Gao Wu insists on cultivating immortality.

Gao Wu didn't know what Ruan Jie meant by the rules of the martial arts world; perhaps the other party was just making baseless accusations in a fit of anger, which was irrelevant.

The very phrase "rules of the martial arts world" is itself against the rules.

A bunch of thugs, what right do they have to set rules for others?

He didn't care about the likes of Heavenly Kings at all. To him, everyone in this world was no different from an NPC in a game.

His restraint stems not from fear, but from his adherence to his true nature and principles. His words and actions embody his own way.

Gao Wu was too lazy to say more; the two Annamese experts were ugly and vicious, and it wasn't worth wasting his breath on them.

He drew his sword and said, "Please."

Seeing that Gao Wu remained calm and unmoved by their words, Ruan Ying and Ruan Jie felt even more uneasy.

The other person was just a tall young man, how could he be so calm and composed?

It is important to understand that battles inevitably arouse people's emotions, and all kinds of emotions are amplified many times over.

Especially in brutal and bloody battles, even martial arts masters would find it difficult to control their emotions.

Ruan Ying and Ruan Jie verbally criticized Gao Wu, not because they really wanted to reason with him, but mainly to provoke him emotionally.

Whether Gao Wu's emotions are driven by bloodlust, emptiness after slaughter, or remorse due to a distorted mind, these amplified emotions will influence his judgment.

These emotional and psychological aspects may seem ethereal and intangible, but they actually have a significant impact on a person's state of mind.

The higher one's martial arts skills, the greater their influence.

Ruan Ying and Ruan Jie were experienced in combat. Seeing how ruthless and cruel Gao Wu was, they both wanted to disrupt Gao Wu's emotions and break his rhythm.

The two did not expect that Gao Wu was as calm and composed as a mountain, completely ignoring what they were saying and showing no unusual emotional fluctuations.

Although Gao Wu's words were domineering, they remained calm and composed, which only made his words carry more weight.

In particular, when Gao Wu raised his sword as a signal, this tall young man, covered in blood and wearing short sleeves and shorts, displayed the demeanor of a martial arts master.

Ruan Ying and Ruan Jie knew that nothing they said could sway each other's emotions. They exchanged a glance, and Ruan Jie immediately drew his sword and slashed fiercely at Gao Wu.

The Xishan sword is only three feet long. As a curved sword, there is only one way to wield it: chop.

Because of its simple techniques, the Xishan knife emphasizes speed and ruthlessness.

Ruan Jie was of average build, but he had cultivated his Qi Sea for many years and tempered his body with true Qi every day, making his muscles and bones strong and full of explosive power.

As he exerted his strength, he also channeled his true energy, covering a distance of six or seven meters in a single step. His three-foot curved blade, activated by his true energy, resembled a twisted bolt of lightning, flashing as it slashed down at Gao Wu.

Standing behind Gao Wu, Lin Jiayi saw Ruan Jie's figure flash by and arrive. The strong wind he brought was so strong that it made her breathless.

The gleaming blade sent a chill down her spine. Even more terrifying was Ruan Ying's sideways attack, wielding a double-edged sword.

The two Annamite martial arts masters instantly formed a combined attack.

Lin Jiayi watched Gao Wu charge forward, killing anyone who stood in his way. She had initially been full of confidence in Gao Wu.

Only then did she realize that Ruan Ying and Ruan Jie were just as fast as Gao Wu. And the opposing team had two people, who seemed to be working together very well. The situation was extremely bad.

She came with Gao Wu, hoping that he could help her in a critical moment, and for that reason she brought a pistol.

However, the three were moving too fast, and they converged in the blink of an eye.

With her eyesight and marksmanship, she simply wasn't good enough to accurately lock onto the target. Firing indiscriminately might actually injure Gao Wu.

Gao Wu also felt some pressure. The two Annamese had simple martial arts techniques, but they were fast and their attacks were fierce.

Their internal energy was also stronger than his, the result of their years of accumulation. He, on the other hand, had only cultivated his Qi Sea for two days, so there was naturally a significant gap between them.

The main problem is that his body is too weak, which imposes huge limitations on him in various ways.

That's precisely why the battles become interesting.

Gao Wu raised his sword to meet Ruan Jie's straight slash, then parried with his curved blade, simultaneously stepping to the side to widen the distance between himself and Ruan Ying on the other side.

Ruan Ying used extremely short double-edged swords, which posed a threat only when the target got close.

With a single flash, he could avoid being attacked by the two of them simultaneously; the simple response was very effective.

Ruan Jie reacted quickly; before the swords could clash, he turned his wrist, stepped to the side, and swung his sword horizontally instead of vertically.

The change between the vertical and horizontal strokes was natural and smooth, and the curved blade, fueled by true energy, drew a crescent-shaped blade of light in the dark night.

It instantly illuminated Gao Wu, the face of Lin Jiayi watching behind him, and even the entire rooftop.

Lin Jiayi felt a sudden white light before her eyes, and the crescent-shaped knife mark was deeply imprinted in her eyes, causing her to temporarily lose her sight.

She was immediately shocked. What kind of bizarre martial arts was this?
Annam is mostly mountainous and forested, with a complex and cramped environment, yet it has a large population and faces immense pressure to survive.

Having endured numerous wars, traditional martial arts have taken a significant step forward in actual combat, pursuing only the ultimate lethality.

The Xishan Knife may seem straightforward, but it has many insidious variations.

The curved blade, crafted from special materials, can not only be poisoned on its edge, but also release a powerful blade light when activated by true qi.

This move may seem ordinary, but it is surprisingly effective in combat in dark environments.

Gao Wu, however, closed his eyes in advance with his superb senses, thus avoiding the dazzling blade light.

With a swift turn of his longsword, he precisely blocked the horizontal slash of the curved blade.

Ruan Jie's change was a powerful exertion; this strike was even more ferocious and sharp than the first. He was confident that this strike would be enough to cut through Gao Wu's longsword and sever Gao Wu's neck in one blow.

The swords clashed almost silently, and Ruan Jie immediately realized something was wrong; Gao Wu's sword was incredibly soft and supple.

It is known that softness is powerless, but Gao Wu's sword was not truly soft. Instead, it was constantly vibrating slightly at high speed. Although the power on his blade was strong, it was vibrated into different layers. This continuous absorption and collision completely neutralized the force of his horizontal slash.

Not only that, the curved sword in his hand was constantly vibrating from the blade, making his hand numb.

Ruan Jie let out a low shout, mobilizing his inner energy, and at the same time spat out an iron betel nut.

Annam is a humid country, and many people enjoy chewing betel nuts. Over time, martial artists began to place two iron betel nuts in their mouths to injure others. This is one of Annam's most traditional secret techniques.

The method of spitting darts using his inner energy is quite unique. The iron betel nuts that Ruan Jie spits out are powerful enough to pierce a three-inch-thick wooden board at close range, with a power comparable to a bullet.

Although Gao Wu was unaware of Annam's secret technique, his martial arts skills were exceptionally refined. Having learned the Qi cultivation method of this world, although he had only cultivated his Qi Sea in his body, he had already regained a bit of his martial god-like demeanor in terms of martial arts.

Even with his eyes closed, he couldn't see Ruan Jie's movements. Through the subtle sensation of swords clashing, he could sense that Ruan Jie was suddenly gathering his energy and surging his lungs. He knew that this guy was either about to shout or vomit.

If the opponent's true energy is condensed and does not disperse, and the muscles in their trachea and face contract, they will definitely vomit.

Having anticipated this, Gao Wu simultaneously turned to the side as Ruan Jie opened his mouth to spit.

The two were only a few feet apart, but the iron betel nut flew past Gao Wu's cheek and missed.

From the dazzling arc slash to the iron betel nut, both are Ruan Jie's killing moves. He mastered both moves, but Gao Wu seemed to have foreseen and countered them.

Ruan Jie felt a chill run down his spine; this kid was too strange!
He lost his edge after a series of missteps, and his true energy, which had been bursting forth repeatedly, reached its limit. He hurriedly drew his sword and retreated.

Gao Wu had already opened his eyes, sensing Ruan Jie's next move from the changes in the force of the clashing swords.

Just as the opponent was about to retreat, Qingfeng Sword flicked around the knife like a snake spitting its tongue, piercing through one side of Ruan Jie's neck and exiting from the other.

Blood shot out like an arrow from the gushing sword blade, covering Ruan Ying's face and body in blood.

The speed of the two sides changed extremely quickly, and in the blink of an eye, life and death were decided.

Ruan Ying, wielding two blades, was waiting for her chance to strike, never expecting that Ruan Jie would be killed by Gao Wu in their first encounter.

He was a highly experienced fighter who had killed countless people; he knew Ruan Jie was doomed the moment he saw the sword in Ruan Jie's neck.

Martial arts masters have strong vitality and tough bones; they can survive being shot several times at close range.

However, a sword is different. The weapon in the hands of a martial arts master is far more lethal than a bullet.

The neck is too vulnerable; a single sword strike would sever both aortas, causing the person to lose consciousness and die rapidly within seconds due to lack of blood supply to the brain.

Ruan Ying didn't even have time to be angry or sad. He only had one thought in his mind: this person's swordsmanship was too strong, and he had to escape immediately.

"Turning around and running away would be too slow; it's best to charge straight ahead. And kill that red tiger while you're at it!"

Ruan Ying made a decision immediately, and with a burst of speed, he charged straight at the red tiger like an arrow.

Lin Jiayi had already gripped her gun, ready to provide support. Seeing Ruan Ying rushing over, she raised her gun and fired without hesitation.

Ruan Ying flashed his double blades, deflecting seven bullets in succession, but two still managed to hit him in the chest.

Ruan Ying, who was shot, trembled slightly. His muscles were taut, and there was even a flow of true qi under his skin, which dissipated the kinetic energy of the bullet. The bullet only penetrated two centimeters into his flesh before being bounced away.

Two bullets weren't even enough to slow Ruan Ying down. Seeing the situation was bad, Lin Jiayi hurriedly threw away her pistol, drew her longsword, and stepped aside to avoid a collision.

She could tell that Ruan Jie was doomed. Ruan Ying was rushing over not to kill her, but to escape.

Make way for her; Ruan Ying will not waste her time on her.

Ruan Ying didn't expect Lin Jiayi to react so quickly and have a gun in her hand, so he chose to walk right past Lin Jiayi.

Instead of taking the stairs, he rushed straight out towards the outer wall.

It's only six stories high here; he wouldn't die from jumping straight down. Besides, he could use the momentum from mid-air.

Ruan Ying climbed down the outer wall, and after only a few meters, he stepped onto the lightbox signboard of the Regent Hotel.

With a bang, the neon tubes embedded in the lightbox shattered simultaneously, and the signboard was deformed and twisted.

Using this force, Ruan Ying's fall slowed down immediately, but he jumped down again without stopping.

While he was in mid-air, he felt darkness above him, and when he looked up, he saw Gao Wu jump down as well.

Moreover, Gao Wu not only did not slow down, but he also ran two steps on the wall while in mid-air, which greatly increased the speed of his fall.

Ruan Ying was shocked; this kid has gone mad!

Normally, one wouldn't die from a fall from that height, but with his reckless charge, the situation could be unpredictable.

Gao Wu ran three steps along the wall and caught up to Ruan Ying above him. He looked down and slashed with his sword.

He used the momentum of his dive to strike with his sword, which was as dazzling and powerful as a thunderbolt from the heavens.

Ruan Ying could only wield her double blades to parry. The two passed each other, and with a "whoosh," blood spurted out. Ruan Ying screamed as she was torn in two diagonally...

Just as Gao Wu was about to land, he pointed his sword at the wall, causing the blade to bend violently to its limit before straightening again.

Taking advantage of the momentum, Gao Wu flipped over and landed gracefully, as light as a crane.

The two severed pieces of the body fell straight to his feet, and a large amount of blood rained down from above, splashing all over the ground...

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