Chapter 287 Is There a Way Beyond Grandmaster? The Two of Them,

Chapter 287 Is there a way above the Grandmaster? The two of them are the way!

Above the island, large patches of white mist like smoke were pulled and stirred by an unknown force, rushing towards the platform like a thousand rivers returning to the sea.

Half of the platform was covered by clouds and mist.

In the clouds and mist, the glow was like a waterfall.

In the vastness and trance, it seemed that one could see a boundlessly towering and majestic white jade portal quietly emerging.

On the portal, the words "Nantian" were written like the seal of the heavenly way.

However, the platform on the other side was occupied by pure darkness and coldness.

It was as if the underworld was opened, and the deathly aura as majestic as the waves surged out.

The sky and the earth were infected with a dark and dead color.

The decaying earth, the remaining ruins, and the wandering of dead souls.

On one side was the gate of the heavenly palace that was high above and indifferent to the common people.

On the other side was the underworld kingdom with no vitality, decay and coldness.

One side is high and the other side is dark.

One side is clear and the other side is turbid.

In this head-on confrontation, none of the people watching on the entire Wusheng Island can see the details clearly.

All they can see is the collision of two distinct forces.

Seeing the fight between the Heavenly Palace and the Underworld.

Countless people are shocked.

It is simply impossible to imagine what kind of strong will and blood must be to create such an incredible and magnificent vision.

Just like the reflection of the myth of Jieyin on reality.

Even the pure martial arts master will be affected and unable to distinguish the boundary between reality and illusion.

The two extremely strong auras that burst out from the high platform have exceeded the limit of martial arts under the ordinary definition and reached the height of a true legend.

I don’t know how many pure martial arts fighters have the urge to worship at this moment.

Pure martial arts myth!

This is the real pure martial arts myth!

God Wu Chao is okay, after all, he became a martial arts legend several generations ago.

He sat on the top of Penglai, high above, overlooking the entire ancient martial arts world for nearly two hundred years.

The long journey is the most terrifying.

This powerful entry, with the title of the contemporary evil emperor of the evil martial arts alliance, defeated dozens of masters and the five elders of Penglai all the way from the white square to the top, and now competed with the Lord of Heaven.

From beginning to end, not even a trace of evil energy fluctuations was released.

All relying on the attainments in the field of pure martial arts.

How old is he?

Is he really a natural demon star destined to end an era? !

"Bang——"

The sound of fists colliding sounded on the high platform.

But it was not loud, and there was no earth-shaking momentum.

Only the rolling clouds and mist stirred by the aftermath proved that this confrontation was happening.

But in the eyes of the onlookers below, it was a blurred picture with a strong distortion of vision and countless illusions.

"Both of these two have reached an unfathomable state of martial arts above the Grandmaster!"

Someone below rubbed his brows with his fingers, and murmured in a daze: "What they are fighting is not just strength and skills, but more of spiritual will, or in other words

This is a battle between two paths, a collision between systems!"

"Above the Grandmaster? Is there a way above the Grandmaster?"

Someone couldn't help asking.

A Grandmaster-level figure heard this, raised his hand and pointed to the high platform, and said word by word with a strange look: "These two people are the way!"

On the high platform, two figures fought each other like phantoms and entangled together.

On the [Fighter] panel, those skills that he had learned and understood flowed through Lu Yuan's heart like water, and then gradually merged into his bones and blood.

Lu Yuan's spirit, will, blood, and every cell in his body were shouting and boiling.

But his heart was very calm.

It was like an ice lake, with hot magma flowing and rolling underneath.

"Tiangong Style Martial Arts

Lord Wu Chao"

Lu Yuan silently recited these two words in his heart, and his eyes had already turned into pure silver-white.

In the center of the silver-white, there seemed to be a vortex spinning rapidly.

The level 3 [Invincible Instinct] was activated at the first encounter with him.

Before that, Lu Yuan climbed up the three-level platform, maneuvering all the way, invincible, and never activated [Invincible Instinct] to summon "substitutes" online.

But it didn't work against Wu Chao.

If he didn't activate the full-level [Invincible Instinct], Lu Yuan had a premonition that he would be quickly defeated in a few breaths.

"He is a genius with extraordinary talent, and he has lived for more than two hundred years by relying on various new-age means.

After more than two hundred years of martial arts accumulation, his experience, skills, consciousness, and all aspects have reached an unprecedented height.

The realm he is in now is equivalent to my full-level [Unbeatable Instinct]!"

Facing such a living "Martial Arts Legend", Lu Yuan had to rely on the panel, otherwise he would not be able to make up for the gap in the accumulation of these two hundred years.

"But the more so, the more exciting it is."

The silver vortex in Lu Yuan's pupils turned faster and faster.

His heart was like still water, but his body was like fire.

The raging fighting spirit burned in every corner of his body.

"I want to achieve an unprecedented and unparalleled extraordinary master realm.

It is precisely such an unparalleled person who is needed as firewood to fuel the fire!"

Lu Yuan's eyes were shining with silver light, and his figure was like a big bird soaring into the sky, with his arms spread out, and in a diving posture, he pressed his arms down and hit Wu Chao below.

Around him, originally transparent and invisible, twisted air currents entangled and intertwined, and dark golden martial spirit flowed through his body.

In a trance, it seemed as if a pale full moon quietly emerged from behind him.

Under the full moon, black crows fluttered their wings and cried in unison.

"Underworld Crow Style. Praise the Moon!"

Wu Chao looked calm, stretched out his hands, touched his fingers lightly, and built an arch bridge shape, just blocking Lu Yuan's punch.

"The second style of Tiangong Style - Building a Rainbow Bridge!"

As the fist and palm collided, the clouds and mists around Wu Chao surged, and strange phenomena reappeared.

In the vastness, behind the towering white jade Nantianmen, it seemed that a nine-color rainbow bridge emerged.

The images collided, the full moon swayed, and the crows praising the moon exploded one after another.

But the nine-color rainbow bridge remained motionless, and became more gorgeous and brilliant.

Lu Yuan's face did not fluctuate at all, but the fist in his hand quietly changed.

"The Dark Crow Flow. Devouring the Moon!"

The fist turned into a claw, and the claws intertwined with dark golden light were in an upward momentum.

The strange phenomenon caused by this move was that under the full moon, countless red-eyed black crows suddenly emerged like dark clouds.

The pale cold moon was also covered with a faint blood color.

At this time, Lu Yuan was completely wrapped in the twisted airflow. The light was dim and his figure could not be seen clearly. He could only feel a trace of cold, bloodthirsty and cruel breath flowing out of it.

Wu Chao's expression did not change, and his hands continued to press down.

The nine-color rainbow bridge in the white cloud swayed gently, and a majestic and vast force pressed down.

"Boom boom boom——"

The aura around Lu Yuan exploded layer by layer, and the strange phenomenon of the crows around him also collapsed rapidly.

When his hands were pressed to the lowest point by Wu Chao and the momentum around him was almost dissipated, Lu Yuan suddenly closed his hands again.

The tip of his palm was facing up, like a sharp blade stabbing upwards.

The two previous obstructions and defeats seemed to be paving the way for this move.

The power and momentum accumulated in secret were fully released at this moment.

"Dark Crow Flow. Seize the Moon!"

Dark Crow Flow. Praise the Moon, Devour the Moon, Seize the Moon!

Lu Yuan took the lv2 super ultimate move [Thousand Crows Praise the Moon] as the core, and integrated the three combined killing moves of the Dark Crow Flow created by the Crane School's ultimate move.

The Divine Elephant Flow system is centered on "force", while the Dark Crow Flow is centered on "intention".

This point was fully demonstrated at this moment.

As soon as the moon was seized, Lu Yuan's momentum exploded again, and the terrifying spirit spread out, directly twisting the air around him into black.

The miserable and cold full moon behind him also quietly turned into pure blood red at this moment.

In this blood red, there was a bit of pure black flashing, just like the eyes of a crow.

The blood moon vision collided with the South Sky Gate and the Nine-Colored Rainbow Bridge.

"Boom!"

On the highest platform, the clouds and mist were boiling, and the white and black colors were completely mixed together.

The terrible aftermath spread, pushing away many clouds and mists, and directly hit a huge circular pattern in the sky above the platform.

There was no cloud or mist left in the pattern, only a pot-shaped gap emitting white light, and the gap leaked out a waterfall of rosy clouds.

Under the rosy clouds, Wu Chao, who was as handsome as jade, stood safely, with his hands behind his back and clear eyes.

The vision of the South Sky and the Rainbow Bridge still appeared above his head.

At this moment, he really deserved the name of "God".

At this time, Lu Yuan stood at the other corner of the platform.

The momentum and the vision of the Dark Crow around him had completely dissipated.

He hung his hands on both sides, and there was blood flowing down between his fingers.

But Lu Yuan's expression was very calm.

He has not yet entered the Grandmaster, but his mental strength and physical strength have exceeded that of ordinary Grandmasters by ten times.

But compared with the legendary figure like Wu Chao, the Lord of Heaven, who has reached a height that is almost completely above the Grandmaster, there is still a gap.

His transformation is not yet complete, and even his martial arts system is just in its infancy and is being perfected.

But Wu Chao is almost perfect in all aspects, and there is almost no flaw or shortcoming.

He is just like his martial arts.

It is like the heavenly palace standing on the clouds, high above, dominating the common people, and despising the world.

"Two hundred years of countless opponents and countless victories have forged his almost invincible ambition.

Just like the mythical heavenly palace, it is unattainable and indestructible."

Lu Yuan thought, the blood between his fingers flowed back, and the momentum around him rose bit by bit.

"But I'm almost there."

Lu Yuan whispered to himself in his heart.

The next second, the whole person suddenly rose and swelled.

The black hair swelled and fell to the waist like a waterfall.

The skin color turned red, and a huge blood-red lotus eye appeared on the back.

Waves of heat spread out from his body.

He seemed to have entered the state of the third stage of ultimate transformation.

"Hu——"

Lu Yuan let out a long breath, and turned into a shadow and rushed towards Wu Chao.

Around him, a prosperous and ancient city-state began to slowly appear.

This vision was very different from his previous dark and cold momentum, and there was nothing surprising about it.

The only thing that could leave a little impression on people was probably the charm of an epic scroll slowly unfolding in this vision.

A strange color flashed in the jade-like eyes of the Lord Wu Chao, and without saying anything, he lightly hit Lu Yuan with a palm.

"The third style of Tiangong Liu - Qixian Pavilion!"

As this palm was hit, countless pavilions and towers seemed to quietly emerge in the misty vision above Wu Chao's head.

An indescribable majestic and vast, ethereal and fairy-like charm flowed from his palm.

Lu Yuan had a blank expression on his face, carrying the prosperity of a prosperous era. He raised his hand and punched Wu Chao's palm.

The fists and palms collided.

"Boom!"

The terrible aftermath spread, Wu Chao's body did not move, his expression remained the same.

Lu Yuan's body flew back, almost to the edge of the platform before he stopped.

He took a deep breath, his aura was scattered, and the prosperous and ancient city-state vision he released seemed to be shaken by Wu Chao's palm.

The prosperity was gone, but there was a sense of impending disaster.

Lu Yuan's face was calm.

He raised one hand and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Half a meter."

Lu Yuan said to himself.

Wu Chao in the distance frowned slightly, as if he was confused by his inexplicable words.

"Boom!"

Lu Yuan's black hair flew up, and his aura rose again.

The vision of the ancient city-state around him also began to change dramatically.

In the sky of this vision, a black meteorite wrapped in blazing black flames appeared.

Lu Yuan leaped up, and his graceful figure quietly overlapped with the black meteorite in mid-air. The whole person attacked Wu Chao fiercely like a meteorite falling from the sky.

Wu Chao narrowed his eyes, not even looking at Lu Yuan's attack, one hand behind his back.

The other hand reached up casually.

He chanted: "The fourth style of Tiangong style."