Mang Shusheng's Ink Painting Practice

Chapter 287 A Fierce Battle
Zhao Yifu, accompanied by the cat, arrived at the mouth of the Guanjiang River. This time, he was directly welcomed into the Guankou Temple by a grass-root deity, where he met Yang Jian, who was drinking alone with a puzzled expression.

"Uncle Yang, I'm here again."

Yang Jian didn't say anything else, but poured Zhao Yifu a full cup of fine wine and said, "Come on, let's drink."

Zhao Yifu sat down and started drinking, acting even more carefree than he would at home.

Xuan Yin Chan Nu felt a little uneasy following beside her, because this was Erlang Shen, a popular star of the Chan Sect, and the idol of many young men and women cultivators from various branches of the Chan Sect!
Of course, Xuan Yin Chan Nu wasn't a fan of celebrities; she was just naturally at a loss for words when faced with such an important figure.

After drinking for a while, Yang Jian said with a troubled expression, "I can't act."

Zhao Yifu was slightly taken aback, then laughed and said, "It seems that Senior Uncle has found his answer?"

Yang Jian was also taken aback, then chuckled and said, "I didn't understand him back then, I just thought he was so cold-hearted."

"Now, looking at agarwood, I'm gradually beginning to understand it."

He sighed and said, "But this time...it's really..."

He took another sip of his drink, clearly feeling a chill run down his spine at the prospect of what was about to unfold.

Zhao Yifu understood the same thing. He roughly understood what Lao Zhang meant: he wanted to use the intense fighting spirit of the two of them to lure out the warlike witch tribe.

How should I put it? This plan actually seems rather deliberate.

Moreover, the Wu tribe is just brave and fierce, not stupid. In any case, Zhao Yifu is not so optimistic about this plan.

But it's worth a try either way.

If all else fails, he has a backup plan.

That was the headless man in the ninth level of the Heavenly Prison.

The Heavenly Prison is full of treasures.

They drank for a while longer, and then Yang Jian said, "Let's go, let's spar a bit."

"To lure out the Witch Clan, my bravery alone is not enough; I also need an opponent who can keep up."

Zhao Yifu felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this. Was he going to fight Erlang Shen?

He gave a wry smile and said, "I'm afraid I'm no match for my senior master."

Yang Jian snorted coldly and said, "If that's what you were thinking from the beginning, then we might as well just give up on this mission."

Zhao Yifu agreed, saying, "Then please enlighten me, Senior Uncle."

Yang Jian nodded and said, "Don't worry, let's practice for a while first, at least to increase our success rate."

Zhao Yifu felt that this made sense and relaxed a little.

Then he became excited again. What an honor it was to be able to spar with a famous war god in the Three Realms!

Without saying a word, they got up together to grab weapons.

Zhao Yifu drew his Pure Yang Demon-Subduing Sword and went outside, while Yang Jian also took out his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword and assumed a fighting stance.

“Nephew, let me test your skills first. Just bring it on.”

Zhao Yifu made no polite gestures and attacked with his sword drawn.

Yang Jian also responded by using his three-pointed double-edged sword to defend himself.

The two of them started fighting, clanging and banging.

At first, Zhao Yifu did indeed play with the intention of learning from others, but as he played, he got a little carried away.

Because he realized that in terms of pure martial arts skills, he didn't seem to be that much worse.
What he lacks are basic values ​​such as strength, responsiveness, and speed.

He was already a 'numerical monster', but he never expected to encounter an even stronger 'numerical monster'.

What should I do?

Zhao Yifu gradually became engrossed and began to practice the "Shouren Method".

This magic was his secret skill in the mortal realm, but he rarely had the opportunity to use it in the celestial realm.

But now...

He sealed all his magical power, which then circulated within his body.

Spiritual energy filled his limbs and bones, bringing him a huge boost to his physical stats.

At this point, Zhao Yifu returned to the state he had been in before, unable to use any spells except for a limited number of sealing techniques.

However, his physical attributes were greatly improved as a result, gradually reaching a level comparable to Erlang Shen.

And what about Yang Jian?

It's been so long since he's met a spirited young man who can hold his own against him.
He gradually unleashed his moves and then began to circulate the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts.

Goodness, this number has increased again, once again putting Zhao Yifu below.

But Zhao Yifu was already carried away, so how could he give up at a time like this?
His muscles suddenly swelled up, revealing that he had activated his 'brutal form'.

So the number caught up again.

The two were having a great time fighting, but felt that fighting on the ground was too restrictive.

So the two flew into the air and, no longer caring about their surroundings, began to fight.

Each clash of weapons creates a ripple of spiritual energy, and this ripple shows signs of intensifying.

Soon the entire sky was filled with the dense, interwoven sounds of battle, and the spiritual energy in the sky became disordered, forming various strange phenomena.

More and more people in the heavens are witnessing this strange phenomenon.

Even within a radius of tens of thousands of miles where they fought, cultivators below the level of immortals were unable to properly absorb spiritual energy.

This is the ultimate physical collision.

Zhao Yifu discovered that although Yang Jian's primordial spirit was strong, it was clearly not as flexible and versatile as his. However, his primordial spirit was perfectly matched with his powerful physical body, and the strength he displayed even surpassed that of a Golden Immortal!
As for Zhao Yifu?

Yes, he had unconsciously begun to use the dark source power.

The dark source energy, which serves as the foundation for his 'reckless form,' not only runs inexhaustible but has also increased significantly, enabling him to fight Yang Jian, who cultivates the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, to this point.

Zhao Yifu, who had never given his all before, gradually realized that he had unknowingly reached this level.

Of course, he was also very clear-headed. He was able to reach this point thanks to the blessing of Boss Youquan. If it weren't for the dark source power provided by Youquan, how could he have fought against the Three Realms War God who cultivated the Eight-Nine Arcane Technique?
This fierce battle also attracted the attention of the immortals and gods of the Three Realms.

They were all astonished that such a powerful immortal had appeared in the Three Realms, capable of fighting Erlang Shen to this extent.

The monkey who remained in the mortal realm to 'teach his apprentices' suddenly looked up at the sky, his fiery eyes filled with longing.

"That felt so good, so good..."

He was eager to join in.

But then he thought of his disciples who needed his care...

After scratching his head for a while, he glanced at Chenxiang, who had just fallen into a deep sleep from exhaustion, and instantly had an idea.

Then He vanished from the spot in an instant, leaving behind a spatial passage that was slowly closing.

However, before the passage could close, the monkey rushed out again, dragging a pig in its hand...

"Fool, look after this child for me, I'll be right back!"

The pig-headed man was filled with shock and rage: "Damn you, the stable boy! This old pig was just watching the show!"

The monkey said, "Then you stay here and behave yourself, and I'll give you an even better performance!"

The voice had already faded into the distance.

Pighead was stunned for a moment, then rubbed his hands together with great anticipation, indicating that he must see what was going on.

Of course, before that, it changed its appearance to resemble 'Thunderbolt Immortal' so that the children wouldn't be able to tell.

Then, with an expectant look on their faces, they eagerly awaited...

……

In the heavens, the Monkey King, clad in his Great Sage armor, appeared on the battlefield, wielding his staff and smashing it down between the two without a second thought.

"Take a stick from my old grandson!"

He was extremely excited, his body was itchy, this was the battle He had been looking forward to.

Zhao Yifu and Yang Jian together took the blow from his staff and carried it away. Then they saw the monkey shamelessly unleash three heads and six arms...

Good guy!
Yang Jian and Zhao Yifu exchanged a glance, then silently took out an axe.

The axe he used to split the mountain to save his mother back then.

Zhao Yifu was taken aback, and then he also drew his killing knife from his sleeve.

It's just dual-wielding, he can do that too.

Although he was still wearing a scholar's robe, he rolled up his sleeves to reveal the strong muscles on his arms.

He held a sword in one hand and a knife in the other, like a berserker.

This is what is meant by a "madman scholar".

The three exchanged a glance, then silently resumed their fight, growing increasingly fierce with each blow.

Zhao Yifu had no idea how things had turned out this way; he just kept hitting.

However, after the monkey joined in, he gradually felt the strain. The monkey didn't know its own strength and used all its power right away!

Yang Jian, under pressure, also gave it his all, which made things rather difficult for Yang Jian.

What merit or ability does he possess to fight alongside these two renowned and powerful figures from the Three Realms?

Fortunately, Yang Jian knew to take care of him, and the monkey also knew to give him a break, which prevented him from showing any fear.

This battle has now become a major event attracting attention across the three realms. If he were to show weakness now, he would lose face.

Therefore, he had to boost his mental state.

That is to use the method of entering demonic possession to maximize one's fighting spirit.

His eyes flashed with demonic intent, and his fighting spirit soared to its peak.

With this frenzied fighting spirit, his spiritual power and dark source power flowed more smoothly and played a stronger role.

He forced himself to keep up with the other two!

Now Yang Jian and the monkey both looked at him with new respect.

They no longer held back and fought with all their might.

The three were intertwined and spun rapidly like three giant spinning tops, constantly crossing and exchanging positions, performing a completely irregular three-body motion.

The entire celestial realm seemed to have become their battlefield, and the clouds in the sky were made restless by this soaring battle intent.

Zhao Yifu was completely engrossed in the battle. He continuously improved his combat skills during the fight, while unknowingly, spiritual energy and dark source power intertwined, forging the foundation of his immortal body through repeated violent collisions.

"Wangwangwang!"

Suddenly, the sound of a dog barking came from the side.

It turned out that the celestial dog had run out to check on its master, looking very worried. "Meow meow meow!"

Then a high-pitched meow came from beside it. Turning its head, it saw a small black cat staring at it with its round eyes.

"Wangwangwang!"

"Meow meow meow!"

They started hurling insults at each other without prior arrangement.

Their owners are fighting, so their pets can't just sit idly by!
The monkey felt somewhat aggrieved because it was at a disadvantage when it came to having a pet.

So he simply plucked a hair and blew on it, and it transformed into a little monkey right next to Yiyi and Xiaotianquan, chirping as it joined the pets' battle.

They're really competitive; they don't want to fall behind in the slightest.

This chaotic battle also caught the attention of the powerful beings in the Three Realms, who watched with trepidation and pounding hearts.

These three killers are really too fierce, mainly because their fighting spirit is too strong, so strong that it's hard to look directly at them.

Yang Jian survived the Investiture of the Gods and is a veteran Golden Immortal.

However, he cultivates the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, and his combat strength cannot be measured by his cultivation level.

The monkey himself possessed the combat power of a peak Golden Immortal, but in actual combat, he was always slightly inferior to Yang Jian.

However, after his journey to the West, he attained the title of Victorious Fighting Buddha, and his merits reached the level of a Great Golden Immortal. This time, he finally managed to fight Yang Jian to a draw.

Zhao Yifu was rather eccentric.

Despite having a cultivation level below that of a Golden Immortal, he displayed combat power no less than the former two under various enhancements.

Of course, anyone with eyes could see that he was the weakest, and he was only barely holding on by relying on a secret technique.

In the eyes of the powerful beings, neither the dark source power nor the soaring battle intent should last so long. Once the dark source power is exhausted and the battle intent is depleted, it will be time to withdraw from the battle.

Even so, he has at least made an appearance before the world.

After all, who else but him could have intervened in the fight between the two of them before this?
However, the battle dragged on and on.

Zhao Yifu, however, persevered through sheer willpower.

That fighting spirit never dies is one thing, but the world always produces some ruthless people.

But what about that seemingly endless and strange power?

Those who had come into contact with Zhao Yifu, such as the remaining members of the Eight Demon Lords and the Lingji Monk, vaguely saw a fleeting glimpse of the aftermath of the battle on the horizon, and all felt a chill run down their spines.

Goodness, how did this kid improve so quickly?

Meanwhile, the two bigwigs observing from Baiyun Mountain remained silent.

Xuan Du said, both amused and exasperated, "Is this... starting the plan right away?"

Mr. Zhang took a sip of his wine, then said in bewilderment, "They've completely lost their minds and are acting recklessly."

"And what's the purpose of this monkey? We don't want it to ruin our plans."

Xuan Du unfolded the Taiji diagram and made some deductions, then chuckled and said, "Perhaps their impulsive actions have backfired."

"No additional design or reason is needed; all that is needed is a battle in which everyone is fully engaged and full of fighting spirit."

Just then, another person couldn't contain himself and rushed down from the Heavenly Court.

This man rode on wheels of wind and fire, held a fire-tipped spear, wore a Qiankun Ring around his neck, and was wrapped in a Hun Tian Ling (a type of magical ribbon), charging down with a dazzling light.

"Brothers, I'm here too!"

Upon hearing this extremely excited voice, Zhao Yifu slashed at the source of the sound without thinking.

The monkey also struck with its staff, while Yang Jian swept his three-pointed double-edged sword horizontally and cleaved down with his mountain-splitting axe.

When the monkey joined the battle, it didn't hesitate to take a hit from both of them.

But this kid was clearly lacking in skill; each of the three made a move, and he couldn't catch them properly...

Zhao Yifu's knife was blocked by him, but the three-pointed double-edged sword swept across his waist.

Then the monkey struck him on the head, making him see stars and feel dizzy.

The Heaven-Opening Axe cleaved down again, but the Universe Ring automatically defended and blocked it, then flew back and bounced away, spinning him far away.

However, this interruption caused the three of them to stop.

Zhao Yifu asked, "What was that just now?"

The monkey, with its keen eyes, blinked and said, "I don't know."

Yang Jian was surprised by the monkey's shamelessness. He closed his third eye and said, "I didn't see clearly."

Zhao Yifu let out a long sigh, rubbed his head which was throbbing from overexerting his fighting spirit, and said, "Uncle-Master, Brother Monkey, I really can't take it anymore. How about we go for a drink?"

The monkey exclaimed joyfully, "Let's drink! It's so refreshing!"

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Alright, let's drink first and then talk about other things."

The three of them didn't mind and casually found a hilltop to sit down.

Zhao Yifu took out some fine liquor and said, "Let's drink one together!"

The monkey picked up the bottle and tilted his head back to drink, while Yang Jian was much more refined, but he also drank heartily.

Zhao Yifu gulped down two large mouthfuls, wiped his mouth, and said, "Senior Uncle Yang and Brother Monkey must be the strongest people in the Three Realms!"

The monkey laughed heartily, "You're not bad either, kid. With a little more practice, you can be on par with us!"

Yang Jian nodded in agreement.

Then Zhao Yifu took the lead and led the monkeys in a round of mutual flattery, looking down on everyone.

Zhao Yifu really praised the monkey to the skies, making it happily bounce around.

Yang Jian was still a little confused, but then he realized something and stopped talking.

Sure enough, Zhao Yifu got completely excited and exclaimed, "Brother Monkey, you once wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace. I heard that even the Heavenly Emperor was so scared that he hid under the table. You are truly the number one warrior in the Three Realms!"

The monkey was momentarily confused. Had the Heavenly Emperor crawled under the table?

It seemed as if that scene was already in his mind, so he laughed and replied, "You flatter me, you flatter me. That's all in the past, don't mention it again, don't mention it again..."

Old Zhang's face darkened upon hearing this, and he couldn't help but want to slap these two troublemakers to death.

Xuandu quickly grabbed him and said, "Uncle-Master, don't worry, look, the fish has taken the bait!"

The monkey was having a good time when it suddenly heard someone cursing: "Bullshit! You have no shame! How dare you call yourselves the 'Number One Warrior in the Three Realms'? I bet you've never seen what a real warrior is!"

The monkey sprang up, baring its teeth in anger.

The three of them looked toward the source of the sound and saw a terrifyingly strong man, over ten feet tall, standing at the foot of the mountain where they were, roaring like thunder.

His muscles were like granite, full of powerful angles, making him look like a ruthless character.

As the monkey jumped up and down, Zhao Yifu spoke first: "Although I do not know your background, with the achievements and reputation of my Monkey King and Uncle Yang, who in the Three Realms can compete with them for the title of warrior?"

Seeing that Zhao Yifu was being reasonable, the monkey temporarily suppressed its anger after he heard Zhao Yifu 'stand up for' it. Hmm, it quite liked this brother who spoke so nicely, so it decided to listen to what Zhao Yifu had to say.

The barbarian thumped his chest and shouted, "I am Black Rock of the Witch Clan! Since the Witch Clan retreated from this world, there have been no true warriors left!"

Good grief, is this an area-of-effect attack?
Upon hearing Hei Yan's words, Zhao Yifu snorted coldly and said, "The Witch Clan? I admit that the Witch Clan was indeed incredibly powerful and could be considered warriors in the past, but the Witch Clan is a thing of the past. Nowadays, the two most valiant warriors in the Three Realms are still my Monkey King and Senior Uncle Yang. My Monkey King once wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace. Does your Witch Clan have such a figure?"

Black Rock immediately proclaimed loudly, "I have the Great Witch Xing Tian, ​​who once stormed the Heavenly Court, and even after his head was severed, he still fought relentlessly!"

Old Zhang, who was watching from afar, felt offended; it was as if both sides were dragging him out and repeatedly flogging his corpse.

Xuan Du covered his mouth and chuckled; this was too amusing.

Zhao Yifu, however, said unhurriedly, "That's quite impressive, but he's also a true warrior of the Great Witch Xingtian. Perhaps we could invite him to have a chat with us."

Black Rock's face immediately fell, looking like he didn't know how to respond.

Seeing this, Zhao Yifu chuckled and shook his head. He then took out paper and pen and quickly drew a headless person who was bound by chains but still stood upright.

After stamping the drawing paper, he tossed it to the black rock and said, "When you mentioned the headless hero, I was reminded of this one. I wonder if it is him or not?"

Hei Yan caught the drawing paper and immediately his hands trembled. But when he looked up again, he saw that Zhao Yifu had already stood up and said, "Brother Monkey, Uncle Master, we've had our fun today. Let's call it a day. We can have another battle another time!"

The monkey had lost interest in the black rock. He waved his hand and said, "That's enough for today. I, Old Sun, am off!"

With that, he did a somersault and vanished in an instant.

"Senior Uncle, farewell."

Zhao Yifu also bid farewell to Yang Jian.

Black Rock immediately shouted, "Wait!"

However, Zhao Yifu had already vanished as a drop of water.

Yang Jian then fled.

The three of them left no trace.

Hei Yan was extremely frustrated, but since he did not cultivate his primordial spirit, he had no idea where Zhao Yifu had gone or who he was. He could only hurriedly walk to the other side with the portrait in his hand.

Zhao Yifu and Yang Jian appeared at the Guankou Temple at the same time.

Yang Jian's facial expression was quite interesting.

He said, "What a clever scheme! This time, it seems the witch clan will be the ones searching for you everywhere."

Zhao Yifu shook his head and said, "Alright, now that the breakthrough has been made, we just have to wait for the Wu Clan to fall into the trap themselves."

He stretched his entire body and felt a series of 'crackling' sounds that felt incredibly comfortable.

Yang Jian said, "Using Xing Tian's whereabouts to threaten the Wu Clan, I'm afraid they won't truly submit."

Zhao Yifu said, "So what? How to win over the hearts of the Wu Clan is something for Elder Youquan to consider. I'll just focus on completing my mission... In fact, as long as Elder Youquan enters the Three Realms, then no matter what the final result is, the most basic requirements will have already been met."

Yang Jian understood and said, "Alright, I will do my best to help with this matter. Please don't hesitate to ask if you need anything."

Zhao Yifu said, "This disciple will not stand on ceremony. I hope you won't find it troublesome, Master Uncle."

Yang Jian laughed, knowing this might be his family's only chance to escape.

His mother was the Heavenly Emperor's own sister, yet she still perished under the severe punishment of the Heavenly Rules.

What about his sister?
The Heavenly Emperor became the supreme ruler of the Three Realms, seemingly infinitely powerful, but in reality, he became the one most in need of abiding by the Heavenly Rules.

His reputation for "obeying orders but not proclamations" was actually a form of resistance against the heavenly rules.

Zhao Yifu exchanged a few more words with Yang Jian before bidding farewell and preparing to return to Baiyun Mountain.

He found Xuan Yin Cha Nu and said, "Alright, let's ride the clouds back now."

Xuan Yin Cha Nu wasn't stupid; she now fully understood why You Quan couldn't live without Zhao Yi Fu.

Who can blame them when this person is always able to accomplish mission requirements in the fastest and most incredible way?

Have they made contact with the Witch Clan?

Now the witch clan is the one begging for mercy!
(End of this chapter)