Long River Eternity

After hearing this, Feng Hao turned around and looked at Lin Ding, his eyes flashing with anticipation.

Lin Ding smiled slightly, his tone warm, "It's too noisy here, and it's getting late. Tomorrow I'll take you to the wild, and we'll see how strong you are."

"That's great!" Feng Hao shouted excitedly, with a bright smile on his face.

"Then go to bed early, Reporter Chu. It's getting late, so let's spend the night here. There are plenty of rooms, just pick one. Do you want to go together tomorrow?" Lin Ding suggested.

"Of course!" Chu Tianxiao's eyes sparkled as he agreed without hesitation. He had originally been thinking about how to get Lin Ding to take him with him, and now that Lin Ding had taken the initiative, he naturally wouldn't refuse.

However, Lin Ding had his own reasons for calling Chu Tianxiao along. On the one hand, ever since he learned of Feng Hao's background, he had been obsessed with helping Feng Hao find his biological parents. Having Chu Tianxiao interview Feng Hao and leveraging his reputation as a genius to raise his profile would undoubtedly increase the chances of Feng Hao's parents seeing him, a far more reliable method than searching for a needle in a haystack.

On the other hand, Lin Ding really wanted Chu Tianxiao to join his team. After spending the past few days together, his trust in Chu Tianxiao gradually deepened. Chu Tianxiao's quick thinking and professional habits as a journalist made him observe everything around him carefully, which would be of great benefit to their team.

As for strength, they currently have the support of big men like Yang An, Yang Nian, and Zhan Tianqiong. Whether it's cultivation resources or techniques, they have ways to obtain them. Chu Tianxiao follows them, so strength is naturally not a problem.

The next morning, Lin Ding got up and walked into the living room. What caught his eye was a table full of sumptuous breakfast. Feng Hao was walking out of the kitchen with a pot of steaming porridge.

"Brother Lin, come and have breakfast!" Feng Hao shouted excitedly.

Lin Ding asked in surprise: "You did all this? Can you cook?"

"Before, when my parents were working, I had to cook for myself at home. And most of the food was brought back by you and Sister Xianxian yesterday. I just heated it up briefly." Feng Hao replied.

At this time, Liu Xianxian also walked downstairs. Seeing the table full of delicious food, she quickly walked over to Feng Hao and said in surprise, "Wow! Did Xiaohao make this? It's amazing! He can actually cook!"

Feng Hao was a little shy and whispered, "Well, I don't know if you like it or not. Sister Xianxian, come and try it."

Liu Xianxian sat down, picked up a piece of scrambled eggs and took a bite, then excitedly called out to Lin Ding: "Lin Ding, come quickly, Xiao Hao's cooking is delicious, come and try it!"

Lin Ding sat next to Liu Xianxian, tasted Feng Hao's cooking, and couldn't help nodding and praising him repeatedly.

Faced with the two's praise, Feng Hao was so happy that he almost jumped up: "I'll go wake up the big guy and the reporter brother, you guys eat first!"

Not long after, the five of them sat around the dining table, enjoying the breakfast made by Feng Hao himself. They nodded frequently, and Wei Wu yawned and said, "I didn't expect the little brat to have such cooking skills. What a treat!"

"Just be satisfied if I cook a meal for you occasionally. Xiao Hao is so young. Do you expect him to cook for you every day?" Liu Xianxian said dissatisfiedly.

"You will grow up eventually. There is still a long way to go." Wei Wu responded with a wicked smile.

"You are absolutely amazing." Lin Ding shook his head helplessly.

Chu Tianxiao wrote another entry in his notebook: "Not only does this little genius have a talent for cultivation far beyond that of ordinary people, his cooking skills are also excellent." The notebook was densely filled with praise, as if he wanted to praise Feng Hao to the skies.

After finishing breakfast quickly, they arrived at the gate of the community. Since there were so many people, one taxi wouldn't fit them all. Since there wasn't any rush, they decided to take a bus to the border.

There was a bus stop right at the entrance of the community. Chu Tianxiao studied the route carefully and found that the route closest to the border was to the North District. It happened that they had not been to the North District yet, so everyone agreed to set out from the North Gate and head into the wild.

The bus was much slower than a taxi, stopping and starting along the way. After nearly an hour, everyone got off at the last stop. After walking for another ten minutes, they finally walked out of the north gate and into the vast wilderness.

This was a plain with an unobstructed view. If they made too much noise, it would be like a public performance. Therefore, they had to cross the plain and go to the woods on the opposite side.

In the middle of the woods, Lin Ding stopped and said with a smile, "We're almost there. Let's do it here. Xiaohao, show us your strength."

"Okay!" Feng Hao's eyes flashed with excitement.

Chu Tianxiao, standing beside him, was equally excited, finally getting to witness this genius's strength firsthand. Wei Wu and Liu Xianxian were also filled with anticipation.

Feng Hao exerted all his strength, and the Heavenly Eye and the lines reappeared, radiating light. After two days of consolidation, his control over this extreme state was significantly more proficient.

As the mud under his feet splashed, Feng Hao shot towards Lin Ding like a meteor. Lin Ding did not hesitate. He raised his palms, crossed them in front of him, and met Feng Hao's attack.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, Lin Ding was knocked back by the blow, and his feet left two deep marks five or six meters long on the ground. He stopped only after he heavily crashed into a big tree behind him that was hugged by two people.

After hearing a few "crack, crack..." sounds, the big tree behind him was broken by Lin Ding and fell backwards.

"Hiss..." A sound of people gasping for air was heard. Wei Wu and the others were all surprised by the power of Feng Hao's punch. Even Lin Ding himself felt incredible.

Lin Ding's physical body crushed Yuheng Realm monsters, his cultivation level overwhelmed Tianquan Realm cultivators, and ordinary Yaoguang Realm cultivators could be suppressed by Lin Ding with just a wave of his hand. Yet, Feng Hao, despite Lin Ding's full preparation, repelled them several meters. No one would believe it if he told anyone else.

Soon, the surprise on Lin Ding's face turned into joy, and he said to Feng Hao, "Come again! Let's see how long you can last in this extreme state."

"Okay!" Feng Hao said excitedly, and then rushed towards Lin Ding again. Although he was still young, after watching Lin Ding and Wei Wu fight several times, he relied on his extraordinary talent to learn boxing and kicking kung fu in a very good manner, and continued to attack Lin Ding.

Lin Ding calmly blocked every attack, while feeling the power and speed of Feng Hao's every blow, constantly correcting his shortcomings in attack.

Following Lin Ding's guidance, Feng Hao's attacks became more and more methodical, combining punches and kicks, advancing and retreating with measured precision. Both of them seemed to have entered a state of ecstasy. The only sound in the forest was the clashing of fists and palms.

Chu Tianxiao watched from the side with increasing excitement, constantly recording the scenes of the two with his camera: "Is this the kind of attack an eight-year-old can pull off? No wonder you said I can't beat him. Forget about the Yaoguang Realm, I don't think even the Kaiyang Realm can be his match."

"Of course!" Liu Xianxian said proudly, "Our Xiaohao's talent is definitely one of the best in Jiuzhou."

"Yes, but Lin Ding's talent is also terrifyingly strong. He can defeat a veteran Tianquan realm expert at the age of 18. I wonder which of them has stronger talent." Chu Tian smiled and sighed.

"This..." Liu Xianxian showed an embarrassed expression and was a little unsure about what to say.

"That must be Lin Ding. It's not a matter of talent anymore. His cultivation speed is like cheating. Don't forget that he was a loser who could hardly practice a dozen days ago." Wei Wu leaned against a big tree and said in a deep voice.

After Wei Wu's reminder, Chu Tianxiao remembered that Lin Ding had said before that he had just received the inheritance of the God's Messenger. Now he looked at Lin Ding with even more admiration.

Half an hour passed, and the sound of fists and feet colliding still did not stop. Feng Hao's punches became faster and faster, and his attacks became more and more fierce. Even faint lines appeared on his left hand.

After Lin Ding received Feng Hao's punch, he retreated several meters and said, "Okay, let's stop here for today. We've been attacking with all our might for over half an hour. That's pretty good. Let's take a break."

"Okay." Feng Hao stood there sweating profusely and responded breathlessly.

Liu Xianxian walked forward quickly, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off Feng Hao's face, praising him at the same time: "Xiao Hao is really amazing, even better than me."

"Thank you, Sister Xianxian." Feng Hao looked up at Liu Xianxian and smiled happily, "If Brother Lin is not around in the future, I will be able to protect you."

Liu Xianxian was startled when she heard this, as if her soul was throbbing for a moment, but it soon disappeared. Then she touched Feng Hao's head with emotion and said, "How good!"

At this time, Lin Ding raised his hand and raised his finger towards Wei Wu, and said with a smile: "Come on, it's been a long time since we last had a fight."

"Yes, I didn't dare to use force when sparring with you in school before, for fear of hurting you. Now I can finally let go and have a good fight." Wei Wu came to the opposite of Lin Ding and said with a smile.

While still at Nanshan Academy, although Lin Ding was unable to practice martial arts, he was a very quick learner of boxing and kicking techniques. Just by watching his teacher perform once, he could learn the moves with flying colors. However, Wei Wu preferred straightforward techniques and did not pursue complex variations. Thus, the two of them enjoyed sparring and comparing their skills from a young age.

Later, as the gap between their cultivation levels widened, sparring became meaningless, and Wei Wu would often inadvertently injure Lin Ding, so their sparring became less and less frequent. Only before each exam would Wei Wu ask Lin Ding for advice.

The two stood facing each other, smiling at each other, as if they were back in their childhood.

An autumn wind blew, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground and blowing down the dead leaves on the trees. When the wind passed and the last dead leaf fell to the ground, the two men exerted force with their legs, leaving a pit under their feet, and rushed towards each other at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, the two fists collided with each other, and there was a loud "bang". The sound was several times louder than the first punch Feng Hao had just thrown with all his strength. The fierce wind from the fist blew away all the fallen leaves within a ten-meter radius centered on the two of them.