Martial World's

Martial World's
1933 - How Can I Defy Heaven?





Sword Mountain was extremely high. The sky above Sword Mountain was flooded with light blue light and clouds scattered about; it resembled a beautiful watercolor painting.


Sword Mountain was also extremely cold. At the top, snow falls all year round. But strangely enough, there was a frozen spring coming out from Sword Mountain. Because of how steep Sword Mountain was, spring finally became a waterfall, falling in the sky like a dazzling white dragon that made people sigh in praise.


Lin Ming had ascended Sword Mountain. With his cultivation, he could actually cross over without worrying about anyone. However, he chose to stop here.


Stepping through the pure white snow, he could feel a lonely and cold sword intent. An inexplicable feeling crossed his body.


After more than 100 years, when old friends meet once again, though everything may remain the same, people will always change.


On Lin Ming's martial arts path, Jiang Baoyun could not be considered an outstanding rival. Compared to heaven-favored children like the Good Fortune Saint Son and Sheng Mei, he was not worth mentioning at all.


But Lin Ming had a very deep impression of Jiang Baoyun. This was due to his bold pride and ambition that seemed to reach out to the clouds.


But what a pity, his birth limit had become the shackle of Jiang Baoyun! No matter how high his heart was, he would never be able to break free!


Thinking of this, Lin Ming felt sorry for Jiang Baoyun. If he had come from some great respected family from the heavenly Realm then the result would have been very different. But fate is not fair like this.


Lin Ming paced across the peak. Over the next few days, more and more people gathered at Sword Mountain.


Those who came were all outstanding elites from the entire South Horizon Region.


They came in jade spirit boats, riding rainbow birds, or even flying by themselves.


Lin Ming silently watched this all happen. Having gotten used to seeing the supreme God Beast of the heavenly Realm, having gotten used to seeing an Empyrean spirit treasure-level spirit ship, he knew that this spirit boat and spirit bird might appear beautiful, as well as beautiful, but the truth is that they are not much at all. …


Martial artists from the mortal world also had the pleasure of a mortal.


Recalling the past, during the Seven Profound Valleys Total Martial Meeting when Mu Qinghong arrived with a vermillion bird, he had shocked and amazed many people.


At the top of Sword Mountain, there was a pond. A thin layer of thin mist floated above this pond. The springs flowing down the mountain came from it, and this pond was not frozen all year round.


Above this pond, the ice lotus was in full bloom. There were also dozens of scattered riverfront pavilions.


The swordsman party was being held in this pavilion.


As for Lin Ming, as an uninvited guest, he stood in one of the largest pavilions but also a pavilion located on the edge. He stood together with the disciples of these great figures from the South Horizon Region.


"mm? That you?"


Not too far away from Lin Ming, an 18-19 year old girl looked stunned. She was the girl of the young duo that Lin Ming saw a few days ago.


His senior apprentice brother was in this pavilion and he was also surprised to see Lin Ming.


Sword Mountain had no guards. This was because it was covered with sword intent, and the average person would not be able to climb.


"This friend, how did you get up here?"


The young man stared at Lin Ming's ice-cold mask and was left slightly dumbfounded.


When he saw Lin Ming at the foot of the mountain, he, he thought Lin Ming was some kind of freak or even a fool But he never thought that this fool would arrive at the top before they did.


However, Lin Ming did not seem to have heard this question at all. He looked towards the middle of the cold pool, waiting for the sword arts tea party to begin.


The young man and woman felt as if they had stepped onto a nail, as if they were somehow inviting contempt upon themselves.


"This man must be deaf …"


The young lady snorted furiously, her small chest rising down. Actually, he knew that Lin Ming was not deaf, because when he called out to him on the mountain he turned his head to look at it.


He was purely trying to help her, but he did not expect that she would turn a deaf ear to everything they said.


It was as if he did not care about everything that surrounded him.


"It's okay, Junior-apprentice Sister, you can do by saying a few words less. You seem to have forgotten the teachings of the Master. . . "The young man whispered a reprimand. The young lady pursed her lips and no longer spoke.


At this moment, the sword arts tea party had finally begun.


This piece of sword arts tea was not a martial arts tournament to see who was stronger, either, but for the various sword experts from the South Horizon Region to gather together to compare skills and learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses. All of this was to become more aware of what true sword arts meant.


Thus, when people attacked, it was not to determine victory or defeat, but was to demonstrate their outstanding techniques and earnestly and happily show their cultivation of sword arts.


In Lin Ming's eyes, the swordsmanship of these people meant little.


That was until .. Jiang Baoyun took the stage.


On this day, Jiang Baoyun was wearing blue clothes. His brows were like two swords flying tilted to his temple. His eyes were deep and deep, like glittering gems.


And behind Jiang Baoyun was a sword box. The sword box was made of metal, and it looked simple and simple.


Two sword handles protruded out from the top of this sword box; one sword was blue, the other was black.


Everything was the same as that time at the Total Martial Meeting of the Seven Profound Valleys Faction.


Jiang Baoyun held a double sword. It was not that the two swords were used at the same time, but that the two different swords corresponded to different movements.


Now, he's still the same as before.


And Jiang Baoyun's match was Lin Ming's old friend – Jiang Lanjian!


At the Total Martial Meeting of the Seven Profound Valleys Faction, Jiang Lanjian had left an extremely deep impression on Lin Ming. In fact, there was a period of time where Lin Ming needed to hide his real name and instead call himself Lin Lanjian.


Thus, after so many years, Jiang Baoyun and Jiang Lanjian considered each other as rivals. With siblings and rivals understanding each other at the most basic level, it was only natural that they advanced quickly.


Jiang Lanjian who appeared after more than 100 years shared a greater possibility to Jiang Baoyun than before. Jiang Lanjian looked to be around 30 years old, and he was also wearing blue clothes. Although his face was not as sharp and as fast as Jiang Baoyun's face, the important point here was that sharpness lurked in his heart instead. Just by looking at it, one would think he was a treasure sword hidden within the box.


Jiang Lanjian had a bright smile on his face as he said to Jiang Baoyun, “Brother Baoyun, it has been more than three years since we last fought! How many moves did we change last time? "


"83 moving!" Jiang Baoyun replied.


"Good! Then today, my goal is to break through a hundred! ”


Jiang Lanjian was weaker than Jiang Baoyun. But, in the South Horizon Region could already be considered a miracle for anyone to withstand a hundred moves against Jiang Baoyun.


"Sir, you can do it!"


Beside Lin Ming, an 18-year-old girl who had been at odds with him before started clapping excitedly, a beautiful light bloomed in her eyes. He was clearly enthusiastic about seeing his master fight. Apparently, the young duo that Lin Ming met was Jiang Lanjian's disciple.


Lin Ming did not care much about this. Instead, he calmly looked at the match of Jiang Baoyun and Jiang Lanjian.


Jiang Baoyun and Jiang Lanjian both cultivated their own sword intent. For a moment, a sword beam crossed space, extremely brilliant.


This low-level disciple had never seen such a sight before!


They all started to let out excitement.


"Snorts! They were truly worthy of being called Cloudsword Immortal and Bluesword Immortal! I just thought my sword was going to fly out of its sheath! ”


“They are the two greatest and most outstanding sword immortals in the South Horizon Region. In general, no swordsman could compete with them. Before the battle began, their enemy's swords were already attracted to them! Moreover, I heard that. Cloudsword Immortal and Bluesword Immortal were once fellow disciples of the same sect! "


"Rubber! They were from the same sect. It was only a small and common sect called the Seven Profound Valleys, but it actually produced so many outstanding individuals. It's really unbelievable. ”


Seven Profound Valleys was only one third-rate sect. Even if it was placed on a small land like the South Horizon Region, it was not enough to be glimpsed twice. It should be known that the South Sea Demon Region of the South Horizon Region was a fifth-grade sect.


Even Divine Phoenix Island was already many times stronger than the Seven Profound Valleys. For Jiang Lanjian and Jiang Baoyun to arrive at this step was not easy for the two of them.


"Hey! Don't try and look down on the Seven Profound Valleys. You may not know this, but the Seven Profound Valleys once produced a legendary character. He was someone who came from the same sect as the Cloudsword Immortal and the Bluesword Immortal. In the past, during the Seven Valleys' Total Martial Faction Meeting deeply, this person ranked even above the Cloudsword Immortal and Bluesword Immortal and he became the champion of the Total Faction Martial Meeting. After which, he entered the four heavenly Kingdoms and stirred up a gigantic storm. Then his martial arts shattered the void and he rose to the stars. It was said that his achievements even surpassed Emperor Shakya since 3000 years ago! ”


"You're talking about Lin Ming, Sage Lin! How could the person from the Southern Horizon Region not know about his legend? But he was too powerful, and many people considered him too far along. Its existence was too mystical that it was difficult for people to believe that such a person was from the Southern Horizon Region. ”


“Seven Deep Valleys must have a raging fire as they pray on their ancestral tablets. But then again, during the period when extreme talent appeared, they could often direct the sect's overall strength to new heights never seen before. When such a person appeared, all the other geniuses chased them together and only then could there be an era where heroes flowed out of line. All things considered, it could probably be said that the achievements of the Cloudsword Immortal and the current Bluesword Immortal were due to Lin Ming's influence! ”


Lin Ming, whether it was the South Horizon Region or the four central heavenly Kingdoms, was a mythical-like name.


However, as this discussion fell into Lin Ming's ears, he seemed indifferent throughout.


Under his ice mask, his disciples were like unexpected wells, as if he had heard nothing.


"Hey! Speaking of Sage Lin, I am most clear about him! My master once personally told me about the matter of Sage Lin! ”


As everyone started talking about Lin Ming, the 18-year-old girl who met Lin Ming at the foot of the mountain also impatiently joined the conversation.


His master is his pride. His master's experience was also his pride.


With such a good time to show off, how could he possibly be left behind?


“That's right, Fairy Jiang, aren't you a direct disciple of Bluesword Immortal? Hurry up and tell us what you know! "


Someone said impatiently.


And this question caused 'God Jiang' to become even more funny and exaggerated in his movements. At his side, his senior apprentice brother shook his head, thinking all of this was a little funny and a little embarrassing. He thought to himself, "You are 18 years old and still have the disposition of a child …"


The young girl beamed happily. He had managed to capture the views of all the young disciples. For most of the people here, when Lin Ming was wildly wandering the South Horizon Region their grandfather had not been born.


The stories they heard afterwards all came in different versions so they could not reach a consensus. Now with someone who is in close contact with someone who was directly present and involved in the past, they are of course listening with pleasure.


Towards this point, Lin Ming was not interested. His heart was a calm and dead pond. He felt that in this world, there might not be anything that could move him.


But, because Lin Ming's heart was dead, the girl's involuntary words caused her heart that had been silent for many years to feel a slight movement …


"… You may not know, but in the past, my master admired Sage Lin the most! And what he admired was not his talent, but his fighting spirit!


'' You may have heard rumors that Sage Lin was a Prince from the Heavenly Kingdom of the Nine Furnace who entered the Southern Horizon Region to gain experience and go on adventures. But, that's actually bullshit! My master knew that Sage Lin was actually the son of a mortal family, a mortal family that was very common and humble at that. During his youth, Sage Lin could not practice martial arts, and he even suffered a massive setback. The road of martial arts was surging and filled with holes, but Sage Lin kept going, step by step.


"What my master admired the most towards Sage Lin was his immortal spirit and persistence. Sage Lin's goal in life was to pursue the peak of martial arts, and my master said that maybe Sage Lin was the one closest to the peak of martial arts! "


The girl's words caused the young disciples to shout in praise.


"To pursue the pinnacle of martial arts? That's just amazing! ”


"I wonder what the peak of martial arts is like? I also want to chase him! "


Everyone enthusiastically discussed. And as these words fell into Lin Ming's ears, his heart began to be filled with emotions!


The pinnacle of martial arts?


Such words are easy to say. But, only those who stepped onto this path themselves knew how fast the goal was, how many terrible trials and trials one had to go through to run there!


There are so many unrivalled individuals in this world. How many things have they betrayed, how much have they paid?


Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. However, the more experience one gained, the less they had the fighting spirit that lit up in their youth, that fearless and unshakable heart that dared to defy heaven.


Really ... Is he old?


Lin Ming recalled the time he had tried to break into Life Destruction in the past. He told himself –


'If heaven wants to destroy me, I will destroy heaven. If the god of death wants to take me then I will cut down the god of death! '


He who was then, how heroic and courageous was he? But now…


He breathed deeply. Endless sadness mixed with the change of time in his eyes.


In the cold pond, Jiang Lanjian and Jiang Baoyun's fight reached its most brilliant peak. They danced in the air, their feet only leaving ripples of light as they touched the pond lotus, not even causing a splash of water.


Sword energy penetrated through the air yet no ice lotus was broken …


They were not strong, but from their sword intent, Lin Ming could very well feel something that had once pursued – unyielding fighting spirit …


An inexplicable reluctance suddenly moved his heart. He gritted his teeth and tried to fire his weak soul once more. He wanted to use the energy from his own world, he wanted to affect the limits of his cultivation, he wanted to open the Magic Cube …


However, his soul fire and his life flame were too weak.


A large amount of energy required soul power to manipulate. His inner world remained as calm as before.


And, the Magic Cube did not respond at all …


When Lin Ming was in the Holy God realm, it was only then that he was able to slowly grasp the ability to use the Magic Cube. Besides, he couldn't do it whenever he wanted.


But now, compared to when he was a heavenly God, his soul power was nothing at all.


It was like an ant trying to shake a tree: completely meaningless.


Moreover, what caused Lin Ming to feel the most despair was that even if he could me the Magic Cube, he would not be able to rely on it to restore his source soul power.


Although the Magic Cube was a heavenly soul tool, its ability lay more in extinguishing souls and removing spirit marks. But in order to restore the soul, it was impossible to happen.


Losing the source of his soul power, losing the flames of his life, it was the same as losing his source of life.


For example, no matter how heaven defied the heavenly means, it still could not return the old and declining Old Man to the peak of his youth.


It would violate the most basic rules in the world.


Disappointment once again smashed into Lin Ming.


To struggle, to overcome loss with one thought. Although this was a simple thought, how many people could cross this bridge? Often in this world, there are many things that cannot be done. This is not because people don't want to, but because people can't …


He took a long breath. "I. .. don't want to lose my juice. But if I have a fighting spirit .. so what? I have lost everything. How can I.. defy heaven? "