High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late

Chapter 641 - 434: Today, I Will Slay a Saint!

High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late

Chapter 641 - 434: Today, I Will Slay a Saint!

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Chapter 641: Chapter 434: Today, I Will Slay a Saint!

Seeing Su Mu slowly raise his head to gaze at the heavens, the entire crowd of warriors and commanders couldn’t believe their eyes and rubbed them repeatedly.

One moment ago, their hearts were filled with grief and anger, an overwhelming sense of helplessness.

They could only watch powerlessly as the undisputed champion was about to be slaughtered.

Yet unexpectedly...

Everything they anticipated did not happen; it was even the opposite.

In just an instant.

The one whose head rolled, soaked in blood, was not Su Mu but the Eighteen Blade Innates.

In the span of a single breath, the Eighteen Blade Innates were almost entirely annihilated.

It was as easy as a war chariot crushing a few beasts.

But these opponents weren’t ordinary beasts; they were the Eighteen Blade Innates, with the first three even possessing power beyond Titled Grandmasters, nearly at the Half-Step Saint Realm!

Yet, martial artists of such terrifying prowess had no resistance before Su Mu.

In that fleeting moment, all soldiers couldn’t help but reveal shock, and on the Central Battleship, the elders of the Military Department and War Zone were suddenly filled with terrifying brilliance in their eyes.

At that moment, they didn’t care about the Martial Saint hovering above, with each one taking a sharp breath and straightening up again.

Even the golden figure under the dome trembled uncontrollably, showing rare astonishment and surprise.

"Wu Ba, the Killing Sabers you brought have all been broken by me... Now it’s your turn."

Su Mu looked up at the golden figure, speaking with a light smile, carrying a hint of mockery in his tone.

Wu Ba, your sabers have been broken by me, now it’s your turn?!

Upon hearing these calm words, the bay suddenly grew silent, followed by a sound of collective gasping, as if mountains and seas were exclaiming; no one could believe their ears.

Addressing the Martial Saint by true name, with such provocation!

Such an outrageous, shocking statement exploded like a nuclear bomb in the bay.

In an instant, everyone shivered as if struck by lightning, goosebumps rising all over, and a thought emerged in everyone’s mind.

He’s mad!

Su Mu must be mad!

...

"Good, very good!"

The golden figure under the dome spoke with a cold tone, slowly opening his mouth.

As he spoke, the radiance on his body burst forth, blindingly bright, even surpassing the noon sun at that moment; the outline of the golden figure under the Great Sun became distinctly clearer to the naked eye, with clothes appearing and facial features solidifying.

A man with a resolute face, as sturdy as a little mountain, solidly formed.

The man showed no expression, yet bore an immeasurable celestial majesty, and no one on the bay dared meet his gaze, all shivering and lowering their heads.

Su Mu slightly narrowed his eyes, carefully observing the incarnation in front of him, which was nearly indistinguishable from a real person, showing a trace of surprise on his face.

He also mastered the "Martial Saint Illusion," so he naturally recognized that this was not the true Martial Saint but merely an External Incarnation.

Apart from the aura, the External Incarnation of Wu Ba was more lifelike and finer than his own Desolate Thought-fused Fire Shadow, practically indistinguishable from a real person.

The ability to cultivate a martial art to such an extent amazed Su Mu.

"It’s been many years since I’ve been angry, Su Mu, you are truly impressive!" The dignified man at the sky’s end slightly frowned, his cold gaze falling on Su Mu below.

"Tsk, then you have quite a good temper. In this regard, I’m far inferior to you."

"However, naturally so, as a revered Martial Saint dwelling deep in the Great Desert, atop the Celestial Mountain, receiving the incense offerings of billions, such a lifelike incarnation could be achieved..."

"Ordinary people might never see the Martial Saint in their lifetime, who would dare to anger you?"

Overlord Blade Martial Saint snorted coldly at the words, his figure flickered, and suddenly he vanished from the horizon, then appeared ghostly right in front of Su Mu, slapping a palm towards Su Mu’s face.

This palm seemed unadorned, without any fancy technique.

But when this palm descended, it felt as if tens of thousands of towering Tai Mountain peaks were coming down, instantly shattering the space in the martial arena, like a massive mirror shattering with a resounding crash.

Time, space, it seemed as if everything was completely frozen in that moment.

That palm no longer seemed to be of flesh and blood but as if it were the hand of heaven and earth, with a terrifying, unreasonable force exploding in the palm.

In the Martial God State, Su Mu’s heart pounded like a battle drum, countless sparks glinted in his eyes.

Slowed down tens, hundreds of times, he clearly saw the Overlord Blade Martial Saint’s palm.

At the moment of strike, his palm resembled a small black hole, swallowing all the Spiritual Qi and Golden Rule Element in this heaven and earth into a vacuum.

Then, with the palm as the core, it harnessed the momentum of the entire bay.

Facing such a palm, it didn’t feel like a clash with a human martial artist but rather gave Su Mu the illusion of battling the heavens!

In just that moment, the power of the palm far exceeded the Half-Saint realm, then continued to surge madly until reaching an indescribably terrifying force.

Su Mu had no doubt that the aftermath of this palm alone could easily obliterate a Half-Saint.

No!

Even any number up to dozens of Half-Saints would inevitably meet their doom under this palm!

"So powerful, is this the God of the Human World, is this the might of a Martial Saint?"

Su Mu revealed a difficult-to-describe excitement on his face, once again profoundly understanding the phrase: Under the Martial Saint, all are ants.

Exhaling deeply, Su Mu inhaled the scorching air into his body like a whale, and in his Sea of Consciousness, the Diamond Human Form suddenly opened its eyes, and the Supreme Martial God Wheel descended forcefully.

In an instant, twenty-four Immortal Cells simultaneously erupted with radiance, the Immortal Power surged, lighting up the Immortal Bone, and the Immortal Star Map at that moment unleashed its true great power.

Then Su Mu clenched his fist, brilliant golden light flowed, the rule of Origin Power was surging.

Fourth Layer of the Secret of Power fully unleashed, sixteenfold burst!

Fire Gate is open!

Six Paths Reincarnation Fist!

The current Su Mu, activating any of these powers alone would be enough to easily obliterate a Half-Saint powerhouse, but now, Su Mu integrates all this mighty power into a single punch.

Boom!

A supreme punch shadow, grander than the previous time when countering hundred with one, several times magnified, met the Overlord Blade Martial Saint’s palm.

Seeing this punch shadow, the elderly of the military department on the central battleship and those in the war zone revealed expressions of incredulity.

"Su Mu has been concealing his strength all along; in the demonstration, he did not exert his full power... Is this his true strength?!"

Everyone’s minds trembled intensely, simultaneously filled with unspeakable regret and anger.

Such a demon was born in their military department, yet regrettably, they cannot protect him today!

In that moment, everyone’s fists clenched tightly, continuously sounding crackling noises.

On the field, fist and palm fiercely collided together.

Boom!

The terrifying light interwoven with red and gold devoured everything, a colossal, earth-shaking explosive sound erupted on the scene, gigantic aftermaths spread out, raising towering waves hundreds of meters high.

Crack.

Overlord Blade Martial Saint’s face, usually without expression, couldn’t help showing a trace of shock; looking down, his right palm of this incarnation actually cracked in this confrontation.

Immediately, the terrifying countershock arrived, causing the mighty body of Overlord Blade Martial Saint on the field to involuntarily retreat dozens of steps backward.

"Interesting!"

The Overlord Blade Martial Saint tucked his crack-webbed right palm into his martial robe, gazing coldly forward.

At the demonstration field, a figure suddenly halted in mid-air, then dense sounds of breaking bones emitted, and his body twisted and deformed instantaneously before flying back like a cannonball.

Billowing white smoke spread ring after ring, speed instantly surpassed sonic velocity by several folds, then crashed heavily into the sea.

The sea was as if a nuclear bomb was dropped.

Next second.

The nuclear bomb exploded.

The sea collapsed, forming a massive vacuum area, rapidly expanding, finally crushing that distorted blurred figure deep into the sea, then seawater gushed back, burying it in the deep sea.

"But everything ended..."

Watching this scene, the elderly on the deck of the military department showed a dim expression.

"As strong as Su Mu, still cannot achieve it?"

"Martial Saints are invincible..."

The might of Martial Saints plunged everyone in the bay into boundless despair!

But is everything really over?

Just as Overlord Blade Martial Saint stood with hands behind his back, the sea area behind him suddenly reacted, an unbelievable expression appeared on his face, he slowly turned around.

Just saw in the distant sea, surging wildly, unexpectedly a terrifying huge crack appeared as if sliced apart by someone.

Next second.

Thousand-foot waves swept, rolling the bay, causing the battleship fleet to shake violently.

A tall and muscular figure burst out of the sea heroically, Su Mu tore off the broken war zone special combat suit on him, revealing a perfectly sculpted body like a masterpiece of nature.

But this perfect body had a conspicuous flaw.

On his chest, there was a noticeable depression, faintly showing white bone, a terrifying palm print.

Yet with each breath, the muscles and bones of Su Mu’s chest rebounded at a speed visible to the naked eye, in just an instant restored to the original state; even the slightest mark completely disappeared.

Su Mu smiled, casually wiped the bloodstain from the corner of his mouth.

"Deserves to be the Martial Saint, your palm truly packs a punch, though such a level of attack cannot kill me, Su Mu..."

Su Mu twisted his neck, his vertebral column swayed like a great dragon, emitting several majestic sounds like dragon chants, his eyes staring directly at the Overlord Blade Martial Saint grew more fervent, more excited.

Just like he locked onto a rare treasure.

Also like a peerless Fierce Beast locked onto its prey.

Today, who is the Hunter, who is the prey, remains to be known!

"Respected Martial Saint, next it is my turn..."

"Mu wishes to shatter the high tower, crush the mountain peak, with flesh and bones to defeat the Divine Spirit of the human world..."

Su Mu whispered, speaking once more the words he uttered during the demonstration, hearing the familiar words again, all soldiers on the bay, General Stars on the battleships, and even elders of the military department were deeply moved at this moment.

They clenched their teeth, internally roaring silently, growling, hysterical!

Wind!

Great wind!

Actually, Su Mu did not complete these words during the demonstration, those words had a second half.

This time he calmly spoke the final sentence.

"Today, I will slay a Saint!"

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