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Chapter 548 A Single Word Changes Fate, Magnetic Wedding Dress
One after another, heroes of the martial world jumped into the Qiantang River tide, rising and falling in the water. Only Gongsun Sheng, who could fly on a sword, stood on the back of the magnetic field gamera and was the first to comprehend the magnetic field martial arts in front of the Martial God Stele.

"Could this be a plot to lure us here and kill us?"

"The Qiantang River tide is beyond human control."

As Wu Dalang listened to the whispers around him, tears welled up in his eyes, and he hugged the white tiger pelt tightly.

"Second brother, you have to live..."

He was short and stocky, and knew he would not survive if he went down into the Qiantang River tide, so he could only watch from the shore.

"There's no need to be so pessimistic, my friend."

Wu Dalang turned his head and saw a man sitting cross-legged beside him by the roadside, his figure resembling a small mountain.

"What should I call you, friend?" the man asked Wu Dalang by the roadside.

"My name is Wu Dalang, and the one struggling in the river over there is my younger brother, Wu Song, the tiger slayer," Wu Dalang said to the roadside with tears in his eyes.

"Alas, I think your brother is going to drown in the river too," sighed a man by the roadside.

"Waaah, what am I going to do..." Wu Dalang's tears fell.

"I had just arranged a marriage with someone, but I didn't expect... Why bother trying to be a hero?"

"Are you willing to part with this tiger skin?" someone asked Wu Dalang by the roadside.

"What? You want the tiger skin that my brother risked his life for?" Wu Dalang instantly stopped crying.

“Use your tiger skin to save his life,” the roadside man said to Wu Dalang.

"How can we save them?" Wu Da stared at the roadside.

"Are you willing to part with it?" he asked Wu Dalang by the roadside.

"If this tiger skin can really save my brother's life, I'd gladly take my own life too," Wu Dalang said.

"Since you put it that way, I don't want the tiger skin you're wearing anymore. Your life is mine, how about that?" The man on the roadside laughed at Wu Dalang.

"My life."

"My life is worthless."

"My life is as insignificant as an ant's; take it as you please," Wu Dalang said.

"Wuhan University, you are incredibly stupid."

"Now that I've taken your life, aren't you going to save your brother's life?" someone asked, looking at Wu Dalang from the roadside.

"Save my brother's life first, then I'll give you my life," Wu Dalang said.

“That’s right.” Lu Bian nodded to Wu Dalang.

"Let's leave it at that for now, I'll change your name."

"Then you go and save your brother's life."

"I said I'd take your life, not your life, do you understand?" he said to Wu Dalang by the roadside.

"I……"

"Hero, how could you possibly think highly of me? I am ugly, wretched, and short; even if you killed me and ate my meat, it would be sour."

Wu Dalang's eyes were filled with terror as he looked at the roadside.

"That's not what I saw."

"You are diligent in making a living, working hard all day long, never complaining, and never shirking your responsibilities."

"Being honest and timid is also caused by congenital physical deficiencies."

"You are the eldest son in your family, but you lost your parents at a young age and raised Wu Song with great difficulty."

"I admire you for struggling in this world despite your congenital deficiencies."

Hearing what was being said by the roadside, Wu Da burst into tears.

No one ever understood him, no one sympathized with him, no one knew his pain, and no one knew how lowly he lived.

In other people's eyes, Wu Dalang was not a person, but just a humanoid animal.

"Just change the name."

“You can replace ‘Da’ with ‘Meng’.”

“His name is Wu Meng.”

"Meng refers to the eldest among brothers and sisters, and is represented by the character '子' (zi).

“Some scholars have suggested that Meng (孟) is related to the ancient custom of abandoning or eating the eldest son. Your past life experiences also align with this.” “Meng (孟) means ‘beginning’ or ‘start’, and it also implies that you will be reborn from this point on.”

"So my name will be Wu Meng?" Wu Da murmured.

He tore off the white tiger pelt from Wu Dalang's body by the roadside and infused his magnetic field power into the pelt.

"What are you doing? Trying to steal my tiger skin!?"

Wu Dalang grabbed the white tiger's fur, but suddenly let go by the roadside, causing him to fall on his backside with a thud, the entire white tiger fur covering him.

Something incredible happened.

The white tiger's fur merged with Wu Dalang's, and Wu Dalang's short and stunted body began to grow and change, transforming into a burly man capable of cutting and chopping with knives and axes.

Now, the strong and brave Wu Meng looks like Brother Wu Song.

"Go quickly! Go to the turtle's back with your brother Wu Song!"

The sounds from the roadside echoed in Wu Meng's mind. Wu Meng flipped over and jumped into the Qiantang River, quickly swimming to Wu Song's side.

"Brother, I'm here to save you!!"

"Who? Who are you...?"

The river blurred Wu Song's vision, and in his daze, he thought it was his future brother-in-law, Fang La, coming to rescue him.

Wu Meng's strong arms wrapped around Wu Song's shoulders from behind, and the two brothers were slowly moving closer to the magnetic mechanical Gamera amidst the surging tides of the Qiantang River.

Wu Meng's back pressed against the hard "stone bank," and Wu Meng was overjoyed to pull Wu Song ashore. He thought that he and Wu Song had been lucky enough to be swept back to the shore of Hangzhou Bay by the tide.

"Thank you so much, brother, for saving my life!!"

After getting ashore, Wu Song knelt down and bowed to Wu Meng in gratitude.

"Second brother, it's me, Wu Da! Your own elder brother!"

Wu Meng helped Wu Song up with great effort, and Wu Song thought he had misheard.

Wu Song wiped his face, removing the water, and stared intently at Wu Meng.

Wu Song looked at Wu Meng's face, a very familiar face, a face that looked seven or eight parts similar to his own.

"Brother, is it really you?" Wu Song was stunned.

"It's me!!"

"What happened? Brother, why are you like this?"

"No, brother, this is how you should always be!!"

"Ha ha ha!! Heaven has opened its eyes!!"

Wu Song gave Wu Meng a tight one-armed hug, and two tears involuntarily streamed down his face.

Their feet wobbled, and Wu Song and Wu Meng almost fell back into the Qiantang River tide. Then the two brothers realized that they had not returned to the shore of Hangzhou Bay, but had come to the back of the giant turtle.

"Brother, I'm so lucky to have you here today," Wu Song said with a smile, helping the trembling Wu Meng walk toward the Martial God Stele in the center of the tortoise shell.

“Since we’re already here…” Wu Meng said, then followed Wu Song to the Martial God Stele and sat down cross-legged, staring blankly at the stele.

He didn't understand what enlightenment meant; he just stared at the dark Martial God Stele.

Wu Meng's mind was involuntarily drawn to the Martial God Stele, and all his memories from birth to the present appeared before his eyes, scene after scene flowing past him...

He was a good person, a kind person, and a hardworking person, yet he couldn't have a good life or be respected by others. Apart from his younger brother, no one valued him.

What exactly happened?
The magnetic field power appeared on Wu Meng's body, and he independently comprehended a magnetic field martial art unique to him.

What have I been living for all this time?

"If I were just a person, I would have ended it all long ago."

"I'm only alive now because of my younger brother, Wu Song."

“He’s grown up now, he’s become a hero, and I can finally let go of this obsession.”

"Not yet..."

"I still have to help him out..."

"The Divine Skill of Making Wedding Dresses" refers to making wedding dresses for others.

The name of the Magnetic Field Divine Skill came to mind for Wu Meng.

(End of this chapter)