Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 230 Gangzi, you are not bad.

"Was this also part of your plan?"

The arrival of Yuan Tiangang did not cause any fluctuation in Russell's emotions. Instead, he looked with great interest at Li Xingyun, who was also completely unsurprised.

“That’s really not it.” Li Xingyun gave a wry smile. “How could I possibly scheme against him? I’m just used to him always showing up at the most inopportune times. But it’s good that he’s here today. He’s domineering, and only you, Mr. Li, can keep him in check. Rather than arguing later, it’s better to put things out there today.”

“Indeed.” Russell also stood up and looked at the figure that was constantly teleporting: “Kid, you’ve given me a big surprise today. You’d better keep a close eye on things from now on.”

"What are you looking at?" Li Xingyun asked, puzzled.

"Look... what is the ultimate in human martial power." Russell suddenly appeared in front of Yuan Tiangang, unleashing his true energy without restraint, standing shoulder to shoulder with the domineering Yuan Tiangang.

"Russell! Are you bored? Why do you have to meddle in my business?" Upon meeting, Yuan Tiangang angrily questioned Russell. No, it was less of a question and more of an exasperated frustration between old friends at each other's antics.

"Russell?" A series of doubts arose in the minds of everyone present, but then quickly dissipated. That's right, Li Chungang is just a stage name, Russell is his real name.

"?" While everyone else wore expressions that said "it should be this way," Russell himself looked puzzled.

Wait, buddy, isn't this our first meeting? How do you know me? And the way you're talking... have I lost my memory?
"Very well, then let me see how much you've improved over the past two hundred years." Yuan Tiangang raised his hand and made a grasping motion, and the Longquan sword in Li Xingyun's hand suddenly came out of its sheath and landed in his hand.

The same sword has completely different power in the hands of Li Xingyun and Yuan Tiangang.

The moment Longquan touched him, an indescribable aura rose from Yuan Tiangang's body, causing the entire salt marsh to tremble.

"May I borrow your sword?" Russell turned around, extended his hand to Li Maozhen, and without waiting for Li Maozhen's consent, the Qi King Sword was drawn from its sheath and held in his palm.

"Come!" Yuan Tiangang's voice reverberated like thunder, piercing through metal and splitting stone. His body suddenly arched, unleashing a shocking wave of energy that shot towards Russell like an arrow released from a bow.

"Come on!" Russell shouted back, extremely excited. Since his fusion, he had never had a proper fight with all his might. In this world, the only one qualified and capable of fighting him head-on was Yuan Tiangang.

Boom!

The Longquan Sword clashed with the Qiwang Sword. The moment the two clashed, a fierce aura exploded like thunder, followed by a visible ripple that spread outwards. A howling wind arose, the solidified salt layer beneath their feet tumbled, shattered, and flew away. Countless fragments rushed in all directions, and even the soldiers and armor watching the battle were swept into the air.

Both of their true energy seemed inexhaustible, vast as the sea, reaching straight into the sky, causing the celestial phenomena to change, with winds rising and clouds surging, and endless waves of energy rising.

Is that human being?
This question arose in the minds of everyone present.

Li Xingyun, in particular, originally wanted to listen to Russell's advice and learn from the fight between the two peerless masters, but their martial arts were clearly on a different level from theirs, so what was the point of him learning from them?

boom! boom! boom!
Yuan Tiangang's sword moves, like the man himself, were incredibly domineering. Every move and stance was designed to deliver a powerful blow, so strong that even Russell, a two-star master of the Three-in-One technique, didn't want to bother with a direct confrontation. Whenever they clashed, Russell would simply touch the sword with the Qi King Sword and retreat immediately.

Unlike Yuan Tiangang, whose three hundred years of cultivation all came from himself, Russell's cultivation, although also derived from "himself," ultimately could not be as adept as Yuan Tiangang's.

Fortunately, Russell, a member of the Bad Guys, was also quite talented. In his battle with Yuan Tiangang, his practical experience improved rapidly. His control over swordsmanship skills and moves became more relaxed and natural. He wielded each move as if it were an extension of his own arm. He used to have to think about the next move after each move, but now he could do it effortlessly, as if it were a natural and seamless whole.

This change was most noticeable to Yuan Tiangang, who was engaged in battle with Russell, and it puzzled him greatly.

When Russell was first met two hundred years ago, he already had more than his current combat strength. Why has Russell's combat strength regressed instead of improved two hundred years later?

Of course, despite the doubts, we still have to fight.

He took a rapid step forward, closing the distance to Russell. His Longquan sword was raised high, carrying a fierce and powerful aura, and slashed down with a whooshing sound. Russell, now more familiar with his internal energy, didn't dodge. Instead, he raised his Qiwang sword and slammed it upwards. Unlike the previous simple brute force, this time the two were competing in skill. In an instant, a series of clashing sounds rang out, sword after sword, each collision sending sparks flying, aftershocks reverberating, and continuous booming sounds creating visible shockwaves.

Boom!
With a crisp, clear sound, Yuan Tiangang reversed his grip on the Longquan sword and effortlessly thrust the tip of the sword straight at Luo Su's wrist. Luo Su had no choice but to twist his sword to block, but this played right into Yuan Tiangang's hands. He reversed his grip on the sword and thrust it straight at Luo Su, causing the Qiwang sword to slip from Luo Su's hand.

"Russell!" On the artificial hill, the Empress frowned slightly. They had been evenly matched before, so why had Russell suddenly fallen behind?

"Little girl, don't worry, she's just a step behind the Bad Commander in terms of moves." Ying Gou, who had switched to red-eyed mode at some point, watched the battle with her arms crossed. Among those present, only she and Li Maozhen could clearly see the details of the fight between Yuan Tiangang and Luo Su.

As expected, after she finished speaking, Yuan Tiangang just chuckled, then dropped the Longquan sword in his hand and launched another attack. His figure flashed out like a sharp arrow ready to be released, and he struck Luo Su's face with a palm. When his hand landed, the air was compressed and produced a series of crisp, explosive sounds, and shallow white waves of air spread out in circles around his palm.

Russell remained unfazed, raising his hand to block the blow. He took the hit and was thrown backward by the immense force. In a split second, he stepped into the void and launched a counterattack. Yuan Tiangang countered with another palm strike, pushing the air aside as if it were solid. Amidst the violent explosion, a sudden gust of wind swept in all directions.

"Good! In the past three hundred years, apart from my dear friend Li Chunfeng, only you can give me my fill!" Yuan Tiangang roared with joy, his offensive unabated, meeting Russell's attack once again. Straight punches, whip kicks, knee strikes, elbow strikes, all flowed like clouds and water. In his eyes, every part of the human body seemed to be the most superior killing weapon.

Russell doesn't understand techniques, but his stats are ridiculously high. Battles between a technique-based player and a stat-based player always bring joy to both sides. The former is immersed in the thrill of maximizing output, while the latter is always ready to seize the opponent's operational loopholes and kill them in one go.

In the invisible fight, the ground kept cracking and deep pits appeared wherever the two men passed.

No matter how long your breath is, as long as you are human, you have to breathe. Finally, in the gap between Yuan Tiangang's last breath and the last breath of his life, Russell threw a punch. His eyes burned with the desire for victory. He pinched the air with his five fingers and suddenly closed them. He mustered all his true energy and threw it out with a bang.

With just this one punch, the air trembled violently like waves, and the world seemed to fall silent for a moment.

Everyone felt a moment of silence until the rock fragments turned into a huge mushroom cloud and rose up, until Yuan Tiangang was sent flying and crashed into layers of salt mountains, only then did they suddenly hear a huge roar in their ears.

“Hoo…” Only then did Russell exhale a long breath, shake his hands which were numb from the shock of Yuan Tiangang’s protective aura, and commented, “Gangzi, you are not bad.”

No one responded to him, because all the spectators had their worldviews shattered by the battle between the two.

So, martial artists can be this powerful.

It turns out that the martial saints in folk tales who could single-handedly defeat thousands of troops really existed.

It turns out that even with great power and a vast army surrounding you, you can't do whatever you want.

"Is the Bad Commander dead?" After a long silence, Li Xingyun finally asked, his voice bringing everyone back to reality. They stared blankly at the battlefield, at the place where Yuan Tiangang had disappeared. Although he disliked Yuan Tiangang, he did not want him to die.

“If it were anyone else, they would be dead beyond any doubt.” Russell smiled faintly. “But this person is Yuan Tiangang.”

“Not bad, Russell is still too green to kill me.” The salt block was shattered, and Yuan Tiangang emerged from the ruins.

With the internal energy of the Heavenly Gang Technique for three hundred years protecting his body, Russell's all-out punch did not damage his internal organs. It only caused some blockage in his meridians, not even an injury, and his clothes were not torn.

Russell on the other side was even more outrageous. At least Yuan Tiangang's clothes had some dust on them, but Russell, with the Taiyi Xuanhuang Technique of Huanglong Mountain, was completely untouched by dust, not a single wrinkle appeared. It was hard to believe that this devastated and riddled-with-holes field was created by the two of them with their own punches and kicks.

"..." Li Xingyun's face was even more bitter. Although he did not want Yuan Tiangang to die because of this, he did not want him to be unharmed either. At least spit out a couple of mouthfuls of blood as a sign. If Yuan Tiangang were seriously injured, he would definitely run away right now. Now he was caught and could not run away even if he wanted to.

As expected, Yuan Tiangang appeared before Li Xingyun in a flash, knelt on one knee, and respectfully presented the Longquan sword with both hands. He said in a sincere tone, "Your Highness's plan is well-thought-out, and you have won over the feudal lords and pacified the ministers. I am very pleased. However, I would like to ask Your Highness to rescind your decision regarding the matter of faking your death and abdicating the throne."

Having witnessed Yuan Tiangang's true fighting prowess firsthand, Li Xingyun opened his mouth. He glanced at Li Maozhen, only to see Li Maozhen counting ants with his head down. He then glanced at Li Siyuan, only to see that Li Siyuan had already prostrated himself before anyone knew.

(End of this chapter)