Free Web NovelChapter 944: Chapter 192: A Single Martial Artist
With a finger blocking a finger, the person who appeared before the Blood King was a man as towering as a mountain.
The man wasn’t particularly stout, but even through his martial attire, one could feel a terrifying power coursing through his muscles.
He held his head high and stood straight, as if nothing could make him submit, nothing could make him back down.
He was like the mountain, standing firm wherever he chose to.
And now, he stood before the Blood King, still majestic and unshakable.
Even among the Sea Clan Zhen Kings, the Blood King was known for his ferocity, a fearsome existence that even the ruling Elephant King treated with caution and sought to appease.
Only a True Man of the Age could possibly stand against the Blood King.
Who was this man?
Jiang Wang sensed something different in this man; it wasn’t vast Path Origin, but rather a mountainous and oceanic vastness of qi and blood.
The same question was in the mind of the Blood King.
He fixed his bloody gaze: "Who are you? You seem different from the other powerful humans I have met."
The man said, "Just a martial artist, Wang Ao!"
His voice struck like an iron fist, simple, crisp, and forceful.
This man was actually a Martial Arts System powerhouse!
Could he be a powerhouse from the Floating Map Pure Land come to aid the Ding Wei region? But there was no prior information about such a powerhouse in Floating Map Pure Land. Even the entire Lost World hardly had a few martial arts cultivators!
As Jiang Wang was still scouring his memory, a petite figure suddenly leaped out from nowhere, landing in front of him.
"Jiang Wang! It really is you! Long time no see!"
She punched him in the chest jubilantly and laughed heartily without a care, "Hahaha."
The face that appeared before him was charmingly cute.
Two long high ponytails hung behind her, almost reaching her calves.
She wore a short tunic over pants and was barefoot, with a silver bracelet on each of her snow-white wrists. Each bracelet had a delicate silver hammer attached, which gently swayed with her movements.
She was petite like a porcelain doll, yet from inside out, she was brimming with vitality, as if meeting the world with an endless zest for life.
If not Sun Xiaoman, then who?
One of life’s greatest joys is like the rain after a long drought, or like meeting an old friend in a foreign land.
Especially in a place like the Lost World, almost cut off from the present world.
Jiang Wang was both startled and pleased: "Miss Sun, what are you doing here?"
He had earlier returned to Zhuang Country, but had not visited San Shan City, and was unaware that Sun Xiaoman had long left with her master to travel.
"I’m here with my master, training in the Lost World. We’ve been wandering through different regions for a long time," Sun Xiaoman said nonchalantly. "Old buddy, it’s been so long, how come you’re being distant? Just call each other by our names!"
She still remembered Jiang Wang’s "generous spirit" and his active valor during the mission to surround and annihilate the Fierce Beasts in San Shan City, and her words were very cordial.
"Xiaoman," Jiang Wang naturally switched to calling her name: "It’s really great to see you!"
"Hahahaha," Sun Xiaoman laughed heartily again and gestured with her thumb towards the strong man confronting the Blood King: "My master, the number one martial artist in the world! Martial Path’s Twenty-Six Heavens!"
She flew up and whispered in Jiang Wang’s ear: "Actually, he might not really be the first."
Martial Path’s Twenty-Six Heavens!
Jiang Wang was startled. freewebnøvel.coɱ
What terrifying concept was that?
The path of martial arts was yet to be fully traversed. Those infinitely deep vistas had thus far been only imagined.
It was a completely new cultivation path, with each set of three heavens representing a new realm, ascending step by step.
The third heaven was equivalent to Youmai, the sixth heaven to Zhoutian...
Reaching the Twenty-Fourth Heaven is equivalent to Dongzhen, on par with a True Man of the Age.
Sun Xiaoman’s master, Wang Ao, had already reached the Twenty-Sixth Heaven of the Martial Arts System. Was he not already nearing the power of a Yan Dao warrior?
Just one more heaven to cross and, in an instant, the Absolute Summit.
No wonder he dared to claim to be the world’s number one martial artist! On the path of martial arts, saying he was at the very front was no exaggeration!
No wonder he could so casually deflect the Blood King.
While two contemporaneous strongmen were engaged in a standoff at the summit, Sun Xiaoman was here, laughing and chatting with high spirits and infectious zest. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
The sharp-faced, browless Blood King shifted his gaze, glanced over, and said with a light chuckle, "That girl is quite interesting."
Snap!
Wang Ao suddenly extended his fist as if to strike the air: "Don’t look around carelessly, you’ll go blind."
This punch seemed indeed to have hit nothing at all.
Yet Jiang Wang couldn’t help but retract his gaze!
In the streets of Wenxi County, Wang Changji once told him that a gaze carries weight. And just now, in Wang Ao’s punch, he truly saw the "substance" of a gaze.
Wang Ao had expelled the Blood King’s gaze and then forcefully shattered it!
This was an encounter Jiang Wang had never witnessed before.
Wang Changji was able to sense the true weight of a gaze through his extraordinary talent and possibly the aid of some secret technique, while Wang Ao, as a warrior who had reached the Twenty-Sixth Heaven of the Martial Arts System, directly turned the ephemeral gaze into substance before shattering it.
He shattered not only the gaze but also the will and belief that the Blood King had invested in it.
As a result, the Blood King should have been able to control Sun Xiaoman’s blood and decide her life and death the moment he laid eyes on her. But before his notorious Divine Skills could take effect, Wang Ao raised his hand and shattered the Blood King’s "act of seeing Sun Xiaoman."
This sort of confrontation was even beyond Jiang Wang’s understanding.
But what he could distinctly feel was the power.
No need for embellishment, just raw, stark power.
It’s no wonder Sun Xiaoman could be so carefree in the perilous Lost World, not offering a single cautious glance toward the Blood King. With such a powerful master, she indeed had little to worry about.
And the Blood King’s expression had turned ugly.
His gentle voice suddenly turned icy: "Let this king see how you’re going to blind me!"
Those bloody eyes suddenly fixed in place.
Even Jiang Wang, from afar, felt the blood inside his body surge like waves on a calm lake, starting to spin out of control.
He subconsciously stepped in front of Sun Xiaoman, wanting to shield her from the storm, but Sun Xiaoman, in turn, soared up and patted his shoulder.
Within that petite frame seemed to dwell a terrifying fierce beast awakening, its vigor surging like smoke billowing towards the sky.
And under that pat, the turmoil in Jiang Wang’s blood immediately calmed.
The churning blood in an instant stilled like a placid lake.
He instinctively protected Sun Xiaoman, forgetting that this seemingly delicate and weak girl was stronger than him even during their time in Fenglin City. In the two years he had been progressing, Sun Xiaoman had not been idle. While she traveled the world, she was guided by a master who could be called the world’s number one martial artist.
At the very least, in terms of controlling the blood and vitality of the flesh body, she far surpassed him.
"Heehee," Compared to Jiang Wang’s solemnity, Sun Xiaoman was much more relaxed: "My good brother, rest easy, watch my master thrash him!"
In her words, there was a full confidence in her master.
They felt the fluctuations in their blood from a distance. One could only imagine the pressure Wang Ao, who was facing the Blood King directly, was under.
Yet his vitality stood its ground, seemingly unaffected, and he struck outright with a slap aimed straight at the Blood King’s sharp face.
In the Lost World, there was originally no heaven or earth.
But with that slap, it was as if the heavens were torn down and pressed directly onto the Blood King’s face.
And from then on, there was heaven and earth!
