Man on the ark, forced to become king

Good grief, we agreed to only compete in swordsmanship, but you, Wei Lao Er, are trying to play dirty tricks on me, aren't you?

Okay, that's exactly what the Crimson Sky Sword Technique is like; it's a sword technique born to cut through and rival magic.

But what's the difference between using this thing and using magic?

He said that swordsmanship in a sword fight is a close-quarters combat technique, but when it came to Lao Wei, it turned into a clash of light waves...

At this moment, he really wanted to shout: Stop! This is not proper swordsmanship at all!

But there's no way around it; once it's been used, can't it be taken back?

In a real fight, Lin Lu was confident she had hundreds of ways to block or neutralize the attack, and dodging it would be a piece of cake.

However, since it was agreed before the fight that only swordsmanship would be used, those other techniques are no longer valid. Wei Lao Er can use such things, but he can't bring himself to use the guise of swordsmanship to start exchanging spells.

So... let's fight it out!

Having made up her mind, Lin Lu gripped the sword with both hands. A dark, shimmering black-red color climbed up the blade, and a wave of energy resembling flames gathered together as she charged forward, forming a blood-red sword light that slashed vertically.

Sword Skill: Blood Curse Slash!

Unlike other combat techniques that are described as sword skills but are essentially spells, the Cursed Blood Slash, originating from the ominous king Mongot, is indeed a genuine sword technique, with a burst style very similar to the Crimson Sky Sword Technique.

With sufficient energy supply, the force of the slash collided with the soaring sword light of the Cloud-Splitting Sword, canceling each other out and disintegrating, ultimately merging into chaos.

boom!

A visible shockwave swept outwards from the two people, tearing through the stone ground, crushing fallen branches and leaves, and leaving a large, noticeable depression in the pale square.

Dust and smoke swirled and danced in the air, turning it into a murky mess.

When the dust settled, Wei Yanwu no longer had his sword, and Lin Lu's longsword was reduced to half. Her body was covered with wounds of all sizes, blood was flowing out, and she looked extremely disheveled.

This was probably the most pathetic he had ever been since he came into this world.

Lin Lu stood up, his chest heaving, grimacing. He wanted to curse, but he held back. If he weren't so reluctant to break his promise, he would have already blasted the old dragon away with a thunderbolt.

"To have achieved this much, you have every reason to be proud. The Crimson Sky Sword Technique is quite good."

"Cough, cough."

Wei Yanwu clutched his chest, coughed twice, forced a smile, and said arrogantly, "Now you know how powerful it is, right? I have even more powerful techniques to use. The Crimson Sky Sword Technique is not as simple as you see it!"

In the battle just now, he had the advantage of the Crimson Sky Sword Technique. Lin Lu's moves were obviously close-quarters combat, while his were more like magic, which naturally gave him a slight edge.

However, he also gained some benefits. In terms of physical strength, he was undoubtedly at a disadvantage. He couldn't withstand that level of energy burst at all. He only looked more presentable on the surface, but he was actually seriously injured inside.

"Then I'd like to see for myself. Show me what you've got!"

Lin Lu straightened her body, her words showing no sign of weakness.

Just kidding. He's already been tricked by this shameless old dragon today. If he doesn't broaden his horizons and witness the final move of the Crimson Sky Sword Technique, wouldn't he be losing out big time?

No matter what, even if he couldn't accept the challenge and had to admit defeat, he still wanted to see it!

"Then you'd better watch carefully."

Wei Yanwu narrowed his eyes, straightened his slightly hunched body, raised his hand and made a grasping motion as if he had grasped something invisible. An astonishing aura burst forth from him.

The winds and clouds shifted, and the whole world seemed to darken. In the void, a pair of blood-red vertical pupils quietly opened.

Click!Click!

Dark cracks appeared out of nowhere, like invisible swords cleaving through space and revealing their sharp edges.

"With sword in hand, I have defeated all enemies under heaven; none can match my strength! Behold, this is the final move of the Crimson Sky Sword Technique!"

High-spirited!

At this moment, Wei Yanwu seemed to have returned to his heroic years of wandering the martial world with a sword many years ago, and his arrogance was on full display.

"No sword in hand, no sword in heart, this is the Heavenly Cleaver!"

His hands were empty, as if he were holding a sword in the air, or as if he were holding the world in his palm.

The vastness of the world is within your grasp!

The vastness of heaven and earth is beneath our feet!

The pinnacle of humanity, reaching the highest peak, even the heavens look upon it with awe!

With the power of a single sword strike, mountains and rivers shattered, and the entire spiritual world shook violently, cracks crisscrossing everywhere. Finally, unable to withstand the pressure any longer, it collapsed with a deafening roar!

This artificially constructed mental world could not withstand the power of this sword!

As their hearts shattered, everyone's vision went blank for a moment. When it cleared again, they were back in the brightly lit bar, where a soft melody echoed in the lobby, creating a feeling of being in another world.

"you win."

Coming back to her senses from the magnificence of that sword strike, Lin Lu shook her head slightly and readily admitted defeat.

He is not a sore loser, nor has he ever had any obsession with being invincible.

In terms of swordsmanship, Wei Yanwu is indeed superior. His sword is no longer of this world; it could even slay gods.

Although it was just a fleeting glimpse, Lin Lu knew from that single glance that it was a move that Chen Zhongqi would never be able to learn in his entire life.

Even if you manage to imitate its form, it won't have nearly the same power.

The true Heavenly Tunnel is a sword that belongs exclusively to Wei Yanwu.

That was a sword strike of ultimate sublimation, embodying Wei Yanwu's lifelong beliefs and experiences. All other sword techniques paled in comparison to Tian Tang.

With a single sword strike, he slays both the man and himself.

If used to its fullest potential, Wei Yanwu, who unleashed the sword technique, would probably not survive. But even a god would not fare well against such power, and would most likely perish together with the enemy.

"Haha, are you convinced now?"

Wei Yanwu's face was somewhat pale, his expression shifting between reminiscence, arrogance, boundless pride, and a touch of melancholy, ultimately ending with a sigh.

"I'm old, I'm old..."

"Under the golden tree, there is no birth, old age, sickness, or death. You're still a long way off."

Lin Lu shook her head and chuckled, then solemnly said, "In the art of swordsmanship, I, Lin Lu, acknowledge you as the strongest!"

"climb!"

Wei Yanwu rolled his eyes, turned to look at Qiu Bai who seemed to still be reeling from the Heavenly Sword, and laughed, "How about it, may I teach you?"

"Governor Wei's divine might is unparalleled..."

Qiu Bai snapped out of his shock and racked his brains for a suitable adjective, so he could only use a word he had gotten from the idle chatter and flattery of the martial arts world. Then he glanced cautiously at Wei Yanwu, lowered his eyelids, and answered softly, "I... I want to learn swordsmanship from Mr. Lin."

"..."

Wei Yanwu's expression suddenly froze, his dragon eyes widened, and all the words he had prepared were swallowed back down.

"Hey?"

Lin Lu didn't expect the girl to answer like that. He had already given up. Although Qiu Bai was indeed a good prospect, with Wei Yanwu around, his swordsmanship was indeed much inferior.

So, Qiu Bai actually turned down a better teacher and chose this less qualified one instead? What kind of logic is that?

"You guys made a big scene, you scared the girl."

The Rat King stroked his whiskers, his eyes darting around. He guessed what Qiu Bai was thinking and winked at Wei Yanwu.

"Think about it yourself, is that something you can learn?"

"This……"

Wei Yanwu opened his mouth, then understood, and asked with a wry smile, "You think you can't learn my swordsmanship, so you want to learn from him?"

"Um……"

Qiu Bai's expression was complicated. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded slightly.

That's what she was thinking.

Just as the Rat King said, Governor Wei's swordsmanship was indeed very strong, very strong, but that one sword strike was just too strong... so strong that it was completely beyond her comprehension.

She even doubted whether it was really a sword technique used by a human.

Forget about studying, she has practiced swordsmanship for quite some time, yet she hasn't even gotten the slightest clue.

If the swordsmanship she currently possesses is like a stone on the ground, then a single sword strike is like the sun in the sky—so obscure that it's impossible to see clearly. How can she possibly learn it?

Qiu Bai was very self-aware. She never thought of herself as a gifted genius. All her strength came from years of hard work and practice. How could she dare to dream of such high-level swordsmanship?

In comparison, Mr. Lin's moves are barely understandable. Although each move is strong, at least there are patterns to follow. If one puts in the effort to learn and practice diligently, one can probably achieve something.

She's just an ordinary swordsman, a mortal. It's better not to aim too high; learning something that ordinary people can learn is more reliable...

Chapter 259 Unfinished Meaning

"You can see clearly."

Upon hearing the Rat King's words, Lin Lu realized what he meant and shook her head with a smile.

"The Crimson Sky Sword Technique is indeed good, but that thing... can only be considered a sword technique in Old Wei's hands. If it were anyone else, I would have slapped him into the ground long ago."

"You probably really can't learn his methods. Not to mention you, I doubt anyone else in the world could learn them. There's only one Wei Yanwu in this world."

"You're really praising this old man to an extreme. He might even float to the sky in his sleep."