Hyper-Dimensional Player

Chapter 646 18: True Tyrant Spear! (Part 3)

The youth's gaze was calm as he softly said, "I know a little bit."

Blood evil condensed on the spear shaft.

The long spear fell into the youth's hand, and it seemed it was no longer a mere mortal weapon. Even the spear tip transformed into a dark golden hue.

"It's the Bawang Spear Technique!"

The expressions of the nearby crowd changed slightly. Their legacy originated from the military, a branch of the Military School. After the late Tang Dynasty, the world was in turmoil. many military experts retreated to the mountains, gradually merging with the people of the Jianghu, becoming a formidable force in Guangdong and Guangxi.

"It's not the form of the Bawang Spear, but it carries the intent of it."

At this moment, a tall and heroic woman spoke, her bright eyes fixed intently on the blood evil spear tip, muttering, "Such a heavy aura of slaughter!"

Who is this youth?

Could there still be a master of the Military School alive today?

Why is he so young!

The youth took a step forward, and the bluestones beneath his feet shattered inch by inch. Such an astonishing force caused the expressions of the crowd in the Valley of Evildoers to change slightly. With the spear in hand, the youth's aura seemed as if he had emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, just like a ghost god from the purgatory of asuras.

"There's something off about this kid!"

Ghouls and murderers, having committed countless evil deeds and taken countless lives, were violent and bloodthirsty. But for some reason, facing this person, they felt a tremor in their hearts, as if malevolent spirits had encountered the King of Hell. Without even having exchanged blows, a significant portion of their warlike spirit was already cut away.

Intent without form.

The youth needed no techniques; the move he unleashed was the form of the Bawang Spear.

Overlord of the West!

King of Kings!

Come forth!

The clouds in the sky seemed to be torn apart, a streak of blood reflected. The youth, dragging his spear, moved faster and faster. Sparks flew along the way, and in an instant, the storm whirled violently. At the moment he thrust his spear, the misty rain falling from the sky gathered with the wind into a spiral, and the qi force pierced through everything.

This spear was simply not like a mundane martial art. Countless raindrops shot outwards in all directions, as if a heavenly curtain had been pierced through, causing the scattered rain to explode with terrifying sound.

——Power Breaking Thousands of Troops (True Meaning).

The Bawang Spear is the ultimate technique of Xiang Yu, the Overlord of Western Chu, consisting of nine forms of foot combat and nine forms of mounted combat.

Without a doubt.

In this world, he could not resonate with many martial arts, but the martial arts evolved on the battlefield, once in his hands, became an intent transcending all forms. No great grandmaster of this era could wage war across the heavens like him.

Throughout his journey, he was either killing people or on his way to kill people.

To him, the Bawang Spear posed no barriers.

He was also a grandmaster of the Military School, mastering the essence of murderous intent.

The ghoul's face drastically changed. He didn't dare take it head-on, but he didn't know when his figure had already been locked by infinite killing intent. He felt a stiffness throughout his body, and when those blood-colored heavy pupils gazed at him, his courage withered to nothing, as if in fright, even the true qi within him became stagnant.

Two afterimages crossed each other.

Puff!

Blood spurted forth.

The Bawang Spear pierced through his chest, refining the evil into steel. The power of blood evil effortlessly tore apart the ghoul's protective true qi. The spear lifted his corpse, and with a casual flick, the human fiend's body was tossed more than ten zhang away like a tattered shell.

"This intent of power breaking thousands, even if the overlord were alive, it would be merely so."

The onlookers were infinitely shocked.

Whether others could break thousands with their power was unknown, but to the youth, breaking thousands was merely routine.

The martial intent others pursued arduously was merely his everyday affair.

Boom!

The thunder of awakening.

It seemed as if an invisible force had condensed between heaven and earth. Above the Dimension Space, a unique golden mark appeared on the human form.

——Overlord Reborn (True Martial Intent).

Heaven and earth resonated, as if it were the birth of the Jiao Dragon that day, the condensed blood-colored steel and murder around the youth resonated subtly with the world.

For a moment, all martial arts masters striving for the intent of 'Overlord' lost some of their fortune.

There can only be one overlord in the world!

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