Chapter 157: 156 I Won! 76K

The whole world was shrouded in an incomparably strange golden light; beneath this eerie, twisted golden canopy, two massive bodies each occupied a corner of heaven and earth, gazing at each other from afar.

At this moment Wang Wu had also transformed into a Heavenly Demon, taking his "true form"; to say, he hadn't assumed this form for a long time.

A body covered with an exoskeleton, backward‑curved horns, and a golden prismatic crystal at the forehead.

The true form of the Heavenly Demon.

"Wu Lang, you look so handsome in this way…"

Wu Er Niang looked at Wang Wu in this state, her eyes sparkling like stars.

She really liked Wang Wu in this state; before, she and Wang Wu were in their true forms… uh, never mind.

"Pathetic thing, over‑confident fool, just die for me."

With a cold snort, Wang Wu unfurled the membranous wings on his back, instantly accelerating to five hundred fifty Mach, and rushed toward the Evil Sky Force in the sky.

"Ha ha! That's exactly what I wanted to say! Just die!"

Seeing Wang Wu charge, the Evil Sky Force let out a loud laugh, its body also accelerated, surprisingly twenty or thirty Mach faster than Wang Wu, and barreled straight toward him.

In the sky, a blinding flash burst forth; atoms in the air trembled violently under the two's power manipulation, and under extreme temperature and pressure they collided fiercely.

Fission, fusion, then fission again. In merely a few seconds, they had triggered hundreds of nuclear explosions in the heavens.

But that was not all of their power; after the atomic collisions came the clash of matter and antimatter.

From the ends of the earth to the farthest seas, the ocean evaporated, the land was torn apart, massive matter was annihilated, everything vanished.

Although a fourth‑rank warrior is only middle‑tier among warriors, a fourth‑rank warrior is still the lowest of the third‑rank, and his combat spectacle is quite impressive.

Not to mention that since Wang Wu obtained a virtual‑reality chamber, he has been undergoing special training from his masters every two or three days, and his combat skills have long since become incomparable to before.

Now his battle experience is extremely rich, which leads to the fact that even though the Evil Sky Force is slightly stronger than him, Wang Wu still handles the fight far more effortlessly.

"You damned fool! Why are you always dodging!!"

In the sky, the oddly‑faced Evil Sky Force missed with a strike, and immediately was hit by a Heavenly Demon Cannon from several hundred kilometers away.

Spitting a mouthful of fresh blood, his eyes turned crimson as he stared intently at Wang Wu, who had already flapped his wings and flown hundreds of kilometers away after finishing an attack, and roared loudly:

"Damn it, facing me head‑on! You beast!! Are you scared???!"

"Heh heh." Yet faced with the opponent's provocation, Wang Wu only sneered, "Foolish thing, what do you think I am?"

"But… it's not impossible."

As soon as the words fell, the next second Wang Wu's figure vanished from the sky.

Not an optical invisibility, but a complete disappearance.

"Damn it?? Come out, come out!!!!"

Sprinting through the sky, tearing a thousand kilometers of sky in the blink of an eye, the Evil Sky Force let out a series of roars. He could feel Wang Wu's aura but could not tell where he was.

"Weren't we supposed to face each other head‑on?? Come out!!!"

"Come out!! You beast!!!"

"I'm right here."

Wang Wu's voice sounded behind the Evil Sky Force; the Evil Sky Force didn't even turn its head, and before Wang Wu's voice reached his ears, he already struck back fiercely.

"Ha ha, stupid thing, die!!!"

Feeling the solid grip on his hand, the Evil Sky Force's heart leapt with joy; the Wu Earth Qi in his hand burst forth, ready to clamp Wang Wu dead.

Earth generates metal; choosing to supplement with earth‑based cultivation is also an excellent choice. The official recommended attribute for the Ji Tian Jin Gang Sect's supplemental path is earth, so the Evil Sky Force naturally also supplements earth.

Earth‑type arts are famed for defense, yet also possess tremendous attack power, especially the yang‑aligned Wu Earth Qi.

Though it looks like a chaotic barrage, in fact it is merely the Evil Sky Force's scheme.

When Wang Wu's voice appeared behind him, the Evil Sky Force knew its scheme had succeeded. The moment it sensed Wang Wu's aura, it hesitated no more and unleashed its strongest strike.

"Fool, why do you think I was fooled?"

But just after that strike was launched, Wang Wu's voice made him pause. To be precise, it wasn't Wang Wu's voice, but what he felt under that strike.

"Wha…"

He couldn't finish the sentence, because before he knew it, a Wang Wu whose appearance was completely different from before had already pierced his chest with his hand.

Feeling the Yinji True Qi flooding his body, the Evil Sky Force stared at Wang Wu in astonishment:

"You…"

"Cultivate, Shura Bloodkill?"

"How, how, how can…"

"Heh heh, nothing's impossible." Wang Wu laughed, cutting him off, "Now, you shall die."

Having transformed into the body of a Yinji True God, Wang Wu's hand unleashed energy; in an instant the Evil Sky Force was completely frozen, its expression forever locked at that moment.

The next second, Wang Wu's claw withdrew from the opponent's chest, and the body shattered instantly.

"Wang Wu, Victory!!!"

Although the opponent was finally defeated using a Yinji Sect technique, that doesn't seem suitable for promoting one's own sect.

Yet the Ji Tian Jin Gang Sect is quite open about such matters and does not restrict the use of other attribute techniques.

After all, everyone training martial arts usually supplements a complementary attribute, and the sect even allows disciples to supplement another attribute, so Wang Wu's action is no problem.

Even if one doesn't supplement a complementary attribute, they usually practice a Mixed Origin, which conflicts with none of the five elements and can amplify any of them.

Wang Wu's Yinji Sect techniques are also fourth‑rank, and compared with Qin Xiang, he actually trained more often under Yin Shenli.

This leads to Wang Wu, although his main cultivation is the Ji Tian Jin Gang Sect, now his combat style is closer to the Yinji Sect.

No, it should be said he leans toward Shura Bloodkill.

Shura Bloodkill is today's most terrifying, ruthless, and mysterious assassin organization.

Every member of Shura Bloodkill is elite among elites; in combat level they are the top of their realm.

Apart from that office, there is no assassin organization more terrifying than Shura Bloodkill today. Even that office, to be fair, is famous mainly because of its master, not the organization itself.

The office's assassins are few in number, but each one is truly a top‑level master in the present world.

Their strength far surpasses the first rank; they belong to the group that stands at the very pinnacle of human martial realms.

Although Assassin Brother Wu Yun is merely a T0 gatekeeper, even as a T0 gatekeeper his caliber among ordinary people is already maxed out.

Shura Blood Curse, gloomy specters, sharp and fierce; although the sect's internal technique is "Ultimate Yin", its performance in direct combat is unmatched in ferocity.

That is exactly what "Ultimate Yin, Ultimate Steel" means.

"Hehe, not bad at all."

Meanwhile, in another location, Yin Shenli was also watching the live broadcast of her disciple's match.

When she saw Wang Wu vanish from sight, first using the Yin Extreme Divine Sect's Clone Technique to make the opponent think he was behind them, then delivering a single strike that pierced the chest, Yin Shenli nodded with great satisfaction.

"He didn't get hit for nothing; his mind's sharp."

High‑speed combat demands on‑the‑spot adaptability; to those a tier below, the duel looks like pure brute force, a clash of ultimate destructive power.

But to observers a tier higher, or several tiers higher, many more details become apparent.

The thought processes during the fight and each side's tactical applications.

Each collision is, in fact, the result of massive mental calculations; both sides consider countless possibilities in a split second and ultimately choose the strategy with the highest win rate for the current situation.

The punches and kicks of Earth Martial Arts differ from those of the Low Martial World; in the Low Martial World every strike is refined to maximize force and deliver the attack as quickly as possible.

High Martial is different: in the High Martial World each technique embodies ultimate power, each execution is at the fastest speed.

The brains of High Martial World warriors process information far beyond the mortals of the Low Martial World, which leads to the ever‑changing nature of High Martial combat.

Of course, if one's own realm is insufficient, such a fight appears to them as a brutally plain melee of punches and kicks.

There's nothing wrong with saying that; after all, it truly is a stark, unadorned brawl of strikes.

It's simply a bit faster, with slightly more energy to mobilize; the blows involve both atomic collisions and matter‑antimatter interactions.

"Wow! Wu Lang, you're really, really amazing!!"

In the tavern, after witnessing Wang Wu's sweeping victory, the girls all cheered. The more restrained ones didn't shout, but their expressions were still excited.

The girls saw a slowed‑down version of the fight; after all, their own strength here is at most seventh‑rank martial artists, with the weaker Wang Lan and the Three Demon Maidens only eighth‑rank.

However, they have now cultivated the technique Wang Wu provided, and they have also taken medicine.

Um, although supplements can't be used, Wang Wu still gave them some of the medicine like "Heavenly Meridian Pass".

Heavenly Meridian Pass is certainly not a supplement; it's merely a medicine, very proper…

No, supplements are also very proper; disciples of major sects all use them, and the sects produce all kinds of supplements.

There's nothing wrong with using supplements; if they can make you stronger, why not use them?

"Not bad!"

After the bout, Qin Xiang approached Wang Wu, patting his shoulder with great satisfaction, "Well fought. Want to go another round?"

"Of course!" Wang Wu, buoyed by his victory, said confidently, "Master, would you say my strength among those of the same realm is fairly good?"

"I'd say so," Qin Xiang chuckled, "There are still some flaws, but given your talent, reaching this level is already quite good."

"Since you intend to keep fighting, then let's go!"

"Alright, Master!" Wang Wu nodded firmly and then returned to the tavern.

He first celebrated with the girls who rushed over; three hours later, Wang Wu set down the completely fainted, continuously convulsing Wang Lan, whose form vanished from his private space.

The tavern was still too boisterous; let's open a private space, family.

"Huh, the human race really still can't manage," Shu Niang, already awake, said with a grin, looking at Zhao Xingyue, who had been unconscious for over ten minutes yet still spasmed intermittently, as well as Zi Yuan and Yao Qing in the same state.

"It's been that long and still no real progress?"

"Why are you comparing this with humans?" Zhu San Niang laughed, patting Shu Niang's head, "Humans are inherently frail; what's the point of comparing with them? You should compare with our own kind."

"I was just talking…" Shu Niang scratched her head.

The master's praise and the earlier fight instantly filled Wang Wu with confidence, making him boldly face his second opponent.

And then he was shattered.

Shattered in the literal sense.

"Not bad at all."

Looking at Wang Wu broken into countless fragments, his opponent—also a fourth‑rank practitioner, whose cruising speed is fifty megahertz slower, only five hundred megahertz, a fellow sect member Hua Mengya—smiled and said,

"But you still can't compare to me."

The fight lasted only about half an hour; Wang Wu was pressed the whole time and ultimately suffered a humiliating defeat.

Even though two masters had taken turns intensively training him in past days, when he faced Hua Mengya today, Wang Wu still felt a deep sense of frustration.

Her strength was indeed lower; on paper her stats should be worse, since he is five hundred fifty megahertz while she is only five hundred.

Yet he still lost, and lost terribly.

After being shattered, Wang Wu respawned in the contestant area; Master Qin Xiang was still there waiting, his smile unchanged.

"Now you know there are people beyond people, heavens beyond heavens?"

"Yes, Master," Wang Wu nodded, showing no sign of dejection on his face.

"No dejection, no sense of frustration?"

"No," Wang Wu shook his head, "She's weaker than me yet still completely crushed me in battle; I'm convinced."

"Not bad," Qin Xiang praised, "It's normal you can't beat her; she's different from you—she truly rose from a pile of corpses."

"Huh?" Wang Wu was stunned.

"Even if a virtual‑reality pod can fully simulate the real environment, it's still just a pod. Psychologically, it's still different from a truly real battle."

"Hua Mengya's talent isn't great, but in our Earth Martial Arts, talent isn't that important."

"Even with average talent, as long as you keep throwing yourself into repeated life‑or‑death battles and survive each time, you will keep advancing."

"That's exactly how Hua Mengya is," Qin Xiang patted his shoulder, then turned to look at the newly appeared Hua Mengya.

"Not bad, Mengya." Qin Xiang clasped his hands, looking down at her from a height, and a demeanor erupted from his body that was completely different from when he faced Wang Wu before.

The fierce flames roared to the heavens, and the evil aura was chilling.

Ruthless, and cold.

"Continue, keep struggling, struggle again and again within each death."

"Only this way can you obtain what you desire, only this way can you fulfill your revenge."

"Now you are still far from enough; you will only die on the path of revenge, or be killed by your enemy."

"Struggle! Fight to the death!!! Hahaha, ke ke ke!!!"

Facing Qin Xiang's voice, Hua Mengya merely nodded silently, then stepped over Qin Xiang and approached Wang Wu.

"My name is Hua Mengya."

She extended her hand toward Wang Wu.

"Wang Wu." Grasping the offered hand, Wang Wu could clearly feel the surging energy within her flesh.

"Your strength is impressive; I concede wholeheartedly." Looking at the opponent's scar‑filled face, Wang Wu said solemnly.

"Thank you." Hua Mengya tugged at her face, revealing a somewhat stiff smile.

Even though she was covered with horrifying wounds, it did not diminish Hua Mengya's charm. Though others might find it gruesome, Wang Wu did not think so.

"You fight beautifully, just like your temperament." Wang Wu said with a smile.

"Is that so?" Hua Mengya tilted her head, "Is this a compliment, or sarcasm?"

"What sarcasm?" Wang Wu was a bit puzzled.

"To tell a woman who has nothing to do with beauty that she fights as beautifully as her temperament, I wouldn't take that as a compliment toward me."

"But you are beautiful, so why do you think you have nothing to do with beauty?" Hearing Hua Mengya's words, Wang Wu's eyes showed a strange emotion, "Your features are lovely, very heroic, much like my lady, except she has only one scar on her face."

"Hehe." Hua Mengya laughed, her smile still a bit gruesome, but it was clear her mood was actually fine.

"Since you think so, why not exchange thoughts with me?"

"Um, now?"

"Why?" Hua Mengya tilted her head again, "So the words just now were merely your flattery?"

At this moment, Wang Wu looked at his master, only to find that the person had already vanished sometime earlier.

"The master left early." Hua Mengya leaned in then, "So do you want to exchange thoughts with me?"

"Here?" Wang Wu asked, looking back at Hua Mengya.

"I'm fine either way, if you want…" She shrugged; before she could finish, Wang Wu grabbed her and disappeared into the contestant area.

Hours later, late at night, in a room in Yunguang City.

The virtual reality pod opened slowly, and Hua Mengya trembled as she crawled out; though a fourth‑rank warrior, her movements were extremely stiff and clumsy.

"Plop—"

A muffled thud, and Hua Mengya, falling from the pod, landed heavily on the ground.

The fall itself was harmless, but it instantly made Hua Mengya's body recall past suffering, like a fish out of water, beginning violent convulsions and spasms.

The immense pain made Hua Mengya unable to endure any longer; trembling, she let out a scream like a howl, accompanied by wave after wave of eruptions, and the ground quickly formed a puddle.

In fact, Wang Wu had only been yielding to this woman before; after all, they were fellow disciples, and there was no need to make the relationship so strained.

Since he had already won a match, in the second private duel Wang Wu naturally would hold nothing back.

Amid the strong afterglow, recalling his own previously abject, dignity‑stripped cries and pleas, Hua Mengya's face at that moment twisted and flushed with embarrassment and anger.

"Damn, damn, damn!! Ah… no, no!!!"

Her body arched violently; in the strongest aftershock, her eyes rolled back, her tongue lolled out, and she lost consciousness completely.

"Haha, Hua Mengya! This time, I have won!!"

In the virtual space, a smug Wang Wu proclaimed his victory.

In the real world, the next morning, a refreshed Wang Wu crawled out of the virtual reality pod.

Although his body was covered with scarred wounds and only barely recovered, Wang Wu paid no mind to it.

"Did you record yesterday's match video?" Wang Wu looked at the three open virtual reality pods and asked the three female demons.

"All recorded, Wu Lang." Wu Er Niang nodded, "Wu Lang, the matches you lost are also recorded."

"Haha, really capable!" Wang Wu laughed as he walked over, kissing each of the three female demons on the forehead.

As for why the other four pods hadn't opened yet, the answer was that their spirits were completely depleted and needed time to recover; they wouldn't be expected to rise within at least two hours.

The sect‑wide Grand Tournament of the Ultimate Heaven Vajra Gate, plus that of the Yinji Divine Sect. Wang Wu gained much from these two tournaments, especially later, when he exchanged thoughts with Hua Mengya several times.

"Um, not that kind of exchange, just ordinary duels. Though he still lost each time, Hua Mengya gave him plenty of guidance."

This differs from master Yin Shenli and Qin Xiang; Hua Mengya is closer to Wang Wu because she is also fourth‑rank, and her talent is lacking, so she can only level up by spending fate.

Qin Xiang and Yin Shenli are geniuses among geniuses; in their life's battles, they have almost no defeats.

Master Qin Xiang is sometimes pinned down by assassin brother Wu Yun, but sometimes he pins Wu Yun; overall his defeats are few, really few.

Yin Shenli is different; in all battles of her life, she has only been defeated by two people: the first Tianwu, and the elder brother of the assassin, the Cloud Crane Sect leader Wu He.

One is the world's number one, the other is number two.

Of course this doesn't mean Yin Shenli's strength has reached third in the world; she hasn't that level yet.

But Yin Shenli is indeed fierce; her strength surpasses Wu Yun, as does her talent. Therefore, she has no experience with things like eras.

Some of what she and Qin Xiang teach is not quite suitable for Wang Wu; even though they've considered his strength, it's still somewhat difficult for him.

But Hua Mengya is different; she has many failures under her belt and knows how to make up for fatal mistakes.

She also knows how to turn a disadvantage into an advantage when her stats are weak.

All of her battle recordings have been marked by Wang Wu, ready for him to review in the space when he has time, savoring them.

"Um, I said not that battle video; if not at the master's request, Wang Wu doesn't have that habit."

Of course, as Hua Mengya's unreserved teaching to him, to show his gratitude, Wang Wu naturally gave his all, holding nothing back.

Thus, for Hua Mengya, the most extreme humiliation and torment of her life began.

Repaying kindness with hatred is, for a member of the Demon Sect, perfectly normal. One can only say Hua Mengya is still too kind, not fit for this sect.

Even under Wang Wu's relentless torment, Hua Mengya completely collapsed, lost all dignity, and knelt on the ground in a terribly humiliating posture, her forehead pressed tightly to the floor, begging Wang Wu for mercy.

But Wang Wu showed no mercy at all; the plea even provoked his ferocity, pouring all his ruthlessness and coldness into it.

After all, a hard‑won leverage wouldn't be let go so easily.

There's no other way; that's how Demon Sect members are. They know no loyalty, no propriety, and have no sense of shame.

Besides the replay of the match with Sister Hua for review, there are also the battle recordings where Wang Wu emerged victorious.

Unlike the sect‑wide tournament of the Extreme Heaven Vajra Gate, Wang Wu performed quite well in the sect‑wide tournament of the Yin Extreme Divine Sect.

Among seventeen opponents of the same level, he only lost to the last one, who was already a Fourth‑Grade Complete Realm master.

As for those victorious recordings, Wang Wu plans to bring them here for others to see.

Mainly to boost the reputation of the Extreme Heaven Divine Palace in this world; of course, besides his own footage, there are also masters representing the palace's 'high‑end combat power'.

For example, the two‑master‑gate Direct Transmission Disciple battles—though only three matches in total, that's enough.

The sect head's Direct Transmission Disciples of the Yin Extreme Divine Sect are only two: Mi Yan and Wang Wu.

And Mi Yan is even fiercer than the senior sister of the Extreme Heaven Vajra Gate, already a half‑step T0‑level master.

Therefore, her opponent was also a sect teacher, a peerless master.

Although she lost, one must admit this woman is indeed a bit frightening.

As for how the recordings in the virtual‑reality pod are played, the answer is using the March people's Super Large Holographic TV.

Seven days later, Heaven Python Palace.

In a certain room of Heaven Python Palace, a group of demon kings watched the battle footage on the holographic TV; all demons were silent.

Because the destructive power displayed in that footage left them unable to utter a single word.

Considering the audience might not see the first‑grade disciple fights clearly, and Wang Wu didn't want to slow it down, he settled for the fourth‑grade disciple versus third‑grade disciple battles instead.

He also cut out many parts, such as his own transformed fights and some rather ugly victories.

"This… this is…"

South Province representative Si Tu Yuan swallowed hard as he watched the destructive power shown by a certain third‑grade disciple on the screen.

"This is the Extreme Heaven Divine Palace."

Although Tian Ling was equally stunned, he maintained his professionalism and didn't forget to polish his company's image.

"W‑what about these… these techniques…?"

At that moment, the Tongzhou representative also turned to Tian Ling, asking excitedly.

"As long as everyone cooperates, the commissioner will naturally not short‑change you."

Tian Ling gave a faint smile.

"Of course!" the human‑race representatives immediately replied in earnest.

After a brief shock from the Extreme Heaven Divine Palace, the human representatives left one by one, leaving only South Province representative Si Tu Yuan behind.

"Lord Tian Ling."

Si Tu Yuan bowed respectfully to Tian Ling and said:

"I have some matters I wish to discuss with you."

"If it concerns the palace, I'm afraid I'm powerless." Tian Ling said with a smile, shaking his head.

"No, what I'm after is something else, unrelated to the Extreme Heaven Divine Palace or Commissioner Wang."

"Oh? And what is that?" Tian Ling asked curiously.

Si Tu Yuan said nothing, only producing a magical artifact, after which a projection appeared.

Seeing the two projections—a man and a woman—appear before him, Tian Ling was startled for a moment, then asked:

"Da Ji and the people of the Luo family from South Province?"

"But that has little to do with my Heaven Python City, I suppose."

"I would like to discuss cooperation with you, Lord Tian Ling."

Si Tu Yuan said with a smile.

(End of chapter)