I Can Bring In-game Items Out-Chapter 810 - 471: Unrivaled (Part 2)

At this moment, he realized that the immortality of the Undying Mad Martial was not just boasting.

But this was no longer important.

He seemed to be in a void, everything around him ceased to exist, and in his vision, there was only a fist, rapidly approaching and enlarging.

Before it even reached his eyes, it had already occupied his entire field of vision.

In his eyes, there was only the fist.

At this time, he had lost the initiative. Unexpectedly, the opponent's first punch was a reckless move.

This immediately reduced his chances of winning by thirty percent.

In the face of the threat of death.

He took a deep breath, with no thoughts or considerations, the Lord let out a furious roar, desperately unleashing his potential.

Great Perfection, Monkey King Leg.

Accompanied by crackling sounds.

Countless leg shadows emerged.

Like a blooming lotus, countless leg shadows unfolded in full bloom.

This was his strongest strike, although not the strongest Divine Skill of this world, he cultivated it to the Great Perfection Realm.

If he could break through further, surpass Great Perfection, and forge his own path, reaching Martial Arts God, he could contend with the world's strongest, the Master of the World.

Martial arts techniques are not necessarily better the stronger they are; the most important thing is suitability.

Though the Divine Communication Ape Martial Scripture is the number one martial arts technique in this world, among nearly a hundred top experts, only about half practice the Divine Communication Ape Martial Scripture.

Others didn't practice it not because they didn't want to, but because they couldn't achieve Great Success and eventually gave up.

In decisions like these, if they didn't give up, they would have struggled to achieve such accomplishments.

Cracks appeared in the space.

Countless foot shadows landed on him.

Blood sprayed like rain, and the Undying Mad Martial was blasted back, crashing heavily onto the edge of the arena, like a tattered rag, with every bone shattered and not a single piece of good meat.

His body was covered with sunken footprints.

It was obvious he was completely crippled, with injuries beyond repair.

A normal martial artist would have unhesitatingly committed suicide at this point.

But this Undying Mad Martial, abundant life force surged within him, and his injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Like a monster.

He stood up again.

The opponent's forehead was cracked, with faint imprints of fists, which were not considered severe injuries at all.

But the Lord, with a hint of sadness at the corners of his mouth, said, "I lost."

He turned and left, his silhouette bleak.

In terms of strength, the Undying Mad Martial was still several levels inferior to him.

Yet, he still lost, not to the Undying Mad Martial, but to himself.

The final attack, the Mountain-Breaking Strike of the Undying Mad Martial, along with the fierce, unbeatable Martial Dao Will.

This Lord did not fully control his power, exerted too much force, and caused space to tear, while the opponent, though seemingly fierce and frenzied, stayed within the world's limits.

On this point alone, he was inferior.

On this point alone, he lost.

Perhaps if he fought again, he might win, but he couldn't deceive himself.

The Undying Mad Martial stood on the arena, and the cheers resounded.

In this battle, he didn't gain much.

As for becoming a Lord, the Undying Mad Martial, unlike Small Knife, didn't care at all.

But amid the cheers.

An invisible power enveloped him.

He fell into a state of enlightenment.

Beep: You have been awarded the Lords' title. It's not through occupying Earth Vein spots, but through the recognition of the beings of this world. You've gained this world's trait, the blessing of Martial Wind.

It was as if a gentle breeze shrouded the Undying Mad Martial.

Every martial artist in this world is influenced by this world trait in each cultivation session, but not the Undying Mad Martial.

This was the first time, and it was only bestowed with the cover of the Master of the World trait.

He comprehended it.

At the moment the enlightenment ended, he fell into a coma again.

Clearly, he went offline.

The Heavenly Dao Mode of Personal Space constantly monitored, going offline the instant enlightenment ends, wasting not a second.

The gaming chamber opened, and in reality, Small Knife rapidly absorbed this realization.

Though some was lost, it was enough.

In laughter, he had actually made progress.

He sensed a sliver of a perfect opportunity to control the physical body.

Once achieved, bodily immortality would mean becoming Unbreakable.

His strength in reality could synchronize with the Second World.

The Undying Mad Martial awoke again, already inside a room, outside the courtyard were the guarding Guardians.

He stood, feeling refreshed.

His strength had progressed once again.

Even so, he still knew he was one of the weakest Lords.

But it didn't matter; they would all be trampled under his feet.

He then descended to the tavern to feast with the Guardians.

By now, the Guardians no longer restricted him.

For in this world, there were few enemies left.

After eating and drinking.

Small Knife was already the City Lord of this city, also a Lord.

But he didn't stop at all and had already set out for the next nearest Du City.

Challenging the strong, that was his path.

He wanted to find his memory, to search for the piece missing from the deepest part of his heart.

This was a yearning of the heart.

Otherwise, living each moment was torment, life itself a kind of suffering.

Though the hope seemed distant.

But now, he found he had stumbled upon a chance for breakthrough, a glimpse of the light of becoming Unbreakable.

Vaguely he felt, if he followed this light, he could become an Unbreakable strong practitioner.

He believed, even the Master of the World was just like that.

Having defeated the Lord, even if it's a fluke, unexpected when the opponent didn't understand his methods.

But, victory is victory.

Thus his status was the same level as the Lords, belonging to this world, just below the Master of the World, in the strongest tier.

Moreover, his young age made him even more noteworthy, even if considered the weakest in this tier.

Because of this, other Lords and strong practitioners would converse with him as equals.

He learned more secrets.

These Lords all saw a glimpse of the light, found the path ahead, and possibly breakthrough to become Unbreakable.

But no one has achieved it yet.

Even the Master of the World hasn't achieved it.

This shocked the Undying Mad Martial, thinking the Master of the World would surely be an Unbreakable strong practitioner, but he wasn't, still slightly lacking.

Even though the light has been touched, it hasn't been achieved.

This disappointed Small Knife.

But he didn't fully believe it either.

Moreover, vaguely he felt he could breakthrough,

Although not even the Master of the World, even compared to these Lords, the path he saw was at most half of theirs.

You could say this:

The Lords saw a light breaking through, pointing out the road.

The Master of the World already saw the light forming a small path, knowing how to proceed.

While he only saw the light from a distance, pointing the direction.

The gap was still enormous.

But the Undying Mad Martial had a feeling he could certainly breakthrough.

Indeed, because in reality, Small Knife seized this realization, also vaguely saw the light.

That was enough; he was different from these Lords or the Master of the World.

He had enough Spiritual Objects and Sixth Realm Unrivaled Essence Blood.

Under these aids, he would surely succeed.

Unbreakable.

But it didn't mean this clone of Undying Mad Martial was useless.

Seeing the light and achieving it, but how long would it take?

Decades were always needed.

The Undying Mad Martial was his shortcut.

New city, new arena.

Boom!

This time, the Lord did not hold back at all, also erupting as the Undying Mad Martial exploded.

The opponent's brutal, undefeatable Martial Dao Will sent a tremor through his soul.

Indeed, just as expected!

Thankfully, he was forewarned.

As Lords, facing new generation martial artists challenging them, they disdained to research in advance.

Even the unknowns of opponents are considered a kind of challenge to themselves, facing more unknown changes.

This also increased the probability of defeat.

But as martial artists, they inherently feared nothing.

But that's under normal circumstances.

Once a Lord was defeated by the Undying Mad Martial, naturally these strong practitioners on the same level would not underestimate him.

And would research in advance.

Otherwise, it wasn't fearlessness, but ignorance, stupidity.

After all, the opponent was surely very familiar with his methods, cultivation techniques, ability, and personality.

Thus, the Undying Mad Martial's full force from the start did not catch the opponent off guard, allowing the opponent Lord to respond calmly.

Even so, this Lord marveled at the Undying Mad Martial's demon-like Martial Dao Will, too terrifying.

If not for being forewarned and prepared, even he might have fallen for it.

However,