World's Best Martial Artist Chapter 319 - Looking Cool for Less than 3 Seconds

Chapter 319: Looking Cool for Less than 3 Seconds

Peace Bridge City.

Currently, the entire Peace Bridge could hear the loud roars coming from the outskirts of the city.

Many people woke with a start.

Some residents who lived slightly closer to the outskirts could even make out the golden rays in the air.

While they were exclaiming in surprise, many people saw two bundles of golden rays moving toward the city.

“Kou Bianjiang, let us go, or I will ma.s.sacre the entire city today!”

The thunderous roar alarmed everyone!

“Ma.s.sacre the entire city!”

These words that appeared only on television had distinctly greeted the Peace Bridge people’s ears for the first time.

Top-notch powerhouses were fighting!

“Cult martial artist!”

Very quickly, someone reacted. All of a sudden, everyone was struck with terror. The entire city was losing its head.

…

Running like a bat out of h.e.l.l, Fang Ping had also heard the provocative roars of the Rank-8 cult martial artist.

He had not noticed it earlier. Seeing it now, the other party was clearly leading Kou Bianjiang toward the city.

Whereas the great war behind him had not ended just yet.

It was not so easy for a Rank-8 to kill a Rank-7. Even though Tian Mu was unleas.h.i.+ng full outburst at the moment, intending to slash the other party to death, this was not something that could be done in a short time.

“What should I do? Old Kou looks like he’s incapable of diverting him. If they get to the city…”

Both Rank-8 powerhouses were fighting at full force. Once they got to the city, catastrophe might be unavoidable.

Peace Bridge was not a big city. There were not many powerhouses either. A few Rank-6 would be their limit and that was it.

With Rank-8 powerhouses launching an attack, how could they survive?

“I’m only a Rank-4… I can’t survive either!”

Fang Ping was helpless. At this moment, his endless Vitality would do nothing. He could only count on Old Kou to hold off the enemy now.

While Fang Ping was still running for his life, a silhouette appeared ahead. Fang Ping threw a punch without a second thought!

“It’s me!”

Fang Ping did not stop his punch. His fist struck air.

Old Man Li did not explain much. He stepped forward to grab him by the scruff of the neck, then bolted forward.

“Kid, wanna do something big?”

“Old Li, why are you here?”

“Cut the c.r.a.p. Do you want to do something big?”

“How?”

“Kou Bianjiang, this ancient man is old and feeble. He’s useless now, and might not be able to hold off the enemy. This is one of the reasons why the cults are so wild. Because there are more people now, so our guys are cautious in making a move…

“But he should consider himself unlucky for meeting me, Li Changsheng!”

Old Man Li flattered himself and chuckled. “Your Mentality is not weak. Why not lend it to me for a moment later?”

“Huh?”

“Cut the c.r.a.p. Later, the two of us will look for a place and stay out of sight at first. When they pa.s.s by, we’ll rise up into the air. You will achieve full Mentality outburst, as intense as you can, then watch me slash him with my sword!”

“You’ll borrow my Mentality outburst?”

Fang Ping was still slightly at a loss, though he agreed very quickly. “Alright.”

“Let’s go then!”

Old Man Li held onto Fang Ping. At breakneck speed, they appeared suddenly at a building’s rooftop on the outskirts of the city.

Landing on the rooftop, Old Man Li stared at the two bundles of golden rays in the distance that were closing in on them.

Li Changsheng, who had never wielded any weapons, was carrying a sword on his waist, holding on to it with one hand. He whispered, “When I give you the cue to unleash it later, you unleash your Mentality at full force, attaching it to my sword!”

Fang Ping gave his sword and a quick look, nodding. “Alright, but my Mentality is not strong enough…”

“It’s fine.”

Old Man Li did not mind at all. Fang Ping continued, “Instructor, you’re only a Rank-6, this…”

“Are you underestimating me?”

“No, No. Though I think highly of you, you’re still only a Rank-6.”

Fang Ping was slightly worried. Old Man Li, a Rank-6 martial artist, was interfering in a fight between Rank-8s. Would it work?

“Humph. In those days, this old man swept the floor with countless prodigies. A few Grandmasters today I have beaten into wimps back then too…”

“Yes, yes, yes.”

Fang Ping gave a perfunctory reply. Looking at the approaching bundles of light, he said impatiently, “Have our Grandmasters not arrived yet? Why hasn’t Brother Tian killed the opponent?”

“Not so soon. They didn’t make any advance preparations. If too many people were informed, the news will leak easily, and the other party won’t take the bait.”

Old Man Li explained simply. If anyone noticed him, a Rank-6, then it would not matter that much.

On the contrary, Grandmaster powerhouses would be noticed very easily.

This time, Fang Ping had invited two Rank-8s. All of them came out from the Catacombs, hence no one realized a thing.

“Shut up. Get ready!”

Seeing that Fang Ping still had questions, Old Man Li quickly silenced him. This kid had some nerves of steel. How could he still have the mood to ask questions now?

…

“Wu Chen, I dare you!”

Midair, Kou Bianjiang roared fiercely. His face contorted with fury.

He found it difficult to pin a same-rank powerhouse on the spot, especially one who had the desire to run to a city.

“How ridiculous! Old Devil Kou, all of you step back. Otherwise, I will have half of the city’s population buried alive with me!”

“You have a death wis.h.!.+”

Kou Bianjiang let out a furious roar. His golden body looked resplendent. At this moment, he would never forgive them. Tolerate them for the first time, and the cults would have no fear for they would have something to rely on. It was always like this. The cults were almost impossible to eradicate.

Even if… Even if it meant having half of Peace Bridge destroyed, he must cut down the enemy this time. They only needed to wait for Tian Mu to finish his opponent off, or other powerhouses to come to his aid. Wu Chen would not get away with this.

As both of them were fighting whilst moving toward Peace Bridge.

Beneath, Old Man Li exhaled gently.

He initially planned to only watch, having no intention to fight. He had saved this sword for the Catacombs powerhouses.

He did not foresee the cults sending three powerhouses this time, one with a golden body at that.

If that was the case, there was no need to wait any longer.

With his right hand pressing gently onto the sword hilt, Old Man Li growled the next second, “Unleas.h.!.+”

Fang Ping had been waiting. In an instant, his entire Mentality gushed out, pouring into the longsword. This was Fang Ping’s first time doing this, not knowing whether this was enough. His Wealth was consumed rapidly, replenis.h.i.+ng his Mentality repeatedly. In the blink of an eye, the longsword looked like it was covered in a layer of thin film.

It was also at this moment that Old Man Li was gleaming gold everywhere below his head, his force thriving. At the tip of the longsword, an intense force was spurting out!

Fang Ping’s Mentality seemed to be drawn as well, uniting with the force that Old Man Li had poured into the longsword, forming a new type of energy.

Extremely powerful!

Fang Ping could sense using his Mentality. All he could feel was his heart palpitating non-stop, as if he would be torn into pieces at any time.

“Longevity Sword!”

Midair, the powerhouse who was currently fighting with Kou Bianjiang roared furiously, anger and confusion evident in his tone.

Longevity Sword was crippled a long time ago. But then, where was this threatening sensation coming from?

Could a cripple be a threat to a Rank-8 golden body?

However, the force underneath was growing more intense by the minute. He was being held up by Kou Bianjiang, unable to do anything even if he had sensed it.

At this moment, a thunderous roar resounded from afar.

“Stop!”

A loud cry filled the air. It was like Tian Mu knew who was fighting. He yelled, then, at lightning speed, a golden ray flashed and appeared in front of Old Man Li.

“I’ll do it!”

Tian Mu growled. His entire body was covered in blood, yet he ignored it. After yelling, he rose up to the heavens, making his way into the fight!

Rumble!

Midair, three streaks of golden rays unleashed an even more resplendent and glorious ray.

The energy waves were intense. Fang Ping was so greatly suppressed he could barely lift his head up.

Old Man Li’s complexion was pale, blood splattering out of his mouth. In an instant, wound after wound started splitting open all over his body. He pressed onto his longsword for support, grunting, “Motherf*cker, wasted my effort!”

Having said that, Old Man Li picked Fang Ping up and left like the wind.

The three golden rays in the air were fighting and moving non-stop toward the direction where they came from. Clearly, after killing his opponent and joining hands with Kou Bianjiang, Tian Mu had gotten the upper hand. Fang Ping breathed a sigh of relief as well. He could not help but look at Old Man Li.

Seeing that he was bathing in blood, he could not help but ask, “Instructor, are you alright?”

“I’m fine.”

Old Man Li looked calm, like he was not the one spurting blood.

“You can really kill a Rank-8?”

“Of course.”

Old Man Li was prideful. Lifting his head, he said, “If Tian Mu didn’t come, this old man would have been famous tonight. In heaven and earth, only me, Li Changsheng can slash a Rank-8 with a sword!”

“Tsk!”

Fang Ping curled his lips. Then, he could not help but ask, “Can you really kill?”

“No sh*t!”

“Ultimate move?”

“Yes.”

“Teach me then!” Fang Ping was suddenly euphoric, saying quickly, “If a Rank-6 can kill Rank-8, then I… then can I cut down a Rank-6 in one slash too?

“If I’d known, I would have learned it. Instructor, you must teach me this one.

“Oh right, is the sword you’re holding right now the Longevity Sword?”

Fang Ping stared at the longsword in Li Changsheng’s hand and gulped. What sword was this?

The force coming from the sword had soared to the sky earlier. Before the sword was employed, though not on him, Fang Ping could already feel like he was about to be sliced into pieces.

This is an A-cla.s.s longsword?

No, maybe even better. A G.o.dly weapon!

Old Man Li was actually hiding a treasure like this, and he had actually never noticed.

Old Man Li ignored him and continued staring at the sky. After a while, he exhaled slightly, saying, “The situation is under control now. You, kid, have done a great service this time. Three high ranks. None of them can escape now!”

The cult powerhouses were not too many to start with.

This time, killing the three high ranks was a huge turning point.

At this moment, Fang Ping cared nothing about that. With sparkling eyes, he stared at the sword. Unsure what came to his mind, Fang Ping said suddenly, “Instructor, your Mentality is really weak. Do you have 500Hz?”

“Mind your own business!”

Old Man Li cursed. ‘b.a.s.t.a.r.d, that stings, you know?

‘If my Mentality is slightly stronger, I’d have become a Grandmaster a long time ago.’

Seeing Old Man Li flew into a rage from the shame, Fang Ping clammed up. Then, he could not stop himself from looking at his body, whispering, “I think I saw the lower half of your body glowing earlier. Doesn’t this only happen in Rank-8 golden bodies?”

“Semi-golden body, okay? If it was not because this old man has… I’d have attained a golden body a long time ago!”

Old Man Li looked proud. ‘How can I kill a Rank-8 without any a.s.sets?

‘I have a sword that has never been pulled out of its sheath for ten years!

‘I have a golden body that’s half-attained!’

After feeling proud for a moment, Old Man Li was slightly dispirited again. If no one had held the Rank-8 back, he would not be able to perform the kill, though he might be able to add on to the damage. If he had really encountered a Rank-8, whereby the other party unleashed full outburst at him, he might not even stand a chance at returning the attack.

To be on the safe side, slas.h.i.+ng a Rank-7 would be more reasonable.

“Semi-golden body…”

At this moment, Fang Ping was completely ignorant toward the powerhouses who were fighting. Instead, his curiosity was piqued. Very quickly, he asked, “They said that middle ranks hone half a golden body. Are all Peak Rank-6 half golden bodies then?”

“Get lost. Are you comparing me to those pieces of trash?”

Old Man Li was beyond arrogant, scoffing. “What does a golden body signify? A Vajra Form! You can neither move it nor crush it…”

Fang Ping made no reply. Using his hands, he poked at his wounds that were still bleeding.

The old man was good at blowing his horn. ‘You are nearly turning into a fountain now. You call this neither moved nor crushed?’

“Scram!”

Old Man Li was terribly mad. ‘I did this to myself. Crushed and broken golden body.’

Otherwise, if he was beating up a Rank-6 instead, he would not be moved. Even if he was broken, he could recover quickly. He would not even be spurting out blood like he was here.

Fang Ping saw him getting angered and stopped touching his raw nerve. He continued, “If that’s the case, Peak Rank-6 martial artists might not have half golden bodies?”

“Of course.”

“Then how do they attain it?”

Old Man Li gave him a side glance, frowning. “You can forget about it. Although I call it half golden bodies, it’s still a fake, really. The bone marrow has not been honed…”

“But I’ve honed it!”

Old Man Li was instantly speechless, his face turning grim. ‘I forgot about that.’

Exhaling once more, Old Man Li said, “I’ve taken the shortcut. For you, achieving Rank-8 is the right way to do it actually. Honing a semi-golden body in Rank-6 not only wastes time but resources as well…”

“Just tell me how you honed it. Who knows, maybe I’ll be held back for a period of time in Rank-6. Attaining a semi-golden body to trick others isn’t so bad too.”

“Trick others?”

Once again, Old Man Li was so p.i.s.sed he nearly spat blood. He let out a loud humph, saying, “We’ll talk about that next time. Come, let’s go and take a look!”

Having said that, he picked Fang Ping up by the neck once again, flying into the distance.

Fang Ping did not mind either. At this late at night, no one saw it anyway. It saved more energy than flying on his own, at least.

“Instructor, Brother Tian and the guys have won?”

“Nearly. Both Rank-7s have been killed. Right now, all that’s left is just the Rank-8 that’s putting up a last-ditch struggle.”

“Why didn’t the cults send reinforcements?”

“Kid, can you stop talking so much!” Old Man Li was very stressed out. “The reason the cults are not eradicated isn’t because they’re strong. On the contrary, it’s because they are well-hidden. Having reinforcement now, the great war has already attracted the attention of many powerhouses. Even Rank-9 powerhouses are starting to notice and probe into this.

“By coming out at this time, they will have a high chance of dying.

“Do you really think high-ranked powerhouses are so stupid?

“By sending three people this time, the cults are also hoping to finish this off promptly. Killing you means nothing.

“Killing Old Liu is their main goal. A Rank-8 and two Rank-7s don’t need to spend too much time to kill Old Liu.”

Fang Ping heard what he said and started cursing as well, saying, “I knew Zhang Dingnan isn’t trustworthy. If I had listened to him, I would’ve been dead so long ago that my bones won’t even be found. This time, two Rank-8s and two Rank-7s were barely enough, getting pushed all the way to the city.

“If another golden body powerhouse comes, we’ll be in big trouble.”

“Not necessarily. If that happens, he wouldn’t disclose about Old Liu following you.”

“Others would have guessed it.”

“That’s true. That’s why I said, kid, you need to take it easy. Don’t act so c.o.c.ky for no reason. Right now, your reputation is even greater than Grandmasters. Those who have no idea would think that you’ve become a Grandmaster. In truth, you’re just a weakling.”

“I’m an Upper-stage Rank-4 now…”

“And I’m a Peak Rank-6. Did you see me showing off?”

“You’re already sixty, about to turn seventy. We’re not the same…”

Old Man Li said nothing either. He exerted slightly more force in his grip that was holding onto Fang Ping’s neck.

Fang Ping yelped in pain. Old Man Li did not like hearing the truth. Fang Ping did not say anything wrong. He was indeed turning seventy.

…

Running all the way.

In no time, both of them arrived at the battleground.

At this moment in the air, four powerhouses had surrounded the golden body powerhouse in the center.

The golden body powerhouse’s ability did not come merely by boasting about it. Even when he was surrounded by two golden bodies and two Peak Rank-7 powerhouse, the other party did not show a hint of defeat.

The fight between the five of them had sent a force so great it shook the heavens.

Fang Ping went slightly closer to Old Man Li, and could feel an immense pressure. Fang Ping’s face was drained of color. Old Man Li paused for a moment, pressing onto his longsword. After some time, he looked like he had gotten used to it, looking calm.

Although his Mentality was weak, his force was thriving. This bit of aftereffect was still useful.

Fang Ping raised his head to take a look momentarily, panting heavily. He said under his breath, “Instructor, stop watching. Aren’t there two of them killed earlier? Let’s go corpse looting. Quickly, or it’ll end soon.”

Old Man Li was stunned. He could not help but throw a look at Fang Ping.

This kid did have psychological qualities that were abnormally great!

Rank-8s were fighting, yet he did not even take a look. The first thought that came to his mind was to go corpse looting. What was he thinking exactly?