Hyper-Dimensional Player

Chapter 648 19: Ruthless Slaughter! A Notorious Name (Part 2)

He made the first move, and the elder of the Hehuan Sect seized the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, aiming to break the young man's protective aura.

The people of Evil Valley were intimidated by the young man's imposing presence. They originally planned to lay an ambush and attack him in a swarm, but now they found themselves in a difficult position and had no choice but to resort to underhanded tactics.

As expected.

As the Poison-Hand Ghost Doctor spoke, several poisoned silver needles shot through the air, targeting critical points on the body, aiming mainly for the young man's meridians. His intent was to break the youth's protective aura, so he had to strike at vulnerable spots. The Poison-Hand Ghost Doctor excelled in finger techniques, and his movement skills were not to be underestimated. He moved like a ghost, attempting to get close enough to pierce through the aura with his finger techniques and inflict internal injuries.

As long as they could severely injure the young man, the rest of the battle would be secure. This person had a destructive power far exceeding others and posed the greatest threat.

Clang!

The piercing silver needle struck the young man's body, producing a metallic sound, a sight that caused the Poison-Hand Ghost Doctor's expression to change drastically. He had just wanted to retreat, but it was already too late.

Yan Wang's Kick.

The young man used the Overlord's Spear for support, the spear shaft bending under pressure. Barbaric energy gathered at his feet, and with a single kick, the Poison-Hand Ghost Doctor spat blood. Despite using protective True Qi, he couldn't withstand it. The only way to deal with this person was to evade; any attempt to block would result in a broken defense.

Crack!

The Poison-Hand Ghost Doctor's arm was broken with a brutal kick. A seasoned veteran of the martial world, he instantly produced a three-inch long silver needle from his sleeve. Energized with two fingers, the needle shone with a ghostly cold light, aiming directly at the youth's vital points below, hoping to break his weak spot.

But the young man didn't even know where his weak spot was!

He had no concept of such a thing as a weak spot.

Although the protective energy below was relatively thin, having mastered hard-style martial arts, the youth had no notion of weak points. Lu Shanjun didn't believe he had any weak spots; the fierce tiger had a Pure Yang Body, what nonsense of a weak spot, where would it come from?

With a sliding step and a flying tackle, I brought a snack to the fierce tiger.

With such a master, it's no wonder the apprentice is the same; experts who emerge from unconventional paths are wilder than anyone.

Splurt!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, as the young man caught the Poison-Hand Ghost Doctor's hands. Finger force penetrated, directly pulverizing the bones in his hands, and those standing nearby looked on in fear. One of them murmured: "Oh no, it's the Vajra Finger!"

The Poison-Hand Ghost Doctor's finger techniques were unpredictable, but what he feared most was the powerful Vajra Finger, capable of breaking his finger bones directly.

Clang.

The silver needle snapped instantly.

The youth grasped the Poison-Hand Ghost Doctor's arm tightly, allowing no chance for him to maneuver or even breathe. He swung it a full 360 degrees, slamming it heavily onto the ground.

Bang!

Dust flew everywhere.

The ground was smashed into a human-shaped indentation, yet the youth, without pause or the need to harness True Qi, used pure Barbaric Power to swing it again in the opposite direction.

Shake the Earth!

Another human-shaped crater appeared to the right.

Bang Bang Bang!

The Poison-Hand Ghost Doctor was smashed repeatedly until his body broke down, turning into a mess of flesh and blood—a gory pulp.

"It's the pinnacle realm of the Overlord's 鼎举 Skill!"

The muscular men watched with shining eyes. They also practiced the Overlord's 鼎举 Skill, but never dared to dream of possessing such Divine Power.

The Overlord's 鼎举 Skill achieves immense strength, particularly formidable in close-quarters combat.

If the setting was different, it would be a matter of lifting a massive 鼎 down on someone's head.

"Next." The young man's cold voice sounded.

Off to the side, Lady Jade Face shivered slightly at such Innate Divine Power, unsure whether she could handle it herself.

The tall woman in a dark cloak also looked on with bright eyes; this young man's Divine Power was astonishing. If he learned their arts, their Military School's martial path, progressing alongside, one couldn't help but think he might become a Great Grandmaster of the military arts in their time—a reborn Overlord.

The last military expert with Barbaric Power close to the Overlord was Li Cunxiao, one of the Thirteen Grand Protectors, a half-step Great Grandmaster, also with Innate Divine Power and peerless bravery.

"Everyone, come together!"

The Poison-Hand Ghost Doctor had failed to break the youth's protective aura, so there was no choice but to engage in a chaotic battle.

Forge evil into aura.

External wounds were nearly ineffective; only internal shocks could affect his heart meridians.

The Soul-Slicing Blade belonged to a master from the Jiangnan's green forest, rumored to have studied blade techniques in the burial grounds, killing ghosts. The practitioner primarily mastered the Five Tigers Soul-Slicing Blade, later developing a ghost-cutting technique. He bit his tongue, spraying out blood energy, and as the ghost-cutting blade emitted obscure light, he invoked a secret technique, hoping to break the young man's protective aura with unconventional tactics.

The eerie sound of a bone flute echoed again.

Lady Bai Gu, born looking male, was rumored to embody both Yin and Yang. Sometimes impersonating a man, sometimes a woman, her techniques were extraordinarily unique, exclusive to the Yin Yang Clan of the Demon Sect, skilled in demonic music, a legacy of the Six Branches of the Yin Yang School.

Since the Demonic Sect's blood pool transformed into the Blood Refining Sect, adopting the "Blood God's Great Art" as the ultimate skill, the Yin Yang School hadn't had a new practitioner emerge for a long time.

Lady Jade Face maneuvered through the air to the youth's side. She knew his innate abilities clearly, his two weaknesses: whether Qinggong or Inner Strength, she could compensate.

If it were in the past, facing opponents, she would have already utilized her movement skills to find a chance for a breakthrough.

But now, Lady Jade Face focused entirely on being a competent steed and power supply, realizing that her assistance immensely amplified the youth's terrifying destructive power.

A faint chant echoed, as the youth raised the Overlord's Spear, incantation firm as an invocation.

"The Jiazi protects my body,

Jiaxu secures my form.

Jiashen fortifies my life,

Jiawu guards my soul.