Level Up in Martial World

Lu Ying gritted her teeth as her expression turned cold, and her speed increased even more as she whizzed past the soldiers, sending a message to Lu Zhen.

"Run, son."

Her voice transmission echoed in the air as Lu Zhen looked up, sensing the terrifying aura.

"A first-stage martial artist? Is this where Huang Kai had the confidence from?" Lu Zhen thought, remaining relatively calm.

"You can't hide, Lu Ying…" the playful sound of the man resonated in the air as he revealed himself from the golden pillar.

The man was wearing an orange monk robe; however, he was entirely topless, with his hands covered in bandages, and wearing a purple bandana on his head.

Countless thoughts raced through Lu Zhen's head before his face finally turned serious, and a ruthless glint appeared in his eyes.

"You are dead." His body violently grew as he took on his Volgrith form.

Without hesitation, Lu Zhen kicked the ground, gaining momentum before charging directly towards the man with no shred of hesitation.

His aura focused on the simple sword in his hand, turning it blood red.

"Oh," a small smile appeared on the envoy's face as he took a glance at Lu Zhen, and his entire body abruptly froze as he fell to the ground.

"Insignificant bug."

"Again with this ability," Lu Zhen internally gritted his teeth. "I hope it works."

He tapped into his mental energy and used all the demonic Qi stored in his heart at the same time.

The only energy that could contend with a first-stage martial artist in Lu Zhen's body was his mental energy and demonic energy. While mental energy is typically an ability possessed only by first-stage martial artists, almost every second-stage martial artist could replicate it as long as they had a near-death experience.

Additionally, although Lu Zhen hadn't cultivated the demonic Qi extensively, the grade of the cultivation technique alone made it competitive with a first-stage martial artist due to its exceptional quality.

"Hmm…" the man frowned as he saw Lu Zhen move a bit.

Before he could even react, a terrifying aura spread from Lu Zhen, covering him as a whole in a dark aura. His eyes emitted a blue light, and his Volgrith form seemed to be strengthened, with his height increasing every second.

Roar!

A terrifying roar resounded on the battlefield, and the ground cracked just from the sheer power of Lu Zhen's voice alone.

"How interesting, demonic Qi of the Volgrith descendant. Are you the son of Lu Ying?" The man's eyes glinted with interest as he looked rather chill.

Lu Zhen directly ignored the man's words as he slashed his sword at the man.

"What makes you think these ordinary weapons can even touch me?" A sneer appeared on the man's face as he just stayed still.

When Lu Zhen was 15 cm away from the man, his sword swing abruptly paused, as if he were hitting a brick wall.

Crack!

With a cracking sound, the sword broke into pieces due to the sheer power Lu Zhen put into using the sword.

However, Lu Zhen was unfazed, as he had two weapons formed in his two hands shaped by a black flame – one was a curved-edged saber, and the other was a straight-edged sword. While the saber emitted a domineering demonic aura, the sword emitted an elegant aura.

Without hesitation, Lu Zhen slashed with both weapons at the same time.

"How interesting, but not enough," a knowing smile appeared on the face of the man as he just pushed his finger by a thin margin.

Boom!

A terrifying pushing force erupted, and a smug expression appeared on the man without even looking at Lu Zhen. However, his expression suddenly changed as he looked up, seeing a domineering saber descending on him.

"I didn't expect this…" Before he could even talk, a fist came directly at him as he was pushed back a step.

And a saber came right at him from the top, while a sword aimed for his neck, and a punch targeted his head.

Without giving the man time to react, the strange barrier was instantly destroyed as Lu Zhen's saber met the man's head, attempting to cleave him down right in the middle of his head.

However, before the saber could connect, a strange energy entirely changed the direction of the saber as it fell to the ground. Even the sword was redirected, but the punch from Lu Zhen didn't miss as he struck the man in the head, pushing him back by a step again.

Lu Zhen used his four arms to continuously attack the man with all the strength he had, not giving the man a chance to react at all.

"How dare you..." the envoy coughed up blood as he looked at Lu Zhen in disbelief. However, in Lu Zhen's face, there was only pure disdain, as if he was looking at an ant that could be crushed at a moment's notice.

"Idiot," a word came out of Lu Zhen's voice as he punched and slashed at him again.

"Good, now a brat who hasn't even grown a hair dares to do this to me." The man roared in rage as his aura erupted, his eyes bloodshot with anger.

An avatar of himself materialised; however, it still had some distinctive differences, such as a crocodile tail coming out from his back. His body seemed to be covered with tattoos, and a horn materialised in the avatar, standing at least six metres tall and covering the entire ground with it.

However, Lu Zhen, seeing this, had a sneer instead, as suddenly his eyes seemed to gain clarity, and he disappeared.

"Eh." The envoy was stunned as he looked around, sensing Lu Zhen, who was far away, running from him.

"This…" his brain took a moment to process things which made a deep rage boil from within him as he stared daggers at Lu Zhen who was off in the distance already.

"That little bastard dared to fool me." a deep humiliation came to him as if his first-stage martial artist dignity was trampled by a mere mortal.

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