I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 499 Before the Great Battle Begins

Seeing his earnest move easily neutralized by Wuming, Mu Yingxiong unleashed an even more terrifying aura of absolute sword power.

This aura, besides its original domineering arrogance, also carried a strong sense of resentment.

In contrast, Wuming's aura of heavenly swordsmanship was in no way inferior.

The two swords of Heavenly Annihilation faced off, and their mere aura caused the wind and clouds to change color.

This battle between the two may not only determine a winner, but may also be a fight to the death, and it is even possible that they will perish together.

This is why Wuming was unwilling to fight Mu Yingxiong, but Mu Yingxiong was too stubborn, forcing him to fight.

Just as the two were about to make their move, a figure drifted over and said with a smile, "Gentlemen, this is not the place to fight."

Mu Yingxiong and Wuming both looked at the newcomer.

Dressed in a blue robe, he was otherworldly and refined, like an immortal descending to earth. Who else could he be but Ying Xun?

Ying Xun smiled slightly and said, "The battle between the two swords of Tianjue must be earth-shattering. If you two go all out, not to mention the Zhonghua Pavilion, even the entire Muming Town will be destroyed by the aftershocks of your battle. I don't know how many people will be injured or killed as a result."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wuming's fighting spirit and aura vanished instantly.

Mu Yingxiong sneered, "What do you mean by interfering with the fight between my brother and me?"

In this world, apart from his nameless brother and his beloved wife Xiaoyu, he cared little about the life or death of anyone else.

However, he wanted to fight the strongest Nameless, but Nameless had no will to fight. Even if he forced a fight, he would be hampered and it would be meaningless.

Ying Xun smiled and said, "I presume that you two have both seen the Panic List and know about the Sword Realm."

"good."

"The Sword Realm gathers all the wisdom of swordsmanship from ancient times to the present. Every swordsman wants to see the splendor of the Sword Realm. I have a way to allow you two to have a good fight without harming the innocent, and also to see the Sword Realm."

"Oh, how should we do it?" Mu Yingxiong raised an eyebrow, clearly also showing some interest in the Sword Realm.

"It's very simple. You all participate in my duel with Wu Wudi, and then the five of us combine our strength to open the gate to the Sword Realm."

"Five people?" Wuming asked, his face full of doubt.

“That’s right. Besides you two brothers, Wu Wudi and I, there is also the Sword Saint.”

Wuming nodded and looked at Mu Yingxiong, as if seeking his opinion.

Just then, Mu Yingxiong also looked over at him. The two exchanged a glance and nodded at the same time.

……

Tianshan.

The headquarters of the World Society.

Martial arts practitioners carrying swords and knives frequently ascended the Heavenly Staircase, making the vast Three Schools Campus bustling with activity.

This was arguably the most lively event the World Society had ever held since its founding.

Besides the hundreds of disciples from the World Society maintaining order, there were also many martial arts practitioners sitting at tables to watch the battle. Of course, those who could sit were all highly respected sect leaders and the like; most people had to stand because there were no seats, but they dared not complain in the slightest.

Among these people were prominent figures in the legitimate world, renowned figures in the underworld, and even high-ranking local officials... Even at the peak of the World Society, it might not have been able to gather so many people.

Logically speaking, the gathering of so many diverse characters would often trigger a bloody storm, filled with grudges and feuds.

But today, no one dared to be so tactless. Let alone seeking revenge or fighting, they even lowered their voices when they spoke.

Because today is the day of the decisive battle between the terrified Ying Xun and the invincible warrior Wu Wu.

The martial arts practitioners frequently glanced at the seats on the high platform of the three branch training grounds.

Seated above were many renowned figures, such as Heavenly Sword Nameless, Absolute Sword Mu Yingxiong, the First Evil Emperor of the Demon Blade, Demon Lord Bai Suzhen, Peerless City Lord Mingyue, and the young lady of the World Society, You Ruo, among others. Of course, the three former disciples of the World Society, as well as Xiong Ba, were also present, but the two seats reserved for today's duel were empty.

Ying Xun has not yet arrived.

But Wu Wudi has not yet arrived.

……

At this moment, Ying Xun was in a secret room in the No. 1 Restaurant under Heaven.

The First Building Under Heaven was once destroyed by Wu Wudi, and was later renovated.

At first, Ying Xun was just idly strolling around the No. 1 Restaurant in the world with his children when he accidentally discovered this rather secret room.

The secret chamber was not small, and it contained many martial arts manuals, priceless treasures, and extremely rare medicinal herbs.

Of course, what kept Ying Xun were the three great skills: Wind God Leg, Cloud Dispelling Palm, and Heavenly Frost Fist.

Ying Xun could learn these three martial arts techniques if he wanted, whether by asking Xiong Ba or through Tian Ku. However, since Wu Wudi had not yet arrived, he had nothing to do, so he started studying them.

The pages flipped by quickly. With Ying Xun's current eyesight, he could read an entire page in just a glance or two, without missing a single one.

After reading the manual in a very short time, Ying Xun closed his eyes, and the contents of the manual appeared in his mind.

A short while later, he opened his eyes again and let out a soft breath.

It can be confirmed that the three manuals are genuine. However, if one practices according to them, although one can master the three ultimate skills of frost, cloud, and wind, each skill will have very subtle flaws. If one encounters the true three ultimate skills, one will be countered.

When Xiong Ba first fought Zi Yi Jing Wang to avenge himself, Zi Yi Jing Wang discovered this problem. Therefore, he never used these three martial arts again. Instead, he used them to study and develop a way to counter them, which led to Xiong Ba almost being killed by him in the third battle.

Of course, Ying Xun was unaware of this matter.

More importantly, he is not the Purple-Clad Scripture King. Although these three martial arts have flaws, it is not difficult for him to make up for them with his current cultivation level.

After some deduction, Ying Xun sat cross-legged and began to practice the three unique skills: Heavenly Frost Fist, Cloud Dispelling Palm, and Wind God Leg.

Half an hour later, wisps of cold air filled the air, the temperature in the sealed room plummeted, and frost condensed on the ground.

Besides the frost, a misty aura swirled within the secret chamber, making the entire space hazy and indistinct.

Suddenly, another gust of wind swept in, clearing away the frost and mist.

At the same time, three distinct forces—frost, cloud, and wind—condensed within Ying Xun's body, merging into an even more terrifying energy. The three elements circulated, naturally transforming and endlessly regenerating.

"The Heavenly Frost Fist, Cloud Dispelling Palm, and Wind God Leg are already incredibly powerful, and with the ability to evolve into the Three Qi Return to Origin, they truly deserve to be called a miraculous skill."

These three unique skills originated from Li Jing, the military genius of the Tang Dynasty. Although they appeared earliest in the series, they have never lost their value. In particular, the Cloud-Dispelling Palm followed Bu Jingyun in his conquests and fought against countless powerful enemies.

The Wind God Leg technique was second best, but it still played a significant role in Nie Feng's hands.

As for the Heavenly Frost Fist, it gradually fell out of practice, which became a regrettable thing.

Of course, the effectiveness of a martial art depends on who is using it.

For example, Nie Feng's son, Yi Feng, can be described as a prince of devaluation. The evil weapon in his hands, the Great Evil King, the divine medicine that surpasses even the Dragon Essence, the Reversal of Heaven and Earth, the Wind God Leg, the Evil King's Ten Tribulations, the Formless Breaking Yuan Qi, etc., are all devaluable and completely unworthy of their reputation in the martial arts world.

Suddenly, Ying Xun's expression changed.

"They're here?!"

He had already sensed a powerful aura appearing at the foot of Tianshan Mountain and slowly moving up the mountain.

The aura shone brightly, yet the powerful sword intent within it possessed a vibrant energy, like the rising sun...

"Let me see just how far you've come to understand the way of the sword."

Ying Xun smiled slightly, stood up, and strode towards the third branch school field.

...At the foot of Tianshan Mountain, a figure in black was slowly walking up the mountain.

Many martial arts practitioners accompanied him up the mountain, but none of them recognized his identity.

It wasn't until the figure in black arrived at the Heavenly Steps below the Third Branch School that someone exclaimed in surprise, "One of the Top Ten Martial Artists!"

"He's here!!"

On the high platform of the three branch venues, Wuming seemed to sense something and looked down at the Heavenly Steps. He couldn't help but sigh, "As expected of one of the top ten warriors who could defeat Di Shitian, his powerful and profound aura is probably only comparable to that of the Demon Lord. His strength is probably far above ours."

Mu Yingxiong nodded in agreement without saying anything.

The Sword Saint, standing to the other side of the Nameless One, chuckled softly: "His strength is indeed terrifying, but if we're only judging by swordsmanship this time, he's still lacking..."

However, before the word "far" could be uttered, the Sword Saint's expression suddenly changed.

"No, he's gathering his sword momentum and sword intent!"

Wuming hummed in agreement: "Every step he takes accumulates sword momentum and sword intent, which grow stronger and stronger, even affecting the celestial phenomena."

After speaking, he looked up at the sky. Under the influence of the sword's momentum and intent, the originally clear sky was now filled with large patches of dark clouds, which surged towards the sky above Tianshan like a tide, forming a vortex shape, as black as ink, and blocking out the sun.

"We must get everyone off the field as soon as possible, otherwise, once his sword aura is unleashed, countless people will lose their lives."

Upon hearing Wuming's words, Qin Shuang, the current leader of the World Alliance, immediately ordered the disciples of the World Alliance to disperse the martial arts practitioners present. Although some people obeyed and left, many more were unwilling to leave. They had traveled a long way, and if they left without even seeing Wu Wudi and Ying Xun, wouldn't their trip have been in vain?

"Hmph, so fussy!"

Mu Yingxiong didn't care about the lives of martial arts practitioners, but when he saw the nameless man's expression, he frowned, stood up, and drew his fingers into a sword. The sword intent surged out, and with a casual slash in the air, the incomparably sharp sword energy shattered the ground: "If you don't leave, you die!"

Such a tough stance startled the martial arts practitioners.

Then, a nameless rage arose.

Many of them were leaders of major sects or clans, and naturally could not accept being bossed around.

For a moment, chaos erupted at the three school playgrounds.

And on the Heavenly Stairs, similar changes also occurred.

As Wu Wudi's accumulated sword intent and sword momentum grew stronger, the people in the martial arts world who accompanied him noticed that both the sword in his hand and the sword energy within his body were out of control.

It was as if... both the sword and the sword energy were terrified of that dark figure.

In reality, more accurately, it was the fear of the terrifying sword intent that Wu Wudi had accumulated, an intent that could change the very fabric of the world.

Suddenly, a beam of white light emanated from Wu Wudi's body.

This is not ordinary white light, but white sword light formed by sword energy.

The moment it left its body, it transformed into a terrifying being in the world.

Wherever the sword light passed, the Heavenly Steps shattered one after another, and dust flew everywhere. The martial artists who stood in front of the sword light didn't even have time to scream before they suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

One sword light after another emanated from Wu Wudi's body, surging and slashing in all directions. Whatever stood in the way of the sword light was doomed to die, utterly powerless to resist.

"Escape!"

"Run away!!"

Those martial arts practitioners who had not yet arrived at the three branch campuses all used their lightness skills to flee in panic.

Wu Wudi continued to walk with difficulty, step by step ascending the Heavenly Staircase.

From beginning to end, he didn't even glance at these martial arts practitioners.

Wu Wudi was panting heavily, his steps were unusually heavy, as if each step exhausted all his strength.

More and more sword energy and light swords emanated from his body, making him look like a ball of light.

The ball of light did not move further up the steps, but instead shot towards the sky and disappeared from everyone's sight.

……

On the third training ground, Ying Xun had arrived.

Looking at the chaotic training ground, he asked a few simple questions, then waved his hand, indicating that those who wanted to stay could stay, and those who wanted to leave could leave.

After all, Wuming had already explained the dangers to everyone. Good advice was useless to persuade this damned man; his life and death were in his own hands.

As the arena gradually quieted down, Ying Xun stopped paying attention to the martial arts figures, sat down in his chair, closed his eyes to rest, and waited for Wu Wudi to arrive.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Suddenly.

When he opened his eyes, it was as if two divine lights exploded out.

Wu Wudi is here!

Suddenly, a beam of light pierced through the dark clouds in the sky and shone directly onto the Third Branch School field.

The light did not bring any warmth; instead, it was chilling and piercing, as if one had fallen into an abyss.

Because this was a sword light, a sharp and terrifying sword light that seemed capable of annihilating heaven and earth.

"Ying Xun, I've arrived."

Wu Wudi slowly descended from the sky, like a war god descending to earth.

In an instant, countless eyes were drawn to him.

His expression was calm and composed, and his clothes fluttered, making him look light and airy, as if he had no weight.

"Ying Xun, I only have one sword today. If you can withstand it, you will win."

Amidst the intense attention of the crowd, Wu Wudi took a step forward, and with that step, a series of sword cries immediately resounded throughout the arena, rising and falling like waves.

At the same time, a sword light that reached the heavens and the earth burst forth from his body, soaring straight into the sky, as if creating the world.

"Today, do you intend to settle this with a sword?"

"Indeed, today I will defeat you with my sword!"

"You're really quite arrogant. Since you only have one sword, I'll only use one sword today. We'll decide the winner with one strike."

"Life and death... each is left to fate."

Upon hearing these four words, Ying Xun was momentarily stunned.

Is Wu Wudi going to decide not only who is superior, but also who lives or dies?
The instant this thought arose, he understood why Wu Wudi had said that life and death were left to fate, because Wu Wudi could not control the sword he was about to strike.

It's clear that Wu Wudi's upcoming sword strike is very powerful.

In terms of sword intent and sword momentum alone, it is no weaker than the Sword Twenty-Three that Ying Xun saw in the Nine Void Boundless or Heavenly Cry.

Moreover, its sword intent is indeed similar to that of the Heaven-Shattering Sword Twenty-Three, both representing endless death and killing intent.

"He's determined to decide the victor, and it'll be a matter of life and death. Brother, are you confident you can win?"

Hearing Wuming's worried question, Ying Xun smiled and nodded, then looked down at Wu Wudi: "I don't believe in fate, I only believe... my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens!"

(End of this chapter)