Chapter 379 - 376: So It’s Actually ’Kang Long You Hui

Chapter 379: Chapter 376: So It’s Actually ’Kang Long You Hui

Hearing what Yao Girl said, Feng Hao finally understood.

For Mages, celebrating the New Year was secondary. The real prize was the cultivation opportunity that came with the Magic Tide. That’s why so many students would rush to the Central Square at this time of year.

After all, the Magic Tide emanated from the Origin Node, so the closer you were to it, the sooner you could come into contact with the tide.

Feng Hao had thought the Central Square would be empty during the New Year holiday, but he never expected it to be this crowded.

"Oh well. We’re already here, so there’s nothing to be done about it." Feng Hao shook his head helplessly, letting Yao Girl pull him along.

After weaving through the dense crowd, they finally saw a group of familiar faces: Xiyue Frost, Man Tiaotiao, Zhang Meng and his two followers, Yue Linglong, the Xie Kuangfeng siblings, Dongfang Qi, Nanyuan Xu, and more.

What really threw Feng Hao for a loop was that Man Tiaotiao’s father, Barbarian Three Punches, had also shown up. He’d even brought a beautiful, golden-haired woman who shared a slight resemblance to Man Tiaotiao. ’That has to be her mom,’ Feng Hao thought.

As soon as they arrived, Yao Girl threw herself into Xiyue Frost’s arms. The two sisters chatted and laughed, an enviable sight.

The moment the others saw Feng Hao, all eyes turned to him. Man Tiaotiao was the most brazen of the bunch, swinging a pair of gleaming golden gauntlets. "Hey," she asked haughtily, "what’d you call us all out here for on New Year’s Day?"

"Yeah, Boss. I was supposed to be tutoring the City Lord’s Little Princess," Tu Xiaoshan added, looking just as confused.

Feng Hao chuckled and nodded to everyone in turn, paying special respect to Yue Linglong and the Barbarian Three Punches couple. They were his elders, after all.

"It’s nothing major. I just wanted to celebrate the New Year with everyone and soak in the festive atmosphere," Feng Hao said honestly.

Hearing this, everyone was completely baffled. Xie Xiaoyu, who was standing with her own posse of followers, looked disappointed. "You dragged us all the way out here for *this*? How boring. I’d rather have a showdown with Yao Girl!"

"You brat, what are you doing here?" Xi Yueyao’s temper flared the moment she saw Xie Xiaoyu.

"Tch. If my brother hadn’t dragged me here, I wouldn’t have come," Xie Xiaoyu said, clinging to Xie Kuangfeng’s arm with a haughty pout.

Xie Kuangfeng was mortified. "Xiaoyu, stop causing trouble!" he snapped.

"Hmph!" Xie Xiaoyu huffed and fell silent.

Across from her, Xi Yueyao huffed as well, turning her head away while clutching Xiaohai.

Xiyue Frost shot Yao Girl an exasperated look before turning to Feng Hao in confusion. "You didn’t really bring us all here just for this, did you?"

"Of course not." Feng Hao smiled mysteriously and waved over Zhang Meng’s group. "Fatty, you guys come give me a hand."

"With what?" The three of them jogged over, their eyes filled with curiosity.

Without wasting any words, Feng Hao waved his hand, and a huge pile of fireworks and firecrackers appeared. "Alright, everyone grab some!" he called out, starting to direct them. "Follow my instructions and place them in every corner of the square."

"Huh? Aren’t these Magic Energy Shells?" Li Mufeng picked up a firecracker, utterly dumbfounded. "Boss, you’re not planning to blow up the academy, are you?"

His words sent a shock through the crowd. Everyone stared at Feng Hao in terror, as if he were a mad bomber.

Feng Hao was at a complete loss, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Luckily, there was an expert in the crowd. Otherwise, not even the Yellow River could have washed away the suspicion.

A handsome young man standing next to Li Mufeng stepped forward. It was Li Mufeng’s cousin, Li Haoyang, ranked eighth on the Reconnaissance Department’s Crystal Stele.

Li Haoyang picked up a firecracker and examined it, frowning. "This doesn’t look like a Magic Energy Shell. The Magic Power suppressed inside is minuscule. Even if you detonated all of them, they wouldn’t do much Qi Blood damage."

"If my cousin says so, then it must be fine," Li Mufeng said, nodding in trust.

It was Feng Hao’s first time meeting Li Haoyang, and he couldn’t help his curiosity. "Are you a Mechanic, too?"

Li Haoyang smiled faintly. "I wouldn’t call myself a Mechanic. I just enjoy studying combat machinery like Magic Energy Guns and Magic Energy Cannons in my spare time."

"Sounds like a Mechanic to me," Feng Hao chuckled, then turned to urge Zhang Meng and his friends. "Don’t just stand there. Get a move on and place them."

"You got it!" Zhang Meng was the first to move, grabbing a huge armful of fireworks and dashing into the crowd.

Li Mufeng and Tu Xiaoshan wasted no time either, and they too began setting out the fireworks.

Dongfang Qi and Nanyuan Xu came over to help as well, but Feng Hao quickly stopped them. "You two don’t have to. I’ll let those three handle it."

"It’s no problem. We’re not doing anything else, anyway," Nanyuan Xu said with a smirk, scooping up a large pile of fireworks and getting to work.

In no time, more than half the group had dispersed to help.

Feng Hao used a Listening Stone to direct everyone as they placed the fireworks, all while chatting with the others who had stayed behind.

Seeing that Feng Hao wasn’t busy, Barbarian Three Punches immediately pulled him aside, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Kid, come with me! Help me see how my ’The Proud Dragon Repents’ is coming along. Is there anything I need to improve?"

"..." It took Feng Hao a moment to process that. His lip twitched. "Holy crap, you didn’t actually manage to learn the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, did you?"

"I’ve only just figured out the first stance. I’ve still got a long way to go." Barbarian Three Punches’ eyes were shining. "But I’ve got to say, these Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are the epitome of a hard, aggressive style. It’s definitely a profound martial Secret Technique. The more I study it, the deeper it gets. I’ve only just learned the first stance, and I already feel unstoppable! Even Tiaotiao’s mother couldn’t block it with her strongest defensive Secret Technique."

"Are you kidding me? That actually worked?!" Feng Hao blurted out.

But Barbarian Three Punches eagerly dragged him to an open space and, without another word, began to demonstrate the move.

ROAR—!

The next moment, as Barbarian Three Punches executed a series of grand, sweeping motions, a clear dragon’s roar echoed out. The force of his palm and his martial energy intertwined, actually forming the faint shadow of a dragon.

"Holy shit, that really is ’The Proud Dragon Repents’!" Feng Hao stared, dumbfounded, his mouth twitching uncontrollably.

He hadn’t paid it much mind when Barbarian Three Punches had called the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms a profound martial Secret Technique. But seeing it with his own eyes completely blew his mind. It felt like his entire worldview was crumbling.

"So? How was it? Is it any different from the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms from your hometown?" Barbarian Three Punches asked, finishing his move and looking at Feng Hao with anticipation.

"Well..." Feng Hao was speechless. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to answer, but that he had never seen the *real* Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. At most, he’d only seen the special-effects versions from actors like Huang Rihua, Hu Jun, Li Yapeng, and Hu Ge.

Seeing Feng Hao hesitate, Barbarian Three Punches assumed he’d done it wrong and sighed to himself. ’So there really is a big difference compared to the genuine Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, huh? Sigh... It’s a shame I couldn’t get my hands on a Dragon Soul, otherwise the effect would be even better.’

"Um..." Feng Hao snapped out of his shock, his own eyes now shining. "Actually, Uncle, your ’The Proud Dragon Repents’ is incredible. When you have some free time, could you teach me?"