Chapter 135: Meng Huaifeng Battles Yan
In Science Side combat, the first step is often Information Warfare.
Yan activated Eye of Insight, intending to forcibly probe Meng Huaifeng’s strength, abilities, and weaknesses.
Although she was stopped by Meng Huaifeng last time, Yan did not believe she could not break through Meng Huaifeng’s Information Blockade; she only stopped voluntarily because she did not want to antagonize him.
There is not much Dark Plane information about Meng Huaifeng in this universe, but the human body itself corresponds to a Dark Plane, containing a person’s vast majority of dark information.
However, compared to reading unclaimed dark information in the surrounding environment, reading claimed information is more troublesome and will be detected or even discovered.
In the cognition of other universes, the Dark Plane corresponding to the human body might be called soul, Spirit Body, or the like.
After dealing with Huanlong, Meng Huaifeng encrypted his own information and set up a Firewall. Even if Meng Huaifeng did nothing, it would be very difficult for Yan to read his information.
Meng Huaifeng sensed Yan’s information invasion of him, feeling like how Silver Wolf described her past self.
A rookie wielding a powerful software standard template to show off, at best just more proficient in control—after all, Yan had used this software for several thousand years.
But beyond the software’s own program, there was nothing at all.
Then, let’s execute the methods Silver Wolf used against me once over.
Now, I am Silver Wolf!
Meng Huaifeng’s mouth carried an irrepressible smile.
Sending false information directly would be too fake. Establish a double-layer Firewall, place false information between the two layers of Firewalls, and have the outermost Firewall gradually disintegrate, creating the illusion of being breached.
After setting up defenses, Meng Huaifeng also began probing Yan’s information.
As soon as he invaded, Meng Huaifeng frowned—the Firewall protecting Yan’s information was too strong, not something Yan’s own abilities could create.
Unlike the Cultivation Side where great power returns to oneself, on the Science Side, once technology breaks through—as long as it is not limited by resources—it can benefit everyone.
So, this is the entire Angel Civilization’s information protection network?
Although it is certainly not as strong as the Firewall of the Angel Civilization’s most important parts, breaking through this Firewall and probing Yan’s information means he could probe most of the Angel Civilization’s information.
Meng Huaifeng was full of energy, fully focused on breaking through the Firewall on Yan.
Unfortunately, Meng Huaifeng’s learning time is still short. Although relying on his own talent and Martial Spirit characteristics, he quickly reached 30-40% of Silver Wolf’s proficiency, this skill progresses slower the further along it goes.
Although Meng Huaifeng could not break through the Angel Network, this round of network offensive battle still benefited him greatly.
He could not even succeed in invading, let alone do so silently. Yan had long received a warning that dark information was being invaded.
The true master of the Angel Network also noticed the situation here—after all, how long had it been since anyone dared to invade the Angels’ network?
Yan was full of confidence in the Angel Network’s defenses, directly ignoring Meng Huaifeng’s invasion, increasing computing power to invade Meng Huaifeng’s dark information—she was about to break through!
“What are those two doing? Just stab with a spear already.” A Xing looked at the two staring wide-eyed at each other, somewhat impatiently saying.
“A Xing, you brute, what do you know? According to the Xianzhou novels, they must be engaging in a mental level confrontation! This is an ability only top experts have in duels.” March 7th said disdainfully.
“Real or fake? I’m stronger than Huai Feng, why haven’t I experienced this?” A Xing looked at Welt somewhat disbelievingly.
Welt pondered slightly and said: “Strictly speaking, Little March is not wrong.”
Getting Welt’s affirmation, March 7th was smug, while A Xing fell into thought.
Golden light suddenly burst from Yan’s eyes, and the Flame Sword burned with raging flames as she dove toward Meng Huaifeng.
“Flame Judgment!”
A massive flame blade swept out, with Yan herself following closely behind.
Meng Huaifeng abandoned invading the Angel Network, Phantom Spear appearing in his hand. He deflected the flame blade to create a gap, then blocked Yan’s Flame Sword.
Raging flames passed by both sides of Meng Huaifeng’s body. As he progressed further on the Pioneer Destiny, the Pioneer’s blessing grew stronger—the scorching temperature only made Meng Huaifeng feel slightly warm.
Yan flapped her wings back into the air. That previous attack was just a greeting, or rather, a declaration that the Information Warfare was over and the next phase should begin.
“Tsk tsk, originally a martial arts prodigy, but inexplicably lost all cultivation, then fiancée came to break off the engagement. Later obtained Flame Splitting Wave Spear Technique after much hardship, finally regained face, then joined the Stellar Train passing by your planet—quite inspirational. But also pretty miserable. Want sister to comfort you?” Yan teased.
“That’s all in the past; I don’t need anyone’s comfort.” Meng Huaifeng said with a tense face.
“Who is she talking about?” March 7th asked quietly.
“No idea, but the plot feels familiar.” A Xing scratched her head. Have I experienced this Virtual Illusion?
“Well then, kid, are you ready to get beaten? Your weaknesses are crystal clear in sister’s eyes.” Yan said arrogantly.
Based on the information probed by Eye of Insight, calculating and deducing her marksmanship moves, body habits, human body weaknesses, etc., one can find the most difficult-to-defend point in each move and style—that is, the weakness. Targeted attacks would leave her utterly powerless.
If sufficient computing power support is obtained, it can even predict… more accurately, deduce a few seconds into the future!
“Don’t get too smug too soon; watch out for losing face later.” Meng Huaifeng reminded friendly.
“Looks like you won’t shed tears without seeing the coffin. Remember to call out ‘good sister’ when you can’t hold on, and sister will stop.” Yan said.
“Come on.”
Meng Huaifeng swung his spear, stomped his foot, and charged toward Yan in the air.
“Flame Splitting Wave Spear three forms, onward without retreat.”
Yan had already calculated the weakness of Meng Huaifeng using this move—a glaring red dot appeared in Yan’s eyes.
Apart from several ultimates released via Technological Means, Yan’s close-combat skills were also supremely proficient, all accumulated from over seven thousand years of life-and-death battles.
Yan slightly sidestepped, casually thrusting her sword at the red dot.
However, apart from the human body’s inherent weaknesses, the moves were fake, the habits were fake, so the weaknesses were naturally fake too.
Meng Huaifeng quickly changed moves, shaking his spear and unceremoniously whipping it across Yan’s slender waist.
“Boom!”
Yan crashed into the Moon’s surface like a Meteorite falling, leaving a dozens-of-meters Meteorite crater.
“No, what’s going on?”
Yan quickly flew out from the pit, bewildered. Eye of Insight combined with weakness deduction attacks had always been invincible— this was the first time encountering such a situation.
“Again!” Yan said somewhat unwilling to believe it, mainly because her pride couldn’t take it; she wanted to prove herself.
“Flame Splitting Wave Spear six forms, wind-fixing wave.”
Countless spear flowers bloomed before Yan. This time Yan got completely serious, her figure changing rapidly, leaving afterimages, making it hard for Meng Huaifeng to predict her movements. At what she thought was the best opportunity, she slashed at extreme speed toward Meng Huaifeng’s weakness.
A move change not predicted by the Gene Engine was once again executed in Meng Huaifeng’s hands, as if prepared long in advance. The spear tip poked at Yan’s Armor.
The blade-forged Weapon was indeed powerful, easily piercing Yan’s Armor. Meng Huaifeng quickly retracted force; Yan flew backward, traces of blood flowing, but merely a light injury.
What a sharp Weapon, comparable to Ansu Silver Weapon. Yan secretly rejoiced it wasn’t a God-Slaying Weapon targeting genes—this injury could recover quickly.
After two consecutive setbacks, Yan had to use her brain full of martial prowess to think about what was going on.
Meng Huaifeng was also proficient in computer technology with impressive means, but under the Angel Network’s protection, he could not probe her information.
Could he have guessed the methods I would use, and since he couldn’t analyze me, analyzed himself instead?
Then deduced my possible attacks based on his own weaknesses and prepared countermeasures in advance?
For Yan’s brain to think of this possibility was already impressive. She felt she was worthy of being an Angel combining beauty and wisdom, figuring out the issue so quickly.
She never doubted the accuracy of Eye of Insight at all.
As such, the weaknesses deduced by the engine were meaningless. It seemed a head-on clash was needed.
However, this was exactly what she, as a combat Angel, excelled at!
“Sister was careless before and admits you’re impressive, but the real battle is just beginning.” Yan declared.
“Thunderous Might!”
Yan’s Flame Sword pointed to the sky, rolling thunder beginning to brew.
This was also a weakness of the Science Side—power indeed astonishing, but often requiring advance preparation.
Meng Huaifeng would not obediently wait for the thunder to fully brew and strike him.
“Flame Splitting Wave Spear final form, Flame Splitting Wave!”
Meng Huaifeng swung the Phantom Spear, editing it. The spear body instantly became over a hundred meters, with flame and wave special effects, sweeping away the thunderclouds and smashing down toward Yan.
With Meng Huaifeng’s current Aether Editing technology, he was basically passing in network information aspects, but in rewriting reality, he had only just entered the door—could only slightly rewrite reality, like editing an ID Card or Bank Card, not yet fully applicable to combat.
But with Phantom Spear, it was different. It existed between illusion and reality; the illusory world was managed by Aether Editing and could be easily rewritten, then turned real, allowing Meng Huaifeng to experience applying Aether Editing to combat in advance via it.
Thunderclouds dispersed, Yan could only use Flame Sword to draw down the remaining thunder, Gene Engine driving her to meet Meng Huaifeng’s attack.
Flame Sword contacted Phantom Spear but passed right through, as if nothing was there.
“Fake? Phantom?”
As soon as this thought emerged in Yan, the massive Phantom Spear that passed through Flame Sword instantly turned from virtual to real, heavily smashing her shoulder.
Yan was smashed into the Moon’s surface by one spear, extremely disheveled.
“What method is this again? Eye of Insight didn’t see it in the information?” Yan’s face sank, brows tightly furrowed, now thoroughly angered.
She represented the Known Universe’s highest civilization, Angel Civilization, yet was beaten so miserably by a kid from an Unknown Universe.
False Flame Splitting Wave moves existed in the information seen by Eye of Insight, but no method of turning real to virtual then virtual to real.
The hundred-meter spear body disappeared, returning to original form.
Aether Editing rewriting reality was completely different from Welt’s Power of the Herrscher. Welt needed to understand his creation’s structure and even principles, while Aether Editing did not.
Aether Editing did not require understanding how something was made or operated—just keep adding code and settings. The more reasonable the settings, the more conforming to reality, the less energy consumed, and the longer it could be maintained in reality.
The more outrageous the settings, the easier reality would repair it after rewriting, requiring more Imaginary Energy. If Aether Editing technology was strong enough, consumption could be reduced; some not-too-outrageous settings could exist in reality forever.
To maintain the previous hundred-meter spear body without reality repairing it, Meng Huaifeng had to continuously consume Imaginary Energy, so after one strike, he let it return to original.
Meng Huaifeng warped to Yan’s side, no longer using improvised Flame Splitting Wave Spear. Yunqi Spear Technique unfolded, continuously attacking Yan.
Trick methods only work the first time; using them again would be useless. Next was true blade-and-spear combat.
Yan used Sword Technique to fight Meng Huaifeng, but was tied down. Facing his attacks, she could only dodge, not block—yet often blocking was optimal, even creating offensive opportunities. Dodging was more laborious and disheveled.
This was marksmanship not in the information!
Yan suddenly realized—the information seen by her Eye of Insight was fake!
From the distant Angel Nebula, Kaisa seated on the Throne gently shook her head. This silly girl finally came around.
Too much reliance on martial force made her brain, unused for so long, nearly rigid.
This kid’s Weapon seems like Death God’s Phantom Body—not sure if it can harm him.
Kaisa watched Yan’s battle while idly thinking.
“Yunqi Spear Technique, piercing wind!”
Yan dodged.
Meng Huaifeng shook his spear, the spear body turning dragon-shaped, winding toward Yan and completely surrounding her.
Yan’s wings flapped, flying to the sky; the dragon head pursued relentlessly, soaring upward.
Martial Spirit Mobile Phone floated before Meng Huaifeng, snapping a photo toward Yan in the sky.
Yan uncontrollably turned, made a heart gesture, and playfully closed one eye.
The dragon spear bit Yan, heavily slamming her to the Ground.
A photograph drifted down, rating 96. Meng Huaifeng casually pocketed it.
Phantom Spear returned to original, Meng Huaifeng pointing the spear tip at Yan’s throat, saying: “You lose.”
Yan’s expression changed, and after a while, she finally sighed: “You win. Kid strikes really hard—doesn’t know to show mercy to a goddess like sister.”
In other worlds, someone might say Meng Huaifeng’s use of divine weapons made it an unfair victory, but in this world, technology and external objects are part of strength. If truly stripping both sides of externals, Yan would only fare worse.
“I see no goddess in my eyes, only an opponent.” Meng Huaifeng stowed Phantom Spear.
“You’ll never find a girlfriend like this.” Yan was still somewhat unwilling: “Don’t get cocky just because you won—sister has many methods left unused, and didn’t even apply to Queen for computing power boost.”
Many high-power methods have extremely long wind-ups, generally useful for area clears or team collaborations where enemies are held—hard to use in evenly matched one-on-one, like Yan and Ato’s battle in the original script.
Computing power support could indeed substantially enhance these science gods’ strength.
But Yan felt requesting external aid would make victory unfair, so she had not applied yet.
“I’m still young. Yan sis, you don’t have a boyfriend; why should I rush?” Meng Huaifeng smiled.
Besides, it’s not just you with unused methods—I have ultimates too, of course, not Aha’s messy blessings.
Yan should be a Third Generation Super Soldier at this time; I remembered wrong before, now corrected.
