Saeko Busujima casually unleashed a sword strike. Under Whitebeard's tutelage and through her own arduous training, her Armament Knowledge reached the intermediate level, and her swordsmanship attained the realm of a Sword Master...
Even in the New World, she would be considered a top-tier swordsman. Joining the Navy and becoming a Vice Admiral after achieving the required merits would be perfectly normal for her.
She severed the head of a gigantic evil creature over ten meters tall, sacrificed it, glanced at the Drunken Sword Immortal who couldn't stay still in mid-air, and then looked at Huang Rong in the distance, "You're wrong."
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 241 Zhang Sanfeng: Song Que, you will become the Council's second martial arts monument! (Second update)
"Huh?" Huang Rong was taken aback.
“Even now, with its power restricted, the avatar of a god is still terrifyingly strong,” Saeko Busujima said calmly. “Why do you think Number Nine would deliberately move the battlefield to space?”
Another sword strike landed, and although Saeko Busujima remained calm, her eyes gleamed with excitement.
This kind of fighting, this hovering between life and death, this immense power returning to itself... this is the life she has always longed for.
On the battlefield, with her sword turned against numerous evil creatures, Saeko Busujima's murderous nature was fully unleashed.
The Sword Immortal's brow twitched, then he fell into a long silence. His expression was somewhat solemn, yet also somewhat understanding. "...The power of a god?"
"So why think about all this?"
Gu Xun'er was surrounded by dazzling golden flames, which burned everything in their path. She walked calmly and gracefully across the battlefield.
On the surface, Gu Xun'er's battle seemed the most relaxed among everyone present.
This is because no evil spirit can get close to her; all of them will be burned to death beforehand.
Su Han stood in mid-air, casually slaying the numerous evil creatures on the ground, occasionally glancing towards space, manipulating Tiga to compress Chengkun, and then gradually devouring it.
"That's about it." Su Han looked thoughtfully toward Wudang Mountain.
The next instant, Zhang Sanfeng on the altar suddenly opened his eyes. His robes fluttered without wind, and a huge Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram appeared in the sky, echoing Zhang Sanfeng from afar.
“A lot really happened.” Zhang Sanfeng’s expression was calm. He understood the feeling that Qin Shi Huang had once experienced. Although he was in a sacrificial state, he could still see everything that was happening on the scene from a special perspective.
"My disciples." Zhang Sanfeng looked at the many Wudang disciples kneeling on the ground, and after a brief silence, he exhaled.
Then, tender green grass sprouted from the ground, and the Wudang disciples and disciples from other major sects felt that their brains were no longer stinging.
"What is this?" Zhang Cuishan struggled to his feet, his expression dazed, still unable to comprehend what had happened.
"Everyone, cultivate." Song Yuanqiao was the first to notice something was wrong. He let out a low growl, sat cross-legged, and began to practice the Tai Chi Heart Method modified by Zhang Sanfeng. At this moment, the aura around him became profound.
"Breakthrough?" Yu Lianzhou's expression changed drastically, and then he realized what was happening.
Seeing that all his disciples had closed their eyes and were comprehending the true meaning of Tai Chi, Zhang Sanfeng nodded in satisfaction. He took a step forward, traversing dozens of kilometers, and instantly appeared before the void torn apart by Cheng Kun.
His palm gently swept across the void before him, and the void in front of him miraculously healed itself.
Then, Zhang Sanfeng pointed his finger, and the enormous Tai Chi diagram in the sky fell down. Like a giant millstone, it obliterated and annihilated all remaining evil entities.
Of course, when the Tai Chi Yin Yang diagram came into contact with the council members, it did not harm them in the slightest.
To evil entities, the Tai Chi Yin Yang symbol is a death warrant. But to the council members, it is merely a phantom.
"Grandpa Zhang, what is your cultivation level?" Huang Rong used her immortal martial arts lightness skill to arrive, looking Zhang Sanfeng up and down with surprise and doubt on her face.
"I was lucky enough to fully digest the immortal techniques I obtained from the Drunken Sword Immortal. Now... I can barely keep up with Mr. Ban and Mr. Edward." Zhang Sanfeng's voice was gentle.
Su Han stared at Zhang Sanfeng with great interest.
To attain enlightenment in a single day and become an immortal on the spot—nothing could be more perfect than this.
Zhang Sanfeng is now terrifyingly strong. If they were to fight in the world of "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber," his combat power might not be inferior to Cheng Kun's before, and he would definitely be comparable to a half-saint. Of course, even outside the world of "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber," his own power is at least at the level of a god-king.
Compared to the Six Paths Madara, the unfathomable Aizen, and the all-out Whitebeard, he may still be some distance away from the top powerhouses of the council, but he is really close to catching up... In many martial arts worlds, possessing such power would be worthy of being called a god.
"Is this... the power of martial arts reaching its peak?" Song Que's expression was filled with fanaticism as he gripped the Heavenly Blade tightly. He felt a surge of excitement.
This trip has been incredibly fruitful. Song Que exclaimed sincerely, not only having arrived in another world and witnessed a vast number of evil creatures... but also experiencing the scenery of higher levels of martial arts.
"The ultimate?" Zhang Sanfeng raised an eyebrow, thought for a moment, and then shook his head. "No, there is no limit to martial arts."
"In your eyes, my strength may be terrifying. But I know in my heart that my strength is nothing... and I am far from the finish line."
After a brief pause, Zhang Sanfeng gazed at Song Que, who seemed lost in thought, and said, "If you'd like, we can exchange ideas more often in the future when we have time."
"Of course, I will not provide you with my Tai Chi Heart Sutra... You already possess your own Dao, using your mind to control your inner strength and your will to comprehend the universe... This is a path that differs from my pure internal cultivation, but its potential is equally terrifying."
Zhang Sanfeng was extremely sincere. If Song Que were to completely turn to his path, then Song Que might far surpass the experts of the Shattered Void Realm in his own world for the rest of his life, but that would be all...
But if Song Que were to open a new path, he would be a peerless master like Zhang Sanfeng, or even the second martial arts monument in the council.
"I understand." Song Que nodded thoughtfully.
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Sanfeng appeared beside Su Han. His expression was serious as he cupped his hands in greeting and said solemnly, "Number Nine, thank you... If it weren't for you, the trouble would have been immense... But if that had happened, it would have been my fault."
Zhang Sanfeng wore a bitter smile. If he hadn't forbidden Aizen and Madara Uchiha from coming, the situation wouldn't have turned out this way.
Fortunately, there was Number Nine.
Su Han nodded slightly but did not respond.