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

"boom!"

The crimson light illuminated the entire ruins of Wuyuan County.

The moment the crimson and blackish-red flames collided in the void, the ear-piercing metallic hiss of the two halberds clashing resounded endlessly, and sparks exploded in the night sky like a rain of stars.

The violent shockwaves swept in all directions as if they were a tangible force.

Even Zhang Liao, who was two miles away, was caught off guard and was forced to retreat several steps by the shockwave, his expression changing drastically.

"This is... the Martial Phase Realm!"

Zhang Liao gritted his teeth and muttered to himself, his eyes fixed on the two godlike and demonic figures in the air.

He couldn't imagine it.

If one were in the center of the battlefield, could one withstand the aftershocks of the battle?

Perhaps, the protective aura he relies on will be torn apart effortlessly by the two halberd beams, as easily as slicing through paper.

And above the ruins.

Zhang Mu stared intently at Lü Bu, who had landed on the ground after his attack, his feet carving two deep furrows in the stone slab. He did not immediately pursue him.

At this moment, black and red flames surged incessantly around Lü Bu's body, and his aura became increasingly violent.

Those eyes, sometimes clear and sometimes violent, were excitedly looking up at Zhang Mu, who was in mid-air.

"good!!"

Lu Bu roared, his voice hoarse yet filled with an irrepressible sense of pleasure.

"You will withstand my spear strike and remain undefeated!"

"Ten years have passed, you're the first!"

Faced with Lü Bu's praise, Zhang Mu showed no sign of pride.

Because in the initial clash, he hadn't gained much advantage either.

The numbness in his hand gripping the black halberd, and the incessant crimson flames dancing on his body, were the most accurate description of his current state.

However, Zhang Mu's presence was no less imposing than anyone else's.

"Fengxian is truly extraordinary."

"Ordinary people would have gone mad long ago if they were tormented by demonic forces, but you have continued to improve your strength amidst this torment, surpassing even your former self."

"If I, Zhang Gongzhi, were even three points weaker, I fear I wouldn't even be able to withstand your halberd strike."

Upon hearing Zhang Mu's praise, Lü Bu's response was very direct.

He raised his silver halberd and pointed it at Zhang Mu.

"Again!"

"I couldn't ask for more!"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Mu, knowing that this battle would not end easily, made the first move.

His figure moved like lightning, and crimson flames transformed into a streak of red rainbow. With his man and halberd combined, he aimed straight for Lü Bu's face.

Lu Bu neither dodged nor avoided, but instead swept his halberd horizontally with a backhand motion.

As the two halberds clashed again, the shockwave exploded, sending rubble flying everywhere.

The two separated after a brief clash, but in the next instant they simultaneously lunged at each other, engaging in a fierce battle in mid-air that shook the heavens and earth.

With their halberds flashing and their moves wide and sweeping, each strike from the two carried the power to destroy mountains and rivers.

Lu Bu's moves are wild and domineering, each halberd imbued with demonic rage and slaughter.

Zhang Mu is known for his agility. Enveloped in crimson flames, he moves like a ghost, wielding the black halberd with ease.

Sometimes fierce and powerful, sometimes gentle and flowing, it neutralized Lü Bu's ferocious attacks one by one.

Within a hundred breaths, the two had exchanged hundreds of blows.

The ruins of Wuyuan County were further fragmented in this high-intensity battle, with crisscrossing trenches carved into the ground by the sharp halberds, and the air thick with the smell of blood and killing intent.

Zhang Liao watched the battle from afar, his palms sweating profusely.

He could tell.

Every strike from the elder brother and Lü Bu was merciless, a contest of raw power and skill; a slight misstep could result in serious injury or even death.

"boom!"

After another hard-fought battle.

This time, both Zhang Mu and Lü Bu lost control of their bodies due to the powerful recoil and fell to the ground, creating a large crater with cracks all around.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Lying in the deep pit, Lu Bu's arrogant and domineering laughter rang out.

Although his eyes still retained traces of bloodlust and murderous malice, what burned even brighter was the intense fighting spirit they were filled with.

Fueled by his fighting spirit, Lü Bu was no longer satisfied with his current battle with Zhang Mu.

He wanted a more exhilarating battle.

"Hiss!"

next moment.

Within the deep pit where Lü Bu lay, a powerful surge of blood energy boiled, and a thick, liquid-like blood-red mist enveloped the entire area.

As endless blood-red light soared into the sky, a majestic martial arts dharma image, thirty-three feet tall, materialized and was born.

The head of the Dharma image is majestic and ferocious, resembling a demon from the Avici Hell.

Its eyes were as black as an abyss, and as it looked down, bursts of scarlet light would occasionally flash within them, surging with an arrogant and ferocious look that seemed to look down upon the world.

The Dharma Image was clad in blood-red battle armor.

Unlike the heavy black armor worn by Zhang Mu's martial arts avatar, the armor worn by Lü Bu's avatar seemed to be forged from the bones of a demon.

The shoulder armor of the blood-red battle armor was sharp and jagged, with edges that looked like dripping blood, and it shimmered with a dark red light.

Instead of the golden inscriptions on Zhang Mu's Martial Arts Dharma Aspect Battle Armor, each scale of the armor was engraved with a shrill, wailing ghost face.

That scene...

Just like every enemy soul that Lu Bu slew was devoured by the blood-red armor of this martial arts avatar.

Just by standing there quietly, it exudes a powerful and awe-inspiring aura that sweeps across the heavens and earth.

Zhang Mu, who had crashed into the deep pit, looked up at the martial dharma image that Lu Bu had condensed first, his eyes falling on the brow of this image that resembled an Asura.

Gazing at the burning fighting spirit in Lu Bu's eyes...

He realized it.

The demonic nature within Lü Bu had already been gradually suppressed after the intense battle, and the martial arts dharma form that has appeared now may be something he did intentionally.

"Is he going to pilot a Gundam and fight me again?"

Zhang Mu sighed inwardly.

He was not afraid of fighting Lü Bu, but even if he was stupid at this point, he realized that Lü Bu was a warlike martial arts fanatic.

As Zhang Mu was thinking this, he noticed that the towering martial arts dharma image in front of him had changed once again.

The physique of the Martial Arts Dharma Image is constantly growing larger and taller.

The 33-zhang-tall martial arts avatar is also undergoing visible changes.

In the center of the Buddha's forehead, a vertical eye filled with malevolent energy appeared.

Its eyes were tightly closed, never opening or closing.

However, around the outline of the vertical eye, there are patterns like dragons and snakes coiling around it, constantly swallowing and spitting out towards the center, as if to nurture some kind of forbidden power.

It's not just the forehead of the Buddha's image.

Behind the Dharma image, as four cracks appeared in the blood-red battle armor, two pairs of tangled arms slowly grew out.

Combined with the two arms that the Martial Arts Dharma Form originally possessed, it was as if a six-armed Asura had descended to earth.

When all change stops...

The martial arts dharma form derived from Lü Bu's blood energy has reached a height of sixty-six zhang, making all living beings as insignificant as ants in front of it.

Upon entering the Martial Manifestation Realm, one can condense a Martial Manifestation of thirty-three zhang in length.

At the mid-stage of the Martial Aspect Realm, one can gather a 66-zhang (approximately 34.6 meters) Martial Aspect Dharma Image and cause further changes in its form.

undoubtedly.

The power that Lü Bu is currently displaying is at least at the mid-stage of the Martial Realm.

As Zhang Mu pondered the power levels of the Martial Phase realm, he felt increasingly weary.

"Lu Bu, you really think highly of me!"

Tucao returns to Tucao.

Zhang Mu responded to Lü Bu's challenge in the same way as before.

Under the gaze of Lu Bu's martial arts avatar, which was sixty-six feet tall and resembled a demon, a vast amount of blood energy also erupted from the deep pit where Zhang Mu was located.

In the blink of an eye.

A martial arts dharma image, clad in black armor and covered with a blood-red cloak, and standing thirty-three zhang tall, slowly took shape.

"Thirty-three zhang?"

At the center of the Asura Martial Arts Dharma Image's brow, Lü Bu lowered his head and stared directly at Zhang Mu.

"The strength you just displayed doesn't seem like someone who can only condense such a weak Dharma form."

"Hiss!"

Zhang Mu's black-armored martial arts avatar, formed from his blood energy, merely glanced up at where Lü Bu was.

Under Zhang Liao's incredulous gaze from two miles away, its body grew taller once more.

Thirty-five zhang, forty zhang, forty-five zhang...

Once the black-armored martial arts avatar stopped growing, a towering martial arts avatar, also sixty-six feet tall, faced the Asura avatar across the void.

As for the form of the Dharma image.

The sixty-six-foot-tall black-armored martial arts avatar also underwent corresponding changes.

Countless golden threads were added to the seams of the black armor, giving the domineering black armor a touch of sacred charm.

The blood-red cloak, which was originally empty, is now engraved with various divine patterns, such as immortals sitting high in the nine heavens, Buddha chanting sutras under the Bodhi tree, Lao Tzu riding an ox into Hangu Pass, and sickles and hammers settling the universe.

I stared intently at it.

You will be shocked to find that the phantoms in these divine runes are like living things.

Compared to this.

The biggest change is behind the 66-zhang martial arts dharma image.

There, nine five-clawed golden dragons formed from blood essence interlocked head to tail, forming a martial arts divine ring resembling the shape of the Bagua (Eight Trigrams), which hovered behind the black-armored martial arts avatar and rotated endlessly.

Lu Bu stared in astonishment at the sixty-six-zhang-tall martial dharma form that Zhang Mu had conjured.

Immortals, Buddhas, Lao Tzu's green ox, five-clawed golden dragons, the eight trigrams...

And what's with that sickle and hammer thing?

Even though he was confident in his unparalleled combat prowess, he was completely bewildered at this moment.

The manifestation of the physical form of martial arts is a martial artist's understanding of the path of martial arts, and also a reflection of their mindset.

Like his Asura form.

He revered killing and loved fighting, which is why the Asura form of his martial arts dharma was born.

And what about Zhang Mu in front of us?

The patterns and designs on the Dharma images are so varied that there is almost no uniformity in their types.

Even Lü Bu couldn't help but wonder how someone with such a flawed martial arts mindset could break through to the Martial Phase Realm.

If I can't figure it out, I'll just stop thinking about it.

Lu Bu let out a long roar, and his blood energy surged wildly. His Asura Martial Dao Dharma Image, which was originally sixty-six feet tall, showed a tendency to grow even taller.

It's rare to encounter an opponent who can excite you.

Lu Bu didn't mind making his battles more enjoyable and exhilarating.

Zhang Mu's eyelids twitched upon seeing this.

His gaze swept over his second brother, Zhang Liao, who was fleeing into the distance, looking disheveled and seeking refuge from the fighting. He quickly called out, "Lu Bu!"

"Do you truly intend to completely eradicate this ruined city of Wuyuan, where you were born and raised, from the world?"

These words were spoken.

The Asura Martial Arts Dharma Form derived from Lu Bu's blood and qi suddenly stopped rising, and his figure froze at a height of seventy feet.

Lu Bu glanced down at the ruins of Wuyuan County below and silently heeded Zhang Mu's advice.

however.

When he raised his head again and looked towards the martial arts dharma image where Zhang Mu was located...

That's when he realized it.

The height of the black-armored martial arts avatar had also quietly increased to the same level as the height of the Asura martial arts avatar.

This person...

Lu Bu looked at Zhang Mu, unsure of what to say.