Chapter 417: Using the Void to Overcome the Real, the Overlord Concedes

Zi hour, the midnight hour, the firmament shrouded the land outside Fucheng.

The location was an empty plot of land by the road, reached after traveling several dozen li outside the city gate.

At this distance, considering the strength of the Overlord of Hatred, it would avoid the aftermath of the clash harming innocent residents in the city.

Even if there were residual ripples spreading from here to Fucheng, they could be blocked by the sturdy, tall city walls.

The night was pitch black, but not quiet; breathing of varying intensity could be heard all around.

Watching the Overlord of Hatred fight was undoubtedly a dangerous affair; every year, no fewer than three digits of onlookers were killed by the aftermath.

Therefore, the threshold for viewing was very high; even martial artists at the peak of Blood Qi were not advised to risk their lives.

The audience for this battle had to be at least Martial Masters, possessing a body of steel, for the physical body to withstand the impact of the Overlord of Hatred's aftermath.

Risking death to watch the Overlord and risking death to eat pufferfish were once ranked as the two most suicidal yet romantic behaviors in the city.

The audience was very nervous; they had arrived the night before, all to see Yan Shan move to defeat his enemy with their own eyes.

In recent years, as Yan Shan's strength grew, the targets he would move against became fewer and fewer, and the Overlord's style had not been seen for a long time.

However, once the Overlord drew his spear, the wind and clouds changed color, and the world was shocked!

Yan Shan carried a long spear on his back, held it with one hand, and looked indifferently at the Fist Intent Puppet before him.

"Gu Lao, in this battle, I will use your Strong Martial Omen to fulfill my path of Strong Martial."

"Therefore, I will not hold back. Ten Absolutes Dragon Elephant Overlord Spear—please, you must use your full strength, otherwise, you will surely die."

The Fist Intent Puppet, known as 'Gu Lao', nodded and said, "I have the same intention. There are not many people at our level; how can we not have a fight when we meet?"

"If not for the fact that I have urgent matters, I would certainly fight you for three hundred rounds, and it would not be limited to a three-spear agreement."

The way this was said, all the posturing was done by Zhou You alone in the dark.

The Fist Intent Puppet accepted the challenge; he himself did not come, because there was no difference between coming and not coming, as the several Blood Qi Gu of Bewildering Heart inside the puppet acted like sensors, transmitting all information to him without loss.

One could intuitively feel exactly how much weight the Overlord of Hatred, Yan Shan, carried.

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Yan Shan raised his famous weapon, the Bawang Shu, and a cold glint flickered on the long spear.

This Blood Qi divine weapon of his was also a legendary item, simultaneously smelted with the Strong Martial Golden Body and the Calamity Charm Remains, ranking nineteenth on the Weapon Ranking.

The Weapon Ranking and the Strange Insect Ranking were both issued by the Thousand Faces Hall, which gathered information with Dijing as its core to evaluate everything under heaven.

The Strong Martial Golden Body and the Calamity Charm Remains—either one could elevate a Blood Qi divine weapon into a top-tier divine weapon; yet in Yan Shan's hands, they became part of the weapon.

Therefore, this Bawang Shu could not be mentioned in the same breath as the shrunken version in Yan Wan Jun's hands.

The Fist Intent Puppet's gaze flashed, transmitting the situation of this divine weapon to Zhou You.

"Good fellow, the weapon is so overbearing; Yan Shan must have done plenty of forceful seizing and plundering to achieve this spear!"

The spear is absolute, the person is even stronger.

Yan Shan raised the Bawang Shu, a cold glint at the spear tip flickering slightly, slicing through the pitch-black night, and cracks appeared in the void.

One could see his shoulders swell and bulge, muscles growing explosively beneath his skin, and the sounds of dragon roars and elephant trumpeting emerged from his breathing.

Ten Absolutes Dragon Elephant, the top-tier fist technique of Vajra Mountain; once mastered, the power of the dragon and elephant throughout the body is endless, and all things cannot invade the body.

He refined the Ten Absolutes Dragon Elephant into the spear; a casual thrust contained the crushing stomp of a terrifying beast, leaving the enemy's corpse intact.

Overbearing and strong, a king among martial artists, hence the name Overlord. Among the watching Martial Masters, there were also fanboys of Yan Shan who had watched most of his matches without missing one, and they had already formed a psychological inertia, concluding that once the Bawang Shu was drawn, it meant victory.

"Listen to me, this spear thrust will surely..."

There was no help for it; Yan Shan had been undefeated since his debut, and even when facing opponents stronger than himself, he could turn defeat into victory, and every time it was a complete victory, a great victory, a crushing victory—he was a god of war who could be called invincible.

No one doubted he would lose!

The Bawang Shu raised by Yan Shan suddenly froze in mid-air, unable to thrust down for a long time.

The immense power on his body flowed like a coiling dragon and a stampeding elephant, but it only flickered slightly and was not released.

He was hesitating, wavering; this was an unprecedented thing.

Only Zhou You, who was in the midst of it, knew that the Fist Intent Puppet had activated the Zang Machine Seal Script, hiding all its own Qi into the void and merging with the Heavenly Secret.

That is to say, Yan Shan, who was participating in the battle, and the crowd watching, could all see 'Gu Lao' with their naked eyes, but as soon as they had the thought to lock onto his position, a vague feeling would arise.

Vague, that's right; a target is a point, but if this point is like an ink drop on rice paper starting to blur and expand, the target becomes infinitely large—how can one still determine the specific coordinates? Yan Shan's delay in thrusting the spear was precisely a manifestation of his profound Martial Dao, not wasting a single output.

In a place no one could see, he used the peerless might of the Ten Absolutes Dragon Elephant to lay a net of heaven and earth in the surrounding void, attempting to restrict the space for the Fist Intent Puppet's movement and capture the target.

However, all his power fell into empty space; the Fist Intent Puppet appeared to be standing still, but in reality, it was beyond his attack limit.

The audience began to stir; why hadn't they moved yet!

Yan Wan Jun, who was watching the battle from the side, also sensed something was wrong; the emotion of hesitation never appeared on his master, and the 'Gu Lao' opposite must have used some method.

Could this person be a formidable enemy his master had never seen before, worthy of such cautious treatment?

Without knowing it, half an hour passed...

Yan Shan still had not moved; he switched to a secret technique, the 'Mulian Killing Eye Strike', his gaze condensing into substance, whistling through the air like raindrops, shrouding the position where the Fist Intent Puppet stood.

This secret technique used the gaze as a carrier and utilized spiritual power; if it still didn't work, there would be no other moves.

Swish, swish, swish! The Fist Intent Puppet's gaze flickered, and a circle of black light appeared around its body; all the gazes that touched the black fist disappeared like stones sinking into the sea.

The probe had failed.

Yan Shan let out a breath and put away his long spear. "You win."

There was an uproar all around; the audience could not believe their ears—the Overlord of Hatred had conceded.

The fight hadn't even started, who was strong and who was weak had yet to be revealed, and the two sides hadn't even made contact—how could it be over?

"Gu Lao, that you can make me have nowhere to strike is also a skill; I concede this match."

"When I have peered through this movement technique of yours, Yan Shan will surely challenge you again, until I defeat you completely."

Yan Shan was not angry; he laughed twice as he turned and left.

This failure reminded him that while the Bawang Spear was fierce and powerful, it had a weakness in locking onto enemies.

Once he comprehends the weaknesses and compensates for them, his strength will surely ascend to a higher level, and the Ten Absolutes Dragon Elephant Overlord Spear will also become even more perfect.

To Hate Bawang, one valuable defeat is worth more than a hundred boring victories.

It is precisely because of these repeated battles that Yan Shan has been able to continuously perfect himself, improve his fist techniques, and grow into the number one martial artist in Fucheng today.

At this moment, Zhou You finally realized the truly terrifying aspect of this person.

(End of chapter)