Silence hung over the Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils world.
Thanks to the system's enhancement, the special effects of this secondary-creation video were nearly flawless, without the slightest sense of discord. The appearance of the Susanoo gave the entire world a profound shock.
Watching a god-like giant rise from the ground, its entire body radiating an intimidating purple aura, everyone found a single word springing to mind:
Shocking!
At Juxian Manor,
you could hear a pin drop.
The scene fell into an extraordinary silence.
A few martial artists had their brains momentarily fried, failing to recover their wits for a long time. A Qiao Feng who could use ninjutsu was truly a figure of terror and despair, and quite a few people immediately felt the urge to retreat.
Good grief!
They had simply seized the opportunity to ride on Qiao Feng's coattails and gain some clout and followers. They genuinely had no desire to go head-to-head with this god of slaughter, Qiao Feng.
...
The scene shifted to the battle against Jiumozhi.
[Qiao Feng: "Jiumozhi, you have been stirring up trouble in the Central Plains and instigating countless conflicts. I, Qiao, have been meaning to meet you."
Jiumozhi said with utter confidence: "Then we shall see what you're truly made of!"
In their very first clash, Qiao Feng rapidly formed hand seals with both hands, unleashing the Fire Style: Majestic Destroyer Flame. Blazing fire spewed from his mouth, channeled through two fingers, roasting Jiumozhi to a crisp on the outside and tender on the inside, leaving the air thick with the aroma.
Forced back by a single move before he could even react, Qiao Feng had already completed the hand seals for his second ninjutsu: Lightning Style: Chidori Blade.
The light sword condensed from dazzling blue lightning slashed Jiumozhi until smoke poured from his entire body. The Chidori Blade shaved off his entire headdress, exposing a smooth, shiny, boiled-egg-like scalp. Jiumozhi had no choice but to resolutely choose retreat, finding a corner to secretly vomit three pints of blood.]
Jiumozhi: "Well... that was rather abrupt."
Watching himself beaten back step by step on the light screen,
where was there any trace of an imperial preceptor's dignity?
Pathetic, utterly pathetic.
And what on earth was that about his hair covering falling off?
He was for real—this was real!
He did not wear a wig, hmph!
So angry he was shaking and going cold!
"Absurd! This is sheer slander, a blatant calumny against this Imperial Preceptor!"
"This Imperial Preceptor's martial arts are peerless, and I have never tasted defeat. When was I ever by that Qiao Feng..."
In a daze, Jiumozhi suddenly woke up with a start.
That's right. Ever since he entered the Central Plains, he hadn't even laid eyes on Qiao Feng in person.
Yet now, here on the light screen,
it clearly portended a fierce battle between the two of them.
Could it be that all of this would happen in the future?
He quickly forced himself to calm down and ponder:
summoning giants, spewing flames from the mouth, wielding thunder and lightning...
Could it be that such illusory and ethereal methods of immortals and buddhas truly existed in this world?
"Ninjutsu, is it? This Imperial Preceptor must get his hands on it!"
A sharp gleam flashed in Jiumozhi's eyes.
He had already found a new goal in life.
...
The light screen shifted once more to the riot at Juxian Manor.
[Facing the martial arts heroes who had come to Juxian Manor to hunt him down, Qiao Feng showed not a flicker of fear. "Very well! Today I, Qiao Feng, shall fight a battle to the death with the heroes of the world. I shall make the first move." Visible blue lightning condensed in Qiao Feng's palms, roaring like a thousand birds. With a single Chidori ninjutsu, a massive crowd dropped instantly to the ground, completely paralyzed by electricity, turned into 'salted fish' incapable of ever getting up again.
Seeing the situation turning against them, Elder Xu shouted to the others, "Let's all rush him together and chop this Khitan dog into meat paste! Together!"
Qiao Feng pointed angrily at Elder Xu: "You insist on branding me an outsider. Very well! Today I will use Amaterasu to kill you!"
Qiao Feng's eyes turned blood-red once again,
and one of his pupils bizarrely leaked two streams of bloody tears.
In a single encounter,
everyone in Juxian Manor was tightly enveloped in a sheet of black flames.
Not a single person was spared.
Cries of agony and wails rose without a break,
turning the entire Juxian Manor into a living purgatory.
Tragic, utterly tragic.]
At Juxian Manor,
You Tanzhi, the young master of the manor,
was hurrying anxiously toward the main hall.
He had been in a leisurely mood today; although there was a major martial arts meeting at his estate, he had no interest in it whatsoever.
He had been playing outside with an old servant
when, by coincidence, the light screen reappeared, sparking his interest to watch the whole thing.
Never in his wildest dreams
had he expected to see the disastrous fate that would befall his own Juxian Manor today.
"Father! Mother! You must not be hurt!"
"Qiao Feng! I hate you! I hate you so much! Why did you have to destroy my family?!"
...
On the road, Murong Fu's state of mind was extremely complicated.
After witnessing Qiao Feng's so-called ninjutsu,
his expression turned terribly dark.
"So deep... he hid it so deeply. Am I... am I truly worthy of being his rival?"
For the first time, Murong Fu's conviction in the title "Murong of the South, Qiao of the North" began to waver.
"No! The path of martial arts is not my ultimate pursuit—restoring the country is!"
Murong Fu sneered as he watched the scene on the Celestial Screen of Qiao Feng cutting a bloody swath through Juxian Manor.
In his heart, he began scheming:
How could he use the fact that Qiao Feng was a Khitan to tilt the balance between the Great Song and the Khitan,
and then, under an alias, drag Western Xia into the fray?
When the realm fell into utter chaos,
he would remain hidden in the shadows,
reaping massive profits
and smoothly restoring the state of Yan.
Just thinking about it made his heart race with excitement.
...
Ding Chunqiu's inner defenses shattered: "Ninjutsu—this is ninjutsu? Why doesn't the Xiaoyao Sect have ninjutsu?"
Outwardly, he still maintained his composure; he could not lose the demeanor of the Old Immortal of the Stars in front of his disciples.
He wondered if the Constellation Absorbing Technique could absorb this ninjutsu for his own use.
Should he find an opportunity to strike from the shadows and test it out?
...
At this very moment,
those old monsters who stood at the absolute pinnacle of martial arts in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils
looked at Qiao Feng's endless stream of ninjutsu on the Celestial Screen.
With their mastery of martial arts,
they wanted to retort that there was simply no such martial art in the world.
Spitting fire from the mouth—that was no difficult feat;
there were plenty of traveling street performers in the pugilistic world who knew that trick.
Summoning giants—
certain top-tier martial arts techniques did exist
that could force inner qi through the meridians and out of the body, erupting with incomparably powerful attack force.
Accompanying this force was that ethereal qi, which would manifest into concrete forms.
For instance, the Beggar Sect's Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms: it was said that when a single form was unleashed, dragon roars would echo and the shape of a dragon would appear.
The two should share the same underlying principle.
It was just that final feat—wielding thunder and lightning—
that was simply beyond the capability of any mortal.
Even they, who had refined their own martial arts to perfection,
would not dare easily face divine lightning falling from the heavens.
Could it be
that this junior in the martial world named Qiao Feng
had already shattered those martial shackles
and stepped into a brand-new realm of martial arts?
At this thought,
even the most low-profile abbot sweeping the floor could not help but feel ripples stir in his heart.
...
Danmu comments scrolled past:
[Why is there no Shinra Tensei?]
[No one can defeat me, Uchiha Qiao Feng, under this looping bgm. Doge face.]
[This video is excerpted from the documentary "Naruto: The Legend of Qiao Feng". Through two or three incidents in the life of the protagonist Qiao Feng, it tells the legendary story of how Qiao Feng step by step became a grandmaster of the ninja world.]
[Chief Qiao could have used the Full Body Susanoo to sweep across the Great Song and unify the Earth, yet he chose not to. Such is the benevolence of a martial artist!]
[As everyone knows, Amaterasu has never actually killed an opponent.]
[So Chief Qiao only died because he took off his red-cloud robe? I have learned much, I have learned much.]
...
Gu Xiaobai was happily eating a takeout order of rice noodle rolls bought with a 9-yuan coupon
while skimming the divine comments left by netizens in the comment section.
One particular comment caught his eye:
[What belief kept Chief Qiao going after Azhu died... I'm crying to death.
Reply:
Ah,
Chief Qiao just forced himself to endure after Azhu died,
relying solely on the responsibility Azhu entrusted to him before her death to take care of her younger sister, Azhu's sister, Azhu... no, Azhu's sister Azǐ.
In the end, he became deeply trapped in the war between Song and Liao.
The Liao regarded him as a traitor who betrayed his country for glory,
while the Song regarded him as an alien with ulterior motives.
In this vast pugilistic world,
there was room for muddle-headed and tyrannical rulers,
room for deceitful scoundrels,
and room for cowardly cravens,
yet there was no place left for him, Qiao Feng.
Finally,
when the time came for him to settle the account of his own life,
he walked away with such unhesitating resolve.
Because he knew
that the next time he opened his eyes,
he would be able to see that girl he had always longed to meet once again.]
A tough guy's heart couldn't help but ache.
Gu Xiaobai tapped away with one hand, clack-clack-clack,
finished typing, hit send,
and successfully posted his comment.
...
The Celestial Screen video ended.
Everyone assumed that, just like last time, everything would plunge back into darkness.
Instead, a bolded, enlarged comment rolled out across the Celestial Screen:
[Uploader, at least use Impure World Reincarnation to revive Azhu for Chief Qiao!]
Suddenly, a magnetic female voice rang out...
[In accordance with the host's wish, a mysterious reward is hereby bestowed upon Qiao Feng (Xiao Feng), the ninth leader of the Beggar Sect.]
"Hum!"
As Qiao Feng sat with Azhu in an inn,
a golden light suddenly descended from the sky,
revealing a ball of light suspended right before him.
Before he could react,
the next second,
the ball of light shot directly into Qiao Feng's mind.
In the blink of an eye,
a massive amount of information regarding ninjutsu fundamentals and related knowledge flooded Qiao Feng's head,
causing him such pain that he couldn't help but close his eyes as his mind rapidly digested and comprehended this ninjutsu knowledge.
To ensure that Qiao Feng could use ninjutsu,
the system directly installed the conversion of inner qi into chakra.
To match the video,
even the Blood Successor Limit of the Uchiha clan was granted,
activating the Mangekyo Sharingan without needing to slaughter his own clan.
Opening his eyes once again,
"This... this..."
Qiao Feng lost his composure slightly, unable to believe everything that had just happened.
It had all been real.
The Celestial Screen hadn't been teasing or toying with him;
it had genuinely bestowed upon him this miraculous martial art—
oh, no, ninjutsu.
"Eldest Brother Qiao, Eldest Brother Qiao, answer me, Eldest Brother Qiao..."
Azhu's worried and anxious voice rang in his ear.
Qiao Feng grabbed Azhu's hand in agitation.
"Azhu, you're saved! I know how to use medical ninjutsu to save you."
"Come, let's head back to our room right now and get it done..."
Azhu: "?(????ω????)?"