Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 535 Unrivaled Under Heaven, Enemy Arrives from the Sky

"I am very sorry to make such a disrespectful request to you."

As a subject, to draw his sword against the king; as a knight, to draw his sword against his master… such an offensive act deserves death as atonement, yet Reinhard's eyes revealed an unprecedented clarity.

When faced with an insurmountable mountain ahead, the desire to climb is a martial artist's instinct. The Sword Saint had never experienced this feeling before; he had always been a mountain in the eyes of others. It wasn't until Lu Ke appeared that he finally had the possibility of fighting as a challenger.

Reinhard's right hand was already gripping the "Dragon Sword," his breathing becoming heavier as he eagerly spoke:
"Your Majesty, shall we find a deserted area to fight?"

He has never fought at full strength, but if he were to unleash his power without restraint, the royal city would definitely not be enough to demolish, and the entire Dragon Kingdom could be destroyed.

"No need to bother."

Lu Ke glanced calmly at the impassioned Sword Saint, then raised his hands and clapped them lightly.

The surrounding scenery instantly darkened, transforming into a low-lying plain filled with dark gray basalt, riddled with potholes of varying sizes.

"here it is……"

Reinhard's breath hitched. He stared at the distant blue planet, his mouth agape in surprise, only then realizing that he was on the moon.

"You should have no worries fighting here, right? It doesn't matter if it gets destroyed, I'll reset it later."

Lu Ke snapped his fingers, synchronizing the moon's ecosystem with Earth's, so that the Sword Saint wouldn't be affected by prolonged oxygen deprivation... although the battle shouldn't take too long.

"It's not fun to defeat you in an instant, and I don't really like controlling my strength, so... let's see how many phases you can go through."

Luke spoke softly and walked slowly toward Reinhard. As he walked, his body shrank to the appearance of an eleven or twelve-year-old boy who was not yet fully developed.

"Although I don't understand what you mean, I will try my best."

Reinhard's eyes narrowed. He did not underestimate Luke because of his change in form. The person in front of him was someone who could make the dragon Polkenica bow down just by showing his face. His performance was omnipotent. He always remembered that he was the challenger!
The "Dragon Sword" seemed to be rusted and could not be drawn. The Sword Saint was puzzled but could not hold back any longer. He simply put his five fingers together to form a blade and launched an attack.

Swah——

A sonic boom accompanied the rapidly passing figure, and the recoil kicked up a fan-shaped cloud of dust on the lunar surface as the knight's figure and the boy's figure flashed past each other.

Pfft!
Reinhard turned his head in astonishment, only to see the boy's body fall down, turning into starlight and dissipating in a way that was different from the way ordinary people died.

The victory was incredibly easy, except for the strange tactile feedback from the body, which felt like some kind of substance closer to the "soul," and it couldn't even be called an enemy.

But this shouldn't be the case...

As Reinhard was filled with doubt, a sudden warning struck him. He turned slightly to the side and raised his hand to block a sharp longsword.

The attacker was an unfamiliar young man whose tall figure completely overshadowed him. His strong physique was awe-inspiring at first glance, and his voice was deep and reserved.

"Don't worry about it, I have twenty-three stages."

The young man grinned, and as he spoke, he twisted his longsword sharply, sending a powerful, soul-piercing attack through the blade.

Sensing the youth's attack possessed a unique quality akin to the "materialization of the soul" that the boy had just given off, Reinhard seemed to understand something, his eyes sharpened, and he clenched his fists.

Although it's much better than the first place, this level is still far from enough!

The longsword shattered, and the broken sword light slashed towards the sword saint with a thousand-times-hammered horizontal stroke, but he flicked it away with his finger and struck the young man's throat with a swift hand chop.

The moment the giant-like youth coughed up blood and collapsed, a slightly crude shuriken grazed Reinhard's cheek, but the attack failed.

[Arrow-avoiding Blessing]: Enemy ranged attacks cannot hit.

The third enemy to appear was a young man who was more well-proportioned and had a better physique than the previous two. The moment he appeared, he burst out in a cloud of smoke and split into five, attacking from different directions.

"Broken Path 4: White Thunder!"

The white lightning, resembling the awakening of insects, was not very powerful, serving only as a cover. However, the Sword Saint was not fooled at all. Relying solely on his keen intuition, he dispelled all illusions and, the instant the five rushed forward, slashed a hand strike at one of them.

puff-

As blood gushed out, the young man glanced down at the massive wound that had nearly cleaved him in two, then raised an eyebrow and smiled calmly at the Sword Saint:

“Well done, but my phases are arranged according to the timeline. The first power leap is about to begin.”

Reinhard's heart tightened, and he turned around abruptly, killing the enemy who was trying to launch a surprise attack from behind with a single blow. The handsome man, whose brows and eyes held a hint of arrogance and displeasure, died on the spot without leaving a last word, his anger still burning.

But the Sword Saint remained vigilant, and the newly appeared enemy finally made him feel a sense of threat.

"Lu Ke, an outer disciple of Longhu Mountain, humbly requests your guidance."

The young man in the Taoist robe had a ruddy complexion, a radiant and restrained spirit, and was exceptionally handsome. He looked like a Taoist immortal, but his clothes were half open and he was unkempt, which gave him a carefree or even unrestrained air.

A dense, tangible golden light shone forth. The Taoist-robed youth straightened his sleeves, and Reinhardt's vision blurred as he saw a large hand pressing down on his head.

Ding!
The sound of metal clashing against stone rang out from where the scabbard of the "Dragon Sword" struck the palm covered in golden light. The Sword Saint remained calm and composed, and even though it was his first time using a weapon, he still seemed to be handling it with ease.

Dense sparks burst in the air, and the storm-like attacks were neutralized in countless collisions. Reinhard was slightly surprised. Although the newly appeared enemy's strength had obviously improved a lot, there was still a considerable gap between him and the enemy. Yet, the enemy seemed to have foreseen the future and defended against all of his attacks.

After another collision, the Taoist-robed youth used the force to retreat, then with a backhand flick of his sleeve, the dense golden light transformed into hundreds of compressed golden orbs, which shot towards Reinhard like a sky full of meteors, but they seemed to have hit a barrier and returned empty-handed.

[First Encounter Blessing]: If the attack is visible, the opponent's first attack will definitely miss.

[Blessing of Rebirth]: If the attack is visible, the opponent's second and subsequent attacks will definitely miss!
"I see. The world's 'blessing,' the destiny of heaven. Now, let's examine this move."

The young man in the Taoist robe chuckled, and golden light gathered on his right arm, while simultaneously coating it with a layer of ominous black aura. His essence, energy, and spirit were unified, and all parts of his body worked together to concentrate everything on his fist.

The feeling of being locked on arose spontaneously, and Reinhard's expression became extremely solemn. The "Dragon Sword" in his hand trembled slightly, but it seemed that it was ultimately not enough and could not break free from the restraint of the scabbard.

"Witness this punch!"

boom! ! !
The world paled in comparison to the ever-rising fist strikes, which squeezed and compressed the air. A massive mushroom cloud suddenly erupted in the vacuum, shattering the undulating mountains and light-colored anorthosite on the lunar surface in the violent shockwave.

Swah——

A fiery red figure burst out of the dust. Reinhard had a trace of blood on the corner of his lips, and his pure white knight's uniform was disheveled and quite sorry, but he had not suffered any noteworthy injuries.

"A very beautiful strike, but you could have saved some energy and fought back a little longer."

The swordsman teleported to the Taoist-robed youth and decisively pierced his opponent's heart, his tone serious.

"No, even if I could hold out for a while, there's basically no chance of winning. I'm not that diligent, so..."

The young man in the Taoist robe fell to the ground, calmly pointing to the sky, and uttered his last words: "Let him deal with you."

buzzing-

The vibration of the "Dragon Sword" reached its peak. With a "click," it was drawn from its sheath, revealing a sword light with a sharp edge. Reinhard looked up at the sky, his blood boiling, and his high fighting spirit was instantly ignited.

Floating in the air are dragons that resemble those that appeared on the day of the royal selection ceremony.

Its entire body was covered in pale green armor, white feathers fluttered around it, and it possessed a pair of sacred and magnificent golden horns.

In another world, the ancient dragon, chanting for millennia, stands tall and elegant, with wind and water swirling around its body. The eyes of the "Calamity God of Tianjin" hold an indifferent divinity and detachment as it looks down upon the "strongest" sword saint.

A deadly threat has emerged, not too intense, probably because the dragon before him is far less imposing than the one he last met, but it is still beyond the limits of "protection" and could kill him.

"The family of sword saints, Reinhard van Astreya."

Reinhard exhaled the stale air from his chest, held the "Dragon Sword" in front of him, raised it high, stomped the ground forcefully, and used the reaction force to leap up and charge at the "god" in the air.

A scornful, mocking sound echoed in the air.

Thick, black cumulonimbus clouds spiraled out, and endless wind and water formed the strongest barrier. A colossal tornado, stretching as far as the eye could see, rose from the ground, engulfing the Sword Saint and the Ancient Dragon in a storm that crushed everything in its path.

boom! boom! boom!
The light cascading from the "Dragon Sword" collided with the cataclysmic power of nature, causing the earth to crack inch by inch under the residual force of the two forces, emitting a heart-wrenching wail.

[The Blessing of Arrow Avoidance], [The Blessing of Thunderclouds], [The Blessing of Rebirth]...

The Sword Saint was repeatedly pierced and knocked down by the raging wind and water, his body covered in wounds, but he laughed heartily and fought with increasing ferocity, turning from the initial passivity to the initiative, and beginning a stalemate of equal strength.

[The Blessing of Tears], [The Blessing of the New Heaven], [The Blessing of Bleeding]...

The power surging out from within his body is not a "protection," but merely an embellishment that allows the power to be better utilized. The truly powerful one is the Sword Saint himself.

Under the fierce attack that had once been suppressed, Reinhard finally opened his heart, no longer bound by the knights, the people of the royal city, or his environment, and unleashed his power without reservation.

Lanlong watched indifferently as the power grew stronger and stronger, even transitioning from being suppressed to confronting it, and was about to surpass him. His golden pupils lit up.

The sky was an intensely dark, inky black. Devastating water cannons gushed down from the center of the storm through the dark clouds, drawing a slanted silver line across the sky and earth, bursting forth with the power to pierce the moon.

"Amazing, absolutely amazing."

Reinhard's eyes gleamed, a sense of impending death enveloping him. He exhaled softly, gathering all his strength into the "Dragon Sword."

The renowned sword, capable of severing all concepts, revealed an incomparably dazzling light, unleashing an unprecedented and unparalleled strongest strike under the might of its master.

"————"

A blinding light shone at the point where the two attacks intersected, the impact crushing everything into the smallest particles. When the aftershocks subsided, two-thirds of the moon had been sheared away, leaving only ruins.

The only surviving dragon, Lanlong, was weak and covered in wounds. Just as it was about to leave, its body suddenly stiffened, and it fell from the sky to the ground, creating a huge crater.

On His back, roughly where His heart is, a figure slowly drew out the "Dragon Sword".

"I'm sorry, this victory was purely by chance and not very honorable."

Reinhard, who appeared unharmed, bowed deeply to Lanlong, whose eyes remained indifferent, showing neither resentment nor anger.

【Phoenix's Blessing】: A blessing that allows one to revive once after death.

If it weren't for this, he would have truly died from the impact of "Great Storm Strike".

In the instantaneous burst of power, Lanlong surpassed him, but relying on his superior overall strength and some rather clever tactics, he ultimately won the game.

"I told you it's okay, this is only the sixth stage, there's still a long way to go."

A familiar voice sounded behind him. Reinhard turned around with a heavy expression, looked at the new enemy who looked exactly like him but had a stronger aura than Lanlong, and gave a bitter smile.

"Is there truly no limit to your power?"

The young man raised an eyebrow, his tone ambiguous: "Who knows, but Lu Ke's footsteps probably won't stop, will they?"

Reinhard closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, he had regained his initial sternness.

Two identical figures, moving in unison, raised their "dragon swords" and charged at each other, bringing the drama to a new climax.

…………

When he reached the "God of Spells" at the surface level, Reinhard was exhausted and stopped there.

Although the Sword Saint can also destroy the surface in a short time, there are differences between surface-level beings. Having shared the power systems of various worlds, Lu Ke, who has no weaknesses in any aspect, is already at the level where he can fight monsters of a higher level.

Rarely do you get to look back at yourself across different timelines? Lu Ke didn't stop because of the Sword Saint's defeat, but instead treated this universe as a blank canvas and had a good time playing with it.

To devour the "sun," to digitize everything in the world, to erode and engulf everything beyond Earth, including the "origin of the world," Ode Ragnar...

Only after the database had filled in everything about this universe did Luke slowly reset the world, pulling everything back to the moment Reinhard was defeated.

Incidentally, the Sword Saint's "Phoenix" buff was extended to seventy times.

"Although I knew it long ago, you are indeed an opponent I cannot defeat even if I fight with all my might." Reinhard, lying on the ground, lost his fighting spirit and regained his usual calm and composure.

"So all martial artists have something wrong with their brains... but I still had a lot of fun playing it."

Luke shook his head and casually tossed a transfer order at Reinhard.

"Here, a gift for you."

Reinhard: "Your Majesty, what is this?"

"It's a bit too foolish of you to be stuck in Lugnica with the repeal of the Reinhard Law."

Lu Ke stroked his chin: "I happen to be short of combat power on my side. How about we go to another world to expand our territory and fight against evil forces?"

"Different world?"

Reinhard wasn't too surprised. After a moment of hesitation, he broke into a hearty smile, knelt on one knee, and lowered his head.

(End of this chapter)