Please be my partner.

Chapter 363 Fighting and Suppression

Achieve the path to becoming a martial saint!

Mellen said he wanted it too.

Shangguan Wan said, "In ancient times, a god descended to the world, rectified heaven and earth, and recreated the universe. His merits were complete, and he ascended to heaven in broad daylight."

"This is an ancient legend. It tells the story of a god who descended into the world in ancient times, reorganized the chaotic world, and after completing his merits, ascended to the upper realm again."

"This reveals a lot of information. According to the data we've collected, this world originally had no martial arts. Or rather, the martial arts in this world were extremely crude. It was the arrival of gods who spread the systematic martial arts and divine ways, which led to the current prosperity."

"Master Melen, we don't know why you've reincarnated, nor do we care. We simply hope you can, like the legendary gods descending to the world, pass on your martial arts to us. Regardless of your purpose, we're willing to do everything in our power to help you."

Dongfang Shuo said in a deep voice, "Master Melen, please stop making excuses. We have thoroughly investigated your past. From the time you began practicing martial arts until now, your various strange behaviors have explained everything, including the extraordinary abilities you have displayed. We are simply trying to find a way forward."

Teng Junqing bowed and sighed, "I didn't want to do this, but unfortunately, the Grandmaster's lifespan is three hundred years. I don't have much time left now, so I can only hope for the elusive path of the Martial Saint. I hope you will forgive me."

Melun was silent. The martial arts in this world were actually quite powerful. The Grandmaster basically corresponded to a fourth-level legend, but there was a huge disadvantage for martial arts as a profession, and that was lifespan.

For ordinary professional legends, living for three to five hundred years is considered short-lived. Normal legendary strongmen can easily live for more than a thousand years. If they are in some special professions, they can live longer by changing their bodies or other body transformation methods.

Not to mention those born immortal species, who live for more than a thousand years at the very least. If they are a little stronger, living for more than ten thousand years is like a piece of cake.

But the Grandmaster couldn't do that. Grandmasters were said to have broken through human limits and begun to evolve towards Celestial Beings, but that was only a transformation. Without truly achieving Celestial Beings, one would always remain a Mudblood. Even if a Grandmaster was powerful enough to break mountains, their lifespan would only be three hundred years. This was considered an eternity for an ordinary person, but for a Grandmaster, it was too short! Too short!

Mellen sighed. He had wanted to use one lie to cover up another lie, but he didn't expect that it would backfire and give these people unrealistic fantasies.

However, Melen would not sympathize with these guys.

Mellen said calmly, "Are you done? I still say the same thing. You can't get what you want from me. Now retreat, and I will pretend that nothing happened."

"This is my last kindness to you."

Silence, oppressive and heavy silence.

Mellen shook his head slightly and said, "If that's the case, what are you waiting for? Why don't you come up and die?!"

"Boom!~"

Melen didn't even wait for the three to reply. The strong murderous intent rose into the sky like wolf smoke, even obscuring the bright moonlight in the sky. The world was submerged in endless darkness.

"Roar!~"

In the rolling black clouds, a huge monster with a dark golden luster was looming. Its cold eyes seemed like a predator standing at the top of the food chain, looking down at these little bugs that dared to provoke it.

Shangguan Wan, Dongfang Shuo, and Teng Junqing suddenly felt cold all over. Their martial arts skills seemed to have frozen. It was as if they were standing naked in the snow, and their bodies began to tremble instinctively.

Soon, the three of them broke free from this suppression with their strong martial arts will, but their faces all became extremely ugly.

Teng Junqing wanted to say something else, but Melen no longer gave him a chance. A beam of blood rushed out and slashed directly towards Dongfang Shuo.

Sword light flashed in Dongfang Shuo's eyes, and the long sword in his arms was unsheathed. He did not defend himself, but stabbed out with the sword. The sharp sword energy cut through the sky and earth, divided yin and yang, and directly hit the bloody sword light.

"Boom!~"

Fine blade light and sword energy spread out, plowing cracks in the surrounding rocky ground one after another.

Dongfang Shuo's face changed drastically, and the blood-colored blade light seemed to turn into a sticky liquid. Even though it was cut into pieces by the sword energy in the process, it still climbed up like a dragon, tearing countless tiny wounds on his sword-holding arm.

These wounds were like floodgates, with large amounts of blood gushing out. Dongfang Shuo needed to expend more energy to suppress the wounds.

The two men fought for just a moment, and Dongfang Shuo was injured and had to retreat, leaving Shangguan Wan and Teng Junqing too late to help him.

The Blood Demon Knife in Mellen's hand became even more bizarre because it drank so much blood, and even his body was stained with a hazy and strange color.

Shangguan Wan and Teng Junqing were horrified. Since Mellen had fought at the Grandmaster's Banquet, they naturally knew how powerful he was. But the terrifying and oppressive feeling that was like a natural disaster after the fight made them realize that what they had shown before was just the tip of the iceberg of Mellen's strength.

It was naturally too late to say anything at this point. Shangguan Wan and Teng Junqing did not dare to let Melun continue to attack Dongfang Shuo, so they could only bite the bullet and join forces.

Shangguan Wan's two colorful silks fluttered like butterflies, and the pink peach petals made the surrounding atmosphere become decadent, and bursts of warm and ambiguous breath kept echoing.

The weapon used by Teng Junqing was even more bizarre. He held a black ruler in one hand and a brush in the other. The black ruler was used to perform swordsmanship, while the brush kept outlining in the void. The black ink spread out to form a series of gorgeous paintings.

For a moment, although the underlying color of the world was still endless darkness, in this darkness, peach blossoms were flying, and the landscape paintings composed of ink and wash continued to take shape, with a subtle tendency to cover up the endless darkness.

At the same time, although Dongfang Shuo withdrew from the battle circle to recover from his injuries, he sheathed his sword while holding it in his right hand in a strange posture. The sword intent on his body rose and fell like waves. Every rise and fall made the sword energy more condensed and heavy, and the fierce momentum locked Melen firmly.

This is the battle for the spiritual realm in the Grandmasters' War.

Under the oppression of Mellen's overwhelming spiritual power, the three were unable to expand their own spiritual realm, but they could constantly seize the initiative through roundabout ways until they completely broke Mellen's spiritual oppression.

Mellen's lips curled up slightly in a sinister arc. Looking at Shangguan Wan and Teng Junqing, who were mainly entangled, and Dongfang Shuo, who was constantly gathering strength, he sneered, "Is that all?"

The three remained unmoved and continued to fight the enemy at their own pace.

Mellen tilted his head slightly, seemingly looking into the darkness in the distance, and said, "What about you? If you don't take action now, you won't have another chance."

A light breeze blew by, making a rustling sound in the leaves, but there was no other response.

Mellen's unscrupulous words finally made the three of them change. During these few months, they were not just waiting, but had studied Mellen thoroughly and understood that the latter was definitely not the kind of person who would act without a purpose. He probably had something to rely on when he said this at this time, so they did not dare to neglect and immediately stepped up their offensive.

However, having received no response, Melen no longer wanted to continue this game of "playing house". They were just a few grandmasters.

"Roar!~"

A terrifying dragon roar sounded from the dark sky, and the enormous dragon power that followed poured down like a river flowing back from the sky.

The three of them were shocked at the same time, and they all looked up at the sky in disbelief.

Originally they thought that the shock at the beginning of the battle and the huge figure looming in the sky were just mental illusions created by Mellen, but now they suddenly realized that it might be some real terrifying thing.

"Roar!~"

The dragon's roar sounded again, and the dark sky suddenly exploded, revealing a huge dark golden dragon with a majestic figure.

Melen muttered to himself in an imperceptible voice: "Soul, synchronization."

The golden hair turned into a dark golden thunder, falling from the sky like lightning and landing in Mellen's body.

The dark gold energy was extremely dense, gathering into electric light that wrapped around Mellen's body.

"Huh!~"

Melen exhaled lightly, and the fine breath of Purgatory Dragon gushed out slightly.

The three of them felt a stinging sensation as if their souls were being burned just by seeing the flames, which made their faces change suddenly.

Teng Junqing immediately admitted defeat and quickly retreated, saying hurriedly, "My dear Melun, everything can be discussed. I will give you what you want with both hands. I hope..."

Melen suddenly looked up. At this time, his eyes had turned into dark golden vertical pupils, and dark golden dragon scales grew on his body.

Without waiting for Teng Junqing to finish speaking, Melen swung his sword horizontally. The Blood Demon Sword made a shrill whistling sound, and even the space in front of the blade was distorted.

A knife was slashed out, and a blood-red blade light shot out. The three did not dare to be negligent and immediately used their best means to attack with all their strength.

Shangguan Wan stirred the colorful silk into a ring, and used the method of using softness to overcome hardness and moving a large object with a small force to try to dissolve the bloody sword light, but wherever the sword light passed, the colorful silk was directly cut off.

Teng Junqing waved the ruler and wrote with ink frantically, and scrolls of paintings were quickly generated to meet the bloody blade light. In the end, he even threw the ruler and brush in his hands directly out, but they were still cut into two pieces.

After the two of them had exhausted themselves, Dongfang Shuo's aura suddenly rose to the extreme. He had been ready to strike, and at this critical moment, he slashed out with a sword with such power that it seemed to shatter the void.

"Boom!~"

Smoke and dust rolled around. When the dust settled, Melen stood calmly, having already released himself from the state of soul synchronization. On the other hand, Shangguan Wan and the other two fell to the ground, vomiting blood. Their bodies were covered with wounds of varying sizes, and these wounds were all wrapped in blood mist. A large amount of blood gathered towards the Blood Demon Sword, and their faces turned visibly pale.

The power of this strike directly suppressed the three great masters.

Mellen raised the Blood Demon Knife and flicked the blade lightly. The Blood Demon Knife immediately made a buzzing sound and stopped absorbing the blood of the three masters.

There were at least five pairs of eyes watching this battle just now. From the greed revealed in their eyes, it was obvious that they had ill intentions, so Melen had said before, "If you don't take action now, you will have no chance."

Unexpectedly, those guys were a little too cautious. They didn't take action in this situation. Even when Mellen gained the upper hand, they disappeared quickly like slippery loaches.

After a brief sense and making sure that all the coveters around had left, Melen came to the three masters.

At this time, Dongfang Shuo, who had endured Melen's greatest attack, was already on the verge of death. There was not even a piece of good flesh on his right arm, and cracked bones could be seen.

Shangguan Wan's clothes were stained with blood, her body was covered with wounds, and she was in a coma.

On the contrary, Teng Junqing, who had tried to escape in advance, was the least injured, but he had also lost his ability to move.

"Ahem!" Teng Junqing said weakly, "Young friend Melun... your strength is beyond compare. I don't know... ahem... I don't know what it will take for you to... let us go... let us go."

There was no point in saying anything else at this point; it would just be a sarcastic remark, so Mellen got straight to the point and asked, "Where's what I want?"

Teng Junqing said, "On...Shangguan Wan..."

Melen came to Shangguan Wan and took a quick look. He found something that looked like a sachet on her body. He took it off directly and understood its effect after playing with it for a while.

This is actually a space treasure that can hold Mount Sumeru in a mustard seed. It is quite novel to see such a treasure in the world of martial arts.

The space in the sachet is not big, only about ten cubic meters. In addition to some personal belongings, the rest are some treasures of considerable value. The broken branch of the Tongtian Spiritual Tree that Melen liked is among them.

Melen looked at Teng Junqing again and asked, "What are you going to sacrifice your life for?"

Teng Junqing hesitated for a moment, first looked at the broken ruler and brush, a look of heartache flashed in his eyes, then he sighed and threw out a black jade ring.

After taking it, Melen found that this was another space item, and the space inside it was as large as fifty cubic meters, and there were more treasures than Shangguan Wan's.

Melen finally came to Dongfang Shuo. After taking a look around, he did not find any spatial items. It could even be said that apart from the sword in his hand, he had nothing.

Melen took the sword directly in his hand. The sword became spiritual and understood that Melen was not its master. It even wanted to unsheathe itself and attack him.

"Hmph!~"

Mellen snorted coldly, and his sword-holding hand suddenly clenched. A dragon's roar was faintly heard, and the sword let out a mournful cry and stopped vibrating, looking as if its spiritual power was greatly damaged.

As hurried footsteps sounded, Wei Zichun looked at the battlefield, which looked as if it had experienced a natural disaster, and the three masters lying on the ground with serious injuries. His expression became even more respectful, and he bowed and greeted, "Sir!"

Melen didn't speak immediately. Instead, he played with the sword for a moment before tossing it to Wei Zichun and saying, "Take this sword and the three of them back to Shenglong Sect and await the Peak Master's decision."

Wei Zichun took the sword and immediately felt it sink in his hand. With his martial arts skills, he almost couldn't catch it. However, considering that this was a weapon used by a master, he didn't think much about it, but showed an embarrassment on his face.

Although the Wei family is very powerful, escorting three masters is really too difficult for them.

Mellen naturally saw Wei Zichun's dilemma and said calmly, "I have sealed the power of the three of them and made all the necessary arrangements. Just escort them. There will be no accidents."

Upon hearing this, Wei Zichun felt relieved, even though he didn't know what the complete arrangement Mellen was talking about.

Are you kidding? The person in front of him is an unparalleled strong man who suppressed three great masters with one hand. Even if Wei Zichun doesn't believe in himself or the Wei family, he can't help but believe in Mellen!

Chapter 364: After killing the whole family, what should I do if I find out there is a child before leaving?

Wei Zichun suppressed his excitement and anxiety.

At this moment, he was holding a special box in his hand, and in the box was Dongfang Shuo's sword. Behind him were dozens of strong men in black. From their sturdy bodies and the bulges on their waists, it can be seen that they are not only martial arts masters, but also equipped with firearms. In their eyes, ordinary people who have trained their bodies are not good enough. Even martial arts masters who have strengthened their bones and even tempered their internal organs may not be able to withstand several rounds of their volleys.

Among these fully armed men in black were the three masters who were being escorted.

Even though their martial arts skills were sealed, their bodies were covered in wounds and they looked quite miserable, and the wounds were wrapped in blood-red light, making them constantly weak, Teng Junqing and Shangguan Wan remained calm and composed, with the demeanor of a master undiminished. Occasionally, a glance from them could make the armed men around them nervous for a long time, and Shangguan Wan was even in the mood to make some jokes.

Compared with the two of them, Dongfang Shuo was in a much more miserable state. He was seriously injured and was still in a coma. However, with the master's tenacious vitality, he was no longer in danger of death and was still healing.

Soon the group left the deep mountains and forests and came to the main road. Seven or eight cars had been waiting for a long time.

The large commercial vehicle in the middle not only has an explosion-proof level that reaches the level of the federal head, but also has a temporary cage-like modification inside. It is specially prepared for the three masters.

Being able to achieve this level in a foreign country in a short period of time shows how well-connected the Wei family is.

After getting on the bus, Teng Junqing changed into a comfortable position and said with a slightly tired look, "My dear friend, is there anything to eat or drink on the bus? I'm old and can't stand the fatigue of the journey."

Upon hearing this, Wei Zichun immediately winked at the burly man beside him. The latter understood and opened the storage compartment in the car. He saw beef and beef tongue in the freezer of the storage compartment, as well as all kinds of seafood ingredients. Not only were they fresh, but they were also top-notch. They had all been pre-processed for no more than six hours and could be eaten directly.

Teng Junqing and Shangguan Wan didn't expect Wei Zichun to be so well prepared, so they didn't hesitate. The former chose hot pot and the latter ordered a fried steak.

Although the burly man looked big and strong, his skill in preparing food was surprisingly good, and he quickly pushed the food in front of the two masters.

Shangguan Wan was cutting the steak gracefully, while Teng Junqing was simmering the hot pot.

Seeing that both masters looked very satisfied, Wei Zichun breathed a sigh of relief.

Wei Zichun was very clear about his own position. He was just a piece of shit, so how could he be qualified to participate in the game between the Grandmasters?!

Escorting the three masters was a task given by the "big boss" and it had to be done.

However, during the mission, Wei Zichun had to treat these three masters even closer than his own uncles. As long as these three "uncles" did not cause any trouble, he would serve and coax them as much as possible.

This is not only Wei Zichun's own idea, but also the Wei family's idea.

The vehicle drove quite smoothly along the way. Their destination was the airport 50 kilometers away, where a private passenger plane urgently dispatched by the Wei family was already waiting.

It can be said that the Wei family has gone to great lengths to make these three masters feel more comfortable.

Wei Zichun was a little nervous on the way, as were the strong men who knew the situation. However, Teng Junqing and Shangguan Wan seemed quite relaxed, drinking after-dinner wine and chatting casually.

The fifty-kilometer journey passed in a flash without any accidents.