Playing with fantasy beasts in the martial arts world

Chapter 128 The Carefree King Who Was a False Martial Arts Maniac

Bang!
Another burst of energy slammed in, instantly reducing Monarch Melupa's health bar to zero, and she vanished in a flash of light.

Cha Nan's hair stood on end as she watched!
Where did this amazing guy come from?

Monarch Melpa is currently his strongest and healthiest mythical beast, yet it was instantly killed in one move?

In the distance, amidst the dense Mongol army, an old man in a white robe, with a full head of silver hair, no beard or eyebrows, walked towards the Xiangyang city wall, carrying the slumped-over, lifeless King Kuaihuo. Wherever he passed, even the Mongol soldiers in the midst of a charge were passively thrown into the air, some even crashing heavily onto the battlefield.

Clearly, this old man didn't care about the lives of these ordinary soldiers at all, regarding human life as worthless, regardless of whether they were friend or foe.

At this moment, guided by Huang Rong, bomb birds are taking off from different positions and angles, flying towards the elite Mongol troops and dropping bombs.

The bomb exploded, flames erupted, and the Mongol elite suffered heavy losses in a short time.

But the old man ignored them completely, showing no concern for the deaths of the ordinary Mongol soldiers. He simply looked curiously at the bomb birds in the sky, and with a wave of his hand, a suction force was generated out of thin air, pulling one of the bomb birds into his hand.

Can Bomb Bird put up with this?
He exploded on the spot!

The old man was 'lucky'; the bomb bird in his hand happened to be a bomb bird that had acquired the Strong Self-Destruct skill, and it had even been leveled up by Cha Nan. Now it was at level ten, and the power generated by its self-destruction was almost close to the explosive attack of a master of innate energy when reversing true qi.

However, the white aura surrounding the old man did not even shake his aura in the slightest during the explosion; it only caused a little smoke and dust to erupt in front of him.

Ignoring the bomb birds and allowing them to pose a significant threat to the Mongol soldiers, they pushed back the already emerging assault line.

The old man walked to the foot of the city wall, stomped his foot, and the ground shook. A deep crack spread from the ground to the city wall, tearing an ugly and hideous scar into the originally thick wall.

Cha Nan's eyelids twitched as she watched, but she didn't think much of it. She flipped back to the ground, placed her hands on the ground, manipulated the soil and rocks, and began to repair the cracks.

On the surface, the crack was still there, but in reality, the damaged parts inside had been stitched up. It was impossible for the Mongol soldiers to dig through the crack and break through the city wall of Xiangyang.

The old man seemed to sense something as well. He stood still, smiled slightly, and instead of leaping onto the city wall, he called out loudly, "Who are you, esteemed master? I am the Carefree Hermit, here to seek your guidance!"

"If you can defeat me even in one or two moves, I will immediately retreat and no longer participate in this matter!"

Behind the city wall, Cha Nan listened to the sound that was enough to shake the entire city of Xiangyang. He quickly compared the characters in his mind and soon locked onto the person.

"Damn it! The Carefree King!"

"Why is he here too?!" Cha Nan was completely stunned!
Xiaoyao Wang, also known as Xiaoyao Sanren, is the main villain in the story of the young Zhang Sanfeng. He is from the Western Regions and wreaked havoc in the Central Plains in his early years. With his superb martial arts skills, he fought against many martial arts masters, including the holy monk of Shaolin Temple and Yi Yun of Mingjian Villa, but none of them could be defeated. He is hypocritical, competitive, cunning and unpredictable.

On the surface, he was seeking defeat and repeatedly let Zhang Junbao and Yi Tianxing, who were obsessed with martial arts, escape. But in reality, when he truly felt threatened, he would stop at nothing to eliminate his opponent.

Although the Carefree King is despicable and hypocritical, he is also genuinely strong—the kind of strength that overwhelms the entire martial arts world, leaving them in despair and unable to breathe.

"This guy's starting with a Grandmaster!" Cha Nan was even more dumbfounded!

Because if he didn't analyze it, it would be fine, but once he did, he couldn't think of anyone in Xiangyang City who could fight against the Carefree King. What's more troublesome is that he doesn't even need to fantasize about Zhang Junbao coming over and moving the fateful battlefield to Xiangyang City, because there is another Zhang Junbao in this world, only this Zhang Junbao is not the same Zhang Junbao as the other one.

But regardless of which Zhang Junbao it is, according to the rules of the boundary gate, there will never be another Zhang Junbao in this world, unless the original Zhang Junbao leaves and makes room for him.

But how could that be?

The Zhang Junbao of this world is definitely not top-tier in strength right now, and it's impossible for him to pass through the interdimensional gate and leave.

As for Yi Tianxing?
Yi Tianxing, who has mastered the Eight Swords Flying Together, can indeed put up a fight against the Carefree King, but he is love-struck. Expecting him to chase after the Carefree King for a cross-realm duel is wishful thinking!

On the city wall, Yang Guo, Guo Jing, Huang Yaoshi, and Yideng, the four masters of their side, stood side by side, each with a solemn expression on their face.

The carefree king only made two moves from a distance, and they all knew that they were no match for him.

The difference is too big!
The methods of these masters, though considered miraculous by many ordinary martial arts practitioners, are still within the realm of 'humanity'.

The Grandmaster's performance had already begun to be 'inhuman'.

Among them are grandmasters who are no longer bound by age, and their peak strength level can be maintained until their lifespan is exhausted.

So even though the Prince of Xiaoyao might be older than Huang Yaoshi, Huang Yaoshi couldn't maintain his peak condition, but the Prince of Xiaoyao was completely unaffected.

"In a moment, I will forcefully circulate my Innate Skill to raise the power of my One-Finger Divine Skill to above the first rank. Everyone, please pour all your inner strength into my body. I will forcefully unleash a single finger, and perhaps I will have a chance to scare this person away!" Master Yideng stepped forward and then spoke to the three people behind him in a secret way.

"Brother Duan!" Huang Yaoshi hesitated, wanting to speak but then stopped.

Both Guo Jing and Yang Guo showed signs of inner conflict and struggle.

They naturally knew that the method proposed by Master Yideng was their only hope.

With the help of the bomb birds on the vast battlefield, it won't be so easy for the Mongols to take Xiangyang.

However, if the high-ranking guards of Xiangyang are all captured by this "free spirit," then the city will still fall.

One-Finger Divine Skill is a martial art that breaks through the surface by focusing on a single point. It forcibly condenses and confines a large amount of internal energy to a single point, and then unleashes astonishing damage. It is most likely to overcome the gap in cultivation levels and break through the protective aura of the Free and Unfettered Man.

Given the inclusiveness of the Innate Skill, it was possible for Master Yideng's aged body to forcibly absorb a large amount of internal energy that did not belong to him in a short period of time and to make simple adjustments to it.

In the past, Wang Chongyang went to Dali to exchange martial arts skills with Duan Zhixing, who had not yet become a monk. He exchanged his Innate Skill for the One-Finger Divine Skill, which could counter Ouyang Feng's Toad Skill.

This explains why Wang Chongyang faked his death, broke Ouyang Feng's Toad Skill with a single finger, and forced Ouyang Feng to flee back to White Camel Mountain in the Western Regions, where he spent another twenty years practicing diligently.

"Amitabha! Everyone, do not hesitate. This old monk is but a piece of rotten wood, a lonely soul who has survived the fall of a nation. Now, if I can do something more for the people of the world, even if I die here, I will have no regrets!" Master Yideng showed no tension at all about his impending death, appearing extremely calm. In the first half of his life, he saw through fame, fortune, and martial arts; in the second half, he saw through life and death, honor and disgrace. He had long since attained enlightenment, and now he was merely fulfilling a promise to die for his country!

(End of this chapter)