A man in the ark was forced to become a king

No one noticed that the golden tree, which had been drained of too much power at once, dimmed, and its branches and leaves were much withered. The eyes of Zuo Xuanliao, Zhongyue, and Ling all stayed on the figure with its back backed by the flames, dragging the evil demon towards the border.

The hundred-meter-long dragon head was deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts, and a fire burned hundreds of miles away!

In the face of such power, even natural disasters pale in comparison.

Yumen Pass, which has guarded the frontier for thousands of years, has had countless heroic legends. This time, it is unique.

The man who was dragging the demon backwards seemed to be carrying a terrifying coercion, as if the world was collapsing. Every step he took seemed to step on everyone's hearts.

"Is he really human?"

Zhong Yue's body was tense under his robe, and his body that had been tempered for thousands of years seemed to have encountered a natural enemy. It was the feeling of being targeted by a hunter. Even he felt shuddering.

Too strong, too strong...

He couldn't think of any words to use to describe the power of Mr. Lin.

Although the old Heavenly Master's thunder method is powerful, it is nothing more than a natural disaster.

But the invisible raging flames outside Yumen Pass are beyond the scope of natural disasters. If they were allowed to fall inside Yumen Pass, I am afraid that the changes in this building that have stood for thousands of years will not be much different from the earth and rocks outside.

The flame seemed to be alive, greedily devouring everything that could burn. Even if the spell had ended, it had no intention of weakening at all. Instead, it burned more and more intensely, and it was unknown how long it would last.

Mortals are weak?

This statement seems particularly ridiculous when it comes to Mr. Lin.

In front of that man, the weak one should be a god.

Even if the Sui Beast revives and descends on the earth in a state of complete victory, it may not have such power.

When did such a strong person appear on this land?

What's even more frightening is that the person holding such force is not a god or a demon, but a 'human', a pure human being.

Boom!

The demon's body was thrown into the city, and golden vines emerged from the ground, entangled the demon's body, devouring flesh and blood, and absorbing the soul that had not yet died.

Lin Lu clapped her hands, jumped up to the nearly [-]-meter-high city wall with a slight leap, and returned to the position where she jumped when the battle began. Except for the fact that her shirt was torn by her inflated body, exposing her solid muscles, she had no hair left. Lossless.

"How about it? As I said before, I'm here to help."

"..."

Zuo Xuanliao opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer.

The desert that was turned into magma glass left him speechless, and all his preparations were in vain.

Indeed, with the strong support invited by the Heavenly Master, why should the evil spirits be afraid?

Hundreds of miles of blazing flames, connecting the sky and the earth, overwhelmed the divine power and surpassed the natural disasters.

As long as this person is still here, Yumen Pass will be as stable as a mountain.

The word "powerful" is no longer enough to describe Lin Lu's power. Any word description pales in comparison to the absolute strength.

"Killing a little guy is not pleasant enough. Sister, is this the eldest brother?"

Lin Lu turned to look at Zhong Yue with a warm smile.

It's just that this expression combined with the exposed muscular upper body and the scary fact that has not yet completely restrained it, can't really be said to be very friendly.

"He is our eldest brother, Zhong Yue."

Ling nodded, his eyes full of complexity.

Now she finally understood why Lin Lu could easily and freely make a plan to kill the beast with Taifu when she was still in Shang Shu.

Everything depends on strength.

Even without the black sword that made her tremble, Sui Beast would not be Lin Lu's opponent based on his own strength alone.

It is not an exaggeration to say that a person like this is so powerful that he can cover the sky with one hand.

He alone can even compete with a country. Ordinary armies have lost their meaning in front of such a strong man, and the surviving gods from ancient times may not be of much use.

The gap between gods and him may be as big as the gap between mortals and gods.

"Then, brother, let's have a competition?"

Lin Lu raised her hands and clasped her fists, her eyes stern.

The demon's strength is really not that strong. His boiling blood and fighting spirit have not yet dissipated. It would be really uncomfortable if he stopped here.

"I heard from your sister that my eldest brother has been practicing martial arts for hundreds of years. Why don't we just close the jade gate and have a spar?"

"..."

Zhongyue looked at his 'brother-in-law' with complicated emotions and remained silent for a long time.

"Mr. Lin is joking. With such magical power, I think I am invincible."

Fight, what did he use to fight?

Not to mention that he had long since stripped away what he once was as a god, and now this body is just an ordinary human body.

Even if the divine body is still there, it is impossible to defeat such a monster.

There is a high chance that even Sui in his heyday will not be able to do it, and he will only lose worse.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see the difference between the two, so why do they still need to compete?

It's not that he's afraid of being embarrassed in public.

Just, it doesn't make sense.

"Don't worry, brother, you and I will compete in martial arts, regardless of spells, only martial arts."

"I heard from your sister that my eldest brother has been practicing martial arts for hundreds of years and has reached the state of transformation. He is at the top of the human world. It is really a pity that he cannot experience it."

Lin Lu took a step forward, her ferocious beast-like aura subsided, and returned to her usual appearance.

In the fight with Zhong Yue, he really didn't plan to use any spells or prayers for gain, not even the blessing of the golden tree.

This competition is really just a competition of martial arts.

"Contest?"

What exactly is Wu?strength?Skill?The art of killing?

But if assassinations and sneak attacks are considered skills, and you can do whatever you want to kill people, why treat it as a science?

In search of an answer, he gave up his power as a god, sealed 'himself' into the sword, and created a human body.

Today, Zhongyue thought about it for a long time. He saw steel cities standing on the ground, thousands of troops sweeping the territory, high-speed warships ramming, and gunfire flying.

Before meeting Lin Lu, he felt that no matter how powerful one person was, he could not defeat thousands of troops or defeat high-speed battleships.

The era of 'martial arts' seems to have quietly receded.

But Lin Lu's appearance broke his inherent understanding.

It turns out that a weak mortal who practices martial arts can really achieve his current situation.

The power of one person can really match the strength of thousands of troops.

Such a powerful man was now standing in front of him, wanting to compete in martial arts...

In terms of strength, Zhong Yue knew he was invincible, but if it was a competition of martial arts, he had to admit that his heart was indeed moved.

too long……

It had been a long time since he had faced an opponent who could allow himself to punch as hard as he could without asking for anything.

call!

The outer robe that covered his body was thrown away at will, revealing the loose training clothes underneath. Zhongyue got into a posture, and the invisible "meaning" spread out from his body and enveloped the surroundings.

"So, let's come."

"it is good!"

Lin Lu grinned and made the first move without any delay.

Zuo Xuanliao and Ling stepped aside, only to see two figures disappear instantly on the empty city wall. The next second, fists and palms collided together, an invisible impact pressed through the air, and ripples were visible to the naked eye.

Boom boom boom!

Every time the two bodies, both of which were tempered, collided, there was a dull sound, like being struck by a heavy hammer.

Zhong Yue's movements are light and elegant, soft yet firm, and he advances and retreats well-founded. The alternation between fists and palms is in a state of its own.

In comparison, Lin Lu is much simpler and cruder. There are no eye-catching moves, only extremely concise movements. Every attack is just right, with a perfect balance between strength and speed.

dong dong dong dong!

After countless collisions, the speed of the two gradually slowed down, and the number of fists and kicks exchanged began to decrease.

Pure 'skill' replaced the competition of strength.

"I have never seen anyone compete with the Grandmaster and be evenly matched."

Zuo Xuanliao watched the changes on the court closely and couldn't help but admire.

He originally thought that Mr. Lin was good at magic and his inhumanly powerful body.

Unexpectedly, regardless of those external factors, Mr. Lin's martial arts has reached its peak.

There are many warriors in Yumen Pass, but compared to the two people in front of me, those Jianghu people are not as immature as children, but they are almost the same.

The martial arts of these two people have reached the point of no improvement. They have exhausted all changes, reduced complexity to simplicity, and refined it to the extreme.

They are no longer limited to the moves themselves, and are no longer limited to 'martial arts'.

Rather than saying that they practice martial arts, it is better to say that they are the 'martial arts' itself, the end of the martial arts. It is impossible for other warriors to beat them in the martial arts.

After all, how can a person who practices martial arts defeat 'martial arts' itself?

"call!"

Once again, the figures intertwined, and the two people who were fighting each other were separated on both sides, their eyes facing each other. Zhong Yue exhaled a breath that penetrated the air like a pair of swords.

It was the first time in many years that he was beaten so happily.

Before that, he was the pinnacle of martial arts. How many people in the world could fight against him?How many punches did you catch?

Time has passed by for hundreds of years, and it can only be counted on one's fingers.

Now, he has met his real opponent.

Facing Lin Lu, Zhong Yue had the illusion that he saw another version of himself.

It is the ultimate skill that exhausts all the changes in moves and incorporates martial arts into fists and feet.

No moves are needed. Every time you take action, you will be able to incorporate thousands of moves into it.

At this point in the competition, Zhong Yue knew that he had lost.

Because from the beginning, Lin Lu had restrained most of her strength and even intentionally weakened herself, so this fight could only go so far.

When people practice martial arts, what they pursue is never a certain extreme.

Strength and skill are equally important.

If you want to reach the end of the martial arts journey, you not only need to hone the most perfect moves, but also need a well-honed body.

In terms of pure skills, the two were equally matched, but in terms of physical strength, they were far apart.

Zhong Yue didn't think he could really hit that monster-like body. His fists and kicks fell on Lin Lu. If the opponent hadn't deliberately weakened himself, it might not have hurt at all.

But he can't.

After the fight until now, even if Lin Lu restrained his terrifying power, he felt that his body's endurance was approaching its limit.

If he really let go, Lin Lu would have countless opportunities, but he could only take one punch.

With a body that can resist evil spirits, he might not be able to withstand even the steel city wall of Yumen Pass, and his body of flesh and blood would be even more unable to withstand it.

So, how can we win?

"I'm losing."

After regaining his composure, Zhongyue cupped his hands and simply admitted defeat.

He is not someone who cannot afford to lose. If he loses, he loses. There is nothing to distinguish.

"I have been practicing martial arts for hundreds of years, but I never thought that there would be someone like Mr. Lin in the world."