I Have A Martial Dao World

Wang Zhongfu's "Unity of Man and Sword" technique allowed his Flying Sword to receive full-on support from his True Qi, Divine Thought, and Indestructible Will. Not only could it reach ten times the speed of sound, but it also had the agile maneuverability afforded by the control capabilities of the Thunder Tribulation Realm, proving to be quite difficult to deal with.

But now, trapped in the "Creation Immortal Boat" the size of a van, all these advantages were gone!

Seeing that he had fallen into a trap, Wang Zhongfu's face turned sour as he bellowed, "Fiend, die!"

With a mere thought, the whole blade began to vibrate at high frequency to perform "High-Frequency Cutting," followed by a frenzied barrage of thrusts and slashes, aiming to grind Lu Yao along with his Magical Treasure into dust, or at the very least, break an opening and escape.

But the cramped space left no room for execution, and the Flying Sword could only inflict superficial marks on the four walls of the Creation Immortal Boat.

This did, however, sever several of the Mind Projection's arms and opened a few wounds on Lu Yao's body.

But as usual, these injuries healed quickly, which was the very reason Lu Yao dared to engage in such close-range, exhaustive combat.

At this moment, he even drew the "Blade of Freedom," intent on eradicating his opponent for good!

Wang Zhongfu also abandoned the ill-timed "Unity of Man and Sword," holding the Flying Sword in his hand and twirling it into a sword flower as he said, "You want to fence with me! Very well!"

The next second, the restricted space was filled with the light of swords, and sparks flew as the two exchanged blows.

Although Wang Zhongfu did not prioritize the Martial Path, his basics were solid, particularly his swordsmanship which was not inferior to Yu Yanmei's, fighting impressively within an arm's length.

He also commanded the Yin Sword to continue attacking the Creation Immortal Boat from the outside, hoping to accumulate enough attacks to shatter the Magical Treasure.

But it was ultimately a cornered beast's struggle.

Lu Yao had now realized that, without "Unity of Man and Sword," his opponent's combat effectiveness had sharply declined, and it was time to send him on his way.

The next second, Lu Yao commanded the "Willpower Golden Dragon" to roar suddenly. The profound and solemn dragon roar caused his opponent to falter slightly, and the "Blade of Freedom" took advantage of the moment to aim for his head!

In a moment of crisis, Wang Zhongfu relied on his body's instincts to parry with an angled sword strike, and the Blade of Freedom only managed to open a small cut on his shoulder.

"Not good! It's poisoned!"

Unlike the slow to react Primordial Ancestor, Wang Zhongfu immediately recognized that there was a problem, quickly mobilized his Divine Thought to resist the poison, and expelled it.

"What a magnificent Innate Spirit Treasure! What a poison!"

Including the Creation Immortal Boat, the Loose Cultivator before him had displayed three powerful Magical Treasures, rivaling his own resources.

But then Wang Zhongfu sneered with a corner of his mouth, "What a waste to throw pearls before swine. These treasures are wasted in your hands. Have you not learned anything worthwhile by siding with that tyrant?"

"Are you talking about Ying Zheng?"

The opponent did not know that Ying Zheng was only a remnant soul. But seeing him start to slander, a hint of anger flashed in Lu Yao's eyes, followed by a scoff:

"The nerve of a rat from the gutter pretending to be grand, the Ancestral Dragon is a thousand times more noble than trash like you!"

"Utterly ignorant!" Wang Zhongfu stated solemnly:

"Back when the Demon Gods invaded, it was simply a natural disaster. It would have been better to hide in a Minor World and wait for the disaster to pass. But that fool Ying Zheng had to lead a bunch of equally foolish people to try and stop it. Now look, the Demon God won't leave, and nobody can get out!"

Lu Yao looked at the hysterical person before him, his words dripping with contempt:

"That's why you are the real rats from the gutter! When others were sacrificing themselves for justice you did nothing to help, and now you hide behind, spewing slander."

Afterward, the Mind Projection appeared behind him as he said coldly, "It's my turn to save the world, and to crush all of you despicable creatures!"

Wang Zhongfu also spoke with a cold face, "You really think you have won already!?"

Although his "Unity of Man and Sword" was countered by his opponent's clever stratagem, he believed he still had a trump card—his teammates.

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The two clashed again.

But this time, Lu Yao's killing intent was resolute, and he had gained an intimate understanding of his adversary through their previous fight.

He took a couple of hits, opting for a face-to-face clash with Wang Zhongfu! Then, with blades and fists, the scene suddenly shifted from fencing to WWE-style combat.

And Wang Zhongfu suddenly realized that his sword techniques were completely ineffective in this kind of fight; he could only face it head-on!

The two really fought without any method, with weapons clashing and punches landing flesh to flesh, and Indestructible Will pressing against each other, creating a noise as grating as nails on a chalkboard.

In a head-to-head confrontation, the strength and weakness were immediately apparent; Wang Zhongfu's Golden Body cracked on the spot, clearly, Lu Yao's was more solid!

Wang Zhongfu was aghast and enraged, and at the same time, filled with a trace of unwillingness and disbelief!

Defeat in such a duel meant that his heart was far from as strong as his opponent's, and in terms of the solidity of will, he was even more lacking.

"How can you, a Strongman who only knows body training, have such a formidable Golden Body!"

Lu Yao looked at his opponent with a hint of scorn and said, "You, a rat from the gutter, how could you comprehend true strength!"

His growth to this point relied not only on abundant resources such as spiritual machines.

Since fighting cancer, he had never accepted defeat, and even after gaining power, he did not abuse it; aside from love interests, his actions could completely be described by the words "chivalrous."

This was a person with an innately powerful heart who had been baptized by countless battles, completely overpowering Wang Zhongfu in both heart and will!

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Following that, Lu Yao seized the opportunity to pursue his victory, with the Mind Projection appearing behind him; six fists appeared instantly, swinging full circle and smashing down.

Wang Zhongfu's Mind Projection was the "Morning Teal," a bird resembling a colorful, wild duck.

In normal circumstances, it was infinitely ingenious, allowing its owner to fly at Divine Manifestation of the Holy Realm, but it was completely inferior to six hands in this situation.

Because the space was too small to maneuver properly, he controlled the six arms to constrict his enemy like a python!

The rolling Indestructible Will and the power of Yan Huang turned into a grinding mill and rolled forward without a second word!

With the infinite support of willpower, the Mind Projections of the two were not on the same level.

Wang Zhongfu's "Morning Teal" lasted only five seconds before it burst into nothingness, and he himself let out a scream as his torso was crushed with countless cracks.

Anyone could see that if it continued like this, it would be disastrous; he intended to call his teammates for rescue.

But before he could speak, he saw a tremendous beam of light suddenly appear in the distance, and a powerful rumble shook the entire minor world.

Then, to his surprise, it was Wang Zhongfu who received a rescue request from his teammates first.

Through mind transmission, Hou Cheng desperately screamed: [Brother Zhongfu save me!]

Wang Zhongfu: "..."

At that moment, the notable Wei-Jin era scholar suddenly realized that the situation had taken a dramatic turn for the worse, likely indicating the arrival of his opponent's reinforcements!

He swiftly spoke up: "Stop—Lu Yao, listen to me! I admit defeat, the Demon Race Minor World is yours!"

But Lu Yao turned a deaf ear, his expression one of mockery and his hands unceasing in their movement.

Wang Zhongfu spoke again: "I am willing to offer a lifespan-extending secret technique!"

In his opinion, this would be an irresistible temptation. A Spirit Refining Practitioner could clearly sense their remaining lifespan, and the day-by-day approach of death could drive anyone mad.

Yet unexpectedly, Lu Yao said disdainfully, "I can live for 3000 years, that's enough for me; you should keep it for yourself."

"3000 years!!!" Wang Zhongfu's mind was suddenly shocked, and Xuan Gui Great Saint, who had been closely following the battle, also gasped in surprise!

The lifespan of the strong was influenced by many factors, such as whether they had sustained serious injuries, if their breakthroughs were perfect, and whether they had consumed heaven and earth treasures, and so on.

A normal Thunder Tribulation True Monarch would have a lifespan of around 2000 years; with some methods, a few hundred years could be added, but 3000 years was a bit too much.

But at that moment, the two were close at hand, and Lu Yao had also sustained some injuries, exuding a rich aura of spiritual machines from his wounds!

Wang Zhongfu instantly understood everything and said in disbelief: "You used the spiritual machines on your physical body!"

"Correct, and now you can die," Lu Yao said as he delivered an elbow smash to his opponent's chest.