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One Piece: Starting with the Shendu Template, Executing the Celestial Dragons
Chapter 218

Zhao Min, You Threatened Me

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Since Ye Zhuo took the Empress into seclusion...

The world was in turmoil, and many major events occurred.

First, the princes vied for the throne, and then the vassal kings rebelled, attempting to seize it.

Following this, Zhao Min, with the help of a group of martial arts masters under her command and the power of her father, ascended to the throne of Empress.

She became the second Empress.

Needless to say, the martial arts world is another story.

Zhao Min personally intervened, turning the martial arts world into a swamp, with countless martial artists distrusting each other, while she herself reaped the benefits.

This battle was originally intended to result in both the righteous and evil factions of the martial arts world suffering heavy losses.

In the future, martial arts masters will become the imperial court's henchmen.

Now.

Countless masters besieged Wudang Mountain, and even Zhang Sanfeng himself was injured by Song Qingshu's sneak attack.

In the midst of the crisis, Zhang Wuji arrived once again.

But to his surprise, Zhao Min did not want to see him.

Instead, it was Ye Zhuo, the number one villain in the martial arts world, who shattered all plans on Bright Summit, casually killed the emperor, and kidnapped the empress!

Wudang Mountain.

Outside the main hall.

Martial arts masters gathered.

Zhao Min opened her folding fan and said with great spirit, "In today's martial arts world, Zhang Sanfeng is certainly powerful, but Zhang Wuji is also quite good."

But if anyone could truly stir up the winds and clouds of the world, it would have to be Ye Zhuo, the leader of the Demon Cult.

I searched through ancient books and finally found a few words. If the Demon Cult doesn't come out today...

I will trample Wudang Mountain on horseback and let the martial world know that no matter how strong a martial artist is, he is no match for a thousand troops!

Zhao Min has already lost to Zhang Wuji in the martial arts contest.

But she remained utterly unafraid.

Not to mention the Dark Frost Elders guarding the area, there are countless soldiers and troops at the foot of the mountain.

At her command, a volley of arrows will be unleashed; if she dies, everyone here will perish with her.

"Presumptuous!"

Zhang Sanfeng could no longer tolerate it.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Master!"

Zhang Wuji was already worried about Zhang Sanfeng's health, believing that his body would develop problems if he continued like this.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Sanfeng shook his body and found that even the injury to his abdomen had already healed.

"How could a mere young punk like you know the physique of Martial Arts Myth at its peak?"

Zhang Sanfeng then looked at Zhang Wuji: "Just now, I only wanted to see how you dealt with the situation and teach you Tai Chi Sword and Sword."

Ridiculous!

Zhang Sanfeng has already traversed the entire martial arts world. He is now at the pinnacle of Martial Arts Myth legend and is tirelessly comprehending the mysteries of Martial Longevity day and night.

What is Song Qingshu anyway?

How could it possibly harm him in the slightest!

"Oh?"

Zhao Min's expression changed, and she, disguised as a man, covered her face with a folding fan and said:

"You, Zhang Sanfeng, are amazing! You can fight your way out all by yourself!"

Back then, Guo Jing and the Five Greats killed tens of thousands of armored soldiers in Xiangyang in one night.

What about you? How many can one person kill?

Even Zhang Wuji, Peak Expert, could escape. What about the rest of us?

At worst, Zhao Min will just give up and do whatever she wants.

Moreover, apart from Wudang, all other martial arts masters had already fallen into her hands.

Given Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Wuji's personalities, they would never allow people from the martial arts world to be killed.

Zhao Min certainly has plenty of trump cards up her sleeve now.

"Ye Zhuo, aren't you the leader of the Demon Cult Sect?"

Didn't you say you could take someone's head from a sea of enemies as easily as picking something out of a bag?

"Come out and show yourself if you dare! Stop cowering like a coward!"

Zhao Min refused to believe that this ruler of the Demon Kingdom and leader of the Demon Cult could truly swallow this insult.

Zhang Wuji's eyes flickered.

He thought to himself, "How did Zhu Er, Xiao Zhao Buhui, Xiao Zhao, Zhiruo, the Purple-Robed Dragon King, and Mother all become disciples of the Demon Cult?"

Even Zhao Min longed to meet Ye Zhuo.

Could it be that I was truly born at the wrong time?

"You think you're worthy to see Senior Ye?"

Zhang Sanfeng struck and killed Lu Zhangke with a single palm strike.

Puff!

Having cultivated the Dark Frost Divine Palm for many years, Lu Zhangke's strength is evident to all in the chronicles of the martial world.

Apart from Zhang Sanfeng and Cheng Kun, who else could suppress him?

Even Zhang Wuji, before truly comprehending the seventh level of the Heaven and Earth Great Shift, could not defeat the two who joined forces.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Sanfeng killed one of them with a single palm strike.

"Zhang Sanfeng, aren't you afraid that all your disciples and followers will die under a hail of arrows?!"

Zhao Min panicked upon seeing this and quickly took a half-step back.

"Life or death is a matter of a single thought."

If even such an open scheme can succeed.

How could I, an old man, have spent decades vanquishing demons and upholding justice!

You think those are just some evil and unorthodox practices in the martial arts world.

Who killed them all?!

Zhang Sanfeng showed no fear whatsoever. He raised one hand and said in a powerful voice:

"Wudang disciples, fight to the death!"

"Yes, sir!"

Wow!

The sword's edge gleamed brightly.

Zhao Min then realized she had stirred up a hornet's nest.

The members of the Ming Cult wore expressions of mixed emotions.

They have never been afraid of any of the prestigious and righteous sects in the martial arts world.

Only Zhang Sanfeng earned his reputation through sheer force of fists.

Whether righteous or evil, everyone could only respectfully bow and pay their respects to Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhao Min dares to play tricks on us? She's truly courting death.

"With my massive army pressing in, even if you, Zhang Sanfeng, possess unparalleled martial arts skills, you can't possibly wipe out an army of 100,000!"

Zhao Min was getting anxious and was preparing for a bloody battle when she ordered her subordinates to cover her escape.

Singing could be heard coming from behind.

"I see many regrets in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, for he cannot obtain what he desires."

I am filled with sorrow and resentment at the sight of the Legend of the Condor Heroes.

I see the Return of the Condor Heroes suffer greatly, longing for separation.

All beings suffer, so how can one find joy amidst suffering?

I see much sorrow in the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, the cycle of birth, old age, sickness, and death!

Ye Zhuo appeared on Wudang Mountain, with a towering sea of blood behind him.

What did you do?

Zhao Min swallowed hard. She turned around and saw that none of the armored soldiers she had brought had survived.

Only the martial arts masters around me are still alive.

"You wanted to see me, didn't you? Here I am!"

Ye Zhuo took a step and appeared in front of Zhao Min.

Whether it was the Eight Divine Swords or the last one, the Dark Frost Elders, they all fell to the ground and died silently.

"The Demon Cult, Ye Zhuo!"

Zhao Min's pupils dilate!

She's lost her most reliable trump card!

"What? You're just a hypocrite who only paid lip service to love dragons, didn't you want to see me?"

Ye Zhuo a cold laugh.

"You killed so many armored soldiers, aren't you afraid of being burdened by sins and Karmic Cause and Effect retribution!"

Zhao Min couldn't think of any reason to refute it, so she could only talk about Karmic Cause and Effect.

"You shouldn't have yelled at me to come out."

I can go wherever I want.

Several hundred years ago.

I have traveled all over the world.

"What's so special about your little bit of armor?"

Ye Zhuo hates being coerced into doing things.

Zhao Min undoubtedly angered him on this point.

I have nothing.

Zhao Min was mesmerized. What if it involved the entire nation's resources?

How long can they hold off Ye Zhuo?

She suddenly remembered a rumor circulating in the martial arts world: the Peak Expert were those at the middle three realms.

Above this, there are the three higher realms!

It's simply beyond human capability to overcome!

Could it all be true?

Kneel down!

Ye Zhuo shouted, startling Zhao Min from her reverie.

She was a woman of unyielding pride; how could she possibly kneel before someone else?

This was solely because Ye Zhuo's actions were far too horrifying.

Battlefield armor, martial arts masters.

They all died as if they were made of paper.

How can one not be afraid?

Suddenly waking up, I felt as if all my bones had lost their support, and I fell to the ground.

Bang!

Seeing Zhao Min kneeling on the ground, unable to get up.

Ye Zhuo simply patted her on the head.

A sudden enlightenment, revealing the foundation of martial arts.

This palm strike transformed the demoness into a witch!

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