“Even a completely trained Sacred Light Physique would suffer the same defeat in the face of Holy Fire.”
Sacred Light Physique didn’t fear limb loss, be it that of the head of his heart. He would just be back in tip-top shape in no time at all.
What was really shocking about the Sacred Light Physique was that it covered the entire body.
“A rare constitution is an excellent asset, but resting on it for too long will turn it into a weakness.
“In the aftermath of the ten sacred beasts’ mysterious disappearance, ten alien races were acclaimed as the strongest in the universe. The one you just fought, Huo Ling’er, belongs to one such race, the Fire race.
“In this world, fire is classified from your average fire, all the way to divine fire. For a better understanding, Huo Ling’er’s Holy Fire, an eight level fire, is compared to the temperature of the Sun’s core.
“Yet beating her is very much possible. Many basic approaches can overcome her fire. Being stronger than her, pushing her back, as well as learning the Brilliant Fist to the ninth move, Light Transformation and be one with the light. Not even divine fire can evaporate you at this point.”
He gave Du Fei the Brilliant Fist because it fit the Sacred Light Physique like a glove. It was the quickest way to upgrade the Sacred Light Physique’s ability.
And talking about control, the Pyrokinesis was the most perfect art for the Fire race to control its fire; despite the difficulty in cultivating it. One had to endure the soul fire of a planet’s core for a century to reach but a rudimentary understanding. Li Mo learned Pyrokinesis thanks to his friend, an expert in this art, by pouring into him the life fire.
“Bro Mo, I got it. I’ll just take a breather before I go for another thirty wins!”
Du Fei learned much from this defeat. The minute he heard of his freaky constitution, he turned cocky since no matter what the opponent dished out, he’d always be back in one piece.
This defeat was a timely wake-up call.
“The ten fierce aliens are acknowledged as the strongest among the thousands of races in the universe. But the truly invincible individuals can come from any race, and they do not look down on their adversary. Traits and constitutions are important, but not everything. Luck, chance, hard work, all can change one’s destiny.”
Du Fei smiled, “Snow people included?”
“Snow people… nevermind them.” Li Mo laughed.
The one belonging to the snow people that fought the panda was strong, but he relied on equipment, treasure armor, treasure shield, and treasure sword. He had superb fighting skills granted, but strip the items away and he’d be only a peak first level.
“You can also rest in the virtual room if you wish, but what do you say I take you to the battleground market and get acquainted to the different aliens in the universe?”
Du Fei’s eyes sparkled, “How do we go there?”
Li Mo called out the God Realm map, with every glittering dot on it turned out to be coordinates. Above them were also numbers, ranging from just one to all the way to tens of thousand.
“This is the minimum battleground coins needed to enter.”
Li Mo used two coins, and they entered a market.
The market was packed with countless races, the same went for the items put up for sale. And the only accepted currency here were the battleground coins.
“Bro Mo, my gear and belonging, all came with me. Is this place real?” Du Fei gasped.
“It lies between reality and virtual. The God Realm may be virtual, but it contains the god word. This mystery place overlooks the entire universe, but is not something a handful of persons could dare proclaim they understand.”
“I also don’t get it.”
Li Mo touched the Star Ring and took out his items.
In this market, a myriad of races wondered everywhere. Some even looked fascinatingly odd, but the one thing that all had in common, was their name hanging overhead.
Du Fei had Flying Immortal, Li Mo had Arcane. They were all clear for anyone who looked.
“All this place lacks is a red bar above everyone’s heads and it’d be no different from a video game.” Du Fei pointed out.
“Huh, a dog is selling things?”
Du Fei caught a cute, white, and tiny Chihuahua handling a stall with items.
The white dog growled, “Who the hell are you calling a dog? Think I can’t gobble you up?”
Du Fei cried, “I-it speaks!”
Li Mo pulled him away.
“Filter your thoughts before you voice them. That is an outstanding individual from the Sacred Hound race and of immense power. Fighting is banned in this place, but rules are just rules. Fighting still breaks out more often than not.”
“What if I die here?”
“At worst, your soul will be wounded. At the least, lose some cultivation.”
“It’s always better to be on the safe side.”
Du Fei nodded, noticing a cute chick waving its wittle fists while standing on a six meter tall body shouting about selling crocodile meat.
“Bro Mo, what’s that?”
“That is the Rooster race. He may be a minor, but his power is far above ours.”
“That tiny and cute thing? If it were anyone else telling me that, I’d never believe it.”
“Try him out and you’ll see.”
Li Mo went to the chick, “How much for the crocodile meat?”
“This is a freshly killed seventh level dragon crocodile. Its meat is very sought after. Three coins for half a kilo.”
“I’ll take it.” Li Mo paid three coins.
“Any preference?”
“Shank.”
The chick used its tiny beak to slash a piece off the crocodile’s thigh.
The easy and smooth motion was like a box cutter going through paper.
When Li Mo flew back to Du Fei with a bloody hunk of flesh, the latter was shivering.
“I-I-I’m a believer…”
Du Fei trembled even worse as he watched the chick.
Li Mo said, “Don’t let them scare you. Our cultivation won’t take long before reaching their level. At that point you will no longer fell any reason to fear them.”
“I hope so…
“But in this place, strong ones like them are everywhere…” Du Fei was quaking.
Amids their stroll down the market, a youth releasing fire qi barred their way.
“Bastard, you dare come here?”
It was no other than Huo Tian!
