casually drew a few more strokes.
Behind Yang Fei in the void appeared a patch of fragrant grass, gently falling at Yang Fei's feet.
Just like that, stroke by stroke, Jing Kongzhao drew pavilions and terraces, various kinds of flowers and trees.
In an instant, Yang Fei found himself in a small garden.
The wisteria bloomed lushly, the leaves were a vibrant green, dewrolling on the grass tips like pearls.
Finally, Jing Kongzhao, with a few strokes, drew a girl in a coarse cloth dress, appearing in the pavilion.
She was fondling the zither, and everyone could even hear the tinkle of the zither, transmitting from the arena above through below.
Everyone stared at the arena in a daze.
This magical scene left everyone's mouths agape, holding their breath, not daring to utter a word.
Yang Fei looked around the garden he was in, gazing at the girl playing the zither before him, astoundingly, it was Jing Kongzhao herself, lifelike, vivid as can be.
Yang Fei knew that all of this was an illusion created by Jing Kongzhao using Heaven and Earth Vital Energy, yet he couldn't help but be entranced.
Jing Kongzhao stood outside the garden, giving Yang Fei a beautiful smile.
"As long as you can walk out of this little garden, today's matters will end here."
"Otherwise, in ten minutes, the Heaven and Earth Vital Energy will shatter, and you will not survive."
Jing Kongzhao finished, pouting and gently blowing a breath towards the illusion.
Yang Fei's vision blurred, and he could no longer see outside.
Jing Kongzhao vanished, along with the arena and spectators, disappearing from Yang Fei's sight.
Simultaneously, in the eyes of the audience below the arena, the illusion Jing Kongzhao conjured vanished, leaving only Yang Fei.
Yang Fei sighed repeatedly; this illusion was crafted by Jing Kongzhao with Heaven and Earth Vital Energy, functioning entirely according to her whims.
How could he possibly guess her intentions and find his way out?
However, if he couldn't make it out in ten minutes, the illusion would collapse.
Then, the violent rupture of Heaven and Earth Vital Energy would explode, and even if he had ten lives, he would die here.
However, Jing Kongzhao had already set the rules of the game, leaving Yang Fei aware of the danger but having no choice but to brace himself and search for the Life Gate.
Yang Fei first walked up to the zither-playing Jing Kongzhao, crouched down, and stared at her.
The zither-playing girl stopped her performance, her deep, black eyes looking at Yang Fei, a faint smile on her face.
Yang Fei knew that this was an illusory form without life, yet her smile left him dazed.
Yang Fei tried speaking a few words to the girl, but she merely smiled at him without uttering a single word.
Knowing that Jing Kongzhao disdained speaking with him, he resignedly moved on, searching everywhere for the Life Gate.
The garden seemed small, but walking through it felt like being inside a maze.
He wandered back and forth, endlessly circling within the garden, failing to find a way out.
It felt like a fly trapped in a glass jar, bumping around blindly yet unable to escape.
His rationality still intact, he decided to close his eyes and walk in one direction.
This illusion, set in the arena, should take only a few steps to exit by going in one direction.
Bam!
Yang Fei had just taken a step when he crashed into a rockery, stars bursting before his eyes from the impact.
Only then did he realize that although this was an illusion, the forces within it were very real.
Thinking he could cunningly walk out of the illusion? Foolish dream, indeed.