Mythical Three Kingdoms: Martial Arts Reach Divine Ranks, I Alone Rule the World

"Brother!"

"What is Lü Bu doing...?"

Zhang Liao, whose martial arts level was low and whose perception was far inferior to Zhang Mu and Lü Bu, expressed his doubts as he looked in the direction Lü Bu had left.

Zhang Mu pointed to Yanran Mountain, which had been cut off by half of its peak, his tone full of sarcasm.

"I'm talking to Wen Yuan!"

"Do you perhaps think we are still in Han territory?"

"Although Yanran Mountain is not as important as Langjuxu Mountain further north, it can still be regarded as a half-sacred place for the nomadic tribes of the grasslands."

"With the holy land destroyed, shouldn't the Xianbei barbarian army residing on this land send someone to investigate?"

After saying that, Zhang Mu looked regretfully at the top of Yanran Mountain.

It is unknown whether the stone tablet inscribed by Ban Gu, a master of literature and Taoism, in honor of Dou Xian, the Marquis of Champion, still remains on Yanran Mountain, where half of the mountain collapsed.

Zhang Liao stood there speechless, stunned, after hearing his elder brother's explanation.

This is clearly a matter of life and death, involving the destruction of the enemy's sacred religious site, so why does it sound so strange coming from the mouth of his elder brother, Zhang Mu?

Is this the confidence of a Martial Realm expert?

No matter if it's a den of dragons or a lair of tigers, I can come and go as I please; even a thousand armies and ten thousand horses cannot stop me.

But when Zhang Liao recalled the earth-shattering scene of his brother Zhang Mu fighting Lü Bu, he added a question mark to his words.

Ordinary Martial Realm experts might not have such confidence that borders on arrogance.

"Bang!"

Just as Zhang Liao was pondering whether he would possess such unparalleled combat power when he broke through to the Martial Phase Realm, two alien Gathering Qi Realm experts, who had fainted like dead dogs, were thrown down in front of him.

After that.

Lu Bu, exuding a murderous aura, emerged from the darkness.

"It's yours!"

After saying something to Zhang Liao, who looked surprised, Lü Bu replied casually.

He casually brushed off the enemy's bone fragments that had inadvertently gotten on his body and plopped down next to Zhang Mu.

"Speak!"

"What brings you, Zhang Gongzhi, to Wuyuan County tonight to seek me out?"

Although the words were spoken to Zhang Mu.

but.

Lu Bu glanced at Zhang Liao, whose face was somewhat youthful and whose features resembled Zhang Mu's.

Nobody has nothing better to do than have a burden around them for no reason.

Especially after Lü Bu sensed Zhang Liao'er's current martial arts level, he had some guesses in his heart.

Faced with Lü Bu's blunt question, Zhang Mu gave Lü Bu a serious look.

His eyes were clear, without a trace of bloodlust or demonic madness.

It is precisely because this demonic quality is no longer concealed that Lu Bu's inherent arrogance and unrestrained domineering nature are now on full display.

How can one describe such arrogance and domineering nature!

Zhang Mu thought of Lu Bu, the domineering character played by Lu Ziqiao in his previous life's "iPartment: The Battle of the Forbidden City".

If the domineering aura of Lu Bu in the TV series is merely superficial...

So.

The one in front of us, however, is perfectly natural, with not a single trace of incongruity.

Putting aside his inner turmoil, Zhang Mu stated directly the purpose of his trip.

Turning his head to look at Zhang Liao, Zhang Mu told Lü Bu about the obstacles his sworn brother Erjin had overcome to break through his cultivation level, as well as the method for breaking through his cultivation level that Guo Qun, the governor of Yanmen County, had told him.

Therefore…

After finishing his detailed explanation, Zhang Mu turned his gaze to Lü Bu.

"Mu has come here tonight for my second brother's breakthrough."

"Fengxian, could you offer some guidance?"

"If there is..."

"I owe you a favor, Fengxian."

however.

To Zhang Mu's astonishment...

After listening to his story, Lü Bu curled his lip in disdain.

"That Prefect Guo doesn't know anything about methods to break through realms."

"Fengxian!" Zhang Mu interrupted Lü Bu.

His eyes fell intently on Lü Bu: "Prefect Guo is Mu's elder!"

Although Zhang Mu didn't show much respect to Guo Qun on ordinary days, his respect for him was genuine.

How could Lü Bu have known about the relationship between Zhang Mu and Guo Qun?

His face stiffened, and an awkward smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"But then again..."

Lu Bu forced a comment to fill in the gaps, and continued, "Prefect Guo's account of the methods for breaking through realms is largely correct, except for the description of the last method, Wang Yue's method for breaking through realms, which is..."

Lu Bu pondered for a moment, trying to figure out what to say in a way that would avoid offending Guo Qun as much as possible.

"Slightly biased."

As soon as Lü Bu said this, it immediately piqued Zhang Mu's interest.

He pressed further, asking, "Where exactly is it biased?"

Zhang Mu did not question what Lü Bu said.

After all, even Guo Qun himself said that he only heard about it by chance from Xun Shu, the divine lord of the Xun family, and did not know the specifics.

With a flick of his wrist, Lu Bu conjured up the halberd he had been nurturing within his blood aperture space.

Looking down at his natal weapon, which was connected to his own energy and possessed a faint spirituality, Lü Bu grasped it in his hand and laid it out in front of Zhang Mu.

"From a perspective of public administration..."

"At our level of Martial Aspect Realm, what is the true nature of a natal divine weapon forged using vital energy and rare and precious materials?"

What is the essence of a natal divine weapon?

Zhang Mu pondered Lü Bu's question, while Zhang Liao subconsciously touched the long sword slung across his back.

Although he couldn't store his weapons in his blood acupoint space to nurture them like the two people in front of him, he could still be described as always having his sword with him. Under the influence of his blood energy, the longsword had also acquired a faint spirituality.

However, this spirituality is very weak, and it is completely unable to engage in a battle of divine weapons on its own, like the black halberd of its elder brother Zhang Mu and the halberd of Lü Bu.

Lu Bu looked at the two brothers, Zhang Mu and Zhang Liao, who were deep in thought, but he did not urge them.

Instead, he turned to look at the ruined Yanran Mountain, his eyes scanning the surroundings as if searching for something.

"A vessel!"

"Although Maki also wants to call it a partner in battle, its function is simply a tool for fighting."

"Hahahaha!" Lu Bu laughed heartily upon hearing this.

"That's right."

Lu Bu retrieved the halberd that was lying across Zhang Mu and planted it in the ground beside him.

"No matter how powerful and spiritual a personal weapon may be, in the eyes of people like you and me, it is nothing more than a tool."

"If it breaks during battle, we can nourish it again with our blood and energy."

"Even without this natal divine weapon in hand..."

"We can also switch to other weapons for combat; the only difference is that they won't be as easy to use."

"but."

Lu Bu then took a turn in his speech, mentioning the Imperial Tutor Wang Yue.

"Wang Yue is different from us."

"He appears to be following the path of martial arts, but it is not a pure path of martial arts. Instead, he has also cultivated the literary tradition of the Mohist school, one of the Hundred Schools of Thought."

Therefore.

"His skills were almost entirely related to the Zhenyi sword that hung at his waist."

"With the Zhenyi Sword in hand, if they are at the same level, once Wang Yue unleashes many sword techniques inherited from the Mo family, even if someone from another school faces him, it is not certain that they can defeat him."

"But what if Wang Yue were to fight without the Zhenyi Sword..."

As Lü Bu spoke, his face revealed blatant arrogance and hubris.

"Without using his halberd, I have at least an 80% chance of winning against him."

Lu Bu's arrogance.

Zhang Mu listened attentively.

He secretly did the math and concluded that, based on his current fighting strength, he could go toe-to-toe with Lü Bu...

Under the principle of substitution, the equivalent amount is replaced.

In other words, even at the same level, he could still easily crush Wang Yue, the imperial tutor.

of course.

What surprised Zhang Mu even more than these things was that he hadn't expected that Imperial Tutor Wang Yue was related to the Mo Sect's lineage.

The Mo Sect has been known for its many heroes since ancient times.

Thinking of the various deeds of Wang Yue that have been passed down in the world, they do indeed embody the spirit of chivalry.

Zhang Mu did not doubt the authenticity of the secrets revealed by Lü Bu.

Unlike him, a self-taught transmigrator, Lü Bu was a person with a lineage of martial arts masters.

Although there has been almost no news of Li Yan, the master of the halberd, in the past decade, this does not change the fact that Lü Bu was a disciple of Li Yan.

Zhang Mu didn't believe that Lü Bu would bring up the difference in combat strength between Imperial Tutor Wang Yue and others without a sword for no reason. Combined with Lü Bu's previous objection to Guo Qun's method of breaking through realms, he immediately grasped the key to the matter.

"so."

"As you wish, Fengxian..."

"The key to Wang Yue's breakthrough into the Martial Realm—killing the Qiang chieftain and plundering his tribe's destiny—is not the sword itself, but rather the Zhenyi Sword."

"That's right!" Lu Bu confirmed Zhang Mu's guess.

"You and I focus on tempering our own blood and improving our physical strength, while Wang Yue is devoted to the sword and sincere to the sword. What he seeks is the ultimate swordsmanship, the unity of man and sword at the end of the path."

Everyone assumed Wang Yue broke through to the next realm by slaughtering a Qiang tribe, but the truth is...

At this point, a scene flashed through Lü Bu's mind, a scene he had witnessed when he was young and training under his master Li Yan:

Amidst the mountains of corpses and seas of blood where the elderly, women, and children had all been slaughtered, a swordsman in black stood amidst it all.

Beneath the vast sky, a strange, crimson three-foot-long sword hovered above the black-clad swordsman's head, absorbing the rich blood energy emanating from the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

At that time, he did not understand the reason.

His master then uttered two words to him.

"Offer it to the sword!"

"Sacrifice the sword?" Zhang Mu was intrigued when he heard Lu Bu's words.

Lu Bu said, "According to my master, only by sacrificing a living being to the sword can the Zhenyi Sword, which is bound to Wang Yue's life, undergo further transformation and become spiritually connected, allowing a... sword soul to be born within its blade!"

"The Zhenyi Sword, whether or not it possesses a sword spirit, is worlds apart."

"Let's put it this way!"

Lu Bu glanced at Zhang Liao, who was listening nearby.

"To deal with your brother, there's no need for Wang Yue himself to come to Luodu. Once the Zhenyi Sword is drawn, he can be killed from a thousand miles away."

"The Zhenyi Sword, imbued with a sword spirit, can be considered another Wang Yue."

"This method is similar to the Taoist master's method of transforming Qi into the Three Pure Ones. The Zhenyi Sword is an alternative incarnation of Wang Yue."

"Such skill..."

"hehe!"

Lu Bu flicked his finger lightly at the handle of the halberd stuck in the ground beside him.

"Our destined divine weapons are impossible to replicate!"