The Most Powerful Overlord

Chapter 402: All Women Are Complete Idiots

"This is finally starting to look a bit more like it, or else if you were defeated this quickly, it would be too boring."

Ye Qingtian saw the Fist Emperor stand up and said slowly.

But in the eyes of the Dark Empress and others, Ye Qingtian seemed to be playing with them.

Taking a glance at the black aura swirling slowly in his hand, the Fist Emperor’s confidence swelled instantly.

"Kid, to be defeated in front of your Fist Emperor master, you’re quite fortunate."

The Fist Emperor laughed heartily.

"Trash." After uttering two words, Ye Qingtian touched his nose and said slowly under the gaze of the Dark Empress and the others: "My whole life I’ve pursued defeat, unfortunately, no one has ever granted my wish."

"Arrogant!"

With the Fist Emperor’s words, the atmosphere on the scene became tense again.

Watching the two confronting each other, the Dark Empress and the others were shocked and also increasingly interested.

They now wanted to know what terrifying strength Ye Qingtian possessed!

"The Fist Emperor must have some trump card. Seeing his confident demeanor, the master might be in danger."

Shen Huamo bit her red lips, her brows furrowing tighter and tighter.

Though she knew Ye Qingtian’s strength was unmatched by the heavens, the opponent was not from their level.

The opponent had already said that earlier was due to underestimating the enemy, and now he is using his trump card, what if...

At this moment, the Dark Empress suddenly thought of something, she exclaimed in shock: "Little nemesis, quickly concede and stop, I know what the Fist Emperor’s trump card is. Do not fight him; you will die!"

"Die? Sorry, even if I wanted to die, the Grim Reaper wouldn’t dare accept me."

Ye Qingtian said flatly.

"Why won’t you listen!"

The Dark Empress was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

She already knew that the Fist Emperor was going to use the Poisonous Curse.

This was what the Fist Emperor traded for with extremely precious items from the Poison Race’s chief.

The one who used the Poisonous Curse would have their strength doubled!

Looking at Ye Qingtian across, casually expressioned, the Fist Emperor sneered coldly.

His fist tightened, the rich Spiritual Qi rapidly circulated within his body.

Powerful and as overwhelming forces spilled over his fists.

After a moment of silence, the Fist Emperor again stomped on the ground, his figure like an arrow leaving the bowstring, rushing rapidly towards Ye Qingtian.

During the rapid charge, the black light between the Fist Emperor’s palms suddenly surged into his body.

A moment later, a cold light exploded in the Fist Emperor’s eyes, and dense black aura permeated on his fists as well.

When there was only a meter between him and Ye Qingtian, the Fist Emperor’s punch suddenly morphed into countless fist shadows.

"Ultimate skill, Shadowless Fist!"

Ye Qingtian’s face showed neither sorrow nor joy, he quietly watched those countless fist shadows, then slowly raised his right palm.

After his palm slightly curled, it suddenly opened dramatically!

Then a force like an explosion rushed toward the Fist Emperor.

This propulsion came swiftly and fiercely, instantly unraveling the Shadowless Fist of the Fist Emperor.

His face suddenly turned pale, his body as if hit hard by a giant truck.

His legs pounded the ground, creating several large pits before his body finally stopped.

But he was already extremely disheveled!

Not far away, the Dark Empress, Shen Huamo, and Xiao Jianting all had their mouths agape.

"Master, truly... is deeply hidden and never revealed!"

Shen Huamo deeply inhaled, full of shock.

"I once thought he was just slightly stronger than me, but it seems I was wrong, vastly wrong. I fear I will never catch up to his pace in this life!"

Xiao Jianting gazed at the divine-like man, his eyes full of reverence.

"Little nemesis, when did you become this formidable?"

The Dark Empress stared with wide eyes, taking several deep breaths.

"Ye, what technique is this?" Touching his aching chest, the Fist Emperor’s face changed drastically, angrily asking.

Ye Qingtian looked at him casually, then gently glanced at his own palm.

The Demon-Pushing Palm, despite its ordinary appearance, erupted with such might in Ye Qingtian’s hands that he felt very satisfied indeed.

"Kid, how dare you ignore me!"

The Fist Emperor gritted his teeth furiously, with an angry face, his fists once again swept fiercely toward Ye Qingtian.

Ye Qingtian’s hand hovering in mid-air did not retract; his lips curled lightly as he watched the Fist Emperor rapidly rushing towards him, the curve of his mouth suddenly forming a cool arc!

His originally loose right hand suddenly grabbed, and a strong and unmatched suction suddenly burst from the palm.

Seeing Ye Qingtian’s hand curl again, the Fist Emperor hastily hooked his foot hard on the ground.

Then what came was not a push but suction!

Boom!

The powerful suction erupted with whistling wind in mid-air.

The Fist Emperor’s body was infinitely close to Ye Qingtian.

When the body of the Fist Emperor was almost close, Ye Qingtian’s palm suddenly opened.

Boom!

A tremendous push again hit the Fist Emperor like a tempest.

In the cycle of suction and push, the Fist Emperor seemed like a toy for play, continuously swinging back and forth between the two ends.

The Fist Emperor used all his life force, but still couldn’t escape Ye Qingtian’s palm.

"Boring, I haven’t even used my strength, and you’re like this already, dull."

Shaking his head, Ye Qingtian’s outstretched hand suddenly clenched tightly.

Bam!

Like air pressure from all around converging tightly on the Fist Emperor.

At the moment Ye Qingtian’s hand closed, the air pressure reached its peak.

The Fist Emperor was squeezed into a meat pie!

Glancing at the shapeless Fist Emperor, then at the slightly solemn scene, Ye Qingtian’s hand slowly lowered, saying indifferently: "I told you, don’t snatch my things."

The top duel came quickly and went quickly, leaving the Dark Empress, Shen Huamo, and Xiao Jianting utterly shocked.

Then, Ye Qingtian slowly approached the Dark Empress, saying flatly: "Do you think you are qualified to be my master?"

The Dark Empress remained silent.

She was certainly not qualified!

Even the Fist Emperor, who ranked fourth on the War God List and dominated the Mercenary Realm, died in Ye Qingtian’s hands; what qualification did she have to make such a great master her servant!

"I... I..."

The Dark Empress Caroline stood in shock, unable to speak a complete sentence for a long time.

"Why are all women in the world so foolish? Alas."

After speaking, Ye Qingtian turned and left.

Shen Huamo and Xiao Jianting calmed themselves, hurriedly chasing after Ye Qingtian.

Meanwhile, the Dark Empress Caroline remained in place, unable to calm her mood.

An hour later, Ye Qingtian and the others arrived at the treasure point shown on the Treasure Map.

Ahead was an icy plain, seemingly not melted for a millennium.

"Hey, there’s an ice cave over there, is that the place?"

Shen Huamo pointed not far ahead and said.

"Let’s go, take a look." Ye Qingtian’s words barely fell.

Then, a terrifying roar came from not far away.

Roar!

Sounded like heavenly thunder rumbling.

"It’s an ancient Fierce Beast!"

Xiao Jianting frowned, preparing for battle.

This kind of Fierce Beast was very powerful, with resistance far superior to that of a Martial Artist.

Not long ago, Iceland’s special forces fought with it for a long time, eventually thinking they had killed it, but unexpectedly, it was still alive.

"Just a little bug."

Ye Qingtian gazed at the ancient Fierce Beast, speaking indifferently.