Chapter 416: A Duel Over the Overlord's Three Spears

Ten days!

Zhou You stayed in his room for ten days, which made his family and friends worry endlessly, fearing that something had happened to him.

The trip to the Yanshan Martial Arts Hall was no secret; Zhou You had shut himself away after returning home, so he must have encountered something.

Just as everyone was speculating, the door opened and Zhou You walked out with a satisfied smile, seeing his parents waiting at the entrance, along with the disciples and subordinates of the martial arts hall.

"Disperse, it's nothing. I was in seclusion contemplating fist techniques."

This explanation was barely satisfactory, but seeing that he was in good condition, everyone breathed a sigh of relief in unison.

It took him ten days to successfully carve a Zang Seal Script onto the chest of the Fist Intent Puppet.

The reaction that occurred when the Seal Script combined with the flesh and blood exceeded his expectations, causing him to spend time studying it.

With the flesh and blood as the carrier and the Seal Script as the embodiment of power, a brand-new change emerged after the two combined.

The origin of Zang was Liu Fengji's birthmark; the Liu family used the strength of their entire clan to complete it, and its effect was an exchange of costs: weakening one's Martial Dao realm in exchange for escaping a life-or-death crisis once.

However, after the Fist Intent Puppet obtained this Seal Script, the power it gained was to "hide within the heavenly secrets."

The two results were not entirely unrelated, but if one looked into it closely, they were as different as chalk and cheese.

When the Fist Intent Puppet activated the Seal Script Power, at that instant, Zhou You was completely unable to lock onto its position; although it was clearly visible to the naked eye, there were no traces to follow when launching an attack.

This was a profound state, which could be said to have infinite potential in fist-fighting duels.

In life-or-death combat, locking onto an opponent is a matter of life and death; whether defending against the other party's killing move or ensuring one's own killing move hits the target accurately, one must lock onto the target.

Once the opponent's trail is lost, even the most powerful person cannot exert their strength.

"Hate the Overlord Yanshan, hehe!"

The predicament Zhou You was originally in finally saw a glimmer of light, and he found a direction to break the deadlock.

To be safe, one Seal Script was not enough.

Zhou You again used the excuse of seclusion and spent seven days carving a second Zang Seal Script on the back of the Fist Intent Puppet.

The two Seal Scripts could be connected in series or in parallel, and the effects had different directions, which I will not mention for now.

In short, the greater the quantity, the stronger the power, and the greater the chance of winning in future battles.

"Hmm?"

Zhou You had a sudden inspiration during the experiment: tattoos can be washed off, so is there a way to remove the Seal Scripts carved into the flesh by a body-tattooist? He recalled the charm-creature captured in Gongliang City, whose forehead was branded with a Seal Script; even if the skin and flesh were torn off, it could not be eradicated.

Could Kunpengzi's methods also be related to body-tattooists?

Thus, he used the Fist Intent Puppet for an experiment again.

He used his fingertips to slice open the skin on the Fist Intent Puppet's chest and shaved off the piece of skin and flesh where the Seal Script was solidified.

On the palm was a layer of uneven skin, containing the power of the Seal Script, which was precisely... "hiding within the heavenly secrets."

Zhou You activated it with his Qi and Blood, and suddenly a strange state emerged; he himself had also obtained the ability to "hide within the heavenly secrets." Comparing himself in the mirror, he was actually unable to lock onto his own position.

This feeling was too peculiar.

Previously, his grasp of the state when facing the Fist Intent Puppet was uncertain, but when it came to himself, he actually felt incomparably free.

Looking at the Fist Intent Puppet again, the missing skin and flesh on its chest were slowly recovering under the powerful physique of a high-level martial artist.

The Seal Script on the chest had not disappeared along with the missing skin and flesh; it still existed within the body.

In other words, the Seal Script on the skin in his palm was, at best, a photocopy.

Photocopies are great; as long as the original still exists, it can be produced continuously, which is much more convenient than having only one original.

"Hiding within the heavenly secrets," in terms of effect, is an excellent tool for showing off. One might ask, when facing an opponent that cannot be locked onto, who wouldn't feel uneasy?

Moyunzi now had one more auxiliary tool for his "reclusive expert" persona; very good, very good! "This thing is even more effective than a Talisman Book."

Zhou You simply named the human skin carrying the Seal Script a "Single Talisman."

The threshold for producing a Single Talisman was very high: the body of a high-level martial artist as a carrier, a Level 2 body-tattooist to perform the work, and the mastery of a complete Seal Script—gathering these conditions was not easy.

He suddenly remembered that the Talisman Book carried by Senior Brother was very likely just a reference catalog, recording the powerful Single Talismans circulating within the Golden Immortal Dao.

After creating the Single Talisman, he copied three more in succession. Seeing that a month had passed unknowingly, he could no longer remain in seclusion.

Qin Lie and Yang Kuoqiong heard the news and came to visit the next day; they were also worried that Zhou You could not withstand the pressure and would do something like running away or self-harm.

Seeing that Zhou You's complexion was good, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief in unison.

"Is there any news from Gu Lao?"

Qin Lie and his companion were very concerned about this matter; no one had yet been able to dodge whoever Yanshan wanted to challenge.

A month had passed, and there was not a shred of news from Zhou You's side.

Although Yanshan himself had not expressed anything, the pressure coming from the Overlord Martial Arts Hall was growing greater and greater.

The Overlord Martial Arts Hall was a large establishment, and Yanshan was its benchmark figure; besides him, his generation had over a dozen martial artist-level senior brothers, and three thousand Qi and Blood Disciples under his command.

He himself aimed for powerful martial arts, while the martial arts hall was managed and operated with the assistance of his senior brothers.

In the next generation, the chosen successor was the Little Overlord, Yan Wan Jun.

Zhou You had not given an answer since leaving the Overlord Martial Arts Hall, which made the Overlord Martial Arts Hall very dissatisfied.

Even when standing someone up, one must choose a suitable target; do not treat the Overlord Martial Arts Hall as a pushover.

If they were to fall out, not only would Zhou You suffer, but Qin Lie and his companion would also become collateral damage.

"There is news: ten days from now, at the hour of the Rat, a duel outside the city."

"Gu Lao is busy with official business and cannot fight for long; it is agreed that it will only last for one hour. If the winner is not decided within one hour, both will leave."

Zhou You proposed the time limit precisely because the Fist Intent Puppet had its limits; if it lasted too long, it would easily reveal its flaws.

Beyond that time, he would be unable to suppress the Witch Clan's powerful martial arts brand, and his position would be easily exposed.

He thought Qin Lie and his companion would be troubled, but unexpectedly, both nodded in unison, "That is no problem."

"The Overlord's Three Spears have destroyed countless enemies; regardless of victory or defeat, it never exceeds that count. If someone can truly fight him for more than half an hour, even if they don't die, it counts as a great victory."

As it turned out, Yanshan had won a hundred battles in his life without a single defeat, and his battle results were terrifying.

Anyone who crossed hands with him could mostly not withstand the first three rounds, earning him the title of Overlord Three Spears, Unrivaled.

How much time do three spears take? Not even one-tenth of an hour.

What Zhou You thought was a harsh restriction was, to Yan Shan, not an issue at all.

When this news was sent back to the Overlord Martial Arts Hall, Yan Shan decisively agreed, "No need for an hour; if he can block my three spears, he wins."

To the side, Yan Wan Jun curled his lip in disdain, "Another one who takes a crooked path and underestimates Master's methods."

"Haha, possessing a Strong Martial Omen, he will surely have some skills; letting him warm me up will suffice."

Yan Shan said to Qin Lie and the other, "Go tell Daqian Martial Arts Hall, using three spears as the limit, I will surely win within three spears; after three spears, as long as he is still alive and has not conceded, then I have lost."

Qin Lie and Yang Kuoqiong did not feel his tone was arrogant in the slightest; instead, they felt this was the true nature of the Overlord.

(End of this chapter)