Dual wielding volcanoes, killing through the west

The sound wave hit him hard, and Lu Aniu was like a baseball being swung around, tumbling and flying backward, smashing several holes in the ground.

He didn't know how to neutralize his force, so every time he hit the ground, it was a full-blown slam. The onlookers were terrified; if an ordinary person were slammed to the ground a few times with that kind of force, even ten lives would be gone.

but……

This monster.

The silver-haired monster lay on the ground for less than a second before "bouncing" up.

His rest period was even shorter than that of a knocked-down boxer; he didn't just "crawl" to his feet, he bounced up. It was as if his muscles, as smooth as sugar threads, were filled with springs.

With a somersault, he sprang to his feet, his eyes still burning with undiminished madness, and the smile on his lips unchanged. The intense fistfight just moments before seemed to have left his body utterly exhausted; he tilted his head slightly, staring intently at Zhang Renfeng not far away.

"real or fake……"

Zhang Renfeng's expression changed slightly, and he gasped.

In a flash, Lu Aniu's figure disappeared from the spot again.

When he reappeared, he was met with his fist.

Zhang Renfeng was not deterred by this display of strength. Instead, he held his breath, focused his inner energy, and did not slacken in the slightest. Perhaps it was the intense battle that allowed his body to gradually adapt to Lu Aniu's speed. He saw the afterimage left by the other party as he ran wildly in the darkness, and then barely managed to catch a glimpse of his movements.

Although, it was only for a fleeting moment.

"Thump—!!!!"

The iron horse landed.

Adjust your arms and shift your strength.

Between the pull and the push, Zhang Renfeng still picked up the basic framework of martial arts and responded to Lu Aniu's crazy attack with a standard Bengquan (crushing fist)!

Legend has it that when Li Yuanba went into battle, he rode the mythical beast Wanli Yanyun and wielded two purple-gold hammers, each weighing four hundred catties. He charged into the enemy ranks, dashing left and right, cutting through enemy lines like melons and vegetables. The residual force generated when the two hammers clashed could kill hundreds of people, turning their internal organs into a pile of mud.

At this point, the two of them are pretty much done for.

A powerful shockwave emanated from the two individuals, causing onlookers to faint. The ground itself cracked open, but the area where the two stood sank in, like a sunken sponge.

"..."

"you……"

The contact between their fists surprised Zhang Renfeng.

It wasn't that the opponent's strength was particularly strong, but during the struggle, he vaguely sensed Lu Aniu's pulse—chaotic and disordered, just like his current state, like a wild boar shot with an arrow, frantically thrashing about, completely leaving no way out, squeezing out the body's internal energy.

No matter how high one's talent, it cannot surpass the heavens; no matter how profound one's aptitude, it cannot surpass the earth.

No matter how brilliant a genius is, in the end, they are still just flesh and blood.

Given this fighting style, it's hard to imagine how long it would take for him to recover if he won without Rama Kung Fu.

"..."

Lu Aniu's already ferocious smile deepened, sending a chill down Zhang Renfeng's spine. He felt that if the smile continued, it would tear his entire face in two.

You think I'm crazy, right?

"But have you ever thought about..."

"Am I actually you, the one who has lost everything?"

Chapter 865: I'm Just the Lucky One

"Thump—!!"

After posing this shocking topic, Lu Aniu suddenly kicked his leg and, as if breaking free from the constraints of gravity, performed an amazing backflip.

A somersault, though not covering a distance of 108,000 li, was still light enough to flip ten meters or so. This body, which looked like it was about to fall apart at any moment, completed every movement with incredible precision and finally stood firmly on the ground.

Zhang Renfeng stood motionless, possessing the imposing presence of a mountain. He adjusted his internal energy, simultaneously activating the Luo Mo Gong and the Lesser Formless Gong, seizing every moment to recover his strength. No matter how many moves you have, I will naturally remain unchanged and respond to all changes.

But Lu Aniu did not move.

Rather, it was as if he had suddenly developed Alzheimer's disease; he stood there, staring blankly ahead, silent for a long time.

……

"Isn't that a bit of an overstatement?" Zhang Renfeng said coldly. "Since you helped Samuel rise to power, in our hometown dialect, you're a 'minister who followed the dragon.'"

"With your seniority and status in the Illuminati, you can have anything you want. It would be ridiculous for you to say something like 'losing everything'."

"Heh...heh...hahahahaha..." He burst into a shrill laugh, his voice like tearing silk, and with his expression at that moment, he looked exactly like a cannibal, staring intently at Zhang Renfeng.

A hint of indescribable misery emerged in those crazed eyes.

"Just now... you told me about the wonders of the Lesser Formless Skill, right? Now, in response, I will also tell you the secrets of the 'Sunflower Manual'."

Zhang Renfeng was stunned for a moment.

He was actually a pure martial arts fanatic; even if it was a martial art he would never use in his life, he really wanted to hear about its profound secrets.

Ironically, these two individuals each possessed a peerless martial art that, even if they told the other, the other would never be able to master. Lu Aniu, due to his deep-seated obsession, was subjectively unable to cultivate the Lesser Formless Skill; while Zhang Renfeng, despite having all the necessary physical attributes, was objectively unable to cultivate the Sunflower Manual.

It was as if it were destined.

"When Qi and blood are abundant, emotions naturally arise. Humans are born with seven emotions and six desires, which is human nature, just like the desire for food and sleep, and cannot be erased. These emotions and desires are closely connected with many organs of the human body, such as the saying that seeing something brings joy and hearing something brings anger."

"The internal energy cultivation method of the Sunflower Manual lies in amplifying human desires to drive internal energy. Although this technique is good, it is very easy to go astray. If an ordinary person practices it, the internal energy will go astray. When desires control internal energy and run rampant in the meridians, it is easy to suffer from qi deviation, be consumed by lust, and eventually die from exhaustion."

"But eunuchs, no."

He once again drew the gleaming longsword from behind him, held it with one hand, and his aura changed once more.

Still waters run deep, and their depths are obscure and difficult to discern.

Zhang Renfeng could no longer tell which stage this was. An extremely strong premonition compelled him to stand still, constantly observing his opponent's moves.

"Eunuchs are inherently incomplete in their six senses. Even if they are burning with lust and actually go down the low route... their energy will dissipate because they have nowhere to vent it. It is said that food and sex are human nature. They pursue money, power, and status, but in the end, if they cannot reproduce offspring, what joy or pleasure is there?"

"The Sunflower Manual is extremely difficult to master. If an ordinary person fails even once and suffers a qi deviation, they may be ruined. Even if they are lucky enough to survive, their meridians will be severed, making them unusable."

"But we... hahahaha!! We eunuchs don't have this worry. We have countless opportunities to try and fail. We don't need to carefully suppress our desires, so it's naturally easy for us to master it. After we succeed, even if we're just ordinary little minions, our skills will immediately increase dramatically!"

“No wonder,” Zhang Renfeng said calmly. “Desire… everyone’s desires must be different, right?”

"So what if it is?" Lu Aniu's expression changed slightly.

"No matter what, I understand what you're saying. The true essence of the Sunflower Manual lies in the two words 'lust.' However, using lust to control one's skills is too difficult and has too little room for error. The so-called 'castration' method can bypass this huge difficulty like cheating, which is why this skill is particularly easy to learn in the hands of eunuchs."

In terms of martial arts, Zhang Renfeng's theoretical knowledge was equally impressive. He quickly summarized the true secrets of the Sunflower Manual.

"Among all kinds of people in the world, the things they entrust their emotions to and the things that arouse their desires are probably all different."

"Wasn't your incredibly frenzied attack just now also driven by your own desires?"

Zhang Renfeng said coldly, "You are a destroyer, willing to destroy yourself in order to destroy others."

……

"Don't say things like that in a matter-of-fact tone."

Lu Aniu lowered his voice and said in a deep voice, "Think about it, what in my hands truly belongs to me?"

"Parents, relatives, friends, lovers... these may be things that are taken for granted and easily obtained for you, but for me, they are so difficult! As soon as the topic of eunuchs comes up, people will avoid me like the plague... I will never be able to have my own children, never!"

Lu Aniu gritted his teeth and said, word by word, "All I have is martial arts..."

All I have is myself!

……

"Are you trying to tell me how miserable your life is? Just because you don't have that thing, you're going to inflict your suffering on a thousand, ten thousand, countless people!"

Zhang Renfeng frowned, gritted his teeth, and said angrily, "I have no interest in listening. After you go down, you can slowly talk to those who were killed by the Illumination Sect!"

----

Lu Aniu once again showed a somewhat bewildered expression after being given a slap in the face.

But soon, that expression turned into a blood-red smile.

"It just so happens that you're not interested in listening, and I've said enough... I've never expected that a few words could make people understand each other."

"Take these words as my weakness."

"Your master passed on so many martial arts skills to you, you have the power to change the world... You could have prevented countless future versions of yourself from suffering the pain you endured!"

Zhang Renfeng stood firmly in the Three-Body Stance, his expression solemn, his brows furrowed, adjusting his external skills and internal energy to their peak state. "But you chose to pass on your pain, creating more and smaller versions of yourself."

……

"...You're wrong. This world is fine. It doesn't need to change. Besides..." Lu Aniu tilted his head and said with a smile, "Even without the Illuminati, there would still be millions of me, mass-produced. I'm just the luckiest one."

"At least, I still have martial arts skills."

"boom------!!!"

The sword flashed.

A sword slashed out.

Thousands of sword lights converged into a large net, attacking Zhang Renfeng's vital points!

Chapter 866: The Seventy-Two Styles of the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique!

"?!"

Despite having prepared himself mentally, Zhang Renfeng was still startled when the overwhelming net of swords came crashing down, and a sense of powerlessness immediately arose within him.

Too much.

He has way too many cards in his hand!

Even at this stage of the battle, when both sides were exhausted and almost out of supplies, he still managed to come up with something new. It was even more exaggerated than the third of the six swords; the overwhelming sword light was not a single feint.

He began to regret it. His senior brother was right; he had relied too much on the enhancement brought by his Qi Hardness Technique. The hardness of his fist and foot techniques was enough to withstand cold weapons, and he often fought bare-handed for the sake of excitement. He would only use a weapon when cutting grass.

At such times, not having a suitable weapon in hand naturally diminishes one's imposing presence.

Cannot be hardwired.

Get out of here!

Having made up his mind, Zhang Renfeng did not confront the enemy head-on. Instead, he moved swiftly and nimbly through the net of sword light. His lightness skill was not particularly outstanding, merely adequate, but with the support of the Lesser Formless Skill, he subconsciously imitated the "Snake-like Leap" technique that Lu Aniu had once used.

The main characteristic of this move is that it's ugly, but practical. Snakes and raccoons are both animals that move extremely fast on the ground. Snakes, in particular, have no legs and their bellies are pressed tightly against the ground, so you can imagine that performing this move is roughly equivalent to rolling around on the ground. However, it is exceptionally effective against attacks like slashing strikes.

Humans stand upright, and there are countless ways to kill you: slicing, chopping, slashing, cutting...

Once a person lies on the ground, there's really no good way to deal with them except by poking them with thorns.

After rolling on the ground, Zhang Renfeng got up again, looking extremely disheveled and covered in dust.

"Hahahaha!! Good, good, as expected of the Lesser Formless Skill, you've already imitated it to be seventy or eighty percent similar after only seeing it once."

Lu Aniu, however, did not find him disheveled; on the contrary, he was unusually excited and burst into laughter. His face was now unnaturally flushed, as if his meridians had been squeezed to the limit. As he laughed, blood spurted from his mouth, but he was completely unaware of it.

Or perhaps, he no longer cares.

"..."

Zhang Renfeng clutched his lower abdomen and arm, his face contorted in pain—these areas were still bleeding, and quite severely at that. The injuries were far more serious than the wounds he sustained during the battle in the chapel when he took the third of six sword strikes.

Although the wounds were gradually healing thanks to the blessing of Rama, he couldn't help but feel apprehensive and fearful.

"If you had revealed this sword technique during the battle at the cliff, I would probably have been killed on the spot. Now, you can secure Oak City under your control without worrying about anyone coming back for revenge."

Still shaken, Zhang Renfeng remained puzzled, "Why?"

……

Lu Aniu's hideous smile finally faded.

But his expression became increasingly terrifying, his gaze fixed and his face expressionless, like a demon who had just arrived in the world and didn't yet know how to do evil.

"Zhang Renfeng, you know..."

He gently picked up the longsword, placed it on his shoulder, and asked softly in a dreamlike tone, "What is this?"

“I’ve never seen it before,” Zhang Renfeng said very honestly.

"Of course you won't see it; this sword technique has been lost for a very, very long time."