The Most Powerful Overlord

Chapter 309: King of Assassins Showdown

"Bang!"

A sound of rupture tearing through space erupted, and the powerful airflow lifted Ye Qingtian’s hair as a scorching gust rushed towards him.

"Good timing!"

A cold smirk crossed Ye Qingtian’s lips,

"Boom!"

As Ye Qingtian sprang up, it was as if a storm had been awakened, making Zero’s heart sink.

"Not good!"

At that moment, something called instinct ignited within Zero, giving him the feeling of being boosted.

As his body rose halfway, Zero abruptly halted, his feet skidding backward at super speed like airplane wheels during landing, embedding deeply into the ground, leaving behind two deep marks amidst scorched earth...

Though the process was complex, everything happened in the blink of an eye.

However, the moment Zero failed, he disappeared, revealing his extraordinary nature.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

A blurred afterimage appeared on both sides of Ye Qingtian, but they were not clones—they were true forms.

Attacking Ye Qingtian at a speed that defied the concepts of time and space.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Ye Qingtian chuckled, breaking the moves with a palm strike each.

"Boom!"

Almost simultaneously, a black figure suddenly appeared before Ye Qingtian, launching an attack.

Ye Qingtian was genuinely astonished!

This assassin had some skill, at least enough to challenge the King of Assassins in prison.

However, their styles were entirely different!

Perhaps Zero was even stronger.

Zero appeared simultaneously at three different positions, instilling terror.

Moreover, this move, together with the previous one, was clearly part of a set, seeming complex but happening in an instant.

Zero’s speed was unmatched, the fastest opponent Ye Qingtian had faced to date.

"Swoosh!"

Zero pierced the air with a sword strike hitting Ye Qingtian.

"Break!"

Ye Qingtian’s thunderous voice unleashed an immensely wild power.

"Crack!"

Zero was sent flying instantly, but the ground displayed spider-web-like cracks, spreading across the entire resort.

The resort’s area equated to a small city, yet spider-web-like fissures spread everywhere.

Such was the force Zero endured—how formidable it must have been.

Ye Qingtian glanced around, spotting a figure with long black hair, bangs nearly covering the eyes, a fair face, and a mischievous smile.

If dressed casually, you’d think he was merely a student, never associating him with the King of Assassins.

Yet, the most shocking thing was Zero clutching a mere twig!

He had just tried to assassinate Ye Qingtian with nothing but a twig.

Terrifying indeed!

"Hm, not bad! There’s a hint of fun now."

Ye Qingtian chuckled.

Zero remained silent, simply staring quietly at Ye Qingtian.

"I understood something; the supposed assassin’s soul doesn’t exist. You are Zero, and you are Soul!"

Ye Qingtian said with a faint smile.

"Hm?"

Zero grunted lightly, showing curiosity.

"Firstly, someone sent me your data. Soul’s information was devoid of any details, as mysterious as you. Yet, the power was terrifying to the extreme; this year’s new assassin. Coincidentally, you were never seen this year. Secondly, if Soul were another assassin, the situation when you hurt me was the perfect chance for an assassin to attack severely, yet they didn’t. Hence, Soul is Zero!"

Ye Qingtian analyzed.

Zero nodded approvingly, "You’re right! Soul was just a new identity I created out of boredom, like a King starting a new account in a game to toy with people."

"I have a question. You could have assassinated me under Soul’s identity this time, so why both identities?"

Ye Qingtian inquired curiously.

"Because the Li Family offered terms that warranted Zero’s action!"

Zero replied flatly.

An unusual glint flickered in Ye Qingtian’s eyes, curious about what the Li Family offered.

Money?

Ye Qingtian believed it wasn’t money, but something else.

"You are the first to see my true face!"

Zero suddenly spoke.

"Are you going to say everyone who sees your true face dies?"

Ye Qingtian asked.

"No, no one has seen my true face. Ye Xiaoyao, your might lets you see my true face; it’s been ages since I’ve met someone like you! No, you are the strongest among my targets!"

Zero exclaimed, eyes filled with a bloodthirsty gleam, face brimming with excitement.

"Yes, of course. I am the strongest opponent anyone could face, without exception."

A cruel smile crossed Ye Qingtian’s lips, eyes flashing with bloodlust.

"Are you using just that twig?"

Ye Qingtian asked.

"It’s a tool for killing!"

Zero replied calmly.

The two stood firm, focusing intently on each other, their gazes as weapons.

Ye Qingtian’s eyes were clear, like tranquil lakes.

Yet, hidden in their depths was a torrent of killing intent, ready to erupt like a catastrophic tsunami.

Ye Qingtian’s gaze was as sharp as the deadliest sword, representing destruction—when drawn, it must bring unparalleled slaughter.

Conversely, Zero’s gaze was serene, devoid of any emotions—not concealed but natural.

In the tight space, their gazes locked in together.

Ye Qingtian’s gaze mirrored a tsunami, raising overwhelming waves, transforming into an unstoppable disaster.

Zero’s gaze resembled a mountain spring, yet this single droplet contained the most terrifying power, capable of defying storm-scale tsunamis!

"Ssssss..."

The intensity of their stare caused a powerful disturbance in the air, rupturing the void, as if the air was exploding.

"Rumble..."

"Crack... Crack..."

Thunderous roars echoed amidst their gaze—disaster manifest.

The next instant, they moved.

No explosive, eye-catching moves, no earth-shaking commotion, only dull, monotonous shifting positions. In the blink of an eye, they returned to the previous spots, as if they hadn’t moved at all.

But they had moved, and in the blink of an eye, Zero neutralized forty-seven attacks from Ye Qingtian.

They chuckled, both smiling.

At the moment their smiles faded, they clashed again—like two cosmic rays colliding, beyond any measure of capture.

This time, Zero launched forty-seven attacks too.

Notably, their encounter seemed precisely calculated, leaving nothing damaged—not even a leaf moved from its original spot—not a whisper of breeze stirred.

Ye Qingtian’s playful spirit rose, wanting to spar with Zero.

He employed the complete techniques of the King of Assassins from the prison, even downgrading his power to that level.

"Pay attention!"

Zero suddenly spoke, vanishing in an instant.

No, not vanishing—reappearing elsewhere: behind Ye Qingtian.

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