Exploding God

Chapter 1133 Your Excellency, we have no grudges against each other...

Amidst the bursting blood mist, a mortal sword emerged gracefully and quietly bound itself before Lu Ze.

At this moment, the way he looked at the world with his hands behind his back was an image that overlapped with the image of the sword immortal in Wuliangha's fantasy.

This is power exceeding the 11th Star Realm!

When the thought crossed his mind, Wuliangha was so startled that his brain went blank.

At that moment, many images flashed through his mind.

There are scenes of him going without food for days and nights in the wilderness, the moment he first took up a knife and rode a horse to become a wandering hunter, and the first time he saw the second brother.

At that time, the second brother's face was not yet burned; he was a man who looked cold and stern at first glance...

By the way, the second child's name is Suhe, which means axe.

The way he killed people with a dagger was exactly like how a butcher would chop up a sheep with an axe.

The second son has experienced many ups and downs. He is the most composed and reliable in his actions, which is most directly reflected in the fact that he never fights a battle he is not sure he can win.

But now...

The second son died without uttering a single word, becoming a corpse standing still on the spot.

And I, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in an arena, stood trembling under that cold, condescending gaze.

So why the hell did I come here to die?

Driven by an intense will to survive, Wuliangha roared and broke free from the mental pressure exerted by Lu Ze.

Zhang Xinghuo subconsciously took a step back, widening the distance between himself and Wuliangha to prevent this martial artist, who had already advanced to the 10th star level, from suddenly launching an attack, while at the same time trying his best to buy himself time to build up the power of the Ten Absolute Martial Arts.

True skill is revealed in the most critical moments!

Zhang Xinghuo's swift dodges were textbook examples, but she was still too hasty, or rather, underestimated the complexity of this world.

Because the Uriyangkhai had absolutely no sense of chivalry... he turned and ran!

Although he wasn't as skilled in agility as the fourth brother, nor did he possess the third brother's exceptional legwork, he was still a true 10-star martial artist.

The speed at which the Gale Realm could unleash its star source at any cost was beyond anyone's comprehension!

A black storm suddenly erupted on the riverbank, leaving Zhang Xinghuo, who was already retreating, far behind in the blink of an eye.

Clearly, the feint, triggered by the roar, worked.

A glimmer of joy appeared in Wuliangha's eyes.

By being deliberately scheming against the unsuspecting, he finally managed to secure a fleeting moment of survival for himself.

He also felt a sudden drop in the sense of impending death brought by the red sword.

This indicates that he has finally broken free from the killing range of that qi sword.

At this moment, my sense of security is greatly enhanced.

Damn it!

How did such a terrifying guy sneak into the expedition team?!

Once we escape back, we'll definitely tell the Tantai family about this.

Only a powerful and influential family could suppress such a strong person.

Uriyangkhad was still shaken.

……

Zhang Xinghuo was stunned, then his mouth twitched, and his eyes were filled with a little grievance.

She subconsciously looked around.

When in doubt, consult your master.

But when she looked back, all that remained was a distorted, dissipating afterimage and a gentle breeze.

So, where is Master?

"It seems I didn't say you could leave."

Amidst indifferent self-talk, Lu Ze descended gently from the sky with his hands behind his back, his toes landing on the ground.

A deeper, more twisted, and sharper crimson aura surged through the air, suppressing all fluctuations within a hundred meters simply by creating ripples.

Air, dust, starlight... and the figure with a look of smug satisfaction frozen on his face.

When a person's will to survive is about to be cut off, their emotions can range from two extremes: extreme calmness and extreme madness.

Most people belong to the latter category, and Uriyangkhad was no exception. He was a ruthless person by nature, and in his shock and anger, the bandit spirit in his heart was completely unleashed.

Although I knew something was wrong when I saw that inexplicable figure falling from the sky, I became even more horrified when I saw Lu Ze's back to me!

Two curved blades crossed, their blades imbued with a powerful aura, enough to shred steel into powder, let alone a human body—

Uriyangkha stopped chopping halfway through.

The extreme madness that filled his mind vanished without a trace in an instant, seamlessly transitioning into extreme calm. He stood there like a perfect sculpture.

There was no particular reason; it was mainly because the twelve qi swords, all aimed at him, were too bright red.

He doesn't like bright colors.

As for the sword tip being too close to his head, that was secondary.

"Sir, we have no grudge against each other..."

Before he could finish speaking...

Snapped!

Lu Ze turned his head slightly, and the next second he slapped Wu Liangha hard across the face.

A shockwave suddenly erupted from the two people in a circle.

Uliangha, who had been undefeated in the wilderness since he was promoted to 10 stars, was suddenly slapped so hard that his head snapped back and he flew backward out of control.

An eye patch and a bloody tooth flew high into the air.

When Wuliangha was halfway through the air, he was shocked and enraged. He manipulated his muscles and star power to forcefully twist his body in mid-air, and knelt on the ground in an unseemly posture.

"Now we have it."

Lu Ze lowered his eyelids and calmly stared at his palm.

"You have insulted me too much." Wuliangha was so angry that his whole body was trembling. His blood boiled again, and he wanted to fight to the death.

In just over ten seconds, his dignity was repeatedly trampled underfoot, and the anger he felt even surpassed the deaths of the second and third brothers.

"There are some things I don't like to say a second time."

Lu Ze calmly raised his head and stared at Wuliangha, his expression devoid of emotion.

Holy crap—

Uriyangkhad's emotions were on the verge of collapse, just as madness and rage were about to merge and retake control of his mind—

His clothes all flew backward at the same time.

No sound came out of his open mouth.

It was only because two fingers were hovering ten centimeters in front of his brow.

And the side where the two fingers are joined together...

A huge, long, crimson sword shadow floated calmly, its astonishing sword intent enveloping Wuliangha's entire body.

He had no doubt that the giant sword was powerful enough to pierce through mountains.

Such terrifying flying swords, exceeding ten meters in length, are rarely seen in mythological stories.

goooo...

Wuliangha swallowed hard, his cheek muscles twitching as he tried to force a smile, but his stiffness made the movement falter halfway through.

He took a small step back, watching as the enormous sword shadow showed no signs of moving.

Then he took half a step back.

There is still no sign.

They withdrew again...

Uliangha used all his strength to turn around and run.

It was indeed a "run," but not an escape. Instead, it was an explosion of all his suppressed, aggrieved, furious, and insane emotions. His body was enveloped in a dark aura, and he charged menacingly at Zhang Xinghuo.

Like a ferocious dog.

I only hope the arena owner will see that it still has some skill and spare its life.

Lu Ze withdrew his hand, slightly raised his chin, and watched quietly.

A martial artist who has lost his martial spirit is like a dog with a broken spine.

"You have lost all the fearlessness of a martial artist, the spirit of striking with your fists and kicks towards the heavens; you are not even as good as a hyena."

A clear and melodious voice came from ahead. Although the content was slightly different, the meaning was exactly the same as Lu Ze's comments.

The pupils of the fleeing Uriyangkhad contracted.

At the edge of the field of vision, there was a delicate-looking girl who was simply assuming a somewhat ancient boxing stance.

But those resounding words ignited a surge of martial arts intent—

No one is immune to my fists!

There is nothing in front of me that cannot be broken!

Uriyangha vaguely saw a beacon fire burning, its flames raging and soaring towards the sky.

With one step, the waves surged back and swept across the great river.

The girl's figure rose up, like a dragon leaping.

With a single punch, a sudden storm raged.

boom--

A sound that shook the surrounding area resounded, like rolling thunder.

A chilling dent appeared in the dark aura shield of the Uriyangkhai.

The intense energy, still present, enveloped flesh and blood, pressing down from the surface of the body to the back, causing the broad back to bulge out by the size of half a basketball.

The black light from Uriyangha's twin blades shattered like scattered stars, and a painful roar, abruptly cut off, escaped his throat.

A wave of waves has risen again.

The fist techniques unfolded continuously, with powerful and unrestrained movements.

Zhang Xinghuo paid no attention to the deep, bone-revealing knife wound on his shoulder.

She was the master's first disciple.

From now on, I will strive to be the sharpest blade in my master's hands.

Uliangha, a super-level martial artist that I wouldn't have dared to even dream of before...

Let's use it as a sacrifice to heaven today.

……

And so, on the banks of the nameless river in this ancient land of Guangxi, on this slightly gloomy afternoon.

Lu Ze watched quietly as a girl with a fiery and violent aura, with the body of a novice at the 9th level of the Gale Realm, fiercely killed a 10th level Gale Realm cultivator!

It was a storm of blood and rain.

……

With a thud, the body, riddled with bullets, crashed heavily to the ground.

The girl, her clothes stained with blood, bent over and landed with him. Just as she was about to collapse from exhaustion, she managed to hold on with immense willpower and raise her head.

She gritted her teeth, her simple, round face now filled with determination and fervor.

"Master's invincible aura is like the sun and moon shining in the sky."

"Xinghuo will never tarnish the reputation of my sect!"

On the banks of this desolate ancient river, a young woman of marriageable age solemnly made a vow.

From this day forward, her master had truly opened that door for her...

That door that has existed in my dreams countless times, that I have longed for countless times but could never have...

The name of that door is Dream!

Behind that door lies a world that is infinitely high, infinitely far, and full of infinite hope!

To defend this hope.

She will go through fire and water, even unto death!

I need to find a chance to catch up on the update this weekend; I'm giving myself a bad review these past two days!

(End of this chapter)