Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 389 Things Don't Go My Way (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking further subscriptions!)
At the same time, all the experts who were secretly observing were greatly shocked by this scene, including Emperor Yuanjing in the Hall of Longevity behind them.

When the Battle of Shanhai Pass ended, Wei Yuan and the Da Feng army returned victorious. Because Zhen De was wary of Wei Yuan's military talent and martial arts prowess, she used Emperor Yuan Jing to blackmail Wei Yuan by threatening the life of her empress, Shangguan Xixue (Wei Yuan's childhood sweetheart), forcing him to abandon his cultivation.

Honestly, this kind of plot wouldn't happen to any male protagonist in a light-hearted online novel.

After all, it's easy to see that as long as one's cultivation level remains, there is still the means to resist. But if one gives up martial arts, it's like turning oneself into a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others, and one might not even be able to protect the people one wants to save.

Only a male protagonist in a female-oriented novel who enjoys creating melodramatic and tragic love stories could pull off such an outrageous stunt.

But that's exactly what Wei Yuan did!

Because... he really loves it!

It was because of this incident that the Supervisor, who was the embodiment of the will of Heaven, saw through Wei Yuan's love-struck nature and gave up the idea of ​​cultivating him into a martial god. Instead, he placed his hopes on Xu Qi'an, which led to the story of the Great Feng Night Watchman.

However, although Wei Yuan was a love-struck fool, his talent in martial arts was truly remarkable. Over nearly twenty years, under the very nose of Emperor Yuanjing, he gradually rebuilt his martial arts and returned to the second rank.

Moreover, due to the process of breaking down the old and building up the new, as well as the long period of accumulation, his strength has improved significantly compared to himself twenty years ago.

Without exaggeration, if it weren't for Wu Xian being a bug in the system, and Shen Shu being dismembered and sealed away, Wei Yuan would be the strongest warrior in the entire Nine Provinces right now.

"Pity……"

Wu Xian looked at Wei Yuan, whose aura was becoming increasingly powerful, and a hint of regret appeared on his face.

“If you hadn’t destroyed your martial arts cultivation back then, the Great Feng might already have a first-rank martial artist by now.”

Upon hearing this, Wei Yuan's eyes dimmed slightly, but then became firm again. He looked at Wu Xian and said, "With me here today, you cannot kill Yuan Jing."

"What a coincidence, the Imperial Advisor just said the same thing."

Wu Xian grinned, and then, under Wei Yuan's astonished gaze, he flipped his hand and stuck the blood-stained knife into the ground. He shook his neck, his knuckles cracking.

"Considering the kindness Wei Gong has shown me in the past, I won't try to take advantage of you with weapons. This time, let's have a real fight, a true battle between men!"

After saying this, Wu Xian suddenly paused, then said embarrassedly:

"I almost forgot, you're not a complete man yet. Should I take back what I just said and say it again?"

pat!

Wei Yuan's temple throbbed with anger; even with his strong temperament, he couldn't help but feel a surge of rage.

With a bang, his figure vanished, reappearing in front of Wu Xian like a ghost, and then began the close-quarters combat that martial artists excel at.

Feet, knees, shoulders, back, elbows, palms, fists, fingers...

At this moment, Wei Yuan seemed to transform into a human weapon, every part of his body like a sword drawn from its sheath, brimming with killing intent.

Each attack possessed the power to split mountains and shatter rocks, and its angles were cunning and ruthless, flowing endlessly like a surging river. Even with Wu Xian's dynamic vision, he could only see blurry afterimages for a time.

Unlike other cultivation systems, martial artists only cultivate themselves, abandoning all fancy techniques and pursuing the ultimate violence. Once someone gets close to them, even a superhuman expert of the same rank has a very high chance of being taken away in one fell swoop.

Therefore, there is also a saying that only martial artists can fight against other martial artists within the same realm, and this saying is even more authoritative after reaching the extraordinary realm.

Now, Wei Yuan is a second-rank martial artist. Although he has not reached the peak, the foundation he gained from breaking through and rebuilding, along with his rich combat experience, makes him no less than any second-rank peak martial artist.

If she were to face any other third-rank warrior, such as Zhenbei Wang, another alter ego of Joan of Arc, she would likely be forced to take the beating, struggling to hold on with her immortal body, but having little chance of repelling the attack.

But Wu Xian was different. After receiving the gift from Wu Xian of other worlds, his basic stats were astonishingly high. Even though he was restricted by his cultivation level and could not fully realize his potential, his stats still far exceeded those of a normal second-grade martial artist.

Logically speaking, even relying solely on pure strength and speed, he should have been able to completely suppress Wei Yuan and defeat him.

However, Wu Xian did not do that. Instead, he consciously suppressed his power and was on the same level as Wei Yuan. He began to counter Wei Yuan's moves. Although he was not injured thanks to his strong defense, he was indeed at a disadvantage.

It turns out that fighting is something that requires practice.

Although Wu Xian possessed countless combat experiences from other worlds in his memories, he hadn't developed muscle memory for them, and his fighting habits remained at his original sixth-rank level. The reason he was able to easily defeat everyone earlier was simply because his opponents were too weak. Even Luo Yuheng was just a mage, not a valuable reference, which is why he was ruthlessly crushed by Wu Xian's powerful, brick-flying attacks.

But Wei Yuan is different. In the absence of Shen Shu, a half-step Martial God, he is the best whetstone in the world, allowing Wu Xian to further understand the fighting style of high-level martial artists, absorb experience like a sponge, and finally transform it into his own power.

Punches, kicks, knees, elbows... one after another, the ferocious attacks landed on his body, gradually awakening the memories buried deep in Wu Xian's muscles.

Main God Space, Swallowed Star, Black Myth, Snow, Dragon Raja, Perfect World...

The skills honed through countless trials and tribulations, along with the experience of battling various powerful creatures, awakened within the body like a gushing spring. Like a volcanic eruption, scorching lava filled every nerve in the body, and boiling blood burst forth.

The next second, straight punches, hook punches, scoop punches, whip punches, whip kicks, stomp kicks... the mind moves at will, the moves precede the intention, the changes in fists and feet are infinitely mysterious, counter each move, the more you fight, the stronger you become.

The sudden outburst caught Wei Yuan off guard. He felt as if the person in front of him had been reborn, transforming from a tough guy who relied solely on his physical strength to withstand attacks into a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​swords. The change was so drastic that he could hardly believe it.

As his initial advantage gradually disappeared, Wei Yuan clearly felt the pressure increasing. He could only grit his teeth and keep speeding up his pace, trying to use his superior cultivation level to finish the battle quickly.

However, the opponent's skills became more and more refined, and his defense was frighteningly strong. He could get no damage from a punch, but when he took a punch from the opponent, blood splattered everywhere. Even with his immortal body, he could not keep up with the opponent's increasingly rapid destructive speed.

Boom!

A palace collapsed with a crash, and smoke filled the air. Wu Xian rushed through the thick smoke and raised his fists to smash down from the air.

Thump—!

Both fists were blocked. Wei Yuan knelt on the ground, his knees touching the ground, dissipating the terrifying force and causing a large-scale collapse, with cracks spreading like a spider web.

Even so, Wei Yuan was still unable to stand up. He felt the muscles in his arms constantly tearing and healing, but he could not budge the force above him even slightly.

"Wu Xian! Do you really want to do this?!"

Sensing the absolute disparity in strength, Wei Yuan began a verbal attack.

"Although Emperor Yuanjing deserved to die, he was still the emperor of the Great Feng Dynasty and, to a certain extent, represented the fate of the Great Feng Dynasty."

"Nineteen years ago, the Great Feng lost half of its fortune due to an upheaval, leading to continuous disasters throughout the country and widespread suffering among the people. If Emperor Yuanjing were to die now, the situation would only worsen, and the number of dead would multiply."

"Ask yourself honestly, is this really the future you want to see?!"

After he finished speaking, the surrounding air fell silent for a moment. Then Wei Yuan felt the pressure above him ease a bit and thought that his words had worked. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a sarcastic chuckle in his ear.

"Ask yourself honestly?"

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a black light rushing towards me, and then I was hit hard in the abdomen with a heavy kick.

Intense pain surged from his abdomen to his brain, spreading throughout his body. Wei Yuan's body flew into the air, involuntarily soaring into the sky, and then an infinitely enlarged fist appeared in his eyes.

boom! ! !
With a deafening roar like a cannonball, Wei Yuan was sent flying backward, crashing straight into the intact Changsheng Palace. He tumbled several times before finally coming to a stop.

Inside the main hall, besides Emperor Yuanjing, whose face was extremely gloomy, there were also Princess Huaiqing, Princess Lin'an, the Crown Prince and the Fourth Prince, all of whom were filled with fear and despair.

pat!

Wu Xian stepped into the main hall, looked up at Emperor Yuanjing, then turned his gaze to Wei Yuan, and said, word by word:

"When traitors rule, there is no longer any harmony; that is the true..."

"It doesn't go my way!!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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