Chapter Twenty: Defying Heaven
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Some people say that martial arts originated from military strategy.
Because the character “武” represents a person who wields weapons and charges into battle.
Even the most stalwart warriors would probably not deny this.
The earliest martial artists undoubtedly originated from the military. However, it remains unclear exactly who or which individuals were the first to begin this practice. For a considerable period, martial arts remained largely dormant. Those who initially explored the path of martial arts were most likely anonymous soldiers and did not consider it their life's calling.
In ancient times, warriors cultivated their qi and blood through meridian channels. Before the advent of the Meridian Opening Pills, they used a method that could cost them their lives to create practitioners—individuals born with innate Dao meridians. Alas, such individuals were exceedingly rare.
There are also some who consider themselves demons, looking down on ordinary people. They believe that they are not of the same species as extraordinary humans.
Although the celestial court of the demon clan also looked down on these people, they would still feign concern and bestow upon them some insignificant positions and confer upon them a bit of glory, using them to consolidate their rule.
An ancient warrior's choice was to oppress their flesh and blood, squeezing power beyond mortal limits at the brink of life and death, where both body and will are pushed to their extremes. This was the earliest form of resistance for those without innate divine lineage, the so-called "ordinary people" or "commoners".
A military formation is also a collection and application of Qi and Dao, fundamentally "gathering people into a multitude" and "gathering multitude to generate power."
But the methods of military training are still within the framework of "Tao" originating from ancient times.
Warriors and cultivators, what they cultivate is still the essence of Dao. Qi and blood are just methods used in ancient times to invigorate meridians, a part of later condensing military energy (or "martial spirit").
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Martial arts branch off from here, diverging from the path of military cultivation.
Martial arts cultivates Qi and Blood!
Warriors cultivate their spines with the Tao, ultimately aspiring to soar like dragons and roam the four seas. Martial artists hone their qi and blood to forge their spines into a ladder reaching towards heaven, ascending step by step to achieve lofty perspectives.
"Dao Yuan" is the beginning of Dao, and "Qi Xue" is the foundation of martial arts.
"The Dao is like a towering tree that has thrived for millennia, its branches and leaves flourishing. The art of war is one such robust branch within this grand system. Similarly, the present-day Taoist and Confucian traditions are also part of this lineage."
“Martial arts”, however, is another towering tree!
Of course, the hundred schools of thought that once flourished during the Hundred Schools period were not forever confined to "Tao." Military strategy, Moism, and even Buddhism and Confucianism could also branch out and bear fruit on the tree of martial arts.
For example, Wu Qinxi was a master of military strategy, but he chose the path of a warrior.
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It's just that back then, martial arts hadn't been fully explored. The path ahead was shrouded in confusion, with uncertainty about its existence. Not many were willing to invest their time and effort into it.
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The path of Dao and the path of martial arts are more like two different soils. Each thought takes root and sprouts in its own way.
In the middle region, there was a country called "Wei".
The state of Wei had a city called "Yewang".
The bloodshed of history, perhaps, will always be blown away by time. Spring rain has passed, and spring grass grows again.
In this little-known country, in this almost forgotten city, within a dilapidated courtyard.
A grim-faced old man, placing the thorny branch behind him, forced a terrifying smile onto his face scarred with crisscrossing wounds. He lowered his gravelly voice to a gentle murmur: "Don't be afraid—"
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He said, "Lu Ye, this Qi-Opening Pill is of very ordinary quality and isn't worth much. Even if you fail to open your meridian, it wouldn't be a big deal. At worst, the old man will go out there and work hard to earn more. Although your sickly father died early and your uncles are all gone, I still have some years left in me and can fight for a few more."
Standing in the courtyard, the young man pushing the stone mill sighed helplessly: "Master Wei, no pressure, I'll definitely make it."
The old man still looked at him: "It's okay, your background isn't good, your master isn't good, the techniques you practice aren't good, and even the pills are not good—just make do with it, child. You don't have to force it. This life, you can't avenge yourself, it's all deserved."
Lu Ye fell silent, silencing the rumbling stone mill with a single slap.
His bare torso was covered in scars, the young flesh marred with old wounds.
At this moment, the bronze skin, forged by a thousand trials and tribulations, tightened and loosened, as if breathing.
His muscles bulged and contracted, like a hundred wriggling dragons moving beneath his skin.
He closed his eyes, and began to feel the effects of the Kaitai Dan.
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Although he had a difficult childhood and saw the harsh realities of the world early on, his vision was not narrow. After just a slight feeling of the medicinal effect, he knew that this Opening Meridian Pill was extraordinary, not something obtainable by Master Wei. It was possibly related to the uncle surnamed "Yi" who visited his home some time ago.
A strong will, like a millstone, grinds away all thoughts and distractions.
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Luye swept clean the Lingtai, focusing on his extraordinary beginning. He muttered words in his mouth —
“All limbs and bones converge in the center courtyard, enjoying the blessings of a noble residence. Heaven has ailments, do immortals know To hate fame, to become a frail old doctor.”
In the world, those who understand the physical body most thoroughly are either martial artists or physicians.
He had studied medicine and martial arts since childhood, and his control over his own body was profound. With a thought, the meridians obeyed, like dragons bowing to the primordial emperor.
He stood on the old dragon pillar and pushed the sick donkey mill for fifteen years, practicing to build up his strong physique.
With a tranquil mind, devoid of distractions, he meticulously adjusted the potency of the medicine. He circulated it throughout the six realms, invigorating the qi and blood, guiding its flow through the eight meridians until finally, all streams converged into the vast ocean within the human body, the grand dragon.
“What did you feel” the old man asked.
"Qi," Luye said with his eyes closed, "Qi is in the dantian."
"Dantian" the elderly man surnamed Wei frowned.
"It's just the belly," said Rurouni.
"Oh!" the elderly Mr. Wei exclaimed urgently, "Martial arts begins with refining the spine from qi and blood. How did your 'qi' get to your lower abdomen"
Lu Ye said naturally, "Qi resides above and blood below. Therefore, one must sink Qi and raise blood. Dragon and tiger struggle, two forces temper each other, to strengthen the physique. At first, Qi is extremely weak, like a candle flame that can be extinguished by the wind. It must be nurtured in the human palace, like a furnace hiding embers. Cultivate Qi in the lower abdomen, using it to refine blood along the spine. This way, the refinement of the spine will be more effective.Qi is like rice seedlings planted in fields. When autumn arrives and they mature, they become the martial arts true elixir—this lower abdomen, isn't it just the 'Dantian'"
The elderly man with the surname Wei was astonished, because what Lu Ye said was an unprecedented martial art. Nowadays, everyone is striving upwards, seeking the ultimate limit of martial arts, but Lu Ye, just at the beginning, had already changed his starting point!
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He couldn't tell if it was good or bad, he just asked: "How... did you come up with that"
Lu Ye was taken aback. "I don't know either."
He was still carefully contemplating the changes in his body: “Just now, when I was practicing opening up my meridians and cultivating Qi, I suddenly felt a moment of trance, and this thought arose. And so I did it.”
This sounds like a convergence of heaven and earth, good fortune reaching the heart. The elderly Mr. Wei couldn't hide his astonishment: "In that hazy state, did you see anything"
Lu Ye shook his head.
The elderly man surnamed Wei mumbled in a daze, "Just now... Did something major just happen"
“I don’t know. Perhaps it doesn’t matter.” Lu Ye opened his eyes, the glint fading, but his gaze still held the conviction of youth. “All I know is that my martial arts journey—it begins here.”
The old man looked blankly at the distant sky. Besides the lightning that ripped through the heavens and was gradually disappearing, he couldn't see anything else.
Wang Ao opened the way, and all warriors in the world benefited from it. All warriors in the world also benefited him.
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He set foot on the martial arts path with empty hands, a fist opening up the ancient mist, and another crushing centuries of sorrow.
The accomplishment belongs to him, but the burden is borne by the ceaseless flow of generations past and present.
He had already reached the pinnacle of martial arts, standing at the apex of the mortal world, representing martial arts. He was the first to touch the limit of the mortal world, comparable to other True Lords—but this was not his end.
To pave the way is to do great good deeds!
This path of martial arts, a towering edifice built over generations, is truly an accomplishment beyond compare.
At this moment, he stood majestically at the peak, motionless. The entire desolate martial arts world was filled with a spring rain and warm breeze, teeming with vibrant life.
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The heavens were graced with a profound yellow banner, summoning auspicious clouds that spanned for miles. It unfurled majestically across the sky, its surface bearing in the center a grand and imposing "Wu" character, imbued with the essence of martial arts.
The aura of profound merit and virtue has materialized into a banner, and the auspicious clouds encompass millions of acres!
Wang Ao's severely damaged physical body during his ascent, at the moment he reached the summit, had already absorbed the power of heaven and earth, restoring everything, and climbed to the peak.
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But at this very moment, it is still being refined and elevated.
He made martial arts truly exist, reaching the highest heaven.
The merit of martial arts should be used to elevate him above ordinary people.
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Myriad auspicious clouds, supporting his peak martial arts, are about to send him beyond everything in this world, achieving the first ever eternal being of martial arts.
It was also at this time, in this half-virtual and half-real world of martial arts, that another mountain suddenly rose.
This mountain appears both black and white, like a dragon or a tiger. From different angles and at different times, it presents different appearances.
When it first appeared, it was already low and humble, like uprooting the foundation of martial arts, shaking the entire world of martial arts. In a flash, it grew strong, with every thought stretching thousands, tens of thousands, even to infinity!
When it reached the pinnacle of this world, the entire martial arts world suddenly fell into darkness.
Are there still martial arts masters in the world
Man should not see this!
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Shū Wéijūn, Wú Xún, Cáo Yùxián, and Jī Jǐnglù, the four martial arts grandmasters standing on the peak of the 26th heaven of martial arts, almost turned their heads at the same time.
When they witnessed Wang Ao reach the peak, these masters who already stood at the highest point of martial arts also saw the path to the pinnacle of martial arts. However, due to the damage to their foundation when supporting Wang Ao, they were unable to take the last step immediately.
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But as long as lifespan is sufficient and the origin is compensated, that step is merely a matter of time.
However, at this moment, a sudden and shocking change occurred, one after another, each more serious than the last.
But then, atop the peak that pierced the heavens, several majestic figures appeared abruptly. Each one emanated an awe-inspiring aura and possessed boundless might.
At the forefront stood a figure, nine feet tall with an elongated form. His brows and eyes were harmonious, his demeanor compassionate. Beneath his high collar, faint traces of Asura battle markings could be seen.
With this lord's physique, among the Asuras, he would belong to the weak and slender kind. Yet, no one could ignore his presence, nor could any being avoid his gaze.
He looked down at you with compassion, as if witnessing your journey from the brink of death back to vibrant new life.
Your whole life has passed before his eyes, and that's not something worth mentioning.
All things are like dust particles!
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Shu Wei Jun's already aged face grew even more withered: "Shan Tan!"
The name of Shan Tan is well-known throughout Yu Yuan. Among the disciples of the Mohist school, it is even more deeply ingrained.
Because the great Mohist, Rao Xiansun, was killed by his own hands in the past.
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This venerable one is the number one ruler of the Asura Realm!
But...he isn't a martial artist, is he
Why would a Asura warrior who has reached the Dao Realm appear in a world of martial arts that is currently breaking through during a moment when a Martial Arts Grandmaster shatters the Heavenly Barrier and challenges the ancient cosmic chasm
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This martial arts world, is shaped by martial intent. It's where traces of the Dao reside and true thoughts are held. It's directly deposited into the fundamental source of this earthly existence, touching upon the very root of the world.
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Theoretically, those who have not reached the limits of martial arts cannot become famous. Not just anyone's peak can stand firm at this level.
After Wang Aozhi broke through to the peak of martial arts, he would never seek further breakthroughs in this realm!
How could this Shura King, who has nothing to do with martial arts, penetrate the barriers of the mortal realm and transcend the boundaries of martial arts to suddenly appear in this world at this time
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This black and white changing martial peak, the one supporting it is not just one.
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Cao Yuxi held his bow like a ceremonial spear, looking up at the distant peak of Wufeng. On top of it, beside King Asura Shandana, was an extremely noble figure -
This gentleman has a full forehead and a square jaw. He is naturally imposing and of noble status beyond measure. He wears the twelve-diadem heavenly crown, the eight wilderness robes, and the six realms emperor boots. His eyes encompass all worlds and he controls the universe.
It was none other than Emperor Mojun, one of the Demon Clan Supremes!
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The wielder of the Eight Great Demon Arts' Supreme Ultimate Emperor Demon Art!
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The greatest responsibility of the State of Jing lay in its borderlands. As the head of the Shooting Sound Mansion, one of the thirteen military establishments of the State of Jing, Cao Yu had a profound understanding of the terror of the Demon Sovereign.
Even if he hadn't been wounded in the process of helping Wang Ao ascend, he wouldn't have been able to withstand a single strike from the Emperor Demon King, even at his peak.
Even if he reached the pinnacle of martial arts at this moment, he would not have the confidence to face the Demon Emperor.
How could such an existence as the Emperor Demon Lord appear alongside King Shura, Shandana He is not a martial arts cultivator, so how could he also appear in the world of martial arts
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King Fuguijun's expression was particularly grave. Standing beside the Emperor Demonic Lord, he saw a pair of eyes that glowed with seven colors, as if rising from an endless dark sea, casting a greedy gaze upon the world.
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The renowned, incorruptible Emperor Wuyan... May he enjoy a long and prosperous life!
"The Spirit Realm is sealed, and you all hide within the vast ocean. After being defeated, you dare to raise your head and wreak havoc here!" Ji Jinglu's voice was cold and sharp.
The strong cultivators of the Asura Clan, Demon Clan, and Sea Clan have simultaneously descended upon this world, all ascending to the Martial Peak. Although it is unknown how they bypassed all those insurmountable barriers, the fact remains before us. What Ji Jinglu needs to consider is how to face this situation.
However, in this current era where martial arts are just beginning to emerge and haven't reached their peak, how can they withstand such powerful opponents in this world where the pinnacle of martial arts is unattainable How can they stop these beings from plotting against them
He ranted and raved, all he really wanted was to glean some information, to find a way through.
But Zhan Shou just watched him silently, without a word. Then, he turned his head and looked at Wang Ao.
Wu Qin wielded his weapon before him, his gaze traversing the towering Wufeng peak. Finally, between its grandeur and danger, behind the paths of the three clans' inheritance, he saw a fourth statue—
It was a slender, windswept figure. Elusive yet real.
At this moment, all the questions seem to have answers.
"Cheat the heavens... My knowledge is insufficient!" Wu Xun clenched his teeth, deeply feeling the seriousness of the problem.
The Heavenly Demon Macaque, known as "Sky Deceiver," is a mythical figure. With his assistance, the Four Clans could traverse the veil of reality and overcome martial barriers, manifesting as warriors and perhaps even establishing dominance in the martial world.
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Although Wu Xun still couldn't figure out how to do it, the three characters "Mi Zhi Ben" naturally equated to possibility.
Now they have to face this already realized possibility —
It is obvious that Wang Ao, who is about to achieve eternal martial arts mastery, is the ultimate goal of these top powerhouses from different races.
These foreign powerhouses, reaching the pinnacle of their respective realms, have descended upon this world with a treacherous intent. They aim to obstruct Wang Ao's ascension while he remains trapped within this isolated and temporarily sealed martial arts world. Their goal is not merely to hinder him but to utterly erase his existence.
Preserve its way, but eliminate those who open up a different path.
(The end)was approaching with murderous intent. He didn't say a word, as if he had gone mad.“Where is Hu Shaomeng” Jiang Wang asked him.“Jiang Wang, you even took away my Tianqing Cloud Sheep and broke my fing...