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Uncle Fu threw a punch, and unexpectedly, an illusion appeared behind him. A heavy, inexplicable pressure descended, making it difficult for Lufan to move, and he was filled with extraordinary shock.
What is this? An illusion? Mental interference with reality? Or a spatial spell?
Various guesses flashed through Lufan's mind in an instant, but he couldn't grasp it. Moreover, Uncle Fu's overwhelming punch was already approaching, leaving him no time to think further.
With his body immobilized and unable to dodge, Lufan could only brace himself to take Uncle Fu's strike head-on.
Taking a deep breath, he steadied his legs in a horse stance, grounding himself. Lufan gathered all his strength and slowly prepared to unleash a palm strike.
The ultimate palm technique: the Mount Sumeru Palm!
The Mount Sumeru Palm is an extremely powerful technique; each strike requires considerable buildup, yet every blow is astonishingly potent, making it perfect for this slow-paced confrontation.
Shaking the Mountain VS Mount Sumeru!
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the heavy forces of the punch and palm collided.
Boom!
A muffled thunder-like sound erupted as the ground shook. Some small flower pots at the entrance jumped twice, and where their fists met, the air exploded with a shockwave that stung people's faces.
The onlookers felt as if their hearts had been struck hard, leaving them breathless.
As the fist and palm met, there was only a brief pause before Uncle Fu's fist surged forward like a collapsing mountain, unyielding and pressing down on Lufan, completely unresistable.
Although he was using the Mount Sumeru Palm, Lufan felt that Uncle Fu's fist resembled a true giant mountain—immovable and immensely heavy. In this exchange, he found himself completely suppressed.
He could feel that Uncle Fu was using strength within the second-tier realm, but somehow, the power of this punch was vastly different from before, with a significant gap.
More importantly, his body felt extremely heavy. This was not due to instinctive fear, but a genuine change, as if the gravity in this area had suddenly increased significantly.
After taking that punch, Lufan was almost lifted off the ground by pure force, staggering backward repeatedly. After much effort, he finally managed to stop, but he had already retreated over ten steps, leaving numerous footprints on the ground, and his shoes were in tatters.
During the retreat, Lufan kept his eyes fixed on the illusory mountains and rivers behind Uncle Fu, trying to determine whether it was an illusion or not.
After the punch, Uncle Fu did not strike again; instead, he withdrew his fist and stood tall, retracting his aura. As he did so, the mountains and rivers behind him vanished, and he transformed back into an ordinary old man.
However, it was clear that everyone present would not truly regard him as an ordinary old man.
At this moment, Lufan's appearance was disheveled; his clothes and shoes were ragged. Aside from being clean, he looked no better than a beggar.
Yet Lufan paid no mind to this; he simply asked Uncle Fu incredulously in a low voice, "What was that?"
"As you can see, that is 'force.' To be precise, it is my 'force,' which I call 'Suppressing Mountains and Rivers.'"
"I still cannot understand."
"You cannot understand because you do not believe. Of course, you cannot comprehend things you do not believe in," Mr. said suddenly from the side.
Do I not believe? Lufan silently mulled over this statement in his heart. Suddenly inspired, he respectfully said to Mr., "I would appreciate your guidance."
"Alright, now that the fighting is over, let's return to the courtyard and discuss further."
Thus, everyone returned to the courtyard. As for Duanmu Xue and the others, they were left in shock and confusion throughout the entire encounter.
They were both shocked by the strength of the two individuals and puzzled by what Lufan was questioning. They had also witnessed Uncle Fu's unusual display earlier, but they accepted it as a matter of course, feeling that there was nothing strange about it.
Uncle Fu was so powerful; it seemed only natural that he could achieve such feats.
However, Lufan felt differently. How could a person remain completely still and yet influence the changes in the surrounding space? It simply made no sense. Filled with confusion, he couldn't wait to ask his teacher for clarification as soon as he sat down.
Yet, the teacher countered with a question: "Why can't it be so?"
Lufan was momentarily speechless. What could he say? It was unscientific, it violated the laws of physics, it was idealism?
Come on, this was a world where cultivation was possible; if cultivation could happen and even crossing over was a reality, what else was impossible?
Realizing this, Lufan seemed to come to a sudden understanding of where his problem lay.
"It seems you have finally noticed," the teacher said when he saw Lufan at a loss for words.
Lufan fell silent and struggled to say, "But it still doesn't make sense, does it?"
"No, it makes sense! You don't believe it simply because it doesn't align with your understanding; it's beyond your comprehension, which is why you can't accept it."
The teacher's words struck Lufan like a wake-up call.
As the teacher had pointed out, he didn't believe it.
Having experienced crossing over and with a mind full of secret manuals—having even practiced these things—Lufan thought his worldview had completely changed. However, it seemed that wasn't the case after all.
At least his perspective on this world hadn't changed. In other words, as someone who grew up under the influence of scientific thought, he still believed that this world was materialistic.
This is the concept that Lufan has accepted since his birth, and all his subsequent logical thinking has derived from this foundation.
The world exists prior to consciousness, determining consciousness; consciousness cannot determine matter.
Even though he later began to cultivate and experienced various incredible events, none of these exceeded his understanding. In simple terms, it was just the transformation of matter into energy.
On the contrary, this further solidified his worldview, leading him to believe that everything could be explained by science.
Therefore, when he saw Uncle Fu conjure a range of mountains out of thin air and alter the surrounding gravity, he felt astonished and unable to comprehend it because it subverted his worldview.
If it were someone else, they might not have the same inner conflict as Lufan. In novels, those who traverse to another world almost accept everything without hesitation.
But Lufan could not do that. As someone from another world, his thinking had already solidified and was not easily changed. Even when faced with undeniable facts, he still found it hard to believe.
It's like in real life; if someone suddenly told you, "I can control you with my mind; everything you've done has been manipulated by me," what would your reaction be? You would probably first disbelieve them and then want to throw a brick at their face.
So even if his subconscious told Lufan that facts speak louder than words, rationally and logically, he still couldn't convince himself because acknowledging it would mean that everything he previously believed would undergo earth-shattering changes, and the world would no longer be the one he once knew.
Seeing Lufan lost in thought, his face displaying signs of struggle, the gentleman did not disturb him but waited quietly.
After a long time, Lufan finally exhaled deeply, revealing determination on his face.
“May I ask, sir, what is reality?”
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