Unexpected Reinforcements

With a surge of energy, the Glazed Precept-Breaking Saber unleashed its power, instantly dispersing the Power of Anomalies attached to the double axes. Si Ming then twisted the axes, binding them before forcefully lifting them. Pan E groan, unable to hold onto his weapons any longer. The double axes flew into the sky like broken kites, falling into a distant lake.

At this moment, Pan E was lured into a vulnerable position, Si Ming naturally did not hold back. He unleashed a Mighty Vajra Palm, powered by Asura Divine Power, and struck Pan'e squarely in the chest.

With a bang, the force of the punch exploded, like a large iron ball used in demolishing a building, sending Pan E flying far away, crashing into and breaking all the trees it encountered.

Si Ming didn't care about revealing his martial arts skills. After all, Pan E would definitely not show his wounds to others after the defeat. Even if he recognized the palm technique himself, it wouldn't matter. Knowing the Vajra Palm doesn't mean he knows the Vajra Demon-Subduing Divine Ability Mighty Vajra Palm. Given his character of Buddha-Slaying Monk, it's normal for him to master a few Buddhist School martial arts.

Seeing this, Hualiu, who was not far away, put down her bow and arrow. Her obsession was loyalty, not fairness or justice. She had no psychological burden whether it was two against one or a sneak attack. When it was time to do something, she had to do it. Everything was for Si Ming's safety, unless Si Ming took the initiative to tell her to stop.

Now that Si Ming has the upper hand and is in control of the situation, there is no need for her to help, so she quietly watches from the sidelines.

"Your moves are too simplistic. One trick is all you need to win against the weak. It seems you've always fought against opponents weaker than you, which is why you haven't discovered your weaknesses. Simplifying complexity doesn't mean returning to basics. Your skills are considered excellent among this Monster Race of rough men, but in my eyes, it's like a child randomly swinging a stick and fighting blindly."

The practice of only practicing basic moves without learning martial arts routines is actually an Evil Dao. While practicing basic moves tens of thousands of times can indeed make one's skills perfect, allowing for free and fast, powerful moves that are enough to deal with ordinary martial artists and kill them in one move, even if they are faster and stronger than you, you won't have to worry about them figuring out your moves. However, if you encounter a master whose physical abilities can keep up and block those three powerful blows, then you're doomed.

Furthermore, martial arts also include various techniques, such as back strikes, hip strikes, and buttock squeezes. While these techniques may not harm a master, they can disrupt the opponent's attacks, disperse their power, damage their lower body, disrupt their rhythm, and force them to reveal weaknesses. Just like in a game, besides the main damage dealer, you also need support and crowd control. Pan E's approach is equivalent to only learning damage output and not learning anything else. Naturally, he will suffer when he encounters Si Ming, who has a more comprehensive set of moves.

But no matter how correct the reasoning is, it's meaningless if someone covers their ears.

"I told you to shut up!"

Pan E roared angrily, his evil power surging, and the nearby broken trees and rocks were all swept up and blown into the air to float.

After taking a Mighty Vajra Palm from Si Ming, a spiderweb-like crack appeared on his chest, and fragments fell off one by one. However, his Cultivation Body remained intact, and he only suffered minor injuries, because his ultimate external martial art, "Mountain God Body," was best at resisting pure physical force.

Looking at the wound on the other's chest, Si Ming frowned. "The Asura Divine Power can perfectly utilize the Mighty Vajra Palm, so by extension, the Vajra Demon-Subduing Power should also be able to use the martial arts in the Brahma Sea Asura Art. If that's the case, why can't the two powers be fused?"

As he murmured to himself, the martial arts insights he had just gained flashed through his mind, transforming into a thunderbolt, Blink inspiration, and he instantly understood.

"That's right! There's no need to force the two to merge. Just like in a game, there are offensive and defensive elements. By extension, using one force as the main power and the other as a support force can greatly reduce the conflict between the two."

"Heavenly Objects Shatter the Boundless Rule!"

Pan E had no time to care about Si Ming's condition. Since he was outmatched, he simply resorted to his ultimate move. He immediately circulated his inner energy, and the Power of Anomalies spun like a turbine. Everything in the vicinity collapsed. Whether it was the trees above or the ground under his feet, everything was divided into cubic units, which then roared out as he pushed out with both palms.

"You're easily agitated and full of openings. What good are your ultimate moves? I can still defeat you without weapons!"

Si Ming were cold and clear. He planted the Glazed Precept-Breaking Saber King into the ground, rubbed his palms together to form a blade, and concentrated his energy on the side of his palm. He was not going to release his power lightly. His energy was firmly locked onto Pan E. He was currently in the state of a "Great Grandmaster Martial Arts". His mind was extremely clear and his brain was thinking at an extremely fast speed. No matter what move it was, he could understand the principle and find all the flaws after just one glance.

Using the Asura Divine Power as the main force, supplemented by the Vajra Demon-Subduing Power, although a repulsion still occurred, the repulsive force was 90% weaker than if the two were forcibly merged. With Si Ming's physique, he could completely withstand it. Thus, with the blood Jing Essence combined with the Jing Essence of his muscles and bones, the image of the Asura reappeared behind him, but it was no longer fierce and angry. Instead, it had a compassionate expression, with righteousness within evil, and even the Sha Qi was completely restrained.

"Asura Pardons Buddha!"

Si Ming's pupils flashed with a sharp light. He swung his sword across the sky, and in an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and the sword energy was like a rainbow. He rushed into the powerful particle stream head-on, like Butcher Ding's Ox-Carving up an ox, cutting into the gaps in the joints, avoiding the hard bones, and cutting through the flaws in the moves with unstoppable force.

In the blink of an eye, Si Ming's palm strike cleaved Pan E's shattered chest. The terrifying force sent dust flying, and the powerful blade energy burst forth from his back, rushing forward and carving a flat road through the mountains and forests. It then plunged into the lake, creating huge waves, and the remaining force collapsed a mountain wall thirty miles away. The echo was deafening and lingered for a long time!

The Pan E Mountain God Body was completely destroyed, and he was directly disemboweled, his blood and intestines flying everywhere. He no longer had any thoughts of revenge, turned around and ran away, not even caring about the falling double axes.

Knowing that killing the monster would arouse the suspicion of the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King, Si Ming did not pursue it further, letting it escape, and carefully recalled the feelings he had just experienced.

The Asura Divine Power and the Vajra Demon-Subduing Power are similar in strength. It is difficult for ordinary people to make one power overpower the other. However, Si Ming's Jade-Clad Dharma Body possesses power that is no less powerful. As long as he assists one of them, he can overpower the other and forcibly distinguish between master and servant.

Although the two forces linked by a master-servant relationship are much weaker than the explosive power after fusion, the burden on the body is not much either. With Si Ming's robust physique, maintaining a battle is not a problem.

"Is this some kind of urgent level boost, given that the final battle is just around the corner?"

Si Ming grumbled, feeling that his recent entry into a state of martial arts enlightenment was somewhat inexplicable. Although, according to the experience of predecessors, entering such a state was indeed without warning, sometimes it just happened out of the blue—for example, some people would suddenly understand something after hearing a joke, while others would break through a bottleneck while using the toilet—there was no decent pattern to be found. But the timing this time was just too coincidental. If he really had to pinpoint a trigger, well...

Si Ming looked up at Hualiu. Could there really be such a thing as a lucky general in this world?

In truth, if Si Jingyu hadn't mentioned "the sly fox," he wouldn't have inexplicably come here to take a look. If he hadn't come here, he wouldn't have fought with Pan E to protect Hualiu. And if he hadn't fought, he naturally wouldn't have been able to enter the mysterious state.

Originally, based on their differing stances, Si Ming didn't believe Hualiu could stand on his side at all. However, after listening to the conversation between the two monsters, he realized that her origin was loyalty. Considering that the essence of the Monster Race is twistedness and fanaticism, their so-called loyalty was most likely blind loyalty. Just how blindly loyal could she be?

Si Ming said, "Just now, when I was fighting Pan E, I saw you seem to be holding a bow and arrow, covering for me."

"I was only worried about your safety, sir, not that I didn't trust your abilities," Hualiu hurriedly explained.

"That's not what I'm asking. Pan E is Monster Race, and I'm Human Race, yet you're willing to stand on my side?"

"Your Excellency is my lord, and this has nothing to do with your status. I am loyal only to my lord."

Si Ming cut to the chase. "What if one day I were to face off against the Spirit King?"

Without hesitation, Hualiu replied, "If you unfortunately die, I will surrender to Spirit King Hualiu. But as long as you have a breath left, your will will be my direction."

Si Ming couldn't understand this woman's way of thinking. If judged by the standard of "a loyal minister does not serve two masters," Hualiu was clearly not a loyal minister, but she could even betray her racial stance, so it seemed impossible to accuse her of disloyalty.

However, the Monster Race is a twisted existence, and it is obviously difficult for a normal person to understand their thoughts before developing a mental illness.

Si Ming didn't insist. In any case, Hualiu's strength wouldn't be enough to intervene in the upcoming decisive battle, so whether she could stick to her principles was unimportant and wouldn't affect the overall situation.

As for what happens after the decisive battle, if our side loses, then all talk is over. If our side wins, then it depends on Hualiu's attitude. If she is still willing to continue following us, Si Ming doesn't mind having another good-looking subordinate. Even if the Barbarian Continent can't accommodate her, he can just take her to the Sea Continent. There is no blood feud between the Human Race and Monster Race in the Sea Continent. The one whose conflict is irreconcilable is the Demon Race.

"Does Your Excellency wish to antagonize the Spirit King? I do not recommend doing so. The Spirit King's strength is unfathomable, and Your Excellency's chances of victory against Spirit King are slim," Hualiu earnestly advised.

"Haha, I was just saying, don't take it seriously."

Before confirming Hualiu's loyalty, Si Ming naturally wouldn't admit it. He wasn't stupid, so he immediately changed the subject. "By the way, the title 'Sir' isn't very good. It easily reminds others of my identity, thus creating antagonism. So you should change the way you address me. Just call me... Oh, right, call me Lord. I'll also indulge in my fantasy of traveling through the Three Kingdoms."

Hualiu didn't understand what the Three Kingdoms period was, but as a competent subordinate, he wouldn't ask questions he shouldn't, so he simply nodded and said, "Yes, my lord."

Si Ming smiled upon hearing this, raised his eyes to gaze into the distance, and murmured, "The wind is picking up, a wind that smells of blood."

Chapter 393 Unexpected Reinforcements

In the courtyard, Xilai was playing "Muster the Troops on the Battlefield." The melody was so stirring and roaring. Although he was playing the guqin, he played it with the effect of drums beating, as if two armies were about to have a decisive battle. The sound shook the heavens and the earth, and the roof tiles seemed to fall. There were sounds of metal, drums, swords and crossbows, and the sound of men and horses fighting back, which made the listeners' blood boil.