Man on the ark, forced to become king

But in the end, his limit is what it is. He can't compare to a monster like Lin Lu who is wearing human skin. His strength is within the scope of human cognition, while Lin Lu has reached the point of being unreasonable. She can even manipulate gods at will. How can he fight her?

If Lin Lu didn't agree to only compete in swordsmanship, he would never have willingly gone to her door to get beaten up, not only for nothing but also for losing face.

However, if it's just a swordsmanship contest and nothing else, then I, Wei, am going to stand up today!

"Why wait until tomorrow to beat you up?"

Lin Lu grinned, raised her arm, and made a grasping motion in the air. A mixture of gold and gray light rippled out, enveloping half of the bar.

Time stands still here.

hum~

The invisible fluctuations extended and spread, connecting everyone's consciousness and drawing them into the intangible and intangible spiritual realm.

"Gah?"

The emperor blinked and looked around. He saw that everyone else was relaxed and their eyes were lifeless, but he was the only one excluded.

After a moment's thought, he realized that the spell spreading inside the bar was clearly insufficient to draw out his consciousness. As a being with characteristics similar to those of a deity, he had a natural resistance to such spells.

That won't do! We finally have a good show to watch, how can we miss it?

Immediately, the Emperor flapped his wings, lay down on the sofa, and began to actively draw in the spreading radiance.

As a slight dizziness came, my consciousness seemed to be enveloped by a gentle breeze and plunged into a deeper spiritual realm, where it was reshaped, and the scenery in my vision changed accordingly.

Before you lies a pure white stone platform, quite large in area. The ground is not completely flat, but rather carved with patterns resembling intertwined tree branches and large tree designs.

The platform appears to be high in the air, with red-leaved trees extending in from the outside of the fence, and thick fog floating outside the fence, obscuring the view of the scenery further away.

Inside the platform are massive tree trunks, separated by stone-carved walls. Their width exceeds the length of the entire platform, and the rough bark bears the marks of time.

The trunk of the giant tree extends upwards, revealing its thick, outstretched branches, like roads crisscrossing the sky, disappearing into the clouds and never reaching its top.

In the center of the tree trunk and the stone wall is a pure white statue illuminated by candlelight. The statue depicts two children nestled in their mother's arms. Lin Lu stands below the statue, holding a simple-looking greatsword. Judging from its size, it should be a two-handed sword with no extra decorations.

"What is this place?"

Wei Yanwu moved his arms and found that his body was no different from when he was outside, so he was immediately relieved.

"The Sacred Tree Grand Stage, come and do whatever you need."

Lin Lu hoisted the greatsword onto her shoulder and grinned: "This is my mental world, one of the battlefields where I once defeated powerful enemies. It should be enough. Even if I die here, I'll only be mentally exhausted for two days at most. I can fight freely."

"By the way, do you need me to get you a sword? You don't seem to have one with you."

"I've seen similar methods before, and I know how to do them."

Wei Yanwu narrowed his eyes, opened his palm, and a long sword that looked very much like Chixiao slowly emerged from the air, gradually solidifying into a physical form.

Since it's the realm of the mind, creating things out of thin air isn't difficult. After all, these are all things imagined using one's own mental power. As long as you master the techniques, weapons and the like can be easily constructed.

In fact, if it were a different opponent, it wouldn't matter whether he had a sword or not. His mastery of the Crimson Cloud Sword Technique had long since transcended the constraints of physical weapons. Even Chen Shuo would find it difficult to execute the Crimson Cloud · Draw Blade, but he could demonstrate it with his fingers. That was a level that most people could only dream of.

But now his opponent is Lin Lu, so he has to be fully prepared. When fighting against someone like her, even the slightest flaw will be magnified.

That's not something you can just do with your fingers; you have to give it your all.

"I didn't expect you to be so experienced."

Lin Lu raised an eyebrow slightly, somewhat surprised, but not too concerned. Carrying her greatsword, she turned to look at the smaller ones and laughed, "Chou Bai, you'd better watch out. Although Chong Yue asked you to come to Old Wei to learn swordsmanship, you have the right to choose for yourself. There's no need for you to follow their arrangements."

"After we finish the competition, if you feel that someone is not good enough to teach you, you can change your mind and come to me to learn."

"Trying to steal my boyfriend right in front of me?"

The longsword he had constructed was now fully formed and in his hand. Wei Yanwu snorted coldly and said in a booming voice, "Hui Jie's trifled skills can hardly be considered the true Crimson Sky Sword Technique."

"How can this be considered poaching? They haven't even become apprentices yet!"

Lin Lu carried her sword and walked in the opposite direction, slowly strolling to the other side of the platform, where she stood opposite Wei Yanwu. She licked her lips, a hint of excitement flashing in her eyes.

"Enough with the nonsense, let's see how skilled you are. Let me see just how good your Crimson Sky Sword Technique really is."

"Let me make this clear beforehand, I won't give you any face."

Chapter 258 Crimson Sky - Heavenly Chamber

call!

Outside the high platform, clouds and mist swirled. Wei Yanwu took off his cloak and tore off the hem of his inner long gown, leaving only a tattered top and trousers for easy movement.

Lin Lu is no ordinary opponent; she may be the strongest enemy he has ever encountered in his life. Her magic is comparable to a natural disaster, and she can fight against a master who has practiced martial arts for hundreds of years with just her martial arts skills, even to a draw or even gaining the upper hand. In terms of martial arts, she is almost invincible and has no weaknesses.

In a battle between masters, victory or defeat can be decided in an instant. Against such an opponent, any flaw could be fatal, and there is no room for carelessness.

Holding the sword to his side, gripping the hilt, though it was a manifestation of his spirit, it was real enough. Wei Yanwu took a deep breath, clearly feeling his heartbeat gradually quicken, his blood begin to boil, and the fighting spirit buried for many years revived from his flesh and blood.

"coming."

Surrounded by white mist, his breath was like clouds. The moment he finished speaking, the long sword that was close to his side was suddenly drawn!

Zheng!

Metal and steel erupted, and crimson flashed!

A sword-drawing move, if it must be countered, then countered!

There was no crisscrossing sword energy, nor any violent surging momentum. The sword light was like a ribbon, all of which was gathered on the sword's edge. It was like lightning flashing, as if cutting through space, with sharp intent gathered into a single line!

laugh!

A flash of crimson light appeared before her eyes. Lin Lu dodged and drew her sword, delivering an upward slash. Swords clashed, sparks flying. The next second, the blades that had been pressed together vanished along with her. Her figure disappeared and suddenly reappeared beside Wei Yanwu. The sharp blade scraped the ground, creating a series of sparks, and then slashed diagonally upwards toward Wei Yanwu's chest.

clang!

The black scabbard blocked the blade, and Wei Yanwu took the opportunity to pull back, his two fingers together brushing against the spine of the sword, the crimson liquid flowing like tears across the blade.

In an instant, the blood-red blade gushed out like a waterfall.

Crimson Sky - Tearful Edge!

However, this was not the end. With the blood-stained blade in front of him, Wei Yanwu stomped his foot, his figure blurring as sword energy, like a storm, swept across and engulfed half of the Sacred Tree Stage.

Scarlet Sky·Absolute Shadow!

The same move can have vastly different effects depending on who uses it. Chen's "Drawing the Sword" and "Shadowless Strike" can at most split a house in half, but Wei Yanwu's "Crimson Sky Sword Technique" can easily cut through buildings or even split a street.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

The sound of metal clanging rang out from the storm, and amidst the crimson, a splash of blazing white light erupted.

Sword energy formed a curtain, and Lin Lu was within it. Her figure was light and agile, like a water bird, dodging the crimson sword energy that passed by. The long sword in her hand turned into afterimages, cutting through the air and forming blades of energy that collided with the crisscrossing crimson sword energy.

Sword Technique: Water Bird Dance!

The Valkyrie Malenia's signature move is derived from the Flowing Water Sword Technique that once sealed away the Goddess of Corruption.

Just as flowing water never stagnates and life never ceases, so too does swordsmanship.

Unlike the Crimson Sky Sword Technique, which is close to the effect of magic, the Water Bird Dance relies on the ultimate 'skill'. It tears through the air with high-speed continuous sword strikes, creating an effect comparable to magic with pure skill.

In the storm.

The red and white sword lights flashed alternately, colliding and canceling each other out, leaving deep marks on the hard stone ground.

Tick!

As the sword energy dissipated, crimson blood flowed down Wei Yanwu's arm, and the black sword in his hand, shaped like the Crimson Sky Sword, was now covered in cracks.

On the other side, Lin Lu fell from the sky, her clothes were tattered and torn, and faint bloodstains could be seen.

The clash between the shadowy figure and the waterbird was evenly matched, with each side gaining an advantage.

"Whoo~"

Exhaling a breath of stale air, Lin Lu's eyes were solemn, her mind tense to the limit, and she was fully focused on defending against the next attack.

Even he had to admit that Wei Yanwu had reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

Unlike Chen's indiscriminate and reckless attacks, the violent sword energy unleashed by Wei Yanwu's sword technique, though seemingly chaotic and disordered, actually contained profound secrets. Each strike seemed to be precisely calculated, with tricky angles and astonishing power. Not a single strike was wasted. Being in it was like being surrounded by deadly traps at every turn, and no one could easily cope with it.

Countless heroes and great figures throughout history, even if you put them all together, very few could reach such a level. At most, they might have different styles and approaches, but it would be impossible to truly rank them.

Wei Yanwu's swordsmanship, like Chongyue's martial arts, has reached the pinnacle of the world.

Click~

A series of subtle cracking sounds rang out. Wei Yanwu held his breath and concentrated, his blood-red essence wrapping around the shattered blade, grinding it into even finer pieces.

Woo!

Like the howling of a hurricane, or the roar of a dragon, blood-red light shot into the sky and rose from the ground!

The sword of tears, discard it when it should!

The sword that cleaves through the clouds must be erected immediately!

Crimson Sky - Clouds Crack!

No sword in hand, but sword in heart. Stone chips fly, the ground cracks, as if a sword that could cleave mountains and seas suddenly bursts forth, reaching the heavens and the earth!

"Hey, hey, that's going too far!"

Lin Lu couldn't help but complain.