“Ha ha, Wei man, you’re quite brave. It’s been years since anyone dared to speak to me like this.”
“Ever since I killed a Great Grandmaster of Great Wei a hundred years ago, none of your people have dared to set foot on this grassland. You are the first.
I’ll give you a dignified death, by taking your head back to honor my two sons.” Yuxiong laughed heartily, his eyes full of admiration.
If only Oliver Sheng were a member of his Xianyou Tribe. Only someone with such a fearless heart could reach the pinnacle of Martial Arts.
In his view, the Xianyou Tribe had grown complacent over the years. Despite having so many resources, they hadn’t produced another Great Grandmaster.
Although he admired Oliver Sheng, it didn’t stop him from wanting to kill him.
“In your next life, be reborn into my Xianyou Tribe.” As soon as Yuxiong finished speaking, he struck out, a palm aimed to crush Oliver Sheng.
“You old bastard, how can you insult people like that? It’s so unpleasant.” Oliver Sheng pouted, thinking how degrading it would be to be reborn into the Xianyou Tribe.
Yuxiong’s palm descended, its True Essence not particularly strong, but it seemed to gather the force of the heavens and earth, concentrating the power of the surrounding void into his palm.
That palm could shatter a mountain, containing an unimaginably terrifying force.
This was the power of Yuxiong, a late-stage Great Grandmaster.
It was also one of the reasons why the Xianyou Tribe had been able to dominate River West County of Great Wei for a century, without Great Wei being able to reclaim it.
Facing that terrifying palm, Oliver Sheng showed no fear. Instead, he raised his fist and struck back.
This punch also seemed unremarkable, but the force it contained was unparalleled.
“Boom!!”
Fist and palm collided, the terrifying force causing the void to emit a deep, rumbling sound, as if the heavens and earth were collapsing.
Countless creatures in the night were so frightened that they scurried back to their nests.
Yuxiong was forced back two and a half steps by the powerful impact, his expression full of disbelief.
Such terrifying force, even a strong early-stage Great Grandmaster couldn’t produce it.
What was going on with this young man before him?
Could a Grandmaster at Great Perfection possess such power?!
“You’re not a Grandmaster; you’re a Great Grandmaster?” Yuxiong’s expression hardened, staring intently at Oliver Sheng.
Even the most monstrous Martial Arts prodigies could, at most, challenge an early-stage Great Grandmaster as a Grandmaster at Great Perfection. That was the limit.
For thousands of years, countless Martial Arts prodigies had emerged, but none had ever been recorded to challenge a late-stage Great Grandmaster as a Grandmaster at Great Perfection.
“I’m not. Don’t talk nonsense.” Oliver Sheng denied it, raising his fist to strike again.
The scorching, blazing intent of his Solar Fist illuminated the night sky like a blazing sun.
“Damn it!”
Yuxiong’s expression hardened. Although this young Wei man denied it, the terrifying momentum of his fist couldn’t be mistaken.
This man’s Martial Arts cultivation was likely no weaker than his own.
“Die!”
Yuxiong no longer held back, going all out, transforming his palm into a fist and striking at Oliver Sheng.
“Boom!!”
This was the collision of extreme Martial Arts, True Essence and blood energy exploding, the scorching blood energy soaring into the sky as the two clashed, fist to fist, blow for blow.
The terrifying aftermath of their battle shattered the hill below them.
Oliver Sheng grew more courageous as the battle progressed, his blood energy surging. He felt exhilarated.
Fighting Yuxiong was different from facing Taoist Astral, where it was a clash of Daoist techniques and Martial Arts.
Now, it was pure physical combat, a punch for a kick, a pure contest of strength and physique.
A warrior relied on brute force and power.
After dozens or even hundreds of punches, Yuxiong gradually realized something was wrong.
His opponent’s physique was far stronger than his own. The force he exerted didn’t seem to harm Oliver Sheng.
But when he took a punch from Oliver Sheng, it felt like being hammered by an immense force, causing his blood energy and True Essence to churn.
Oliver Sheng’s punches were heavy and powerful, making Yuxiong’s breath unstable.
“What kind of monster is this kid?” Yuxiong was secretly alarmed.
He couldn’t drag this out any longer. He needed to kill Oliver Sheng decisively. The feeling Oliver Sheng gave him was too bizarre.
Yuxiong’s five internal organs resonated, five strands of Innate Essence swirling, releasing powerful energy. At the same time, a flower appeared above his head, its mysterious power combining with the five Essences, concentrating immense power into his fist.
His entire fist glowed crimson as he unleashed his strongest attack, intending to obliterate Oliver Sheng, to crush him in this world.
Oliver Sheng saw his opponent had condensed a Dao Flower, its power combined with the five Innate Essences, clearly intending to go all out and kill him.
He too held nothing back, his five Innate Essences resonating, blood energy and True Essence converging. Oliver Sheng unleashed his full power in a single strike, without reservation.
“Boom!!”
The air exploded as both men used their full strength.
Yuxiong’s eyes were filled with cold intent. Even a Great Grandmaster at Great Perfection, with two condensed Dao Flowers, would have to avoid this attack.
He couldn’t believe he wouldn’t be able to kill Oliver Sheng.
Daring to kill his two sons and invade his Xianyou Tribe’s territory was a path to death.
Clearly, Oliver Sheng hadn’t condensed a Dao Flower, so his realm couldn’t surpass Yuxiong’s.
However, at the moment of impact, Yuxiong’s face changed. His youthful face twisted in disbelief.
Scarlet blood splattered, flesh flew, and fragments of bone as hard as jade shot out.
His fist—no, his entire arm—was shattered by the terrifying force.
Yuxiong felt a sharp pain in his heart. His strongest attack not only failed to kill the young man before him but was countered, shattering his arm.
The excruciating pain jolted his mind. Yuxiong quickly retreated.
But Oliver Sheng wouldn’t let him escape. His figure followed like a shadow, a fist aimed at Yuxiong’s chest.
As a Great Grandmaster, Yuxiong’s spiritual perception was extraordinary. He quickly dodged, simultaneously kicking at Oliver Sheng’s abdomen, trying to alleviate Oliver Sheng’s attack.
Seeing this, Oliver Sheng changed his target, punching towards Yuxiong’s kicking leg.
“Boom!”
“Ah…”
Yuxiong couldn’t help but scream in pain. His leg was also shattered by Oliver Sheng’s punch.
At this moment, fear crept into his heart. Despite having a lower cultivation, Oliver Sheng had suddenly erupted, severely injuring him.
“Damn brat, you tricked me.” Yuxiong was furious.
Clearly stronger than him, yet fighting evenly, making him drop his guard. What a cunning brat.
Oliver Sheng said nothing, continuing his assault, aiming a punch at Yuxiong’s head. Since the opponent didn’t want to be a sparring partner, he might as well send him to his death.
“I hate this!”
These were Yuxiong’s last words, his eyes filled with regret. After dominating the grasslands for over two hundred years, he died at the hands of a young man.
“Boom!”
A punch fell like a blazing sun, shattering Yuxiong’s head, extinguishing all his life force.
A once mighty eagle of the grasslands, now dead, everything turned to ashes.
A hundred years ago, he broke through to Great Grandmaster, killing the Great Grandmaster guarding River West County of Great Wei, making the Xianyou Tribe flourish. A hundred years later, history repeated itself, a young general of River West County stepping over his corpse, writing the future.
With overwhelming power, Oliver Sheng had forcefully killed this Great Grandmaster, earning four hundred Kill Points.
Honestly, Oliver Sheng would rather kill a hundred or two hundred Barbarian soldiers. It would be faster and more rewarding.
Oliver Sheng searched the headless corpse, finding nothing, and frowned.
So poor?
Not even a space ring or a few pieces of silver.
“Bah, pauper!”
Oliver Sheng kicked Yuxiong’s remains, scattering blood and bones, then turned and left.
This was the blood and flesh of a Great Grandmaster, containing terrifying and abundant Essence. If a beast ate it, it might turn into a demon.
With the Xianyou Tribe’s pillar and Great Grandmaster killed by him, it seemed he could continue sweeping across the River West grasslands tomorrow.
Oliver Sheng pondered whether he should take down the entire River West grasslands and reclaim the territory.
Silently returning to the barracks, no one knew that tonight, not only had Oliver Sheng’s cultivation advanced a level, but he had also gone out and casually killed a late-stage Great Grandmaster.
In the main hall of the Xianyou Tribe, Kaden Yu was sleeping soundly, confident that his grandfather could easily kill a Wei general.
Little did he know, the grandfather he had high hopes for had already become Kill Points for Oliver Sheng, just like his father and uncle.
And who knew if he still had a great-grandfather alive to call upon to kill Oliver Sheng.
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