I became a Sword Emperor in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 202 I got beaten up, but I can't cry out in pain.

In the Southern Ocean, an Arleigh Burke-class guided-missile destroyer is sailing smoothly on the sea. This is a behemoth with a displacement of nine thousand tons.

With a total length of over 150 meters, it is undoubtedly a behemoth in the eyes of humans.

"Captain, target location confirmed."

"Destroy the target?"

"Ground troops are en route to confirm."

"Oh, Blood God above! Target spotted! Target spotted again! Target not destroyed!"

"Order ground troops to withdraw immediately!"

"It's too late, ground troops are already engaged in firefight with the target!"

Da Da Da~

huh~

bang~

The fierce firepower reignited the flames of war in Dagon, a city already in chaos.

The moment the special forces team from the Western Extremities showed hostility, they were met with a fierce attack from Ye Qingzhou. The dozen or so members were slaughtered by the Black Shark Sword in less than ten minutes.

Then, a second Tomahawk cruise missile, using the special operations team's positioning, struck again.

This time, however, Ye Qingzhou was prepared. He immediately activated the second-gear burst mode, instantly breaking through twenty times the speed of sound and cleaving the incoming missile in two.

In his previous life, even as a powerful swordsman, he was helpless against the destructive technological weapon that was cruise missiles, and all he could do was close his eyes and wait for death.

In this life, his martial arts cultivation has greatly improved, and he finally has the power to fight back.

Meanwhile, on the warship's bridge, watching the battlefield footage transmitted via a Reaper drone, the tactical officer roared in alarm, "The target's speed has exceeded Mach 20! He destroyed our missiles with a single strike! The Tomahawk missiles are no threat to him!"

"retreat!"

The captain, a seasoned veteran, immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.

The Tomahawk cruise missile was already his most powerful trump card, but now it couldn't even scratch the surface of his opponent, showing that he was no longer able to achieve his intended goals.

The opponent before them was far beyond what a single warship could handle; they needed to deploy a much stronger force to defeat it.

Soon, under the captain's orders, the Arleigh Burke-class guided-missile destroyer began its full-speed withdrawal from the South Pacific, heading at a speed of over thirty knots towards the nearest naval base in northern Luzon.

However, before the warship had sailed far, its onboard radar detected an object flying at twenty times the speed of sound, hurtling straight towards it.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Activate the fire control system!"

"Radar locked on, shoot him down with anti-aircraft missiles!"

The Arleigh Burke-class guided-missile destroyer is equipped with a 3D phased-array radar system, which, together with the shipborne SM-2 air defense missiles, Sea Sparrow ESSM short-range air defense missiles, and eight heavy-firepower cannons, forms a three-dimensional air defense system covering long, medium, and short ranges, sufficient to meet most combat needs.

Unfortunately, such a defense might be effective against aircraft, but against a high-speed object with a cross-section smaller than an anti-ship missile and a speed of Mach 20, any resistance would be futile.

"Ah! By the God of Blood!"

Boom~

The warship's deck deformed from the violent impact, and the Black Shark Sword began to hum and vibrate. Then, like a chainsaw, it sliced ​​through the metal deck, cutting the entire warship in two with a teeth-grinding cutting sound.

The sunken warship was flooding rapidly, creating huge whirlpools on the sea surface that swallowed up all 32 officers and 348 soldiers on board in the blink of an eye.

Hundreds of lives were lost in the surging waves.

In just a few minutes, the warship, which cost tens of billions to build, disappeared into the boundless blue sea, leaving behind a large amount of oil and garbage, as well as the corpses of soldiers from the Western Extremities Kingdom.

After doing all this, Ye Qingzhou looked up at the sky. As dawn approached, he quickly sank the battle puppet into the sea, while he himself swiftly returned to his original body.

…………

When Ye Qingzhou finished breakfast and arrived at school, the entire internet on Blue Star had already exploded with excitement.

"Holy crap, I heard that an Arleigh Burke-class destroyer from the Western Pacific was sunk in the South Pacific?"

"Who dares to be so bold? Is this a declaration of war against the Western Kingdom?"

"The annihilation fleet, launch!"

"Heh, can the Western Extremities still be destroyed now? I heard that the troops stationed in the desert region are starting to be owed wages, and they can't even take down a bunch of militiamen wearing flip-flops."

"It must have been the Eastern Pacific Navy!"

"Fool, the Eastern Pole Navy isn't that idle. I received reliable intelligence that the one who made the move was supposedly a martial arts master from the Eastern Pole, the same one who recently caused a ruckus in the Chenli Kingdom."

"What?! The Eastern Extremist Kingdom also has ship-cutting swords?"

"It's not a knife; the weapon they're using is a sword."

Netizens from all countries are now watching the drama unfold with a detached, gossipy attitude. Even Fu Island, the "filial son" of the Western Extremity Kingdom, is hoping that more of its adoptive father's warships will be sunk.

That way, perhaps the dog leashes around their necks can be loosened a little, allowing the nearly collapsing Radiation Island to catch its breath.

After all, the economy of Radiation Island is almost completely drained by the Western Kingdom.

If it doesn't catch its breath soon, it'll probably turn into a dead dog.

Everyone is curious: "What is the response from the Eastern Ocean Naval Command of the Western Extremist Kingdom?"

"Respond to my ass, they're just playing dead. As long as they don't admit it, the warship hasn't been sunk."

Many netizens who are unhappy with the Western Regions have expressed their strong dissatisfaction.

Some people felt that the Western Kingdom's behavior was too ostrich-like and were speechless: "This time, a colonel died, along with dozens of officers and hundreds of naval soldiers on board. This kind of thing can't be kept secret, can it?"

"Heh? Can't hide it? As long as the media doesn't report it, most people in Xiji will never know about this. This is the result of decades of happy education in Xiji. You should all watch carefully and learn from it."

…………

Linjiang No.1 Middle School.

As soon as Ye Qingzhou entered the classroom, he heard Wu Hansen, the "singing god" of Class 7, shouting in his raspy voice, "Juejian is awesome!"

Cai Qiguang nodded in agreement, "That's really satisfying. Not long ago, the navy from the Western Extremist Kingdom came to our doorstep in a group to show off their power. Now look what's happened, one of their warships was sunk, and they didn't dare to utter a single word. It's utterly humiliating."

Squad leader Li Shaojie smiled and analyzed, "The Western Kingdom is currently facing a severe financial crisis, and its military strength is far from what it used to be. If they admit to this but fail to capture the mastermind, they will lose all face and dignity."

"Serves them right! They bully the weak every day, and threaten to send out annihilation fleets at the drop of a hat, spreading fear and slaughter. These scumbags have finally met their match!"

Cao Guofei was overjoyed. He had disliked Xiji Kingdom for a long time, and today he was determined to kick them while they were down.

Ye Qingzhou found it outrageous and leaned closer to ask, "Does the Western Extremity Kingdom really just tolerate this?"

"There's nothing I can do even if I can't bear it."

Li Shaojie, who often followed world affairs, was quite aware of the current state of the Western Extremity Kingdom, which appeared strong on the outside but was weak on the inside. He joked, "The Western Extremity Kingdom will probably increase the bounty on Juejian, secretly gather intelligence, and then carry out a secret beheading. Unless they can kill Juejian, they definitely won't publicize it."

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingzhou understood the situation. The Western Extremity Kingdom had lost its substance, so it couldn't afford to lose face. Otherwise, if people knew that it was all bark and no bite, how could it maintain its global hegemony?

While the sinking of a warship is a significant loss, it is not enough to cripple the Western Extremist Kingdom.

What truly troubles the Western Kingdom is that someone has dared to target their navy, which is the most dangerous sign.

It's similar to the incident where King Zhuang of Chu asked the Zhou royal family about the weight of the tripod. The weight of the tripod was not important at all; what was important was that someone dared to ask such a question.

When the leader starts to lose control, the underlings will become restless. The current Western Kingdom is like a tiger surrounded by wolves.

The tiger still possesses its former might, but it is, after all, old.

Once the wolves confirm that the tiger is no longer ferocious, what awaits the tiger is being swarmed and devoured.

Therefore, even if the Western Kingdom is attacked, it cannot complain of pain. Even if it is pretending, it must put on an air of "I am not sick".

However, this was none of Ye Qingzhou's concern; he didn't care at all whether the Western Extremity Kingdom lived or died.

However, something he brought back from Chenli Kingdom last night really piqued his interest.

After school, Ye Qingzhou went home early and took the item out of the Xiayu Treasure Ring. It was a large jar of bright red liquid, and the vitality it contained was simply unbelievable.

"My lord, what is this?"

"Dragon Blood Potion, and a finished product that can even work on a master-level physique."

Ye Qingzhou held the dragon blood potion in his hand, examining it carefully and sensing the life energy fluctuations emanating from it: "Using a large number of blood slaves to erase the consciousness in the flesh and blood of Yinglong, this inhumane production method, no wonder the Western Kingdom wanted to destroy the evidence."

The blood slave factories in Chenli Kingdom have been specializing in this kind of business for years.

There are some things that the Bloodline members themselves find inconvenient to do, but the dogs they keep in small countries have no taboos.

Both the Western Regions and Europe have a strong demand for this kind of potion that can activate the potential of bloodlines. Therefore, in backward regions, many similar industries have been developed, and "blood taxes" are collected by supporting agents.

At this moment, the jar of dragon blood potion in Ye Qingzhou's hand was a high-grade product that had been purified and refined.

"My lord, um~ I want it~"

Upon seeing the dragon blood potion, Yingyue became completely immobilized, clinging to Ye Qingzhou's back, twisting and turning, rubbing against him incessantly.

Ye Qingzhou had originally intended to give it to her, so naturally he wouldn't refuse: "Take it, I don't need it anyway. With the Yinglong blood inside, you should be able to regain your Martial Saint realm, right?"

"Uh-huh!"

Yingyue nodded excitedly. After taking the glass jar from Ye Qingzhou, she couldn't resist unscrewing the lid and drinking the dragon blood potion inside in one gulp.

Rumble~

As if a thunderbolt had exploded in her mind, Yingyue's blood began to boil and scald, and snake-like features began to appear all over her body.

"Ah~"

Yingyue let out a soft moan of pleasure. Clearly, her life was undergoing a profound transformation, evolving from a viper to a dragon. This was an evolution of life, a metamorphosis of her bloodline!

To avoid causing too much of a commotion, Ye Qingzhou took out the Golden Scale Emperor's Decree and teleported himself and Yingyue into Lingyun Cave Heaven.

Rumble~

Dark clouds gathered overhead, accompanied by thunder and lightning, creating an unusual celestial phenomenon.

At this moment, Yingyue's life essence was incredibly powerful; she was like a giant radiation source just by standing there.

The radiance of life shines in all directions, causing the surrounding plants to grow wildly.

And Yingyue's body also began to undergo amazing changes.

Hiss~

Her clothes burst open on the spot, and her body continued to expand, first turning into a giant green snake, then growing four slender legs, a horse's head and a snake's tail, covered in dark blue scales, with whiskers and horns on its head and five claws on its feet.

Flood dragon!

A mythical being that embodies beauty, elegance, majesty, and power.

Having finally completed her transformation, Yingyue raised her long neck and roared to the sky, letting out a thunderous dragon's cry that shook the heavens and stopped the clouds in their tracks. The extremely vigorous life energy on her body directly ignited a stream of essence smoke as sharp as a sword, piercing through the dark clouds above her head.

Then, the golden sunlight shone on her flawless scales, creating shimmering, alluring waves.

With a spirit soaring to the heavens, he can influence celestial phenomena with his own blood and energy; this is the true realm of a martial saint!

At the same time, Yingyue is also forming her own mental image.

Seemingly because she had absorbed a large amount of innate wood energy, divine light shone from her three-foot spiritual platform behind her, projecting a huge phantom of a tree.

This tree spans heaven and earth, with green leaves and purple stems, dark blossoms and yellow fruit. It is a hundred feet tall without branches, with nine branches above and nine twigs below. Its fruit is like hemp, and its leaves are like awns...

"This is... Jianmu?"

Ye Qingzhou was shocked: "He actually managed to condense such a mental image?"

Jianmu is no ordinary tree; it is a sacred tree worshipped by the ancient people, who believed that Jianmu could connect the three realms of heaven, earth, and man, growing between heaven and earth, reaching a height of hundreds of feet, and that all the gods ascended to heaven.

The earliest twelve-story tower to ascend to heaven was built by intelligent beings on earth who climbed the Jianmu tree and eventually obtained the method of cultivation from the heavens. From then on, mortal beings could also embark on the path of cultivation and begin their martial arts journey.

Just as Ye Qingzhou was pondering whether this was a coincidence or destiny.

roar~

A tremendous dragon roar swept across the sky and the earth.

The golden figure, radiating boundless light and heat, caused a surge of vital energy within a radius of a hundred miles simply by descending.

The visitor was none other than Kang Jinlong.

He looked at Yingyue, who had transformed into a dragon, with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad. In such a short time, you have been able to shed your snake body and transform into a dragon. It is truly remarkable."

Yingyue also suppressed her mental image and transformed back into human form. Standing in front of Ye Qingzhou, she respectfully bowed to Kang Jinlong and said, "Greetings, Ancestor."

No need for formalities.

Kang Jinlong then took out two crystal-clear fruits that resembled glass beads: "These are Langhua Jade Osmanthus, the fruit of the Langgan Immortal Tree. They contain a wisp of immortal energy, which will greatly benefit your Qi Refining Realm."

"Thank you, Ancestor!"

Yingyue accepted this generous gift with great joy. The Langgan Immortal Tree was a spiritual root of heaven and earth, and its fruit could even be called a celestial fruit. Even if a mortal ate it, they could live forever, directly adding five hundred years to their lifespan!

However, increasing lifespan is merely the most insignificant benefit of the Langhua Yugui.

The true value of the Langhua Jade Osmanthus lies in the wisp of celestial energy contained within its fruit, which is extremely refined and pure, and has incredible benefits for improving one's cultivation level.

Ye Qingzhou naturally wanted such a good thing, so he didn't say anything, but stared longingly at Kang Jinlong.

Kang Jinlong felt uncomfortable under Ye Qingzhou's gaze, and finally reluctantly took out one as well: "Ye Qingzhou, you also contributed to Yingyue's successful transformation into a dragon. Consider this a token of my gratitude."

"Our ancestor was truly magnanimous!"

Ye Qingzhou happily accepted the item and put it directly into the Xiayu Treasure Ring.

Kang Jinlong was inwardly disgusted upon hearing this.

He and Ye Qingzhou have no blood relation whatsoever. How dare you call him "Ancestor"?

Making up relatives without consent!

I've never seen such a shameless person!

Then Kang Jinlong looked Ye Qingzhou up and down with amusement: "Yinglong's blood, this can give you dragon blood, and you actually gave it all to Yingyue?"

Sensing the powerful "dragon energy" within Yingyue's body, Kang Jinlong immediately understood that Ye Qingzhou had somehow obtained the blood of Yinglong.

Without this aid, given Yingyue's aptitude, she would need at least thirty years of arduous cultivation to gradually accumulate dragon energy and condense dragon essence within her body before she could complete this transformative change.

Spiritual practice requires being grounded and persistent.

Ye Qingzhou shook his head and said, "The Five Emperors' inheritance can only be obtained by pure humans, so although the dragon bloodline is good, it is not suitable for me."

Having already mastered the Five Emperors Dragon Sword Technique, Ye Qingzhou is now still searching for the remaining "Tai Xuan Jade Scroll," "Qing Yuan Divine Scripture," and "Feathered Immortal Scripture."

Only by collecting the legacies of the Five Emperors can he hope to master the Five Emperors Dragon Sword Technique.

Kang Jinlong laughed heartily, his admiration for Ye Qingzhou growing even stronger: "You have ambition. Actually, it's a good thing that you didn't transform into a dragon bloodline. When you reach the realm of Martial God in the future, you can establish your own lineage and become a sect leader."

"Can a Martial God pass on their cultivation and supernatural abilities to their descendants?"

Ye Qingzhou was somewhat surprised.

This is a truly earth-shattering secret!

Kang Jinlong nodded and told Ye Qingzhou about the knowledge from ancient times: "This is how your human race's so-called bloodline inheritance comes about. It's just that no one in the human world has been able to ascend to heaven and become a god for a long time, so no one knows about this matter."

At this moment, Ye Qingzhou finally realized just how powerful the mythical life form was.

In fact, he had already guessed this, after all, Yinglong's "Fish-Dragon Transformation" was a divine skill that could be passed down through genetic factors.

Subsequently, Ye Qingzhou seized the opportunity to ask Kang Jinlong about some ancient records and learned many unknown ancient secrets.

This knowledge might be insignificant to a powerful mythical being like Kang Jinlong.

But for the human world today, it might be priceless and invaluable information.

(End of this chapter)